"Uh..." In the face of Miss An's series of inquiries, Zhao Xian smiled and didn't know what to say. At this moment, at the end of the trail, a red-clothed beauty, blue high plate, wearing a spring shirt, holding a red flower umbrella, in the misty spring rain, like a blooming rose shocking, beautiful and moving, light steps, in a strange shape like a cat's pace slowly, seemingly casual but quite beautiful.

A few housekeepers and maids hurriedly saluted, Zhao Xian's eyes lit up, he admired it intoxicated, and hurriedly led the horse over, and said with a smile: "Yijun, why are you here, I was about to look for you." ”

The relationship between Yijun and An Birou didn't seem to be very good, she glanced at the carriage, and said softly: "Sister, I'm bored at home, I wanted to come out and go around, but I didn't think that I had not traveled far, and I was very happy to see you chatting with others, I came over to see what happened, by the way, what are you looking for me?" ”

Seeing that she was being ignored, An Birou couldn't help but snort softly, and without disturbing the two, she got on the horse and went to Anfu.

Zhao Xian said goodbye, and after seeing that there was no one left and right, he took Yijun's hand and said with a smile: "I miss you, let's go shopping, and go to buy a yard by the way." ”

"What do you do when you buy a yard?" Yijun struggled lightly, and when he saw that Zhao Xian didn't let go, he let him hold it.

Holding up an umbrella to support him in the rain, Yijun said strangely: "Isn't it good to live in my house, at most keep a low profile these days, and when your identity is exposed, no one will care about you if you die in An's house." ”

No one cares about me when I die in An's house? Zhao Xian patted her buttocks with a smile and hummed, "Just looking forward to my death?" ”

"It's just a metaphor, what are you more serious about?" Yijun didn't blush at all, and opened Zhao Xian's hand and glanced at him with displeasure.

And I'm not mistaken, looking forward to my death still doesn't allow me to be more serious? Zhao Xian was stunned for a while, then shook his head and sighed lightly, which was taken for granted.

Zhao Xian thought about it for a while, and explained with a smile: "I found Huayu today, so I have to go to find a yard." ”

"Ahh Oh..."When Yijun heard the language of flowers, the smug look on his face stiffened slightly, and then there was a touch of resentment and loss.

Accompanied Zhao Xian on the slippery path, and seeing that Zhao Xian didn't speak, she couldn't help but hum softly: "So you have to get along with her day and night in the future, regardless of me, right?" ”

Zhao Xian sniffed, smelled a strong vinegar, he smiled, played with her slender hand and smiled: "You can also live in, everyone is so lively together, this small courtyard is for Xiaomeng, it is inconvenient for her to live alone in someone else's house." ”

"Little dream?" Yijun frowned slightly, his eyes flashed slightly, and then he said quietly: "Is that the woman who killed you in a hurry?" Hmph, I sacrificed myself to block an arrow for you and I didn't see you so good to me, if there is anything else to bully me, if I was kidnapped that day, you would definitely not ask. ”

Zhao Xian was quite helpless, and when he saw that there were no pedestrians on the road, he suddenly squatted down and carried her on his back, moved his hand on the full buttocks, and said with a smile: "My good lady, are you satisfied now?" If you are not satisfied, I will lie down and let you ride for a while, and you will be free to rape and then kill until you are satisfied. ”

"Whoa! Nonsense, who's going to ride you. Yijun felt the big hand, and her pretty face was instantly dyed with a touch of crimson, but it was not the first time that she was carried by Zhao Xian, and it was not as twisted as before, just to hold the umbrella and gently twist it on his waist.

Zhao Xian was quite useful, holding her buttocks and moving her past, with the soft touch on her back, she thought blindly.

After a while, Yijun's eyes rolled slightly, and there was a trace of hesitation on his face, and finally he couldn't help but speak: "Zhao Xian, how many foxes do you have outside?" I won't blame you for saying it. ”

Kitsune? It's not a friendly word. Zhao Xian's body paused slightly, smelled the sea of vinegar behind him, and said haha: "Yijun, you know that my Yushu is in the wind, tall and handsome, and it is easy to be seduced, in fact, I have worked hard to restrain myself, in addition to Xiaomeng and Huayu, there is also Huang Tiantian's girl, and ...... Cough! ”

Oops, I said that I missed my mouth, Zhao Xian's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly laughed to hide it.

"And what?" Yijun's face was slightly cold, Hua Yu and others met Zhao Xian before her, and she couldn't say anything, but Zhao Xian was with her after that, did she hook up with other women behind her back, and didn't tell herself?

Zhao Xian smiled and said tentatively: "Yijun, you know that I am a soft-hearted person, and I often accidentally charm the people around me, and I can't refuse if people are pestering me, if one day you find out that I have an improper relationship with someone next to you, what will you do?" ”

"Who?" Yijun was instantly alert, and glanced at Zhao Xian suspiciously.

"I'm just assuming, analogy." Zhao Xian smiled lightly and explained casually.

"Isn't it Birou?" Yijun's face immediately turned cold, and threatened: "If it's her, I will never ignore you, she hates it the most, she has been fighting with me since she was a child, and her mother has always been towards her, and she has never believed me in business, and she has never believed me, and she hates me to death, you are not allowed to get too close to her, otherwise you can't even do bad things if I prick me with a silver needle." ”

Yijun seemed to be very deep in An Birou's mustard, and when she mentioned her, she looked indignant, and she seemed to have to hammer Zhao Xian on the shoulder a few times to vent.

Ready to chemically castrate me, this is too ruthless, Zhao Xian couldn't cry or laugh when he heard this.

Hearing that Yijun complained that the business matters were not handed over to her, Zhao Xian shook his head and said secretly: "The business matters are handed over to you, and you must not lose all the pants." ”

But he didn't know what to say, so he just smiled: "How could it be her, I only met her a few days ago, and I haven't even skimmed the eight characters." ”

"It's not Birou..."Yijun's eyes rolled a few times, thinking about the woman beside her, and suddenly said in surprise: "It won't be my master, right?" ”

"Ahh Zhao Xian hesitated, and said incredulously: "She is your master, and I am your father-in-law, this kind of thing that is full of conscience and Bolun is common...... Not quite right? Zhao Xian smiled evilly.

"What's wrong, I'm still your cousin." Yijun suddenly became excited: "You must grasp her well, and strive to marry her home as soon as possible, and then I will be big and she will be small, I will sleep with her warm bed, I eat and she will wash the dishes, if you dare to murder me, you will beat her ass, let her squat for an hour every day, and then copy the scriptures, and if you make a mistake, you will not give her food......"

Zhao Xian was in a cold sweat, and listened to Yijun count down her master with tears and laughter, and said secretly: "The shadow of this childhood is too heavy, and I can think of such a desperate method of revenge, which is worthy of being able to meet my eyes." ”

Yijun counted for a long time, and when he saw Zhao Xian's appearance of smiling but not smiling, his voice gradually became smaller, and his face turned a little red with a light cough.

Zhao Xian lifted her up and said with a smile: "Isn't it just a master, I'll help you clean her up, this little problem can't bother me." ”

"Who wants you to help me clean up, I want to be beautiful." Yijun snorted, hesitated for a moment, and sighed faintly: "You are in charge of your own affairs, my identity is destined not to be your wife, not even the identity of a concubine, the nameless one can control you." ”

She is nominally An Li'er's cousin, and after Zhao Xian became the prince of Zhenguo, it was impossible to accept her as a concubine openly due to influence, after all, there are only two young ladies in the An family, and if she marries and is used by someone with a heart, it will be dangerous.

So good for me? You can't be trying to get away with it, right? Zhao Xian was secretly vigilant, and he was not in the mood to continue talking when he was upset, so he comforted: "You can rest assured, I will marry you openly, and I promise that no one will gossip, I am the future Zhenguo Gong, and I have great ability." After saying that, he said no more and walked forward slowly.

The two of them found a small courtyard that was already getting dark, and they randomly found a small courtyard with two entrances in the city, although the area was not large, but the place where Kyoto was an inch of land and gold also cost hundreds of taels of silver, which made Zhao Xian feel a lot of pain.

Huayu did not explain her residence, and Zhao Xian couldn't take the initiative to find her, so she was ready to move into the courtyard after she brought Xiaomeng back.

When the two returned to Anfu, it was already the beginning of the lanterns, Zhao Xian came back to the room early after saying goodbye to Yijun, pushed open the door and took a look, but saw Sister Su sitting in it, wearing a tight-fitting purple lily satin shirt, reflecting her figure in a wonderful arc.

Zhao Xian was slightly stunned, then walked in and closed the door and said with a smile: "Master Su, sneak into my room at night, what do you want?" ”

Su Wanyun glanced at him with a smile, and said lightly: "Naturally, there is something to find you, can you still eat you?" Sit down. ”

After getting along for a long time, Su Wanyun's attitude is not as domineering as before, Zhao Xian nodded with satisfaction, unbuttoned his shirt and threw it aside, sat on the chair and asked, "What is the matter?" ”

Su Wanyun raised her hand and took out a white cloth bag from her arms, opened it slowly, and a silver-white lock appeared inside.

The red rope is a chain, engraved with a tiger's head, and the workmanship is extremely exquisite.

Zhao Xian's pupils shrank sharply, and the teacup in his hand almost fell to the ground, his eyes were incredible.

This longevity lock has been worn around his neck for more than ten years, and it was only melted with his own hands a few months ago that he made a silver pendant and gave it to Huayu, why is there an identical one here?

"This longevity lock is the token left by An Li'er back then." Su Wanyun didn't notice Zhao Xian's reaction, looked down at the longevity lock and said, "You wear it on your body, find an opportunity to 'inadvertently' let Old Man An see it, remember that it is best to recognize him when the emperor is present." ”

Zhao Xian took a sip of tea, looked up and down at the longevity lock on Sister Su's hand, and chuckled: "Put it on, and be discovered by Old Man An again, the heir of my An family?" ”

Su Wanyun nodded: "Wear it, you will be the heir of the An family, and in the future, you will be the prince of Zhenguo above 10,000 people under the Great Liang, and your sons and grandchildren will also enjoy the glory and wealth for generations......"

"Really?" Zhao Xian seemed to be quite moved, took the longevity lock and played with it gently, and asked softly.

Su Wanyun hesitated slightly, feeling that Zhao Xian was a little strange, but she didn't notice anything wrong, so she nodded and said, "Naturally, yes, what am I lying to you about?" ”

Zhao Xian nodded, was silent for a moment, looked up at her and asked, "Given me such a big benefit, I really don't need to do anything?" ”

Su Wanyun's eyes flashed a few times, and she looked at Zhao Xian carefully for a moment, but saw that there was only curiosity in his eyes, so she picked up the teacup and said with a smile: "Although you are your Zhenguo Gong, you don't need to do anything, I have worked so hard to find you, and even Yijun has promised you, will it hurt you?" ”

Although Su Wanyun said very plainly, her eyes kept looking at the teapot in her hand, and she took a sip of tea.

Zhao Xian stroked the familiar longevity lock, and after a while, pinched the red rope and tied it around his neck, nodded and smiled: "Then I will believe you, be my Zhenguo Gong honestly, and have nothing to do to lead a few dogs to the street to tease and tease women from good families, it's exciting to think about these days." ”

Zhao Xian swayed at the bronze mirror, not to mention that he really had a bit of a gentleman's taste.

"Your ambition is really hard to say." Su Wanyun shook her head angrily and funny, didn't bother, got up and said, "You rest, I'll go first." ”

"No." Zhao Xian sent her out with a smile, immediately picked up the teacup and poured it, ripped off the longevity lock and threw it on the bed, and fell asleep at the end, and after a while, he entered the dream.