"I know why. Ye Qinlan squatted down and looked at Yang Qingyan tinkering, "Big brother is so brainless, he sees the overall situation more important than anything else." ”

"He never knew where this country, this family, was more important than his own life. The girl gritted her teeth and said.

Ye Qinlan's world is small, and she is willing to make the world so small.

A fox, a red plum, a green bamboo, and a fourth prince who came in over the wall at some point are enough.

"Everyone else wants to die or live for their brother, but you are for your brother. Yang Qingyun sighed exaggeratedly, seeing that the barbecue was already fragrant, he brushed the seasoning and turned it a few times.

When the fire came, he cut off a piece of belly meat with a dagger, and handed it to Ye Qinlan with a bamboo stick.

"What is this?" Ye Qinlan took it and looked at it curiously.

"The porcupine in the Beast Ridge, a two-star spirit beast. Yang Qingyun raised his chin proudly, triumphant, "I grabbed it with my own hands and baked it for you to eat." ”

Yang Qingyun snapped his fingers.

"I remember the first time I met Miss Ye San, I was taunted by her in Beast Ridge, saying that I couldn't even beat a porcupine. ”

Yang Qingyun watched with satisfaction as Ye Qinlan took a small bite, with a smile in her eyes.

"So, you're a waste that can't beat a three-star spirit beast. Ye Qinlan was silent.

"I can't beat the three-star spirit beast, but I can beat Sister Lan. Yang Qingyun tilted his head and leaned on Ye Qinlan's shoulder, "Lan'er, I came to visit you despite the coercion of the priest, are you moved?" ”

"Impressed. Ye Qinlan said, throwing Yang Qingyun away.

The two lived together in silence, Yang Qingyun neatly cut off the meat slices, while Ye Qinlan ate tastelessly.

"Outside, what's going on?" After a long time, Ye Qinlan finally spoke.

Yang Qingyun hooked the corners of her lips with satisfaction, moved closer to Ye Qinlan, and began to talk from the perspective of a bystander.

His royal relatives are living and dying in the game, and he is standing outside the bureau and can see it clearly.

It's just that there are some things that can't be told to Ye Qinlan yet.

For example, Ye Sheng is still alive.

For example, Miss Ye San had an accident.

Zhong Ying's script sold quickly, and the operas he directed were also spread throughout the east of the city.

The old man of Mingfangmen didn't expect that the person he had sold for a few hundred taels of silver at that time would come back with a thousand taels of silver and smash it in front of him without saying a word.

"I want you to act in a play, and I need your help. He and the cold-faced girl sang red face and black face, and played the old man in the class.

Zhong Ying walked casually, listening to the conversation in the streets and alleys.

The people are good at gossip, no matter if he is true or false, they will all believe it.

Therefore, in just a few days, people's hearts have changed.

He turned into the alleyway, counting his steps and turning the corner, looking complacent.

Behind him, several masked spirit masters, ready to deliver the fatal blow to him.

Zhong Ying walked straight forward and collided head-on with a girl.

"Ah, Miss Qingtang. Zhong Ying said hello with a smile, and planned to pass by her.

Qingtang nodded with a cold face, and when the two collided shoulders, he suddenly hooked Zhong Ying's waist, kicked his feet on the ground, and flew into one of the rooms.

The spirit master hiding in the shadows only heard a momentary sound, and when they all rushed out, they found that there was no one at the scene, only a team of people who were also following the cold-faced girl.

Immediately after, crossbow arrows suddenly appeared side by side at the windows of several rooms, carrying the spiritual power of high-level spirit masters.

With an order, the rain of arrows fell.

The spirit master who followed him was not a vegetarian, and at that moment, someone turned into a shield with spiritual power, blocked a row of arrows flying incoming, and dodged into a room to hide.

As soon as he stepped through the door, he fell to the ground stiffly, rolling like crazy, and finally stopped moving.

"Don't go into the house, there is poisonous smoke in the house, rush out!" A spiritual master noticed this phenomenon and immediately shouted.

But when they turned the corner, they were stunned to find that the roadway was spliced together by countless corners, and when they entered one of them, they couldn't tell the difference between the east and the west.

This is the roadway? This is the maze, or not.

Another coquettish shout, this time the people hiding in the shadows have no arrows.

Before his consciousness disappeared, a spiritual master suddenly remembered that it seemed that the person who presided over the construction of this city was His Royal Highness King Zhao, who was forcibly dragged off the hospital bed.

And the time, it was three years ago.

"The Seventh Prince is simply a goblin. Zhong Ying sat on the roof, pointing at the nine-curved bridge-like building below, "Three years ago, three years ago, before the third lady of the Ye family entered the Qingyu Courtyard, the conflict between the third prince and the crown prince was not revealed, so he designed this urban area. ”

"I wonder if he's already plotting how I'll be killed if I betray him. Zhong Ying was amazed, and applauded Yang Qingjue's handwriting.

"That's why I don't like him, hiding too deeply. Qingtang commented, "No wonder the prince made so many preparations, but he missed him." ”

"Qingtang, don't be so rigid. Zhong Ying watched the girls hiding in the house flash out and inspect the corpses, and couldn't help but feel disgusted, "That's the future uncle, you can't be so unwelcome." ”

"I don't approve of this marriage. Qingtang bit his lip lightly, held it for a long time, and spit out such a sentence.

"The third lady and King Zhao are together, and they will be bullied. ”

Zhong Ying raised her eyebrows and looked at Qingtang, almost not coming back to her senses.

After a long time, he replied:

"Don't underestimate the third lady of your family, that's also a personal essence. If the two of them really get married, it doesn't matter who bullies whom......"

No, these two have already begun to plan how to rectify each other.

Thinking of this, the corners of Zhong Ying's mouth couldn't help but hook up a smile.

Interesting, Yang Qinghan thought of everything, even his Miss Ye San. It's a pity that I didn't expect the sick and crooked prince.

Is this counted, a wise man must make a mistake if he thinks a thousand times?

Or, at this time, Yang Qinghan was too busy to be a wise man?

Hearing the report, Yang Qinghan was a little incredulous.

He, did he miss it?

He was shocked to see his Royal Highness the Crown Prince sitting on a chair for the first time, holding his forehead and thinking for a long time.

"Shock, I've missed someone. He sighed suddenly.

"Your Highness?" the stunned heard the gloom in the voice.

"I missed it, Brother Seven Emperors. Yang Qinghan's gaze seemed to be able to penetrate the city wall and reach Yang Qingjue's location.

"From now on, the displaced people in the west of the city can settle in the east of the city for a long time. At the same time, the army recruited displaced people from the west of the city as pawns. In the surprised eyes of a group of people, the man in the brocade robe said.

The people around you look at me, I look at you, I can't believe it.

That smiling prince turned out to be a nobleman with power?

"His Royal Highness King Zhao, you have tormented the old minister. If the emperor blames it......" Jing Zhaoyin panted and ran over.

Oh, it turns out that Wang Gongzi is King Zhao, no wonder he is powerful.

Wait?

The people in the west of the city, who have a "prince of the king" all day long, only feel that their legs are weak, and they kneel down a large piece after a hula.

"My lord, this is my father's order. Yang Qingjue looked back at Jing Zhaoyin and said, "If you don't believe it, you and I can face the saint immediately." ”

Jing Zhaoyin's arrogance suddenly deflated, Yang Qingjue gave a few more orders, and left with the middle-aged guards beside him.

"Then, Your Highness. Are we going to continue our plans?" asked Shock, with some difficulty.

"Why did you stop?" Yang Qinghan glanced at him, his eyes as clear and calm as ever.

He stood up and looked down at the stinger.

"I really want to see how much my imperial brother has missed me. ”