That Feng Xianchuan only ran in in a hurry, and when he saw He Mian'er, he pretended to be aggrieved and stepped forward and said, "Why haven't I seen him for a day, and my little daughter-in-law has become like this?" ”

He Mian'er only looked at him quietly, such a vigorous person is incompatible with the dead silence of this prison, and it depends on him.

Feng Xianchuan turned to the big man and said, "Quick, open the prison door." ”

Such a request made Lord Xiang speechless, and shook his head again and again: "This son, the prison door cannot be opened right now. ”

He was afraid that this person would be messing around, and sure enough, when this Feng Xianchuan heard that he couldn't enter, he immediately cried and said: "No, you have to let Young Master Ben in, the princess of the young master is inseparable from the young master." ”

With such a splashing effort, I'm afraid that all that's left is rolling on the ground.

That Lord Xiang never thought that such a difficult person had come, he didn't dare to fight, and he couldn't ask him to go out, and he was very embarrassed at the moment.

Seeing that Feng Xianchuan is a master who has not achieved his goal, he will definitely not let everyone stop.

Lord Xiang was only tired and sweaty, and hurriedly said, "Wait a minute, I'll go and ask for instructions." Only then did he temporarily stabilize the wind and leisure.

After a while, Lord Xiang only came back with some embarrassment, and said to the cell leader: "Open the cell door and let this son in." ”

After that, he didn't forget to warn Feng Xianchuan, "Childe, if you go in, you won't be able to get out for a while." ”

That Feng Xianchuan only waved his fan in a dashing manner and said, "Nonsense, hurry up and open the prison door and let the master in." ”

Then I couldn't wait to get in, and there was a place where this place was not a prison cell, but a place for pleasure such as a restaurant or theater.

Since the wind and the river have entered, Lord Xiang feels that he is a bit of an eyesore here, and he feels that he has left at the moment.

"What are you doing?" He Mian'er didn't raise her eyelids to glance at Feng Xianchuan, and asked in a flat tone.

That Feng Xianchuan immediately felt aggrieved, and said: "People are kind enough to accompany my sister, but my sister wants to blame me?" ”

He Mian'er waved her hand and said, "You still call me a princess, which is a little more pleasant." "I appreciate Feng Xianchuan's approach in my heart.

After all, there are a lot of dirty things in this prison, including Feng Xianchuan, so that He Mian'er will not be assassinated in vain, or he will commit suicide by spreading rumors and fearing crime.

"By the way, where did Situ Gongzi go? Have you ever told you, who is the mastermind behind him? He Mian'er hoped in her heart that this Situ Gongzi could reveal some information so that she could have a breakthrough.

Feng Xianchuan shook his head, his expression was no longer active, and his eyes revealed grievances. The tone sounded a little relaxed.

He only said: "The sky and the earth are big, how can I control where he wants to go." ”

He Mian'er only felt that she was afraid that she had touched his heart.

I didn't want to say it again, but Situ Han was very likely to know about the enemy in the shadows, so he pretended to ask casually: "I'm quite curious, how did you, the young master of the official family, get acquainted with people like Situ Han?" ”

Nafeng Xianchuan was silent for a long time, and said with a smile: "The lady wants to hear the story, then you have to answer a question from Young Master Ben first." If the answer is good, I will tell you, master. ”

"That white jade smoke, did you kill it?" Feng Xianchuan suddenly stepped forward, approached He Mian'er's face, and asked.

He Mian'er was slightly stunned, startled by his approaching face, and then shook her head and denied: "I am not so vicious, I want to kill people, and I will not leave such a big handle." "1800 Literature

Feng Xianchuan looked at He Mian'er's face carefully, put away the fan and said, "Then the master will believe you once." ”

At the moment, he sat on the ground and told the story of his encounter with Na Situ Han in detail.

"That day, I was tired of staying at home, so I took a few hundred taels of silver from home." Feng Xianchuan told the story eloquently, starting from the beginning.

"Whoever takes it without telling it, steals it." He Mian'er couldn't help but correct. Of course, I can't help but eat a fan on the head.

"Shut up and listen to what I'm going to say." That Feng Xianchuan didn't seem to have the leisure to play with her, but blindly immersed in this story.

"Master, I rode an old ox all the way and went straight to the outside of Beijing." Nakaze Kazukawa continued.

He Mian'er knew that he was afraid that he would not be able to ride a horse, but he wanted to say it but was afraid that he would hit his head, so he immediately shut up.

That Feng Xianchuan seemed to see her intentions, and only said: "Master, I am a model old man who rode a bull out of Guguan in the past, so he was not chic and comfortable." ”

He Mian'er couldn't help muttering in a low voice: "But people ride green oxen, where is the old ox." ”

At this time, Feng Xianchuan didn't pay attention to her anymore, and continued to talk.

"When I first entered the rivers and lakes, I was happy and comfortable, and I was so happy to enjoy the mountains and rivers all the way. When I came to Luoyang Mansion, I heard that there was a flower thief who harmed the ladies of the good family, and I couldn't help but want to be chivalrous. ”

He Mian'er sneered and said, "Shouldn't you, you're the flower thief, right?" ”

Seeing that her expression was more talented, Feng Xianchuan relaxed a lot, and didn't care about her ridicule and ridicule at all, and continued: "Don't say it, there are really people who are blind, and they actually regard me as the flower thief." ”

Probably recalled this paragraph, Feng Xianchuan only felt angry, after many years, Wu Zi was indignant and said: "What a dog ** god, I can't see what a jade tree I am, handsome and chic......

He Mian'er immediately interrupted his boast and said, "Yes, let's continue to talk about it." "If you talk about boasting, I'm afraid no one can compare with him.

Then Feng Xianchuan took a breath and said: "That night, master, I saw a scud running over, and immediately chased after him. ”

Feng Xianchuan thought of this, quite miserable, and cried: "You don't know, that person didn't listen to me at all, it was crackling, and my face was swollen after beating the master." ”

He Mian'er didn't know why, but she had a soul, and she knew that this person was afraid that it was Situ Han.

Sure enough, that Feng Xianchuan continued: "That person is Situ Han's idiot, and it was not until he beat the young master half to death that the real flower thief was caught." ”

"The nerd felt a little uncomfortable, so he took me back to their sect, and I had to take care of my injuries every day. The idiot will bow down to me. ”

Probably because this memory was relatively happy, Feng Xianchuan's speed of speech couldn't help but speed up.

He Mian'er knew that if she offended an uncle like Feng Xianchuan, she was afraid that Situ Han would suffer hard.

"What's next?" He Mian'er couldn't help but be a little curious about this story.

But seeing that Feng Xianchuan's expression changed, his voice was a lot lower, and he said: "Later, when the injury was healed, I returned to Beijing." ”

He Mian'er knew that things were not as easy as he said.

It's just that he didn't want to mention it again, so she couldn't ask again. On the contrary, he asked a little strangely: "What kind of sect is the Shura Sect where Situ Han is located?" Who is his boss? ”