Tang Yinchen wanted to say a few more words, but saw a large group of guards rushing towards them through the crowd, his face changed drastically, and he dragged Yang Huanzhi towards the upstairs.

"Huh? Childe, you ......"

However, the two were nowhere to be found.

"Yin Chen, slow down!"

Upstairs, Yang Huanzhi bent down, clasped his knees with both hands, took a big breath, looked up, and looked confused, "Where is this?" ”

"You are too weak, and you are still grateful to the master for pulling you to practice martial arts every day. Hurry up, run, my daddy's people are coming! ”

Yang Huanzhi waved his hand, "No, I can't run." ”

"Then I can't throw you here, if my father knows that I took you to visit the Red House in the middle of the night, my leg still can't be saved."

Is this cowardly? Then he was still playing so hard just now?!

Tang Yinchen didn't know that his friend was disgusted, he looked around, grabbed his sleeve and chose a random door to enter, ignoring whether there was anyone in the house, dragged Yang Huanzhi in, leaned his back against the door and his ears were close to it, and when he heard the hurried and chaotic footsteps in the distance, he breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

Yang Huanzhi raised his sleeves to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and the two looked into the house, and found that there were only two teenagers in the room, and they were slightly shocked by their appearances, and for a moment suspected that they were all women dressed as men.

"I'm sorry, it turned out that Yu Shizi was here. It's me who waits for the abrupt and bothered, and we'll leave. ”

Yu Ziye often wore red clothes to swagger through the market, and Yang Huanzhi quickly recognized his identity and apologized.

"Huh? The Son? See the prince! Tang Yinchen saluted respectfully, and then said, "No, no! Allow us to stay a little longer. Oh, by the way, I forgot to introduce, in the next Tang Yu, the word Yinchen. ”

It turned out to be the only son of Tang Hui, the imperial lieutenant, no wonder he was so arrogant before.

"Your name is Sugar Fish?" Su Zhen pretended to be surprised, turned her head to Yang Huanzhi and smiled and asked, "What about you?" Vinegar fish? ”

"Under Yang Huanzhi, Minggao."

"Sugar fish? Lamb? Just two dishes! Yu Ziye laughed twice, "Okay, don't make trouble, since it's dangerous outside, you can stay." ”

"Master Xie."

"Master Xie."

Different from Tang Yinchen's restlessness, Yang Huanzhi shifted his gaze from Yu Ziye to Su Zhen, "I have long heard that the little prince of Lin'an Hou Mansion and Su Zhen, the eldest son of Taifu Mansion, have a great friendship and are inseparable, but now it is really not groundless when I see it." ”

"Yang Gongzi's father is a scholar, and Tang Gongzi's father is a military general, you can all be friends, why can't we?" Su Zhen smiled back.

Tang Yinchen was attracted by their conversation, his eyes lit up, and his eyes became fanatical, "It turns out that you are Su Zhen!" I've heard for a long time that you are eclectic, bold, and able to communicate with birds and beasts when you were young! Huh! The prince, Su Gongzi, it is fate to gather here, and we will be brothers in the future! You helped me tonight, even if he comes to the Taiwei Mansion to find me in the future, I will definitely help him! ”

Yu Ziye held his forehead, he was really familiar enough, and he had a fight with the cheekiness of the guy next to him.

Sure enough, I saw Su Hao pick up two empty wine glasses, re-open a jar of peach blossom brew, and fill it full, with a sincere smile on the corner of her lips, "I won't say much about that polite word, a pot of peach blossom brew, it's all in plain sight." ”

"Good!"

The four of them raised their glasses and collided, the rich peach blossom fragrance entered the tip of the nose, the glass of wine went down, the friendship gradually became stronger, and the aroma of wine soaked every corner between the lips and teeth.

Upstairs was having a good time, and when the cup was being changed, the lobby below suddenly became silent.

Layers of white semi-tulle curtains fall vertically from the top floor, blocking everyone's view, and white, yellow and red petals are mixed and fluttering down from mid-air, and the slightest wisps of fragrance come to the face.

The fragrance is not strong or light, and everyone who smells it is intoxicated, and suddenly it seems to be hallucinating, and the body seems to become light and float. They raised their hands to touch the petals, but it was like a light smoke, disillusioning and drifting, virtual and real, and inadvertently returning to its original state again.