Outside the door, Du Yingchao replied softly: "Lord Wang, it's the Premier League." ”

Inside the door, Tang Jiaren looked puzzled and asked, "Who?" ”

Du Yingchao stiffened slightly, squeezed a smile and replied: "It's Xiaguan, Du Yingchao." ”

Tang Jiaren opened the latch and asked with sparkling eyes, "Sending supper?" ”

Du Yingchao nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, Xiaguan has prepared a special supper for the prince." He walked in through the door, closed the door casually, and then pulled back his black cloak a little, revealing a translucent dark red robe, and said hoarsely, "Lord Wang, please look...... ”

The door was kicked open with a bang and hit Du Yingchao on the back of the head.

Du Yingchao lay directly on the ground and passed out.

Han Xiao held a big knife in his hand, took four brocade guards, stepped on Du Yingchao's back and rushed into the room, and asked nervously, "Is the prince okay?" Seeing that there was no one keeping vigil at the door, the subordinates guessed that there might be thieves sneaking in from the prince's side, so they rushed in and asked the prince for forgiveness. ”

Tang Jiaren slowly blinked his eyes, stretched out his hand and pointed at Du Yingchao on the ground, and said, "You better see if he's okay." ”

Han Xiao lowered his eyes and looked at Du Yingchao, and shouted in a stunned voice: "Catch it!" ”

The two brocade guards pulled up Du Yingchao, glanced at him with a cold smile, and his face was stiff.

Du Yingchao had woken up after being stepped on twice, but he was afraid of being hit by the people of Dongjin Yiwei and making a fuss, so he kept lying on the ground and did not move.

This time it was pulled up, and even if you wanted to hide, there was nowhere to hide.

Han Xiao asked in surprise: "Captain Du, what are you doing here?!" ”

Du Yingchao smiled dryly, not knowing what to say.

Tang Jiaren couldn't help but smile and asked seriously, "Didn't you say that you wanted to send a special supper to your master?" What about supper? ”

Du Yingchao swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and under the gaze of Han Xiao and Dongjin Yiwei, he had an idea, and said: "The prince is worried about the country and the people, Xia Guanxin has learned a dance, which can solve his worries, and he specially came to dance for the prince." After that, he sang and danced.

Han Xiao and the others knew that this was not the case, but seeing that the prince was watching it with relish, it was difficult to say anything. After all, although they are divided into two camps, the east and the west, they are all Jinyi guards in the end, and it is really not good to make such a thing about the charm master.

Of course, there is no shame in the heart, and snickering is also a certainty.

Even the cold smile that didn't smile couldn't help but snicker.

Du Yingchao's dancing and singing voice are really flattering. In particular, he was still wearing a translucent dark red tulle, twisting around so much that he almost twisted out of everyone's overnight dinner.

Tang Jiaren couldn't stand it anymore. Moreover, she felt that the little radish hanging in the crotch of her pants seemed to be about to fall, so she hurriedly waved her hand and said, "Okay, let's go out, don't give this kind of supper to this king in the future." This king has a bad stomach and can't digest it. ”

These words are also lacking in virtue.

Du Yingchao was like a pardon, and he was busy picking up the black cloak on the ground.

Tang Jiaren was happy and was about to go back to bed to lie down, but this movement actually made the tied little radish roll out of his trouser leg, slid across the ground with bones, turned around in the eyes of everyone, and stopped between the door and Du Yingchao.

Everyone held their breath and pulled their eyes out of the little radish in unison and looked at their toes.

This seemingly inconspicuous white radish is related to royal majesty and cannot be sloppy. Who would have thought that the six princes they escorted with passion would still be a ...... Is it a guy who needs a little turnip?! I can't see it, I can't see it, otherwise my life will be lost.

Think about it, but if you are fat, where you are not short and fat, even there, I am afraid that you will not be able to stand up majestic.

Everyone sighed in their hearts, and at the same time they were nervous, for fear that the "six princes" would be merciful and ruthless, and find an excuse to exterminate these people.

In the tense and depressing atmosphere, Meng Tianqing quietly pushed open the door, walked into the house without squinting, and stepped on the edge of the little radish, making it change from lying down to standing up.

Meng Tianqing took off his pants in front of everyone, revealing his little brother, and directly urinated on Du Yingchao's face.

Du Yingchao was blinded.

Tang Jiaren was stupid.

Han Xiao and the others were stunned.

Du Chaoying wanted to strangle Meng Tianqing directly, but the "Sixth Prince" whispered: "Don't move, he has hysteria." This was said as if she was afraid of scaring Meng Tianqing. The truth is, she's wilted!

Du Yingchao immediately felt that he was an idiot. Why can't he pretend to be hysterical and not admit what he did tonight? I still don't have enough brains.

After Meng Tianqing finished urinating, he also trembled, and then he was about to turn around while lifting his pants, but he didn't want to, he stepped on the fruit peel that Tang Jiaren threw on the ground, and the whole person suddenly jumped up, and then fell heavily and sat on the ground.

It's nothing, but ...... There's a little radish standing up on the ground.

Meng Tianqing's watery eyes suddenly increased, and then quickly contracted twice, but as soon as his eyes were closed, his body leaned back, and he fell to the ground.

The corners of Tang Jiaren's mouth twitched, and she wanted to reach out and pull Meng Tianqing up, but the fat hand stretched out for a long time, and finally slapped her on the head. This kind of self-blame has never been seen before. Ay...... Tomorrow, she may eat one less drawer of buns. Nine drawers, it's still no problem.

Du Yingchao felt that a raging anger seemed to burn in his chest, and his whole person began to emit black smoke. He needed a rift and roared out the anger in his heart. However, no. However, after seeing the miserable end of the little medicine boy, his bloody heart was miraculously healed.

Du Yingchao wanted to yell at someone to pull away the little medicine boy and break the bones of his body! However, this roar will attract more onlookers, and at that time, he will have no face. After thinking about it, he wiped a handful of urine from his face, stood up, and said with a straight face: "The prince is right, that little medicine boy does have hysteria, so it's better not to disturb it." The prince rested and took his leave. "Put on your cloak, cover your face, and stride away.

Han Xiao hugged Tang Jiaren and said, "The prince wants to change the room?" ”

Tang Jiaren sniffed the smell of urine in the air, nodded decisively, and said, "You go and arrange it first." ”

Han Xiao led the order to leave, and the other brocade guards came out.

Tang Jiaren took out the "Remnant Chrysanthemum Hand" and said secretly: The Great Elder said that he couldn't let others spy on the secrets of my Tang Sect, this book is so important, I am afraid that there have been rumors in the rivers and lakes for a long time. It's better to change the name.

Tanjia took out a brush, painted the three words "Remnant Ju Hand", and then wrote a new name "Remnant Ju Huan" on rice paper, cut it off with a dagger, and found two rice grains from the table, crushed them, and glued the three words "Remnant Ju Huan" on the book.

That's what makes a book legendary. From "Hehuan Lu" to "Remnant Ju Hand", and from "Remnant Ju Hand" to "Remnant Ju Huan". Is...... More and more hooligans.