Outside the gate of King Chen's Mansion, Jun Yuyang and Lin Chengfeng met unexpectedly.

"See His Royal Highness the Prince, I've seen Prime Minister Lin." The ten Tsing Yi guards with knives at the gate of the palace knelt down respectfully and saluted, their voices were loud, and their expressions were neither humble nor arrogant.

"No courtesy." Jun Yuyang's voice was faint, and under the heroic sword eyebrows, a pair of phoenix eyes glanced appreciatively at the ten guards with straight waists in front of him.

As the saying goes, what kind of master there is, what kind of subordinates, looking at their serious expressions and resolute eyebrows, they are slightly better than the palace guards.

"His Royal Highness Prince Xie."

"Prime Minister, please!" Jun Yuyang looked sideways at Lin Chengfeng, and a playful smile appeared on his handsome face.

This guy must have taken a shortcut.

"Prince first, please!" Lin Chengfeng held the folding fan and bowed slightly, and his warm and handsome face also seemed to be smiling.

This goods has been delayed by the queen for so long, and he can still catch up with him.

When the two of them came and went, an evil and deep voice sounded in their minds at the same time: "No matter how noisy it is, close the door and let it go!" ”

"Too..."

"Cheng..."

A fluttering sentence forced the two of them to swallow the words they were about to say back into their stomachs.

The courtyard is too deserted, and the two of them just want to liven up the atmosphere.

A quarter of an hour later.

Jun Yuyang and Lin Chengfeng finally came to Jingzhu Xuan with 'nine bends and eighteen bends'.

Seeing that there was a long bamboo bridge in front of him, Jun Yuyang couldn't help but mutter: "Isn't it closer to step over from that meadow?" It's just that I still have to make a score, build such an unartistic bridge, and go so far from the palace. ”

Lin Chengfeng stood at the entrance of the bamboo bridge, looking at the clear waves and fresh water under the bridge and a group of koi swimming around, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, "Prince, have you broken the formation on that grass?" ”

The corners of Jun Yuyang's mouth twitched, and then he said seriously: "This palace reads poetry and books every day, practices piano, chess, calligraphy and painting diligently, and takes out to review the mountains of twists and turns, how can I have time to figure out how to break the formation?" ”

Lin Chengfeng smiled and said, "So what?" ”

Jun Yuyang covered his lips: "Cough~ Let's go resigned to fate." ”

"Fresh water is clear, fish are playing, the water is clear and quiet, the shadow is clear, good water, good lake." Lin Chengfeng stepped on the bamboo bridge first, opened the fan in his hand, and read while fanning, looking complacent.

"There is a long sky of green and dark above, and there are waves of green water below." Jun Yuyang was not to be outdone.

"Prince, a friendly reminder, your poem is a disguised reminder of Yichen and Miss Ling..." Saying this, Lin Chengfeng suddenly paused, because he found that on the bamboo platform in front of him, the white figure was looking sideways at them.

"Does that count?" Jun Yuyang smacked his tongue.

He described one in the sky and the other on the earth, and this person can think of the separation of the emperor's brother and the spirit girl?

Sideways glance at the people around him: "Are you sure, you're not telling this palace in disguise that you are the brother of the first talented woman in the Eastern Jin Dynasty to remind you like this?" ”

Lin Chengfeng smiled without saying a word, raised his fair and moist chin, and motioned Jun Yuyang to look ahead.

Jun Yuyang looked ahead suspiciously, and when he saw the deep and strange look in the eyes of the man on the bamboo platform, he couldn't help but shudder.

When he saw the man toasting and looking at himself playfully, he suddenly felt the urge to turn around and leave.

It seems that he really said something that shouldn't be said, and he happened to hear it.

His face fell, "Cheng Feng, is there still salvation in this palace?" The so-called authorities are confused, and bystanders are clear, and he can't think of a way to save himself for a while.

"Yes." Lin Chengfeng's phoenix eyes smiled, and he shook the folding fan for a while, and his steps were not slow.

"Speak quickly!" Jun Yuyang eagerly lowered his voice.

"Five years ago, you buried ten jars of pine wine under the ancient pine tree in the East Palace, and you are still reluctant to dig out one jar." The curvature of the corners of Lin Chengfeng's mouth became larger and larger.

He has been thinking about those jars of pine wine for many years.

"Do you remember?" Jun Yuyang's handsome eyes widened slightly.

Then he said vigilantly: "It's your idea to fight Songling wine, right?" Looking at his sinister expression, it was because he wanted to make Songling wine himself, and he actually said the reason so grandly.

It's a bad stomach.

Lin Chengfeng smiled evilly: "Didn't you ask me to find a way?" ”

Jun Yuyang glared at him, "Except for wine." ”

The bamboo leaves in the East Palace were all scraped away by his black-bellied imperial brother, and now he began to play the idea of Songling wine again.

There are no doors!

Lin Chengfeng retracted the folding fan, a hint of calculation flashed in his handsome eyes, and he turned his head and asked neatly, "Is he short of silver?" ”

"There is no shortage."

"Is there a shortage of manpower?"

"There is no shortage."

"Is there a lack of beauty?"

"No."

"Well, this is the solution." Lin Chengfeng slammed the folded fan in the palm of his hand.

After Jun Yuyang heard this, he immediately shuddered all over his body, pointed at Lin Chengfeng and gritted his teeth and said, "You, you actually took me to the gutter, hurting my friends!" Absolute loss of friends! ”

Even if he has the courage to do so, he doesn't dare to give a beauty to his evil brother who has a black belly and flaws that will be avenged!

This is undoubtedly self-defeating!

Lin Chengfeng spread his hands, "Then I can't help." ”

"The two of you have worked together quite well, and you have successfully diverted the king's attention!" When the two of them walked to the bottom of the bamboo platform, Jun Yichen spoke slowly.

"Passing the prize." The two of them walked up the steps seriously, and then consciously stood a foot away from Jun Yichen and stopped.

Jun Yichen hooked his lips and glanced at them: "What?" This is the autumn dew you have coveted for a long time, don't you drink it? ”

Jun Yuyang said exaggeratedly: "Brother Huang! You won't ask us to accompany you under the moon, silent, facing each other in pairs, until dawn, right? ”

Lin Chengfeng had an urge to hold his forehead.

Prince, no matter how exaggerated you behave, you can't hide the fact that you are weak-hearted.

"Brother Huang, I've been with talented women for a long time, and I can really get to know it." Jun Yichen's eyes were joking.

"Ah~haha! Hongu、That's self-taught。 Jun Yuyang said with a dry smile.

Lin Chengfeng was completely speechless, he walked to Jun Yichen and sat down opposite him, his sword eyebrows twisted slightly, and he said suspiciously: "Yichen, you faked the serious injury incident and framed the Blood Soul Palace, you want to..."

"You're missing a bit." Jun Yichen played with the white jade wrench in his hand.

"Which point?" Lin Chengfeng and Jun Yuyang asked at the same time.

"This king also pulled Dugu City into the water." Jun Yichen's tone was light.

"Why?" Lin Chengfeng was even more puzzled

"Want to know?" Jun Yichen hooked his lips evilly.

Lin Chengfeng nodded silently.

"Look at this game." Jun Yichen pointed to a game of chess pieces on the table.

"Ten Thousand Years Tribulation!" Lin Chengfeng was stunned.

Jun Yichen smiled evilly: "Well, as long as you win the white son, this king will tell you." ”

"I'll try." For the first time, Lin Chengfeng felt that his confidence was insufficient.

Seeing that Lin Chengfeng began to bow his head and think about it, Jun Yichen didn't bother, he turned his head to look at Jun Yuyang, who was still standing still, "Brother Huang, this king will take you to see someone." ”

"Who?" He immediately breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he wasn't told to fight for three hundred rounds, otherwise, he would only be abused throughout the whole process.

"You'll find out when you go." Jun Yichen didn't care whether he agreed or not, he turned around and walked directly to the back of the bamboo house.

"Alas! This person never knows what self-realization is. "No matter where he goes, he is swaggering in front of him, the prince of a country, and dragged to the point of hopelessness.

On the Qiyun Continent, only Xiao Ling can let him stop and follow step by step, other people~ For example, my father, like him, don't even think about it!