Text Chapter 3: King Yong'an
Not only did he not breathe, but he also poured a cup of tea and took a sip quite calmly.
"Qing Yu, you're quite capable." Pulling his lips, Qingbei came to a sentence without being salty.
"Well, it's fine." Qing Yu didn't have much reaction, after all, recruiting women to like this kind of physique has been profoundly reflected in the previous life, the deity of this body is simply more dazzling than her in the previous life, and it has not fully grown, and after two years, the facial features have grown, and that is the really terrible time.
When Qingbei wanted to say something more, he suddenly heard a burst of cheers from below.
Looking down through the half-open window, the mighty army not far away came from far and near, and the sound of horses' hooves was unusually neat.
The first person, about forty years old, has handsome and heroic facial features, and has a mature and vicissitudes of charm, which particularly attracts the attention of these middle-aged women.
He is the King of Yong'an who is above one person and under ten thousand people, and the righteous brother of Emperor Qinglan, Yansu.
"Congratulations to the triumphant return of King Yong'anβ"
Someone took the lead in shouting such a sentence, and then the people on the street knelt on the ground one after another, and at a glance, they were all black heads.
"Heh, this pomp is about to catch up with the emperor." Qing Yu pulled her lips and said disapprehantly.
Yan Su is not in Kyoto all the year round, and most of the things in the palace are handed over to the princess to take care of, in all fairness, he is not bad for every child, and there is no particularly big difference in treatment, but after all, he can't take care of it all the time, except for Yan Xicheng, who is by his side, he has to pay more attention to it.
Qingbei suddenly became a waste person who could only rely on a wheelchair, Qingyu changed from an innocent and lively girl to a cowardly and fearful person, in the final analysis, it has nothing to do with him, if it weren't for his acquiescence, that woman would dare to stretch out such a long hand?
This account can't be counted like this.
Xu was because her gaze was too strong and burning, even if it was still a distance, Yan Su felt it, but he couldn't see the owner of the sight anymore when he looked up.
Yan Su's army slowly moved from far to near, and the young man riding a red-brown BMW behind him was Yan Xicheng, handsome and masculine, with righteous eyebrows and eyes, this person also had a very good reputation in Kyoto, and his popularity was excellent.
Just when everyone was looking forward to the man sitting on the tall horse, a group of people came in front of them, and several luxurious soft sedan chairs were carried behind them.
"King Yong'an, General Yan, you are back, Your Majesty has already been waiting in the palace, please enter the palace with the miscellaneous family!" The first middle-aged man wearing a red palace robe with a white face and beard leaned over and saluted.
Yan Su looked slightly stunned, although he wondered why the emperor was in such a hurry to summon him into the palace for something, but he didn't say much, and the deputy general behind him gave a few words, and got off the sedan chair with Yan Xicheng.
Yansu and the others walked away, and the rest of the army then divided into two routes, one side went to the Yong'an Palace, and the other side followed in the direction of the palace.
Leaving the people confused, they exchanged heads and talked about each other.
"King Yong'an was called into the palace as soon as he came back, did something big happen again?"
"This has just put the border side in order, is there going to be a war again?"
"Don't guess, even if we fight, we are not afraid, when did King Yongan lose a battle."
"That's ......"
Qing Yu withdrew his eyes, but saw that the young man sitting opposite frowned, not knowing what he was thinking, and then reached out and flicked his forehead vigorously, "Come back to your senses." β
Qingbei took a breath of cold air and glared at her angrily, "What are you doing!" β
"Everyone is gone, still watch." Qing Yu sneered, ignoring his cold face, "I thought it would be fun, it's really boring." He then got up from his chair and walked slowly downstairs.
"Where are you going?" Qingbei thought that he came out with her, and he hadn't come out for many years, so it was safer to follow her.
Qing Yu went out from the back door of Yunlai Pavilion, and the young man behind him was wondering why she was so familiar with this place, and when she followed her downstairs through a door in the next second, she was stupid on the spot.
"Young Master Qing, you're here, people really don't want to think about tea and food when they don't see you these days." A coquettish female voice came, followed by a fragrant breeze, Qing Yu subconsciously dodged to the side, and the pink figure pounced into the arms of the young man behind him.
Qingbei is a young man who is clear and moony, and does not eat fireworks in the world, he has been obsessed with cleanliness since he was a child, and he doesn't like to contact people, but now he is hugged by such a woman of unknown origin who is full of fat and powder, and that handsome face suddenly changed and changed like a palette.
The hand under the sleeve unconsciously brought a bit of internal strength, wanting to shake her away.
After six years of getting along, Qing Yu didn't know this kid's temperament, raised his eyebrows lightly, grabbed the woman's arm and pulled her down, and said with a smile, "The little goblin who is full of lies, since he doesn't want to think about me, can he still hug the wrong person?" β
Although the woman was dressed up in a fancy, her face was really charming and moving, and her eyebrows and eyes were full of sultry charm.
was pinched her chin and raised her head in this semi-forced posture, the woman was not only annoyed, but a faint flush appeared on her cheeks, and she leaned into her arms coquettishly, "I hate it, who let you not catch other people's ~"
"This is blaming me, then I won't dare to come next time." Qing Yu smiled helplessly.
"You thief, I don't want to be responsible for messing with me." The woman's eyes widened, and she looked unyielding.
Qingbei is completely stupid.
Isn't Unraikaku a well-known teahouse in Kyoto?
Why is its backyard an independent space formed by green, building, brothel, and courtyard!
Everywhere are the women with the bare breasts and the breasts exposed and the prostitutes with lewd faces everywhere, I can't see it!!
What makes him even more unacceptable is why Qing Yu looks like he often comes here? He can still flirt with another woman so casually, what kind of world?!
Qingbei felt that the smart head he had always been proud of was suddenly insufficient.
"Oh, what a handsome little brother, look at the noodles, let's play for the first time~" There are already several idle women over there who are eyeing Qingbei, who looks so good and looks completely ignorant and simple, which makes a group of women who have always been like wolves and tigers even more itchy, and they are about to stretch out their claws to him.
Where has Qingbei seen this battle, he didn't react for a while, forgot to dodge, and the woman's hand was about to touch his chest.
"Presumptuous." The lazy magnetic male voice slowly came from a certain direction, not big, but it made the atmosphere suddenly and eerily quiet.