And the person holding his legs and wearing a cloak is the unlucky prince who was temporarily defeated in the battle between the two tigers, the current Han King Xie Mengxia.

She opened her mouth, this scene is too weird, King Han is lustful, as we all know, Mo Fei, she shook her head, she saw something that should not be seen, she will not be killed.

She involuntarily glanced at the leg a few more times, and I have to say that the leg is long and straight, and it can be called a leg from the neck down, which can be angry with a supermodel.

She couldn't help but wonder how she had endured it in the first place.

Leng Linjiang reacted very quickly, twitched the corners of his mouth, rushed to Han Changdui, took off his cloak and tied it around his waist, covered his seductive legs, and helped King Han up again, and gave a deep salute: "Your Highness, the minister heard that there was a small man who was in Pingkangfang, so he rushed over, disturbed His Highness, and asked His Highness for forgiveness." ”

Yao Ji also came back to her senses, this scene was not suitable for her to stay, her life was not guaranteed after staying for a long time, so she hurriedly followed the officials and scattered in all directions, guarding both ends of the alley, and strictly prohibiting idle people from approaching.

Xie Mengxia held Leng Linjiang's hand and stood firmly, and said in shock: "What is my cousin doing, what are you polite to me, it's okay, it's okay, it's so late, isn't my cousin on duty." ”

Leng Linjiang pursed his lips and smiled, very painful: "Yes, I'm going to go back, Your Highness, the minister ordered someone to send you back to the palace." ”

Xie Mengxia nodded, turned his head to look at Han Changdui with a dead face, he picked up someone's pants, although he didn't mean it, but he couldn't say nothing at all, in case Han Changdui couldn't think of wiping his neck because of this, wouldn't it be his sin, he patted Han Changdu's shoulder as if he was appeased, and said apologetically: "Jiuchao, today's matter, I can't stand you, Ming'er, Ming'er, I'll set a table for you, give you a shock, it's not compensation, you must not hate me because of this matter." ”

Revenge, this is definitely revenge, in the Lonely Bamboo Pavilion, he stirred up the good things of King Han, and King Han deliberately ripped off his pants to make him embarrassed.

Han Changdui was annoyed and ashamed, and it was not good to attack on the spot, so he forcibly suppressed his anger, and almost held back his internal injuries: "Your Highness is too worried, and you have tormented the minister, and the minister will never dare to hold a grudge against Your Highness, there is no need to drink, the minister is not good at drinking." ”

It's not that I don't know how to hold grudges, but I don't dare to hold grudges, and I don't dare to blatantly put my hatred on my lips, but I can quietly keep my hatred in my heart, and when the time comes, I stab a cold knife in the back to vent my anger.

Xie Mengxia's cheeks twitched, he knew Han Changdu's temperament too well, it was a well-known punishment, and if there was a vengeance, he would take revenge that year, and he would never keep it for the New Year.

He choked up for a moment, and his attitude was more amiable: "Don't, cousin, I really feel that I can't stand you, you are the same as Yungui, you are my cousin, and I treat you with the same heart." ”

Han Changdui glanced at King Han: "Your Highness, how can the minister compare with Leng Shaoyin, Leng Shaoyin is a blood relative of His Highness, the minister is just a distant relative, Your Highness don't have to laugh, the minister will be interrogated tonight, if Your Highness is fine, the minister will retire first." ”

For such a person who didn't eat oil and salt, Xie Mengxia also felt that he had nowhere to go, and he had nothing to say, so he had to nod politely: "Okay, Young Envoy Han has worked hard." ”

Han Changwan didn't even glance at Leng Linjiang, greeted many internal guards who were watching the excitement, picked up Hu Ji and the others who were numb in their limbs, and turned around and walked towards the door.

"Eh, eh." Xie Mengxia shouted behind him: "Young Envoy Han, that, those three orchids, after the trial, send them back to me with all the mustaches and tails." ”

Han Changdui paused, didn't look back, didn't say anything.

was stripped of his pants by King Han, and he wanted him to send the beauty to the East Palace, what did he think, he sent it, did King Han dare to ask for it, he wished that he would be full of poison on the beauty, and whoever was unlucky to poison him.

Yao Qi watched Han Changdui approach, walked past her, and then walked away, she didn't squint, her two long legs kept shaking in front of her eyes, and her ears were slightly hot.

It's over, she won't be able to look directly at Han Changdui in the future, and she will have to torture the dead on the way to Yumen Pass.

This wing room is not large, the blue brick floor has been polished for many years, and there is a half-old spacious Hu bed on the wall, and a thin felt carpet is spread on the black old wood.

Han Changwan sat on the Hu bed with his legs crossed, holding a roll in one hand and holding his knees in the other, in the middle of the night, the lights of a bean were a little dim, he was sleepy, energetic, annoyed and angry.

The person who wanted to be arrested was caught, and the things he wanted to ask were also asked, but the person who didn't want to be lost was also lost in Pingkangfang, and so many people saw it.

It is said that the officials in Jingzhao Mansion are all big-mouthed, especially Leng Linjiang and Yao Qi, who are the leaders in the big-mouthed.

As soon as it dawned tomorrow, the fact that he was stripped of his pants by the King of Han spread all over Chang'an City.

The face and the lining are all gone.

Han Changdui jumped off the bed with a carp, since he was leaving, why not leave early, and avoid the ugly rumors.

Besides, there has never been a shortage of rumors in Chang'an City, and he will change one in three or five days, and a few months later, he came back from Yumen Pass.

Thinking about this matter, Han Changdui simply didn't sleep, neatly packed up his bags, and sent an internal guard to Jingzhao Mansion to send a letter to Yao Qi.

Han Changdui took a sip of tea, his face slightly gloomy.

Tonight's incident, not only is King Han so embarrassed to pick his pants, but also very strange.

Half a month ago, the internal guard came to report that the King of Han disguised himself, took Zhiyun and a few guards out of the city, followed all the way, and found that the King of Han and his party were taking the official road to Yumen Pass.

Hearing the news at that time, Han Changwan was still very curious, he didn't know what kind of wind King Han was smoking, he wanted to go to the Western Regions for a walk, could it be that he wanted to buy a few orchids and come back.

Han Changwan rubbed his eyebrows.

The king of Han went out of the city, and there was no news of returning to the city, so where did the king of Han who appeared at night come from.

These two Han kings, there must be one true and one false, he can see clearly, the Han king at night is undoubtedly true, so the Han king who went out of the city must be a fake.

Who sent this fake Han king, and what did he send it out for?

Han Changdui rubbed his eyebrows again in distress, and ordered an internal guard to keep an eye on the East Palace.

When Yao received the letter, he was covered with goose feathers on the bed, snow-white and soft, like a heavy snowfall.

The chapter on the wax pill was intact, Yao Qi pinched it hard, the wax pill shattered, and two words were written on a small piece of paper: Tomorrow morning.

She let out a wail and smashed her back on the large feathers, which flew up.

How could it be in advance, revenge, it must be revenge, today she saw him embarrassed, he wanted to start torturing her early.

What a mean ghost who will repay him, and he can't live this day.

Yao Qi burned the letterhead and compacted the goose feathers, it seemed that he couldn't finish the goose feathers before leaving, so he could only keep them on the road and slowly clean them up.

She followed the list she had already made and rechecked her packed bags.

In the morning mist, the rolling Qilian Mountains meet the sky, dark green, light green, golden, and snow-white colors are all melted into the morning mist, and the colorful colors are stained with wet water vapor.

A convoy of cars walked along the mountain road that countless people had stepped out of, winding forward, and the rutting sound was very loud, like a thunderclap, exploding in the quiet mountain.

There was a black shadow flashing in the Qilian Mountains, like a beast and a man.

The convoy carried a lot of goods, but it didn't go fast, and the guards were not alert, and they didn't notice anything unusual in the mountains.

There are dozens of people hidden in the dense forest, including Hu and Han, who hide their sturdy figures by means of half-human-tall weeds.

The eyes of these people all followed the convoy, and they paid attention for a long time, and some of them were not strong enough, so they chirped and drooled.

It's not that they haven't seen the world, it's that the world in front of them is really a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Three carts with soft gold mud on the roof, dozens of half-human-high Nanmu cages, and fierce knife guards.

This is a proper high-end configuration of the big fat sheep.

The fiercest boy with saliva wiped his mouth, approached the leading man, and said angrily: "Big boss, do you do it." ”

The group of people hiding in the forest was a one-eyed man in his forties, with a black cloth on one eye and a sharp and vicious look in the other, like a vulture.

He didn't speak, but turned his head to look at a somewhat literate Lang Jun beside him, and asked politely: "Second brother, when do you see when to do it." ”

It seems that this urbane Lang Jun is the second leader in this group, with a high nose and deep eyes that look like a Hu person, but his lips and jaw look like Han people, his eyes are light, his eyes are resolute and deep, and he looks more than ten years younger than the big boss.

If the big boss is the fierce and aggressive vulture, then the second boss is the scheming goshawk.

The second master clenched his fists: "Let's do it, after finishing this ticket, it is good to let the boys live in peace." ”

The big boss waved his hand, and everyone behind him descended the mountain like a tiger, hula and surrounded the convoy.

The knife-carrying guards were a little caught off guard, and their footsteps started a battle outside the convoy in a panic.

The drooling boy came out of the crowd and slammed the rusty knife on the ground, choking him with the dust: "Oh, I drove this road, I planted this tree, if you want to live ...... from now on"

It's over, I forgot the words.

"Leave the money to buy the road." Before the kid could remember the words, the coachman in the cart threw down his whip and answered with a smile.

The big boss slapped the kid on the back of the head and scolded: "You useless thing, you can't memorize these words, you can just eat, what's the use of you." ”

The onlookers bowed their heads in shame.

He's not bad, he can still memorize three sentences, and if he replaces them, he won't be able to recognize all the words.

The big boss took the big knife, pointed at the coachman and scolded: "Don't talk nonsense, if you want to live, hand over all the gold and silver on your body." ”

The wind was strong in the mountains, and a gust of wind blew, overturning the coachman's hat, revealing a persimmon face, which was the persimmon face of Zheyun.