What a taciturn nobleman.

It's completely different from the boss's crazy look.

It's a little similar, just sitting there, you have an outstanding temperament and full aura.

The proprietress rarely mentions Fang Zilan in front of outsiders.

That person is indeed a friend of the proprietress .

Thinking of this, Erya took the pot of wine that the proprietress had treasured for many years, and walked over, "You are a friend of the proprietress and a friend of Erya, it's cold outside, drink a glass of wine to warm up." ”

Before the man could raise his glass, he just smelled, "Is there an almond cake?" ”

The second girl was startled, and the action of pouring wine stopped.

When the proprietress drinks this wine, she always makes a plate of almond cake at night, which she says is the essence of Chaohua wine.

In the ten years of the Sunset Inn, the proprietress did not mention it to anyone except her.

He even knew?

Could it be the boss's little lover?

No, the proprietress only loves Fang Zilan alone.

It should be a good friend of the proprietress when she was young.

But why didn't the proprietress even mention it?

Erya shook her head, "I tried to learn from the proprietress to do it, but I was clumsy and didn't learn it." ”

The man drank a glass of wine, as if he was reminiscing about the mellow aroma of the wine, and was silent for a long time before putting down the cup, "This Chaohua wine has been put for a long time, but it is a little bitter." ”

Erya had never drunk alcohol, and she was afraid of getting drunk, so she only took a small sip and smacked her mouth, "I only tasted mellow, not bitter." ”

She thought she might not have a flair for wine tasting.

The man asked her again, "Liniang, how did you die?" ”

After many years, calling her name again is a little rusty.

Erya stared at the wine in the cup with her eyes down, and drank it all, "Boss, she is good at everything, there are thousands of men chasing her in the world, but she only loves Fang Zilan......"

Chaohua was very drunk, and after drinking a glass, Erya was dizzy, and told the proprietress what she did in Pingyang.

Erya has always known that how can a person with a dead heart come to the end of his life, when the revenge is avenged, the vine pulling the boss lady will be broken, she just didn't expect it to be so soon.

It wasn't until the little fairy said that the proprietress wore a red shirt and married Fang Zilan in the Yingxian Temple, which could be regarded as a wish, and she knelt in front of the ashes, that she really let go.

As soon as she spoke, the man was stunned.

To get revenge on him?

Liniang was drugged, so they couldn't rush over to save Ayan.

He knew it too late to hate them for years.

But Fang Zilan just felt stunned, without a trace of heartache, and even regret was only for a moment.

He came to this world again and again, and when he saw his beloved lying in a pool of blood, his heart would not hurt for a long time.

The little girl was drunk and fell asleep on the table.

A dark shadow flashed outside the door, and then the door of the inn was pushed open, and the only remaining strangulation army walked in, respectfully saluting Fang Zi Lan Shili, "Lord, the royal king has sent the second prince to find the traces of the little prince, and he will reach Jiangnan in a few days." ”

Fang Zilan stared at the medicine box placed on the wooden cabinet and ordered, "You take a few people up the mountain and level Pingyang City." ”

He had brought the medicine box, but he still kept it.

The strangulation army did not dare to delay, and took people to Pingyang that night and killed everyone.

The rich smell of blood can be smelled at the bottom of the mountain.

The night was lit up by firelight, and the smoke was cascading and covering the green hills.

What Fang Zilan has to do is to keep Liangzhou, so that it is possible to take Song Yan's life into her own hands.

In this life, he also has an identity, the owner of the Twelve Immortal Tower, the Twelve Immortals.

This time, he has to protect Song Yan no matter what, even if he ruins the world, he has to strangle people or things that are not good for Song Yan in the cradle.

Before the Twelve Immortals became obsessed with the tomb robbery series, he was an out-and-out gangster, a ruffian, and he was a school bully from elementary school to college, and of course he was the school grass.

Where have I read what novels.

I just wanted to see a snow, and I walked a cemetery with someone, and I crossed in a daze.

He only knew that every ten years on February 25, there would be a goose feather snow in Liangzhou, and there would be a full moon in the sky during the day.

He was here for the second time and found out.

The Twelve Immortals wanted to hold the doomed Liangzhou in his hands this time, and he wanted to try to take Song Yan back.

And revenge.

Yong'an Hou was in such a hurry to collect the city defense map, just to make Liangzhou turbulent and lure him to appear.

In the second life, he came to this world, and in the face of the twelve immortals who were burned alive by Ayan, he was too crazy and had the posture of destroying the world.

He just wanted to ruin the world, carrying a basket of gunpowder developed overnight from the university dormitory, and crossed over again, landing in Liangzhou.

Just in time for the day when God was in the wind to repel the army of thirty thousand.

At that time, he hated it to the limit, killed the red eye, blew up Liangzhou City by himself, destroyed too many places, and most of them couldn't remember.

It also killed Emperor Linfeng.

He has been stared at by Yong'an Hou for many years.

But there is nothing he regrets more than this.

In the first life, he was still Fang Zilan, a rich son-in-law, but the robbers who kidnapped him on the street were not robbers but robbers.

Fortunately, the emperor returned triumphantly, pulled his bow and shot an arrow through the head of the robber leader, and saved him at the gate of Yong'an.

Every time the Twelve Immortals come through and come, what has happened will not change, and Emperor Linfeng is still dead.

And he did exist, and there are traces of him everywhere.

The people who have known him well, the deeper the obsession with him, the more real the appearance in the memory.

However, most people only remembered his name, and his appearance was wiped clean.

And the obsession of the Twelve Immortals is Song Yan.

The order of the three generations is in the year of Song Yan's weak crown, the year of Xuan, and the year of Gong.

In his story, only Song Yan's age is regressing.

Therefore, Song Yan never remembered him.

The Twelve Immortals felt that it was better not to remember, and Song Yan was too painful every time he died.

He just remembers.

In my memory, every time Song Yan died, it was sent by the current empress Chu Jiujiu to send Song Yan.

Then to kill Chu Jiuyue, he is imperative.

Chu Jiuyue's face, even if it turns to ashes, the twelve immortals know it.

On that day, he recognized it at a glance.

In the palace, Yong'an Hou tightly guarded Chu Jiu, and he never let go of even a single mosquito.

And this time he didn't bring anything.

On that day of the Flower God Festival, when he saw Chu Jiu leaving the palace, he had murderous intentions at that time.

But when I heard the words that the girl spoke, it was not like the absurdity and cruelty of the people.

Even the emperor began to protect Chu Jiujiu.

He was ashamed of the emperor, so he cared for the emperor since he was a child, and became his only trusted friend when he came and went.

He went to Jiangnan this time, and he also wanted to borrow Baili Xi's hand to get rid of Chu Jiujiu.

After all, his purpose is only Liangzhou.

The longer the wine is put on the flowers, the stronger the wine becomes, thinking about it a lot, the twelve immortals are a little tired, he closed his eyes, raised his fingertips and rubbed his temples, he always felt that someone was staring at him, he raised his eyes and looked at the second floor, and saw Su Qingran squatting and tilting his head to look at him.

Stupid?

Her face was ruined by Gu worms?

What Su Qingran cares about most is that face, in the end, she is willing to give everything for the sake of fashion.

He was thinking about it, Su Qingran smiled at him stupidly, gestured to the key in his hand, and withdrew it in his arms with a vigilant face, like a child, holding candy and teasing it without giving it to others.

Meet the key to the Doctor's Pavilion.

There was no emotional change on the breezy face under the hat, and he had no intention of setting foot in Pingyang again.

At this moment, whether it is his medical hall or Binh Duong, it should be emptied.

The Twelve Immortals stood up, looked in Su Qingran's direction for three seconds, and turned to leave.

He only wanted to go back and say goodbye to Song Yan, the kid in the province was cranky, these days, as long as he returned late at night, he would be tossed and turned, and he could only rub his waist and wrap around the bed on the second day.

Thinking that Song Yan was still waiting for him, the Twelve Immortals couldn't help but raise the corners of their mouths and galloped away on a red horse.

——

Chu Jiujiu didn't know that the fellow he was thinking about was not dead, not only did he not die, but he also planned to eradicate her.

Chen An, who was carried by the emperor, woke up halfway to Lufu when the rain stopped.

After waking up, Chen An's miserable little face was barely dyed with a layer of red.

Where did he dare to let the regent carry it, and where did he dare to let His Majesty carry it.

Immediately scurried down, saying that he was much better.

Chu Jiujiu saw that there was no way, so he could only follow his wishes, thinking that when he arrived in Lufu, he would let Chen An have a good rest.

At this time, the group was standing at the door of Lufu, staring at the seal posted on the door.

Chu Jiujiu felt apprehensive in his heart.

"Husband, I'm going to tear it up."

The words fell, and he ran over in three or two steps.

The door that had fallen into disrepair for many years was pushed open.

Make a squeaky sound.

The once flowery and intoxicating Deer Mansion can only be described as bleak at this time.

Faintly mottled bloodstains could be seen, Chu Jiujiu felt apprehensive in her heart, and she glanced back at the young man in green shirt.

The tail of the young man's eyes was already red, Chu Jiujiu mustered up the courage to walk over, it wasn't her who did it, but she still had a weak heart, "Husband, I ......"

She didn't know what to say for a moment to comfort Lusheng.

Lu Sheng clenched his hands in his sleeves, endured the surging hatred of the dark tide, and said indifferently: "The house is simple, I'm afraid you won't be used to it, there is an inn in the south of the Yangtze River, and the layout is elegant." He raised his hand to the east: "Just go through this alley." ”

did not kill Chu Jiujiu to avenge the Lu family.

How did he have the face to go home?

I don't dare to go back to my home.

Chu Jiujiu thought that Lu Sheng was reluctant to let himself step in, "Husband, I can go to the guest house, but you can go home by walking a few steps forward, go in and have a look." ”

She won't go in?

Are you afraid that he will not be happy?

Lu Sheng was stunned, and unexpectedly came up with the idea that Chu Jiu would be sad, "If Madam doesn't dislike it, then go in." ”

Then, he turned around and bowed, "I have snubbed you." ”

He was a salute to the emperor.

But the words are addressed to all.

Emperor Ci directly expressed with his actions, he didn't mind at all, and walked straight in.

He stood with his hands tied, stood in front of the main hall, and said lightly with thin lips, "The officialdom is up and down, I don't know how long I want to stay in Jiangnan, clean up, it's more comfortable here than the inn." ”

Chen An had already brought a bucket of water, his body was still a little weak, he took small steps, sprinkled the water shallowly all the way, and shouted excitedly: "The slave went to fetch water just now, and saw the dignified and beautiful magnolia flowers in the backyard, do you want to take your son to see it?" ”

Chu Jiujiu saw that Chen An was sweating on his forehead, and hurriedly trotted over to take the barrel in his hand, but Chen An raised his little hand and gently blocked it, "Miss, the slave is really fine, and the slave wants to say, where the young lady is in the future, where is the slave's home." ”

The boy's small face was fleshy, and his eyes were full of smiles without a trace of impurities.

Chu Jiujiu touched his head, and his tone was very long, "Okay." ”

Thinking of the magnolia flowers blooming in the backyard, Chu Jiujiu's afterglow fell on Lu Sheng.

At first, my heart throbbed for Lu Sheng to let her into the house, but I could see the ground and the window lattice...... Mottled blood stains can be seen everywhere.

There wasn't much blood in every spot, but it was glaring enough.

The white magnolia flower is planted by everyone in Lufu for the deer.

She wanted to take him to see it, but she didn't dare.

And Lu Sheng is like a statue, standing in place, his eyes sweeping over every part of the house, loaded with his most wanton time.

She looked at him like this, and when she saw Lu Shengyu's eyelashes dyed with mist, she bent her eyes with a deep smile.

Chu Jiuyue unconsciously hooked the corners of his lips and cleaned up inside and out with everyone.

Mo Li made a light effort, drove the carriage over in the blink of an eye, and shouted inside: "Brother! Can you come and condescend to help me. ”

Emperor Ci glanced at Mo Li, the young man was carrying a big wooden box, carrying a big burden, half of his body was blocked tightly, his hands were shaking, he chuckled, immediately turned around and didn't see it, continued to wipe the door, and responded rather casually, "I'm busy, I'm not free." ”

Get.

It is impossible for his brother to condescend to his dignity.

Just when Mo Li gritted his teeth and moved for the second time, he saw that his brother's eyes were always revolving around Chu Jiujiu.

Mo Li looked at him resentfully, leaned over and whispered, "Brother, you just go over and stare directly, so far away, I'm worried that your eyesight is limited." ”

Emperor Ci glanced over, Mo Li automatically closed his mouth, and listened to his brother's quibble, "I'm staring at Gu Changsheng." ”

The devil believes in you.

Mo Li didn't dare to say, hooked his nose, and continued to carry his luggage.

Gu Changsheng stayed behind Chu Jiujiu obediently, and wherever his sister went to prune the flower branches, he would go.

It had been a long time since he had cleared his mind and relaxed.

In the courtyard, the girl wore a vermilion cherry gown and embellished it, and her charming little face smiled sweetly and movingly.

Emperor Ci will always look at her inadvertently, his eyes are full of surging feelings, and he feels that he has developed a habit after watching for a long time, but when the girl turned his head to look at him, the two collided, but he drooped down his dark peach blossom eyes, pretending to wipe the door frame calmly, but he didn't know that the roots of his ears were already red, and love was suppressed everywhere.

Chu Jiujiu suddenly frowned and said, "Emperor Ci, you have been staring at a door frame for a long time, is there anything that is difficult to clean up on it?" Do you want me to help you? ”

The girl said seriously, put down the dead leaves in her hand, and had the posture of coming over to help.

Everyone thought that the emperor would refuse.

That's the regent, how can he not even get a piece of door frame.

"Come here, I can't wipe it clean alone." The emperor's voice is lazy, and the tail note is magnetic and seductive.

Chu Jiujiu's heart was tingling with his voice, and he didn't think much about it, thinking that he really couldn't wipe it clean, so he nodded softly and responded: "Hmm, okay." ”

Mo Li: "Brother ......, it deserves to be you."

Chen An: "!! "Is it a delusion? The regent is so proactive?

Gu Changsheng: "......"

Liuyu, who was hanging the sky blue gauze tent, moved in her hands, Ah Ci cared about Chu Jiujiu, she was about to go crazy with jealousy, but she adjusted her emotions at an astonishing speed, and soon regained her composure and continued to hang the gauze tent.

Lu Sheng, who understood the prince's thoughts, was unwilling to face the displeasure in his heart, he would kill Chu Jiuyue sooner or later.

What about the prince, will he stop him? Will they also face each other?

Thinking like this, he has already walked under the magnolia flower.