Golden Hook Casino.

Xia Yan continued to "monitor", but there was no useful information in the follow-up, but he did know the names of the three people.

The leader of the exotic is called Dugu Xiu.

The man in gray is also Dugu's, named Dugu Ying.

And the fat boss with a big belly is called Lao Jin.

After Duguying left, Xia Yan stopped "monitoring".

He tried to find the "Spring Valley", but found nothing, apparently... This is not a landmark force in the Spring Valley.

And after arresting Dugu Ying and then torture it, it is not worth it, after all, Dugu Ying will bring him continuous, follow-up, and important information, and now he kills just to ask for a location, isn't that killing chickens and eggs?

So, Xia Yan shook off his distracting thoughts, returned to the bottom of the lake, and continued to cultivate.

One night passed.

Nineteen stops, once again raised one stop, and reached the point of thirteen stops, and then two stops, you can reach the extreme of the "Heavenly Steps" realm...

At dawn, the boy stretched out his arms and lay comfortably in the futon, his eyelids sinking deeper and deeper and gradually closing with a strong sense of exhaustion.

...

...

Lunch.

At the side door of the palace, a fat man is standing with a young girl in a corner that cannot be reached by the satellite TV line.

The fat man is dressed in brocade clothes and has very thief eyes.

The girl is dressed in purple, with hanging eyes, and her whole body is full of charm.

These two people are Huo Junxiong, the son of General Huo's family, and An Mo, the widow of the Hou family of Boyang.

Speaking of this An Mo, it is also a legend, she was born in an opera troupe and is a dancer, but somehow, she actually had a way to marry herself into the Boyang Hou family, and was taken as a concubine by the elderly Boyang Houna.

What's even more legendary is that it didn't take long for Boyang Hou and his eldest lady to die of illness one after another, leaving only a two-year-old doll...

This An Mo is tea and tea, heavy in thought, and clever in means, defeating the opponent in the Hou Mansion in three times and dividing five by two, and sitting in the position of the helmsman of the Hou Mansion in Boyang, and at the same time becoming the adoptive mother of the two-year-old doll who is not her own, of course, the breastfeeding is from the nurse.

This status, placed in the royal family, is a proper "queen mother of the Son of Heaven".

It's just that An Mo knows her own situation deeply, and she is unwilling to be tied up by the identity of this "widow", so she is looking for a man everywhere, which can be described as an instant match after inadvertently contacting the third prince.

One wants to be next to a big tree, and the other is lustful and lewd, which is really a perfect match.

"Lao Huo, you say... Can we do that? ”

"It must be okay, my father went to the court this morning, and after retreating from the court, my father also specially looked for me, saying that the future son of heaven is the third highness nine times out of ten.

Now, the queen has put the matter of establishing the prince in the court to discuss...

My father said that since I have a good relationship with His Royal Highness, I can't loosen this relationship.

So, I thought hard about it and came up with this method. ”

"That's it?"

An Momei glanced at the dead pig on the side of the car that was decorated with colorful feathers, gold and jade beads and stones.

Huo Junxiong said: "This is called Sancai Quanfu Pig, it is a good gift for the bundle, His Royal Highness wants to apprentice, and he must also prepare a gift, isn't it?" ”

An Mo said: "But I... You're going to let me get into this pig's belly? ”

Huo Junxiong said: "Otherwise, you won't be able to see Your Highness, I can see it, Your Highness is now being looked at very dead, even in the winter hunting ground, I can't talk to you... That's the only way.

And I heard my father say that His Highness seems to like the dreamer of the dreamer... I also wrote a lovesick poem.

But how is this possible?

I know Your Highness.

His Highness likes a woman who can be subjugated by him..."

An Mo stretched her body softly, and said with a grin: "It's like a concubine." ”

Huo Junxiong nodded, he knew His Royal Highness, and he also knew this widow, this widow was sassy and crispy, and she could feed Her Highness by various means, so he agreed, and also regarded this widow as his "promotion rank", after all... The General's Mansion also has a dispute over the general's mansion, and he has to go ahead in order to inherit the general's mansion in the future.

Immediately, he said: "Dream Master's father is Zhao Wenxuan, the general who my father mentioned that he has changed color, His Royal Highness is with such a general, I'm afraid he can't even mention the lustful gall?" And how can you possibly like it?

This is someone imposing their will on the prince. As a friend, I must help His Highness. It's a help for him, and it's for ourselves. ”

An Mo suddenly wondered: "What kind of lovesickness did he write?" ”

Huo Junxiong opened his mouth and wanted to say a few words, but after only a few words, he couldn't continue.

"Aba, Aba... Aba...

Phew, Lao Tzu brought this poem and memorized a fart. ”

The fat man stopped pretending, took out a note from his arms, and read it.

An Mo didn't know much poetry, but she felt a little uncomfortable not saying something, so she said, "Ah... The winter wind is cold, and the frost and moon are bright. The snow comes and goes, and the jackdaws are frightened. This scenery is really well written, and it is the finishing touch of this word. This poem must have been written by His Royal Highness to the concubine. ”

The fat man said, "I think so too." ”

The two fell silent.

An Mo suddenly said a little uneasy: "Do you think Brother Bai will really disown me... In the past, he told me a lot of mountain alliances and sea vows. also played with the concubine with a lot of shameful ...... Oops~~"

She twisted her body and tightened her legs again.

"No, it won't." Huo Junxiong shook his head decisively, and then said, "Without further ado, you quickly enter the pig." Rest assured, this pig is coated with a lot of perfume, and there is no meat smell at all, which is guaranteed to be fragrant. ”

An Mo immediately took action, ripped open the pigskin from the side, and with a delicate shrinkage, he got into it.

Bone shrinking, jiu-jitsu, whatever, she couldn't be more proficient.

...

...

Two hours later...

Winter evenings always come early.

The red clouds stretched across the sky, and the fasting meal that helped nourish qi and blood was also served, and after it was quickly used up, it was carried down by the palace maid.

Inside, the sandalwood incense of the three Ning Gods was emitting vertical light smoke, and Xia Yan sat alone in the meditation room, just about to open the ghost domain to monitor those familiar places.

Suddenly, the door opened, and the column of smoke dispersed.

The girl in white had a cold face, stepped forward, landed on the young man's side, and said coldly: "Please punish Your Highness." ”

It's all of a sudden...

Xia Yan asked, "What's the matter?" ”

Bai Ma said in a calm tone: "Just now, the youngest son of General Huo's family wanted to see you, but I stopped him. He brought the Sancai Quanfu Pig, saying that it was for you as a gift... However, there was a woman hidden in the three-talented Quanfu pig. ”

Saying that, Bai Ma paused slightly, her fox eyes drooped slightly, like a blade, and then said slowly: "That woman is the little widow of the Hou family of Boyang, she may have an old relationship with His Royal Highness, but she is not right-minded, she is definitely not a good friend, let alone a good match, if she really serves by His Highness's side, it will definitely cause a big disaster... So, I took it upon myself to say that His Highness didn't see them and let them go. ”

Xia Yan: ......

He didn't expect this to happen this afternoon.

Bai Suli said coldly: "I am the escort of His Highness, but I am arrogant, please punish Your Highness!" ”

Xia Yan: ......

After a long time, he raised his head and said, "Assassination, gray mist, lonely is like experiencing two new lives...... I don't care about the past. Suri, you're doing a great job. ”

took the opportunity to brush up on a wave of goodwill, and at the same time emphasized that "he has been reborn, and it is really normal and reasonable for his personality to change greatly".

Bai Ma's cold expression softened again, obviously she didn't expect the young man in front of her to say this, so she said softly: "When the academy is coming, Your Highness will study hard and be a good emperor...... On General Meng's side, I will keep an eye on it, and if there is any movement, I will tell His Highness. ”

With that, she turned and hurried away.

Bai Yan closed the palace door, went to bed, put down the gauze tent, and then began to quickly explore the scene of the imperial palace and the imperial city.

Soon, his eyes fell on a fat man in brocade and a girl in purple who were pushing a cart.

This is exactly Huo Junxiong and An Mo.

The two had already left the palace and walked to the imperial city.

And because General Huo's Mansion and Boyanghou Mansion are both in the imperial city, the two of them don't need to worry about not being able to leave the imperial city at night.

"Why doesn't Sima Bai see us?"

"Don't say it... I see it. He used to be a prodigal prince, and he didn't plan to inherit the throne, so he was able to mess with us, and we tried our best to convince him, he gave him whatever he wanted, and even got him village medicine.

But he is now the prince, the future emperor. And we're just old sludge on the hem of his clothes, and it's too late for him to shake it off...... How can you see us again. ”

An Mo's fist clenched slightly.

The fat man glanced at her fist and said, "Don't do anything stupid... If you continue to make trouble, you will be killed. ”

An Mo sighed lightly and asked, "Do you still have any hope of being in charge of the General's Mansion?" ”

The fat man laughed self-deprecatingly: "It's gone, there's no hope..."

An Momei had hatred in her eyes and said, "I'm unwilling!" ”

The fat man said: "It's useless to be unwilling... That's the reality. ”

An Mo said: "Just because... I'm a dancer with no background, and you're a concubine without family support? ”

The fat man let out a "huh", and then let out a desolate laugh, "Just because of this, of course because of this, is there anything else?" Where is my eldest brother better than me?

Forget it, don't talk about it, tomorrow I'll go to play in the hook fence, since there is no hope of inheritance, then be a gentleman, but it will be better to live. ”

Xia Yan looked at the two silently.

He didn't find the Spring Valley last night, and today the last piece of the puzzle is complete.

The little widow is a dancing girl with no background, and the fat man is the concubine of the general's mansion, after a little choice, he decided to go to the former first, because... Without a background, there will be no trouble.

At the same time, he had a gut feeling that perhaps... Here comes his "eyes".

...

...

Late at night.

Boyang Hou Mansion.

The red candles are swaying, and the warm fragrance fills the house.

The little widow was dressed in red, with her hair scattered, and drank wine one after another, "It's not easy... I finally fell in love with that highness, why is this happening?

Why do this to me?

If I, An Mo, come to power one day, I will definitely kill all the men in the world who once looked down on me!

Since Your Highness can't do it, then I have to hook up with another one.

If you can't be young, then lead to some old things. ”

She was drunk and muttered softly, and suddenly there was some cold air in her heart, and the candle flame in the room swayed, and the little widow turned her head sharply, but saw a huge black shadow standing in the corner of the wall at some point.

The black shadow was carrying a rusty and terrifying heavy armor, and the whole body was tightly protected, only a pair of pupils as deep as an abyss, the soul was calm, and the cold air was pressing, making people feel a kind of overlook from the top of the food chain, like a traveler meeting a tiger in the suburbs, like a deserter encountering a killing god who haunts his body on the battlefield.