Chapter 12: Intrigues

Hearing that Yin Yin was coming, Zhao Yan couldn't help the excitement in his heart, and hurriedly sat upright and slapped the Qinglong who was feasting.

"Pay attention to the impact."

Not to mention the flower wine of this Tibetan Spring Pavilion, I don't know how much better it is than the catering of the palace guards.

Qinglong ate with relish, and always thought that he must eat the two ingots of silver.

The bead curtain moved slightly, and a girl in green clothes, Ling Bo, walked slowly into the Fengyue Pavilion.

Qinglong had a lion's head meatball in his mouth, and before he could chew it, he was stunned by the shocking appearance of the beauty in front of him.

"Yinyin?"

Is this Yin Yin, Zhao Yan was shocked at the first sight of this woman, even if the current empress Jiang Lingyue stood in front of Yin Yin, she couldn't help but fade a lot.

"Hehe, Grandma specially instructed Yin Yin, saying that there is a son who admires Yin Yin waiting here, and Yin Yin doesn't dare to slack off to meet her son."

Yin Yin stretched out her long sleeves and half-covered her lips and said slowly.

"Presumably this son has been waiting for a long time, right?"

The sound of nature, tactful like a yellow warbler, crisp like a spring, makes people listen to it pleasing to the eye, and the spirit is uplifted.

"It's Xiao Ke, who has long been known for a long time, and he came to see him from thousands of miles away."

Zhao Yan was stupid, even if he was a future person who was used to watching the world's supermodels on TV, he couldn't stop Yin Yin's smile from looking back.

"Childe came from afar, bumpy and tired, or drink the wine of the Spring Pavilion first, this is famous all over the world."

Yin Yin said, holding a turbid wine with her own hand and sending it to Zhao Yan's lips.

A pair of small hands emitted a faint orchid fragrance, which drilled straight into Zhao Yan's nostrils.

Faced with the appointment of beautiful women, Zhao Yan lost all his immunity.

Unconsciously, Zhao Yan drank several glasses in a row, and the turbid wine entered his abdomen, and he suddenly felt a stream of heat, igniting all organs in his body like a flowing fire.

In an instant, Zhao Yan felt unbearable heat all over his body, and the things in the Hidden Spring Pavilion really lived up to their reputation.

That's not right, Lao Tzu is here to look for memories, not to pick up girls.

Zhao Yan also felt that something was wrong, how did he fall into the trap dug for him by the beauty from the beginning?

"Childe, the good day is gone, why don't we rest here."

Belch?

That's too fast, right?

Straight into the knife with a single knife, how can it give Zhao Yan the feeling that he is not here to recruit prostitutes, but more like the geisha from the Tibetan Spring Pavilion who took the initiative to get him.

It's just that at this time, Zhao Yan felt dizzy, and his body seemed to have been hit by some kind of strange poison, and he was weak and powerless, even if he had the heart to resist, he was powerless to do it.

Turning his head to look at Qinglong again, Qinglong was already asleep at this time.

He fell to the ground like a dead pig.

"You, you're not Yinyin?"

Zhao Yan felt deceived, and angrily pierced the trick of the beautiful woman opposite.

"Childe, am I not beautiful?"

The beauty danced with long sleeves, and at the same time as the sleeves were crossed, an inexplicable fragrance was like a faint bluegrass, which made Zhao Yan fall into a stupor.

"Childe, Childe."

I don't know how long it took, Zhao Yan heard someone calling his name in a daze.

It was still the familiar orchid that made Zhao Yan immediately alert.

He actually got up with a spirit.

Subconsciously felt out of his waist to defend himself, ready to deal a fatal blow to the enemy who framed him.

But the picture in front of him suddenly put him in a dilemma.

A beautiful woman from the Western Regions, with blond hair and blue eyes, wearing a long gown in the Western Regions, stood beside the purple-clothed prince.

And the beautiful woman in green clothes who stunned him stood in front of him.

"Who are you? What about the old bustard? ”

Zhao Yan felt that he was being toyed with by the old bustard, and asked angrily.

"Zhao Yan, don't pretend, you have been recognized by the world."

The woman in Tsing Yi said slowly.

Belch?

What the?

Lao Tzu's disguise technique won't be seen through so easily, right?

When Zhao Yan heard that his identity was leaked, his heart was also shocked, and before he could understand all this, the woman in Tsing Yi brought him a bronze mirror.

Through the clear copper surface, Zhao Yan clearly saw that there was still a son in the fur business in the mirror, which was clearly Zhao Yan's plain appearance.

"You guys?"

Zhao Yan, who was still in shock, noticed that the man in purple was the prince of Zhengxi.

At this time, he was closely watched.

"Zhao Yan, have you had enough, what day is today, what are you doing? Did something bring? ”

A series of questions from the prince of Zhengxi directly blinded Zhao Yan.

"Do I know you? What do you tell me to bring? ”

Zhao Yan's rhetorical question also put the prince of Zhengxi in a dilemma.

Shizi was embarrassed to remove his hot eyes from Zhao Yan.

Look down and think for a moment.

"We also know that my uncle is suffering from prison, and my father is also trying his best to rescue him, but Zhao Yan, you have to understand the unspeakable things about your father, the Western Regions are thousands of miles away from the capital and need time, do you understand?"

Shizi changed his urgent tone just now, changed his routine, and first came to a wave of favor offensive to see how it worked.

"You are the prince of the king of Zhengxi, you can destroy my makeup, do you know how hard I have wasted?"

Zhao Yan was unhappy, he thought that he would be able to rely on this skill to eat in the future, but he didn't expect to be recognized so quickly, it was too faceless.

"Zhao Yan, you are presumptuous, this son of the world came to the Zangchun Pavilion with you at the risk of reputational damage, what do you want to play?"

The prince is also angry, the dignified prince is not doing business, what will the king of Zhengxi think in the future, how to serve the people to inherit the throne of the prince.

"What are you talking about, follow me to Zangchun Pavilion, Wocao, are you here to rob me of girls?"

As soon as Zhao Yan's head was hot, modern thinking immediately took effect and he stiffened back.

"Zhao Yan, take a good look at who this is."

The prince was furious, but there was nothing he could do about Zhao Yan for a while, who made him have to rely on Zhao Yan to get back the most important thing at present.

Zhao Yan followed the hand of the prince and saw the beauty of the Western Regions again.

"What, it's great to get a foreign girl, I've seen a lot of yellow-haired girls."

Zhao Yan was almost happy, he was really not uncommon with foreign women, although the yellow-haired girl in front of him was indeed very beautiful.

"Zhao Yan, you really don't miss the old love, I finally understand why the person who came that night was not you."

The blonde beauty bit her lips tightly, and her whole body trembled with Zhao Yan's cold and ruthless anger.

"Zhao Yan, no matter what you do to the empress's aunt, but you can't forget the oath you made, right? And did you watch your father and brother beheaded by the empress? ”

Shizi was really anxious, his only purpose for staying here was to wait for what Zhao Yan promised to give him.

"No, it's a bit messy, let's sort it out little by little, one by one, what is going on first?"

Zhao Yan directly regarded Shizi as air, pointed at the blonde beauty and asked.

"You have amnesia?"

The blonde girl looked at Shizi suspiciously.

At that time, there was a sudden shouting and scolding outside.

"It's all stinky men, senior brother, tell me where he is fooling around? See if my aunt didn't kill him. ”

Suzaku shouted angrily.