After Zi'an and Pingcheng finished fighting, three sons were killed, and the three sons of King Zhang Liu stubbornly fried this woman's first night to 1,500 taels, and when she heard this price, her eyes narrowed into a slit when she heard this price.

Zi'an shook the folding fan and listened to the bidding price outside the door, and whispered, "What's so good about that bitch downstairs, are these people crazy? 1,500 taels to buy the first night, laugh at me to death!"

Si Qing turned his head to look at him, and when he saw the man's complicated expression, he knew that the man was still thinking about Pingcheng, and cleared his throat and said, "There's nothing bad about this, isn't it?" Old Man Fang is the richest man in Anyang, a decent person!

"Shall I help him, Si Qing!" Zi'an said, putting the folding fan to his face, his voice becoming muffled.

Si Qing's bright eyes darkened, "Listen to the young master!"

"Why are you so weird today?" Zi An was extremely angry, and took the fan off his face, and there was a hint of anger in his voice.

Si Qingmeng knelt on the ground and said in a deep voice, "It's all up to the young master!"

“······” Zi'an was angry, raised his foot and wanted to kick him, but when he was about to kick him, he hurriedly turned in a direction, kicked on the chair leg, and screamed "ouch" in pain. Si Qing hurriedly shouted, "Fool! come with me—"

"Yes!" Si Qing stood up and turned sideways to make way for Zi'an.

"Childe!" When Zi'an walked past Si Qing, he heard the other party shouting like this, and his words were rare and serious.

"Huh?" Si Qing saw Zi'an's raised eyebrows, swallowed the second half of the sentence and said with a straight face: "Childe, please remember that no matter when, Si Qing will listen to you until he dies!"

Zi'an was speechless, crying and laughing: "What the are you nervous!

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Outside

"Prince Wang?" Zi'an asked softly the prince who looked extremely arrogant and domineering on the other side.

Wang Gongzi raised his face and looked at Zi'an's expression with extreme disdain;

Zi'an nodded, and as soon as Si Qing's figure moved, the whole person appeared beside Wang Gongzi.

"Invite Wang Gongzi to stay in the next room for the night!" Si Qing spoke very politely, but the long sword against Wang Gongzi's waist was not so polite-

"Hmph!" Wang Gongzi snorted coldly, looked at the python pattern on Zi'an's body, and sneered coldly, "The noble hospitality's way of hospitality is really strange!" After speaking, he and Si Qing went to the empty private room on the side.

Zi'an looked at Wang Gongzi's back and looked at the room behind him and sighed, muttering helplessly: "Zi'an!

If this bone is seen by friends in the capital, they must be taught to be a joke for three or five years!

It can be expected that if this matter reaches the capital.

Those people with poisonous mouths are going to say two sentences after tea and dinner, Zi'an is cheap!

But it's okay, if Ying'er is willing, I just kneel down and call myself a minister, so what's the matter!"

Si Qing in front of him turned his head to look at him, his lips twitched twice, and he didn't know whether to tell Wang Gongzi or himself; But there are always some people who are willing to walk towards the Yellow Spring!"

There was nothing to say all night, Zi'an also kept watch at the door all night, and the person he liked spent the Spring Festival with other women in the house, which made his heart a little dull.

I thought it was coming and going quickly, like the spring breeze carrying feathers and lightly brushing people's faces to make people's hearts itch, the stinging pain was very slight and very short-lived, but when I really came to it, I found that the pain was as severe as a blunt knife cutting my heart and scraping my lungs, and the time was as long as a flat boat sweeping in a big river without seeing the edge.

As soon as Pingcheng went out, he saw that Zi'an, who was waiting at the door, had a face and squeezed together in an instant.

"Why are you still here?" said Heijo with a cold face.

Zi'an scratched his head and looked at Pingcheng with a gentle expression, "Ying'er, how did you feel last night! If you like it, I will buy this girl and give it to you later!"

"No need!" Pingcheng dropped these two words and turned his face away, and Zi'an immediately followed quickly.

"Ying'er, can you—" Zi'an's blue face was hard to get rid of as soon as he touched his jade-like face, and he laughed dryly before saying.

Pingcheng became anxious when he heard what he said, he turned his head and glared at the other party, interrupted the other party's words and said viciously, "Can you do anything? Do you really want me to stage a live spring palace with a woman in front of you, and you are willing to let me go." ”

"It's not—I—" Zi'an heard the other party's words, and didn't say a word for a long time.

Pingcheng waved his hand and walked away quickly without looking back.

"Farewell!"

Looking at Pingcheng's back, Zi'an had a lot to say, but he felt that if he shouted it, it might be a kind of loser's depression and helplessness like an ownerless animal, which was something he didn't want to see and didn't look like to show it to himself.

He was the crown prince and dragon heir, he should have held his head high, half-lowered eyebrows, sitting on the highest throne in this sky, looking at the cold of the world, and half-hiding the coldness in his eyes. He had lowered his head too many times in front of Heijo, and he did not allow helplessness and despair to appear on him at such a time. Sometimes he actually wants to persuade himself to put aside everything he has, lower his eyes and bow his head to say a few words of love to him, call out his name affectionately and tell him that everything I can do for you.

"Zi'an!" Si Qing's voice came from behind him, and there was a little indescribable emotion in his clear and clear words, "What? Your little lover is gone, you want me to say-" He said as he put one arm on his shoulder and put it close to his ear, "You are just too good to him, and the most important thing is that you give too much and he doesn't know, so he can easily let go and you will be so angry and even reluctant to let go." ”

"Nonsense!" Zi'an slapped him away, "However, there is one thing that I am quite strange. When did you become so skillful with such a thing, and which little lady made you fall in love with it? ”

Si Qing rubbed his eyes with a bitter look, and then blinked his eyes playfully tight; "It's a nobleman!"

"Then I won't be able to help you! I'm going to be counterproductive if I help too much now. Zi'an had to shake his head, and the thinking just now was also shattered by this sentence, where is he the dragon heir! Now he is just a guilty person, he should bow his head-

"I don't need to help! I'm chasing him now! I'm sure he'll agree to it one day!" Si Qing waved his hand, his eyes focused on Zi'an beside him.

"That's good, let's go back!"

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The courtyard of Anfu has a very high level of garden art, and the design in all aspects is exceptionally good.

The first step may be "fire trees and silver flowers", and the next step may be "winding paths leading to seclusion".

The pond here is also exceptionally good, the water surface is clear and the fish swim nimbly, and a Taihu Lake stone in the pond stands like a rose with a mixture of fear and pride.

At this moment, Zi'an is walking in the corridor with Anning, the old man is in good spirits, and when he walks on the road, his eyes look east and west, and sometimes he sees interesting and takes the initiative to play the role of explaining, which makes Zi'an's understanding of this garden very profound.

"The flower language of this flower is parting, and some things should be let go!" Zi'an said, pointing to a daisy, the wise light in his eyes flashing, "You are a good boy, you should have lived better and had better years." ”

"Grandpa!" Zi'an smiled helplessly, "How do you know so much about this kind of thing!"

"It doesn't matter, does it?"

Zi'an shrugged his shoulders and pursed his lips and said, "It would be great if this kind of thing was clearly stated and could be let go casually." ”

"That's it, I can't persuade you!"

While the two were chatting, a young man walked briskly, An Ning glanced at Zi'an on the shoulder and said, "There are flowers I like over there!" ”

Zi'an nodded, and An Ning turned around and left when he saw this.

The little guy ran over and saluted and said, "Young Master, the Young Master of the Fang Family has married a wife!"

"Who is it?" Zi'an clenched his robe and clutched it fiercely, and the knuckles of his fingertips turned white.

"Dream Yueju, Dream Aunt! Ten miles of red makeup to marry. The latter sentence was said by Si Qing, who came later, Zi'an stretched out his hand to hammer the pillar on the side, but was stopped by Si Qing.

He reached out and hooked Ann's hand and slammed it into his chest with a lot of force, and he gasped and listened to a muffled sound.

"Why do you like to be a human punching bag so much?" Zi'an said with raised eyebrows.

Si Qing waved his hand helplessly, with a sneering face; "What are you talking about! Your strength is really a lot of pain, and my chest still hurts! If you hit the wall, you can bear it." ”

"Your mouth is really tricky, you can throw a few jokes at any time, and I don't know what kind of person can make you pay attention. Zi'an said angrily.

Si Qing smiled: "Didn't I say last time that my sweetheart is a noble person, and I will listen to whatever he says!"

"Flim Flam!"

"Qing'er! Some things should be given up, don't be obsessed with hurting others and hurting yourself, Daisy's words also have happiness, have you thought about why? That's because sometimes leaving is a kind of happiness! I know all your things, can you really say which little boy is really suitable for you?

I understand your pain and sorrow - too much pain and sorrow is what people get in exchange for what they can't get, ask yourself if you are really happy like this?" An Ning didn't know when he came back, and as he walked, he said old and low words, with a deep Buddha meaning, which made people unconsciously rise up a sense of convincing.

Zi'an looked at him for a moment and felt that everything around him seemed to be quiet, the movements of the swimming fish in the water became sluggish, the movement of the wind picking up the leaves became gentle, the sky was heavy on the land, and the corridor seemed to be naughty teeth and claws.

He seemed to be pensive, and everything had an answer since the thousands of thoughts converged in front of his eyes into a playful figure holding the girl.

What he is looking for is what he wants - that kind of life, that kind of figure, that way of life, like a ray of light shining out of the thick dark clouds, so that he has seen the bright sunshine for a long time, this road may not be happy, but the end must belong to his Pure Land of Bliss.