Yang Fan pulled He Xiaoling to a no-man's corner, unbuttoned his clothes, opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood, which was sprinkled in the red military uniform.

He Xiaoling patted Yang Fan's back distressedly, tears falling like raindrops.

Yang Fan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "Okay, let's go." ”

Ouyang Bo found Yang Fan and the others, and then took the two out of the palace.

Ouyang Bo had a courtyard on the South Street of the capital, where Yang Fan and He Xiaoling were placed, and secretly sent the strongest people in the internal guard to guard near the courtyard.

After Yang Fan took the snow ginseng pill, the pain had disappeared, but his body felt a little prostration, and he didn't want to do anything while lying on the couch.

There are maids in the courtyard to serve, but Yang Fan is a little unaccustomed, so he only leaves He Xiaoling by his side.

He Xiaoling had a lot of things to ask in her heart, but she didn't know where to start for a while, and the atmosphere suddenly quieted down.

Yang Fan smiled: "Do you have many questions?"

He Xiaoling nodded: "Yang Fan, you are the prince and your status is noble, but because you gave me the antidote, you are now highly poisoned, and I hurt you." ”

Yang Fan looked at He Xiaoling's eyes full of self-reproach, and said with a faint smile: "This is Kyoto, a place where talents gather, maybe someone can cure the poison on my body." ”

He Xiaoling's eyes lit up, and she nodded: "Well, when you are well rested, I will take you to find a doctor." ”

Yang Fan reached out and grabbed He Xiaoling's little hand, and said with a smile: "No matter what the result is, don't be depressed, even if you really want to die, don't be sad, at least, I'm very happy to know you." ”

If you can't change it, then accept it calmly, but as long as you live, you always have to fight.

He Xiaoling stretched out her hand to block Yang Fan's lips: "I want you to live, live well, your father needs you, I ...... We need you too. ”

Yang Fan frowned slightly, looked at those watery eyes, and pulled He Xiaoling into his arms: "I can't bear you either." ”

He Xiaoling's face was flushed for a while, and she originally wanted to break free from this embrace, but after hearing this, her body softened, so she lay on it and felt Yang Fan's heartbeat.

On the contrary, it was Yang Fan, who became overwhelmed for a while, and it didn't seem good to push it away, obviously he pulled it over by himself.

Yang Fan smiled awkwardly: "After a break, we will go out for a walk, and when we come to the capital, we always have to walk around and feel the prosperity of Kyoto." ”

He Xiaoling hummed softly, didn't get up, and just quietly lay on Yang Fan.

Yang Fan sighed softly, reached out to wrap his arms around He Xiaoling's shoulders, and fell asleep smelling the faint fragrance.

At meal time, when the maid entered the house, she saw two big men sleeping together, covering her mouth and sneaking out, thinking in her heart, these two sons are very handsome people, how do you prefer this mouth, and even the door is not locked, fortunately I reacted quickly and did not wake them up, otherwise it would be embarrassing.

He Xiaoling was still dressed in the clothes of the Praetorian Guards at this time, and was mistaken for a man by the maid.

When Yang Fan and He Xiaoling woke up, it was already evening.

He Xiaoling sat down in front of the dresser with a shy face, slowly combed her hair, bit her lip, and was still thinking about what happened just now, but she actually fell asleep listening to her heartbeat.

Yang Fan stretched out his hand and scratched his head, showed a silly smile, and walked behind He Xiaoling: "You still dress up in men's clothes, women's clothes are too beautiful, and they are too noticeable on the street." ”

He Xiaoling hummed softly, and when she heard Yang Fan praising herself for being beautiful, she felt very warm.

The streets of Kyoto are already lit up, and the Lantern Festival is approaching, and there are more and more lanterns sold on the streets.

Yang Fan and He Xiaoling walked aimlessly on the street.

Yang Fan remembered the situation when he pressed the road with others in his previous life, he didn't have a girlfriend, so he was often the identity of a light bulb, watching others show affection, and he was like a fool on the side.

Thinking about it, Yang Fan chuckled.

He Xiaoling looked at Yang Fan curiously. opened his mouth and asked, "Yang Fan, what are you laughing at?"

Yang Fan stretched out his fingers and rubbed his forehead, and said with a smile: "I think of some things in the past, in our place, there are always many couples on the street, they are holding hands, talking and laughing, and wandering around the street slowly. ”

He Xiaoling's face turned red, and she wondered in her heart, is Yang Fan hinting at something when he says this, couples go to the street to hold hands, where is this custom? Anyway, she has never seen it.

Aren't men and women meeting in a place under the moon before the flowers, inaccessible and dimly lit.

He Xiaoling looked sideways at Yang Fan's somewhat wicked smiling face, and secretly stretched out her hand to hold Yang Fan's wrist, her face was already hot, but fortunately, in the evening, under the reflection of the sunset and lights, it was not very clear.

Yang Fan's body trembled, stopped, and glanced at He Xiaoling in embarrassment.

He Xiaoling lowered her head, not daring to look at Yang Fan.

Yang Fan smiled and looked left and right, and the pedestrians on the street glanced at them with strange eyes from time to time.

Yang Fan smiled bitterly in his heart, now He Xiaoling is dressed in men's clothes, in the eyes of others, it is two big men walking hand in hand, and the picture is very incongruous.

Yang Fan stretched out his hand to pull away He Xiaoling's hand, and then put He Xiaoling's hand on his shoulder, and the two walked together shoulder to shoulder.

Yang Fan felt that this was much more coordinated, but this behavior looked a little indecent, and it was not in harmony with the two handsome faces.

Yang Fan found a passer-by and asked, "This big brother, which place is the most fun in this Kyoto place?"

Passers-by looked at Yang Fan and the others, and then said: "If you want to say it's fun, of course it's Jinxiulou, but it's a place where rich people can go, looking at how you are dressed, you don't look like the children of a wealthy family, I recommend you to go to Xiaochunfang not far ahead." ”

Yang Fan's eyes lit up: "Xiaochunfang, this name is good as soon as you hear it, Xiaoling...... Brother, let's go, let's go and play. ”

He Xiaoling nodded coquettishly, she didn't know what this Xiaochunfang was doing.

It took a cup of tea to find the location of Xiaochunfang.

Xiaochunfang is a three-storey building, the three words of Xiaochunfang are particularly eye-catching, and there is a couplet pasted on the two gate posts: the hibiscus tent is warm and the moon is small, and the sisters are blooming and the moon is red.

In and out were some richly dressed men, all of whom were full of spring breeze.

Yang Fan nodded, and was about to step into the past, when a figure appeared in his eyes, a shabby man squatted under the eaves, looking depressed, helpless and unwilling, holding the head of the nest in his hand, and was tearing hard.

Yang Fan paced over and stopped in front of the man: "Why is Brother Tai sitting here alone?"

The man snorted and turned his head, as if he was also full of hostility towards Yang Fan.

Yang Fan smiled awkwardly, took out an ingot of five taels of silver and put it beside the man, and then pulled He Xiaoling towards the door of Xiaochun Fang.