A little residual light, splashed in the puddles on the cold street, sparks. The wind was a bit biting, but fortunately there was still the smell of wine in my throat to withstand the autumn cold. The man who carried the burden and sold noodles had already put away the stall, and wiped the breadwinner with the cloth towel on his body.

On such a cold night, even in Chang'an, there are few people at night. There was a barking of dogs in the dark alley, and the wind blew the baskets thrown at the end of the alley, and they bumped for a while before they stopped against the wall.

Some are like the bleakness of the north, but with some coldness and hustle, this night, like a trickle of years, I saw the spring stream, standing in the valley and listening to the sound of water and stones.

Men dressed as literati are more favored by women when they go in and out of the land of fireworks. Qin Tianhe strengthened his courage through wine, his eyebrows and eyes were arrogant, the stove was slightly on fire, and a brightly dressed woman hooked Qin Tianhe's arm and went to the attic. It's right that life must be happy, and it is right to be as romantic as possible. Lin Ziyun found a good location and ordered a table of wine and food with Qin Song, delicious and delicious, what white vinegar fish, sour sea bass, salt and pepper shrimp, white chopped chicken...... Indispensable wine, Chang'an famous restaurant produced in the drunken spring, snow, laurel, peach tip of a large table, two people blow the cup and change the lamp.

Qin Song named a woman in red, with tassels pouring and heavy makeup. Lin Ziyun saw that the woman was a little restrained, and she was drinking alone, but she occasionally looked at Qin Song with a look on her face, and there was inevitably a trace of grief in her eyes. Seeing that Qin Song couldn't let go, Lin Ziyun excused himself to enjoy the flowers and weeping willows.

Three thousand fame and fortune, eight thousand miles of mountains and rivers. Not to mention the beautiful scenery of this small restaurant, Lin Ziyun sighed. Exclamation is the epiphany of the soul, but also the hesitation of the step.

Beautifully dressed prostitutes flocked to Lin Ziyun's side in groups of three or two. Although he also laughed at himself for who was not good, that man was not romantic. But when he really encountered the scene of flowers and butterflies, he still couldn't pull off his old face. Like a child, he escaped in a panic. He looked up at the snow and moon in the fireworks again, like seeing a flood beast.

In fact, he didn't blame him, what he didn't know was that since he had cultivated the Qi Refining Technique, he had cut off a trace of fetters with Fan Chen that he couldn't see or touch. The Great Dao is ruthless, and the people who cultivate the Great Dao are even more ruthless, and the immortals are separated. There are 60,000 words in the world, and only love words hurt people the most. Probably the red dust burning immortals, what they say is the word love, and these seven emotions and six desires are also red dust karma fire.

Lin Ziyun escaped, secretly scolding himself for being useless. He picked a path and walked towards a long, deep path. The lights are extinguished like a little autumn rain, refreshing people's hearts. Suddenly, hearing a scream from upstairs, Lin Ziyun flashed his senses and showed a strange look in his eyes. The yao window flashed with bright peach light, and the handsome Qin Xianggong lay on the window in a panic. He whispered urgently, "Girl, don't, don't. No offense, no offense ......"

Falling in Jingyi's alley, the woman's voice was crisp and ear-moving. "Xianggong, come on. ”

Where did this woman know that this was a famous minister under the command of the famous Marquis of Zhenguo, Qin Tianhe. Shuangqin's reputation can cause a thunderclap in the court, but in the heart of this girl's family, she is just a handsome prostitute looking for flowers and willows. Qin Tianhe had just woken up from drinking, and he was almost scared to death. His face turned blue, and when he saw that the beautiful girl was about to come, he was startled, and jumped down from the window with a scream.

Among this handsome man, if Lin Ziyun hadn't happened to run through here, he would have been facing the ground and would have become an ugly monster from now on. The woman was startled, and hurriedly looked through the window, just in time to see Lin Ziyun hugging Qin Tianhe. She snorted coldly, closed the window and muttered a few words. It seems to be "Is the old lady so terrible?", "Born handsome, as if I have never seen a woman." Something like that.

Lin Ziyun looked down just in time to see Qin Tianhe nestled in his arms and looked at him, his heart jumped, and his hands were released. That Qin Tianhe fell and blossomed, wailing nonstop. It's really too ambiguous for the two of them to be in reverie.

Lin Ziyun felt ashamed in his heart, knowing that Qin Tianhe had already guessed that being in the Qinglou had something to do with him, so he quickened his pace and walked hard. He said secretly: "This person looks weak, how can he walk so fast." Seeing that he was about to catch up, Lin Ziyun deliberately ripped away and said, "Qin Xianggong, is the daughter of the Shen Mansion really so good-looking?"

It's really a pot that can't be opened, Lin Ziyun spoke casually, but it was right in Qin Tianhe's pain. He gritted his teeth: "Qin Song, the thing of the straight lady thief." He rarely scolds people on weekdays, and he was already angry when he was teased by Qin Song repeatedly this day, and he couldn't wait to peel Qin Song's skin.

He has a very high self-esteem in his life, but he has a soft spot for Miss Shen and has already secretly developed feelings. The two of them were unhappy when they were in a field of flowers, and they were so unhappy that the damn Lai Pihan wanted to arrest him and come over to drink. Forget it, drunk and took him to the land of fireworks, and almost ruined his innocence, thinking of this, a cold light appeared in Qin Tianhe's eyes. Lin Ziyun was taken aback, he didn't expect his words to stimulate him so much.

"Qin Xianggong, this person is drunk, I don't blame you. I don't know anything, I haven't seen anything. Lin Ziyun was sloppy.

"Hmph!" Qin Tianhe snorted heavily, but he didn't mess around. It's really a thing, he also knows that Lin Ziyun is not the culprit, and this person is still a cultivator, so he can't be offended. Second, this person saved himself just now. Three, it's just a loss, just when I was drunk and confused, I thought the girl in the Red Mansion was Shen Luyi. Thinking of all this, Qin Tianhe's face was full of shame, and he didn't dare to think about it anymore.

The two walked through the short alley and walked down the long street. Seeing each other, a strong man who looked like a small guy ran to block the way, blocked in front of Lin Ziyun and said, "This immortal chief, His Royal Highness the prince of my family invites you to go to the Star Tower to see it." ”

Lin Ziyun was confused, and he didn't know what His Royal Highness the Prince of the World knew him. Qin Tianhe's eyes were blazing, staring at the waist card on the servant's waist for a while, and then he said, "Your Royal Highness the Prince is the Prince of Pingyang?"

"Exactly, Xianggong Qin. My master had just seen Immortal Lin from Lord Shen's mansion, but he didn't have a chance to greet him. He said that he had a few encounters with the Immortal Chief, and asked me to wait after the Immortal Chief, and I must invite the Immortal Chief to pick up the Star Tower to meet him. The servant replied respectfully.

Lin Ziyun really couldn't think of any place to see a prince, and he frowned slightly. That Qin Tianhe obviously knew all kinds of bad deeds of Zhao Qin, and there was a look of disgust in his eyes, if it weren't for the fact that there were slaves from the Pingyang Royal Mansion here, he would have advised Lin Ziyun not to go.

"You go back and tell your master, Lin thanked him for his kindness. It's just that Lin really doesn't know where to see His Highness, please tell me that Lin still needs to accompany Lord Qin to deal with some things, so that he doesn't have to wait for Lin. ”

"This ......," the man muttered. Lin Ziyun and the others, without waiting for him to answer, had already gone away.

Lin Ziyun was thinking in his head, and Qin Tianhe's voice sounded in his ears.

"Brother Lin knows Zhao Qin?" and continued: "This person is lazy and likes to rob women from good families. Relying on his father as the king of Pingyang, no one dares to mess with him, and he does all the bad things. ”

If Lin Ziyun knew anyone before he met Qin Song, the only one in Chang'an City was the princess Changle. It's a pity that this woman is not the person from the Pingyang Mansion mentioned in Qin Tianhe's mouth, and the only one is a man he knew in the sunset drunk street, who threw his sword.

Lin Ziyun's eyes narrowed slightly, it turned out that the person was His Royal Highness the Prince of Pingyang Palace, Zhao Qin.