In late autumn, the depressive confetti of fallen wood is like snow in winter. Zhao Qin felt anxious for no reason, and casually took out a golden tribute green orange from his sleeve. Peeled off, and the little prince put it in his mouth.

He was wearing yellow silk and satin produced by Yixuanfang, the most famous in Chang'an City, his hair was tied up with a hosta, and his waist was a high-quality blue and white jade ribbon, and a sandalwood bag was hung. Zhao Qin's dress does not live up to the most squishy children in Chang'an City, he likes wind and snow in his life, and loves flowers, birds and jade. Although he is a good and elegant layman on the surface, but after being friends with him for a long time, even those fox friends and dog friends have found that Zhao Qin has a sense of arrogance in addition to this tackyness.

He loves the vulgar, and the vulgar is thorough. is a romantic man who loves to spend money and drink, squanders copper plates at will, is willing to spend money to buy words, and is willing to accompany a Qinglou woman to talk about music and rhythm. But he, Zhao Qin, was born with whatever he wanted, but he knew that there were not many people in this world who wanted him to die.

He hates those who keep saying that they are righteous and awe-inspiring, what is loyal to the country, what sacrifices their lives, he hates this kind of person who is full of nonsense from the bottom of his heart.

Crazy man, everyone wants to be a madman. However, he has seen a lot, and he has never seen a few people who are so crazy that they would rather sacrifice their lives. Lin Ziyun is crazy and proud.

Lin Ziyun is an immortal cultivator, with an unruly character, and the eyes that look at them like ants when he rushes to save people have stimulated this pretentious Pingyang prince.

"I respect you ......"

Thinking of the scenes one by one, Zhao Qin became more and more disturbed. It was because he knew that this young man in green shirts was still a flower child who was displaced in a small restaurant and had no money to buy wine last night. He also saw the young man's deep eyes last night, which were a pair of talking eyes, and it could be seen that Lin Ziyun was a person with a story.

The cold breeze blew the original tranquility of the long street, and inadvertently touched a string in his heart. The water is splashing in the river, and monsters are stirring up the wind and rain in the river. The white horse beside him was frightened by this strange snake, and kicked his two front feet in the air. Zhao Qin glared angrily, looked meaningfully at the aftermath of the Huai River that was gradually subsiding, and turned to leave.

The maid who carried with her pinched the fine brocade with her white fingers and stretched it out in front of Zhao Qin. After taking the Jinpa and wiping his saliva at will, Zhao Qin stepped on the green onion horse, slapped the long whip on the horse's body, and galloped away.

"Little Prince......"

When he arrived at the Pingyang Palace, an old man wearing sackcloth and a white beard hurriedly helped him dismount.

"Old Han, don't feed this beast. Zhao Qin's face was gloomy and terrifying when he spoke. After leading the horse, Lao Han didn't dare to say more, so he smiled and nodded.

The guards and maids in the house know this son's temper, and they don't know who provoked him again, I'm afraid it's another bloody storm.

Since Zhao Qin saw the Huaihe Demon Snake hurting people, and saw Lin Ziyun sacrificing himself to save people, his chest was stuffy for no reason. Crossed the gate of the palace and walked a path. It is the autumn season, the backyard of the palace is still full of flowers, pavilions and pavilions, carved fences and jade masonry, engraved with dragons, engraved inscriptions, and embedded with colorful patterns.

Glancing at the courtyard where the "Moon Palace" was nominated, Zhao Qin waved his hand and sent away the maidservants who came to ask for peace, and walked straight in.

In the courtyard, there is no carved railing and jade masonry, which is not at all like the golden splendor of the palace. In the courtyard, the purple bamboos planted in the courtyard are shining, and it is a sea of leaves. Hidden in the bamboo forest, there is a thatched house, just the eaves at the end, Zhao Qin has to bow his head every time he enters the house.

Brushing past the purple bamboo that covered the door, Zhao Qin kicked the wooden door open with his foot.

"I've locked you up for three years, I'm impatient, hurry up, before I change my mind. ”

This place is quiet, only a girl in green clothes and tulle squatting at the mouth of the well to draw water. The woman didn't seem to hear what Zhao Qin said, and her slender white fingers carried the wooden bucket and scooped up the well water.

"Bang ......"

Seeing that she was silent, Zhao Qin clenched his hands and hit a bamboo tree fiercely.

"If you want to kill me, I will only give you one chance based on your ability. If I hadn't died, I'd have stabbed you in both ears......" Zhao Qin said coldly.

The girl stood tall and slim. At about sixteen or seventeen o'clock, he was already a beautiful face. Ying Ying's waist is a bee waist, her skin is as white as snow, and her delicate cheeks are only afraid that after a year or two, it will bring disaster to the country and the people. Wringing out the rag that had been placed in the wooden basin, the girl wiped her white and shining forehead, and carried a bucket of water into the house.

"I'm not leaving...... I still have a chance for revenge here. Left, it's really gone. ”

"Do you want my life like that?" Zhao Qin said viciously.

"It's not just me, the lives of the Pingyang Palace, there are too many people who want it. The beautiful girl's lips opened lightly.

Zhao Qin hurriedly walked to her side, and said in a corrupt voice: "I haven't offended you, it was the King of Pingyang and the 300,000 Pingyang Army who killed the people, if you have the ability to find him, what is the matter with looking for me to take revenge?"

The girl was stunned, and her red lips were bitten by her bright teeth. "I'm just a little woman, I can't afford to provoke the king of Pingyang, so I can only kill his most distressed eldest son. I'm a girl, why do you look down on me. ”

"Huh...... After staying with me for a long time, you've learned to play a scoundrel, which is very much like me. ”

The girl's face blushed and she forcibly resisted her murderous intent. The prince of Pingyang is close at hand, and he may not be able to take his life as long as he takes out the cold blade in his sleeve. It's just that this person is treacherous and cunning, and he doesn't know how many master guards there are around him, if he can't kill him, he will never have a chance again. The fingers she held in her sleeves still didn't touch the killing weapon after all.

Zhao Qin's eyes changed, and he laughed when he saw the girl put away the cold blade. He wantonly hugged the girl from behind, and his hands went straight over the backyard and landed on the plump twin peaks. The girl was hugged by him, and her body trembled obviously. Zhao Qin is a veteran of the love field, stretching out his tongue to blow hot air in her crystal clear ears, and the bridge of his towering nose has touched the girl's snow-white jade neck.

"Fang Rui, you will be my lifelong confinement. Your hands are not fit to hold a sword, nor can you lift a sword. Zhao Qin laughed maniacally.

"Your Highness, I have learned a new tune, let's stroke it for you. ”

Pushing the girl away, Zhao Qin watched with interest as she took out a jade flute from her sleeve.