The guards downstairs saw Wan Su and shouted: "Someone has escaped."
Leng Feng, who was fighting with Yinhui, looked over from the corner of his eye and saw a tall figure wearing only a middle coat, running away in a hurry.
"Chase!" Leng Feng feinted, retreated to the bottom of the stairs, and ordered to a group of imperial guards.
"Yes!" the Imperial Guards responded, pulling out their swords one after another and going out to chase Wan Su. The Lotus Pavilion, which was crowded just now, suddenly became empty and deserted.
As long as Leng Feng doesn't go upstairs, he can go wherever he likes. Yinhui turned around and went upstairs with a faint smile on his face.
Leng Feng was walking at the back, and just as he was about to go out, he suddenly turned around and jumped up, stepping on the railing of the stairs to the second floor, and rushed straight to the room where Wan Su just came out. Just one glance, and he was sure to escape.
That person was a man, definitely not Chu Yueyin. The other party used a trick to lure the tiger away from the mountain, which meant that Chu Yueyin must still be in the Lotus Pavilion.
Yinhui felt a biting cold wind blowing behind him and screamed inwardly. Just when he was about to take action, Leng Feng passed him by. Yinhui hurriedly chased after him to stop him, but Leng Feng had already kicked the door open before him. He pressed the door tightly without thinking.
He followed Leng Feng and rushed into the room.
The room was filled with cold plum blossom incense. Men's clothes were scattered on the floor in front of the bed under the gauze curtain. The most conspicuous one was a white brocade robe embroidered with branches of bright red plum blossoms. Everything showed that the bed was covered with red plum blossoms.
What's going on.
Leng Feng's pupils shrank and he reached out to lift the pink gauze curtain.
"Insolent!" came the sullen voice of a man from behind the gauze curtain. It was obvious that he was angry because someone had disturbed his good business.
When Leng Feng heard the familiar voice, he stopped suddenly and looked unwillingly at the bed through the thin gauze curtain. There were two people on the bed. One was alarmed by the kicking of the door and had already sat up; the other was motionless.
He was lying on the inside of the bed, seemingly still sleeping soundly.
Leng Feng opened his eyes and looked carefully, but he still couldn't see clearly. He didn't dare to really lift the curtain out of scruples.
As if feeling Leng Feng's probing gaze, the man in the gauze tent snorted and said dissatisfiedly: "Why, General Leng is also interested in Wan Su?"
Leng Feng withdrew his gaze and said, "Leng Feng doesn't dare. No one in the capital knows that Mr. Wan Su is one of yours, Prince Huangfu. Even if Leng Feng had the courage to do so, Leng Feng would not dare to take advantage of Mr. Wan Su."
Huangfuyan chuckled, "I hope General Leng is telling the truth!"
Leng Feng was startled, and he intuitively felt that there was something in Huangfu Yan's words, something that he meant.
Huangfuyan opened the gauze curtain and walked out, shirtless, wearing only a pair of white trousers. Yinhui diligently picked up Huangfuyan's brocade robe from the ground and held it in front of him. Huangfuyan took it and put it on slowly.
, there was no taboo against the two men standing in front of him at this time.
However, Leng Feng was not moved by Huangfuyan's revelation of spring. Instead, he took advantage of the moment when the gauze curtain was lifted and fell, and cast his sharp eyes on the person on the bed. At a glance, his expression changed drastically.
"He" was lying on his back on the bed with his face facing inward. A few strands of black hair were lazily scattered on his fair cheeks, blocking most of his face. There were dots scattered on his snow-white neck and the half of his shoulders exposed outside the brocade quilt.
Dark red hickeys. You can imagine how fierce the previous battle was and how tired the sleeping person was, so that such a loud movement failed to wake "him" up.
Huangfuyan fastened the belt on his brocade robe, and when he saw Leng Feng still staring at the person on the bed through the gauze curtain, he couldn't help but cough lightly, "If General Leng really likes it so much, let Yinhui arrange it.
You can choose the waiters at Lianxiang Pavilion. But... Wan Su is my king's servant, and I will never let others get involved."
Huangfu Yan was talking about Wan Su, but secretly he was referring to Chu Yueyin. Huangfu Yan and Leng Feng had known each other for six years, and their confrontations were not once or twice. He knew that Leng Feng was a cold-faced person with a warm heart, and he could see that
Leng Feng had developed feelings for Chu Yueyin a long time ago. Today, Leng Feng would rather alert the enemy than lead troops to search the Lianxiang Pavilion. His real purpose was for Chu Yueyin.
Leng Feng suddenly woke up, clasped his fists at Huangfu Yan and said, "My lord, I have misunderstood. Leng Feng is here today to hunt down the fugitive. He has been staring at Mr. Wansu just out of caution. He is worried that the fugitive is hiding under Mr. Wansu."
In the room, I hurt the prince, but I did not covet the handsome young master. Leng Feng was rude, please forgive me."
Huangfuyan slowly walked to the table and sat down. He picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea. He elegantly brought it to his lips and took a sip. "Oh, General Leng means that he is worried that the king will even lose his beloved."
Don’t you even recognize it?”
"Don't dare. Since the prince is fine, Leng Feng is relieved." Leng Feng knew that even if the person lying on the bed at this time was really Chu Yueyin, he could not reveal her identity. She was the queen and came to Lianxiang in disguise.
It was no longer appropriate for him to be a "player" in the museum, not to mention that he was found lying on the same bed with Huangfu Yan, looking disheveled and sleeping soundly.
"However," Leng Feng changed the topic and his tone became more serious, "Isn't the prince recuperating in Yihexuan? Why is he outside the palace?"
Although Chu Yueyin could not be taken away from the Lotus Pavilion, this search yielded unexpected results. Earlier, the emperor and he had suspected that Huangfuyan was staying behind closed doors on the pretext of illness and recuperation, and actually left the palace privately, but
Because of concerns about Yihe
There was no way to send people into Yihe Xuan to investigate and confirm Xuan Xuan's strange array of gossip. But now, Huangfu Yan himself had openly revealed his whereabouts. If he didn't know how to seize the opportunity, he wouldn't be the famous general Leng Feng.
Huangfuyan knew that Leng Feng had no intention of revealing the true identity of the person on the bed, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He seemed to be stumped by Leng Feng's question, and after being embarrassed for a long time, he said: "Unlike General Leng, I have a beautiful man.
The flower-like princess is always by his side. The king suddenly became wanton and was afraid of being criticized, so he had to pretend to be sick and sneak out of the palace to see him to comfort his lovesickness."
"Yes, Wansu has been clamoring to see Prince Huangfu these past few days. He has been looking sad all day long, and said that he will not eat until he sees the prince. Yinhui has no choice but to ask someone to secretly send a letter to the prince, asking him to come.
One trip." Seeing that the situation was not going well, Yinhui hurriedly stepped forward to help.
"Since we have already met, please invite the prince to return to the palace with Leng Feng." Although Leng Feng said it politely, the meaning behind his words was very clear. He must go back even if he doesn't.
Huangfuyan glanced at the people in the gauze tent uneasily, and then looked at Yinhui beside him.
Yinhui understood and said quickly: "The prince can go back with peace of mind. When Wan Su wakes up, I will explain to him the reason why the prince returned to the palace early. Wan Su is not an unreasonable person and will definitely understand the prince."
Huangfuyan nodded and stood up, "That's all we can do."
"Your Majesty, please!" Leng Feng calmly glanced at the person who was still sleeping behind the gauze curtain, then cast his cold eyes on Yin Hui, silently warning him not to touch Chu Yueyin without permission, otherwise the consequences would be serious.
Yinhui understood the threat in Leng Feng's eyes, couldn't help but shuddered, and said with a sorry smile: "Send the two of you down, little one."
Yinhui sent Huangfu Yan and Leng Feng out of the Lianxiang Pavilion with pleasantries. Watching them get on their horses and walk away, Fang turned around and returned to the Lianxiang Pavilion. He hurried up to the second floor and pushed open Wan Su's room. He was suddenly shocked.
Wan Su's robe was still lying on the ground in front of the bed, but there was no one on the bed. Yin Hui stared blankly at the gauze fluttering in the wind for a moment, turned around and was about to go out, when he suddenly saw Yun Qing leaning on the door, looking at
He seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
"The woman in my room took her away." Yun Qing said calmly what happened just now, as if it was just a common thing.
Just when Leng Feng led his troops into the Lotus Incense Pavilion, Yun Qing realized that the situation was not right and quickly gave Beiming Yu the antidote, allowing her to regain consciousness after half a stick of incense. However, in order to prevent a disagreement and a fight,
Inviting the imperial guards to investigate, Yun Qing tapped Bei Mingyu's acupuncture points in advance, making her whole body weak and weak, unable to use martial arts.
Sure enough, when Bei Mingyu regained consciousness and remembered that she had been knocked unconscious by Yun Qing, she was about to take action. Unfortunately, the acupuncture points were blocked. Let alone revenge, she couldn't even leave Yun Qing's room.
Yun Qing hurriedly told Bei Mingyu what was going on outside, and after telling her not to make a sound, he quietly left his room and hid outside the window of Wan Su's room to listen to what was going on inside.
But he underestimated Bei Mingyu's martial arts. Taking advantage of the opportunity when there was no one else in the room, Bei Mingyu secretly got lucky and broke through the acupuncture point. When she rushed to Wansu's room, Huangfuyan, Leng Feng and Yinhui had already entered the acupuncture point.
They walked out of the Lianxiang Pavilion. Without saying a word, Bei Mingyu picked up the clothes on the ground and helped Chu Yueyin put them on. Then he opened the window facing the street and jumped out with the unconscious Chu Yueyin in his arms...
Just when Yinhui frowned and was about to say something, Wansu jumped in from the open window, looked at Yinhui and Yunqing, and asked in surprise: "Why are you here? Where is the young master?"
Yun Qing raised his eyebrows and looked at Wan Su who was only wearing Chinese clothes and said nothing.
Yinhui responded: "I went back to the palace with Leng Feng."
Wan Su said "Ah" and asked: "What about 'Mr. Chu'?"
"Taken away by her companions." The person who answered was still Yinhui.
Wan Su said "Oh" again. Seeing that Yun Qing's eyes were always glued to him, he couldn't help but look down at his disheveled clothes, then looked at the robe lying on the ground, shook his head and chuckled.
, walked behind the bed, opened the closet, took out a brand new robe and put it on.
There is not much difference between this robe and the one on the ground. It is also a white brocade robe with bright red plum blossoms embroidered on it. However, the plum blossoms on the brocade robe on the ground are in full bloom.
But the plum blossoms on this brocade robe are still in bud, and only a few scattered ones at the bottom have bloomed.
In fact, everyone in Lianxiang Pavilion, from the "Madam" Yinhui to the busboys, all wear white clothes. Among them, the highest-ranking ones, such as Yinhui, Wansu and Yunqing, wear brocade robes with the top
They are all embroidered with enchanting flowers, such as peonies, red plums, or peonies... while the lowest-ranking servants wear pure white short robes.