After some friendly (and unilateral) negotiation, the two of them reached an agreement on some things. Ling Xiyue's depressed expression finally turned cloudy, while Bei Chenyan's face became tense and turned cloudy.
Ling Xiyue raised her head to look at the man's charcoal-black face, suppressing a smile, then jumped on her feet, hooked her hands around his neck, hanging on him like an octopus, and said with a bright smile, "I want to go out for a walk.
You stay with me."
Now you take the initiative to ask him to accompany you?
Beichen Yan raised his eyebrows slightly in surprise and thought to himself: This little woman really thinks all the time.
It's funny how helpless a man feels. Sometimes he really doesn't understand what's going on in her little head.
That's all, as long as this little ancestor is happy.
Now she was holding the gold medal for immunity from death. No matter what, he could not "touch" her. This little woman relied on this to squeeze him to death, but even if he knew, he could only let her pinch her.
With.
The man opened his lips and said in a low and hoarse voice: "Okay..."
Ling Xiyue smiled "hehe", let go, and jumped off the man.
This action made Bei Chenyan frown again. He quickly raised his hand to hug her, and wrapped his strong arms around her waist, as if he was handling her gently, "Be careful.
I'm like a monkey all day long, jumping up and down."
I had just promised, but my words were still echoing inside the palace gate, and I forgot about it in the blink of an eye. Bei Chenyan also had a headache.
"Yan, how come I noticed that your tone is becoming more and more like grandpa and dad." Ling Xiyue couldn't laugh or cry, "Don't be so nervous, okay? Relax, otherwise you'll get pregnant and make me feel like hemiplegia. I'm shocked.
At first glance, if this continues, I will have a nervous breakdown."
Bei Chenyan glanced sideways at the little woman and felt a throbbing pain in his head when he heard the words she said.
Have you ever cursed yourself like this?
"Qiulan, prepare the carriage." Ling Xiyue turned around and waved to Qiulan.
"Okay!" Qiulan ordered, turned around and went to do it immediately.
Bei Chenyan looked at her, "Leaving the palace?"
"That's right." Ling Xiyue looked at the man, a cunning light flashed in her clear eyes, "I'll take you to see a good show." She glanced at the top of her head through the gap in the garden full of magnolia flowers.
Taiyang, "It should be almost fun now in Cairo."
Bei Chenyan looked at the little woman with bright eyes suspiciously, "What's the show?"
"Have you forgotten the agreement we made before?" Ling Xi stretched out her slender fingers like green onions and pointed at him, "You want to cheat again, Jun Wuxi, you said so yourself!"
"When did I cheat again?" Bei Chenyan couldn't remember what Ling Xiyue said for a long time. He looked at Ling Xiyue who was mysterious and excited, "You have to tell me what you are talking about."
"Hey, go ahead and you'll know later." Ling Xiyue grabbed Bei Chenyan's hand and dragged it out, "Let's go quickly, don't be late."
Bei Chenyan let her drag him out, saying straightly: "Slow down, slow down."
Ling Xiyue said "Oh," "I know, I know."
The Royal Palace Guards respectfully gave way, and a very ordinary carriage came out of the palace road in a leisurely manner and merged into the busy traffic of Jinling City. It was so ordinary that it would not attract any attention.
In Jinling City, at the end of Wuyi Street, there is a simple and low-key mansion.
This veteran of three dynasties has influenced several generations of Lanzhou. With students all over the world and students all over Zhongzhou, the residence of Mr. Wei, the prime minister, is as simple and unpretentious as an ordinary person's home.
If it weren't for the three characters "Xiangguo Mansion" inscribed by the emperor hanging high in the courtyard, which is majestic and intimidating, I'm afraid no one would have noticed this mansion even if they were passing by.
The bustling crowd formed a circle with the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion as the center, and the voices gradually became louder. If it weren't for the imperial guards in armor blocking them, the growing number of people would have probably drowned the entire Prime Minister's Mansion.
Yes, the whole street is blocked.
Everyone's eyes, and the focus of conversation, were focused on the kneeling figure in front of the main entrance of the Prime Minister's Mansion.
The young man took off his attire, took off his laurels, and wore a simple white shirt. He held a simple green sword in both hands. He knelt in front of the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion with his back straight. His eyes were quiet, as if all the noise around him was not enough to arouse him.
of attention.
"Is he really the king?"
"What is your Majesty doing!"
"Oh my god, how come the king is kneeling in front of the Prime Minister's Mansion!"
"What is the king holding in his hand? Is it a sword? It's been an hour or two and no one has come out of the prime minister's palace. What do you mean?"
"I don't know, it's hard to say, it's really hard to say."
…
As time passed by, this scene was spread from person to person, and crowds of people came to Wuyi Street in droves.
The young man in white clothes still knelt with his back straight. Except for his lips, which were slightly white, there was no trace of fatigue on his calm brows.
Parked in the alley next to the Prime Minister's Mansion was a carriage that was so ordinary that it would not attract any attention among the crowd. It was as quiet as a boat in the sea.
Wuyi Street was densely packed with people, but there was no crowd around the carriage. Although the people standing around looked like civilians, they all looked calm, as if they were not surprised by all the situations.
At this time, the curtain on one side of the carriage was opened, but from the outside only a few fingers, as white as snow and as slender as jade, could be seen.
With just these few fingers, one can imagine how gorgeous the woman in the carriage must be.
"What advice did you give him?"
A man's low-pitched and charming voice sounded in the carriage, a bit teasing.
Ling Xiyue gently retracted her slender hands, lowered the curtain, and looked back at the man with playful eyes, "You know."
"Who else but you could have thought of such a rogue and appalling method." Bei Chenyan propped his head in one hand and lay lazily on his side on the satin-covered cushion. He slowly lifted the jade pot on the tea table with one hand and brewed a cup of tea.
The tea water made a splashing sound, bringing out wisps of mist in the slightly cool air.
As he spoke, his eyes turned slightly and fell on Ling Xiyue, with a faint smile in his eyes as deep as the abyss.
Let Tantai Hanze, who was once the emperor of a country and is still the lord of a state, kneel in front of a courtier's gate to plead guilty. Such a shocking act that subverts etiquette and law, this little guy can't imagine it! xdw8
The most frightening thing is that the King of Lanzhou really obeyed his words.
One dared to teach and the other dared to do it, which made him really speechless for a moment.
Ling Xiyue looked at the man who looked at him like a "little rogue" and gave him an evil look, "Why am I a rogue? As long as I achieve my goal, it doesn't matter if it's a black cat or a white cat. If it catches mice, it's a good cat!"
Bei Chenyan stretched out his hand to pinch the woman's delicate and fair chin, and chuckled softly, "You are really saying one thing after another. You are the only one who has more lies. Ask this world, how can there be any reason for a king to kneel down and his ministers to kneel down?"