Mr.Hou, The spoiled concubine is so hot

The bodyguard outside the door thought that the maid had just gone in to clean up, but now... Guessed a little, and could not help sweating on her back.

"Yes... Yes." The guard replied in a trembling voice.

Yuwen guanye doesn't pay attention to it. He continues to walk outside until Yuwen guanye's figure disappears. The bodyguard relaxes.

Here in the courtyard of Qinghuan, Qinghuan is lying on the beauty couch under the tree in the courtyard, with one hand on her forehead and the other hand on her thigh. She is wearing a string of Buddhist beads on her thin and white wrist. She is dressed in green clothes, which are stained with some black ink. She has grown a lot of hair on her head, not long. Her pale red lips are pursed, and her delicate eyebrows are wrinkled, It's like there are endless troubles.

There was a slight sound of footsteps outside the door, and then there was a knock.

"Excuse me, is Lord Qinghuan in?"

The voice outside the door was clear and tender, like a child. Qinghuan thought for a moment, and found that she didn't seem to have contacted such people. After thinking about it, she got up to open the door.

"What can I do for you?"

Qinghuan opened the door and found that there was a little boy outside. His clothes were a little ragged, but his face was very clean. He couldn't say how good-looking and lovely he was. However, his eyes were pretty and his lips were pretty. The lip bead was prominent. His upper lip was thin, but his lower lip was fleshy. It was really pretty. The whole face made people feel close to each other.

The boy didn't expect that Qinghuan in the man's mouth was so good-looking. For a while, he was stunned and didn't even know that the painting on his hand slipped down. Until Qinghuan caught the painting and handed it to him.

"Your painting is out." Qinghuan road.

"No, no, no... it's not my painting. It's for adults." The child waved his hand and kept staring at Qinghuan.

"For me?" Qinghuan took the painting back.

"It's a man. Let me bring it to you."

"Well, I see. Do you remember what the man looked like?" Qinghuan asked.

"Well..." the child tried to recall the past, but he didn't think carefully about the man's face. "Black clothes, very tall, almost the same as others." Looking at Qinghuan, the child racked his brains to think back and said, but the more he said it, the smaller his voice was. He felt that it was no difference between what he said and what he didn't say.

"Well, thank you." Qinghuan took out a small bag of candy from her arms and put it in the child's hand.

"Thank you... Thank you." It seems that the child didn't expect Qinghuan to do so. For a moment, he was a little stunned. He grabbed the bag and just wanted to put it back into his arms, but he stopped, hesitated for a moment, and then handed it back to Qinghuan.

"What's the matter?" Qinghuan pick eyebrow road.

"I... i... I can't take it. The man gave me silver..." the child said, his face flushed.

"It's OK. You deserve it." Qing chuckled.

The child saw Qing Huanxiao and his eyes were straight. He didn't even know how to go back. He just heard a voice telling him to go back, so he went back.

Seeing that the child left, Qinghuan took the painting in, and then put it on the stone table, patiently opening it bit by bit. Suddenly Qinghuan's face turned pale and his hands trembled.

"Pa!"

The painting fell to the ground, and the painting that was not fully opened was completely displayed in front of Qinghuan.

Qinghuan lowers her body to pick up the painting, but finds her hand shaking all the time.

Qinghuan is familiar with the people in the painting, the eyes, the eyebrows, the nose and the posture.

——The taste of the world is Qinghuan.

It's Li Zhanyuan.

Qinghuan didn't understand how anyone could have a painting by Li Zhanyuan,

It's also here.

Qinghuan looked at the painting and didn't move for a long time. After a long time, he began to smile.

"Fool! I've been fooled. " With that, his eyes were a little red.

It seems that for a long time, he remembered the appearance of that person. That person, he didn't even have his portrait. Every time, he recalled him in his memory. Gradually, he didn't seem to remember what he looked like. But when he saw the picture, his face, his people, his words and his things became very clear, as if he had not died, and they were still together, He is still teaching him those great principles and arguing with him. Every midnight, he wakes up and wipes the wet on his face. In his dream, he can never see the face clearly, but always dreams of the previous scene.

The man in this picture is Li Zhanyuan, but he knows he is not, even if he looks like him again.

Qinghuan just wanted to put the painting away, but suddenly he saw a word in the lower left corner of the painting. Qinghuan fixed her eyes on it, and the word "Song Zixing Cheng" was written on it. Qinghuan was suspicious, song Xingcheng? Although he has never met this man, he also knows that Yuwen guanye made the Song family a scapegoat, which is also related to song Xingcheng. Now the painting has been sent to him.

Qinghuan put the painting away and turned to find bailiyi.

When Qinghuan arrived at bailiyi's house, bailiyi and Jin Xuanye just came out of the room led by song Xingcheng. When they heard the report, they looked at each other.

"I'm afraid he already knows." Bailiyi said that there was no big deal. Qinghuan would not come to find bailiyi. He told the dark Wei and asked the dark Wei to find him.

"Well, he's that big. He should be able to think about some things." Jin Xuanye didn't know what his younger brother would do after he knew about it. He could only hope that he would change now and would not be so persistent.

"Baili, brother." Qinghuan greets them.

"What's the matter? How come all of a sudden? What can I do for you Jin Xuanye asked.

Qing Huanxiao said, "in fact, there's no big deal. I heard about a man today, and I want to see him very much. I'm afraid he's the target of public criticism now, so I've come to find Baili. I'm afraid I can only ask Baili to see him."

"I'm afraid that his brother and Baili all know who he is. He is song Xingcheng, the son of the Song family."

Qinghuan said as she opened the picture.

Bailiyi and Jin Xuanye both guessed that Qinghuan knew about it, but they didn't know how he knew it.

"Someone sent this painting. I'm afraid it's for me. Song Xingcheng is from Yuwen guanye. Even if it's not, I'm afraid it has something to do with Yuwen guanye." Qinghuan road.

"Song Xingcheng is with me. When I send someone to bring him over, someone is guarding him secretly. I'm afraid Yuwen guanye knows about Li Zhanyuan and wants to break you down with this." A hundred Li Yi Road.

After hearing this, Qinghuan frowned, "then this painting must not have been sent by Yuwen guanye. If Yuwen guanye, there is no need to do this. It will ruin his plan."

"Do you mean someone is dealing with Yuwen guanye like us?" Jin Xuan night road.

"It should be, but not necessarily. Maybe it's trying to help us, or maybe it's trying to make a profit. Let's fight with Yuwen guanye and then deal with us." Qinghuan road.

"But there is no such person in the capital. The prince only has Yan'er and Yu Wenguan Ye." Jin Xuanye frowned.

"Maybe not in the capital." In this world, there are many people who want the throne. The world is bustling, all for profit, and all for profit. Nothing can be said.

"Don't think too much

That person will always act. Let's go step by step A hundred Li Yi Road.

"Are you going to find Zhong Lijin?" Qinghuan road.

"Well, I'm going to look outside the capital, so I'll ask you to do something about the capital, especially Yan'er and Qinghuan. You should be careful. Song Xingcheng doesn't know what kind of person he is. My suggestion is that you don't touch this person first." Bailiyi asked.

"I know that." Qing Huanxiao said.

"How many? How can you achieve the present virtue? " Jin Xuanye couldn't help interrupting, "if you're free, go back and have a look. I miss you very much."

After hearing this, Qinghuan didn't speak, and her eyes were dim.

"No, I can't go back. I'm not Jin mianye anymore." Qinghuan road.

Jin Xuanye knows how determined Qinghuan is. No one can change what he has determined, just as he likes Li Zhanyuan. Even if there is no such person in the world, he is still unwilling to try to be with others.

"By the way, I heard that Yan'er always runs to the training camp recently, and always goes to find Bai Zhaoying and Bai Jinghong." Bailiyi inquired, because recently yuwenyan and Qinghuan go closer, so bailiyi will choose to ask Qinghuan.

"Yes, he has been practicing martial arts recently."

"It seems that yunyeya's affairs have hit him so hard!" Jin Xuan night road.

"It's good for him. It's also a kind of honing and spiritual challenge." Qinghuan road.

After chatting for a while, Qinghuan and Jin Xuanye leave. Unexpectedly, when they pass by a small yard, they hear a lot of noise.

"Why?" Qinghuan frowned and said that since he became a monk, he didn't like noise any more.

As soon as Jin Xuanye saw it, he was worried about it and wanted to persuade Qinghuan to leave. Unexpectedly, the people in the yard rushed out.

Qinghuan watched the man in green stagger out, and then he was pressed back. Although it was only a short time, it reminded him of his half life.

——My family name is Li, and my name is Zhanyuan. My character is clear. Although Pizhou people dare not say that they are full of talents, they still have some talents. A teacher is enough.

——What's the meaning of "roll" here?

——Half string, this wine... Keke... This wine is so strong... Keke.

——Jin mianye, in fact, I was not drunk that day. You... I, I all know, you know it's wrong. You and I are both men. We can't do this. It's against our usual ethics

... Jin mianye, you and I don't want to meet again in the future. How can men do this? This is too much. It's ridiculous! If you want to feel sick, how can you have any love?

Qinghuan looks at the familiar face that just flashed by. She doesn't want to, but is stopped by someone.

"What are you doing! He is not Li Zhanyuan! Wake up Jin Xuan roared at night.

"I know, but I just want to see it as if he's still there." Qinghuan looks at Jin Xuanye with a little prayer in her eyes.

Jin Xuanye had never seen Qinghuan. He could not help but let him go.

Qinghuan see he let go of the hand, hurriedly toward just song Xingcheng left direction.

"Alas." Seeing that Qinghuan is determined to go, Jin Xuanye sighs. He is afraid that something will happen to Qinghuan, so he has to follow him.

Qinghuan knows in his heart that the man is not Li Zhanyuan, but he still wants to have a look as if the man is still alive.

"I want to find your master!" Song Xingcheng tries to break free and yells.

"Mr. Li, my master said no one will be seen." Dark Wei doesn't seem to see song Xingcheng's struggle, and says with a paralyzed face.