Chapter 27 The past of the imperial capital

   “Tuk-tuk–”

  The wooden door of the wing room was knocked from the outside, and Xu Yuan looked back at the sound:

   “What’s the matter?”

   “Sir, your medicinal meal is ready.” A slightly hoarse female voice came into the room.

   “Come in.”

   “Squeak——”

  With a creak, the wooden door was pushed open from the outside, and a slender woman dressed as a shadow guard walked in from the outside with a dinner plate.

  It was the Yinger who had been following Xu Changge all along.

  Hide your face with a mask, tight black clothes, red waist, and a crisp ponytail swaying gently behind your head.

  Looking at each other, Xu Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly.

  In memory,

  As a standard playboy villain,

  As a lustful hungry ghost who has the glorious record of forcibly taking medicine and demanding one dragon and five phoenixes,

  Xu Changtian naturally had thoughts about the slender figure next to his eldest brother, and even “tactfully” begged Xu Changge for him when he was in the imperial capital.

  Yuanchen felt that the other party was a dog raised in his family, and a dog with a higher level of cultivation was no different from a dog with a lower level.

  The result of asking for it was natural and smooth, and it came from a violent beating from the elder brother.

  These memories that flashed through his mind made Xu Yuanzheng speechless.

  It’s ridiculous.

  Going around Goulan, sleeping with maids, and robbing civilian girls is fine, but the second generation ancestor of the original body actually put his idea into his own military equipment system.

  Yinger is a high-level shadow guard trained by their family.

  Xu Changge’s nature of begging others is about the same as the prince letting the female general who returned from fighting outside to warm his bed.

  Although I know it is absurd, the play still has to be performed.

  After verifying that he was not taken away, Xu Changge left without asking any questions.

  Where did his mysterious technique come from?

  How do you get the innate body?

  What happened along the way when Ran Qingmo was used as a meat ticket, and why did he force Ran Qingmo to let go at the end?

   Xu Changge never asked about these matters.

   Or,

  Xu Changge didn’t think that this idiot brother who had been beaten up by him since he was a child would tell him these things honestly.

  If Xu Yuan hadn’t been sealed up in advance when beating him up, Xu Changge even felt that he could hear some outrageous words from this bastard.

  Therefore, he kept this shadow who had been following him by Xu Yuan’s side.

  Xu Yuan judged that this was protection and surveillance.

  My every move will probably be passed on to Xu Changge by the other party intact.

  His personality can change slowly, but never overnight.

  Using death to force Ran Qingmo to let go Ran Qingmo can barely be explained by having feelings for her along the way. The conversation and expressions between him and Ran Qingmo at the entrance of the cave should be clearly seen by Xu Changge on the mountain top with his mind and soul .

   Moreover, this is not the first time that Yuan himself has done such absurd things as forcing him to death.

  Thinking,

  Xu Yuan’s gaze wandered openly and aboveboard on Ying’er’s slim figure wrapped in tight black clothes.

  Xu Changge didn’t hit hard this time. Although Xu Yuan was knocked out, he was able to get out of bed and walk after two days.

  Ying’er entered the room, silently leaned over and placed the dinner plate on the wooden table in the middle of the wing.

  At this time,

  Xu Yuan suddenly chuckled and said;

   “Heh~ In the end, Xu Changge still gave you to me.”

  Ying’er didn’t seem to hear what he said, and still took the medicinal meal out of the dinner plate step by step and placed it on the wooden table.

  “.”

  Seeing him, Xu Yuan got off the bed, with a smile on his lips, and slowly walked behind Ying’er’s slim figure, raising his hand to hit the opponent’s chassis.

  The palm falls.

  啪——

   A crisp sound resounded in the silent wing.

  The room was silent for a moment.

  Ying’er’s eyes drooped slightly, without any emotional fluctuations in them.

  Xu Yuan was taken aback for a moment.

  This woman has such a high level of cultivation, why doesn’t she hide?

  In the past, didn’t this woman avoid all his attempts to get rich?

  Thinking for a moment, Xu Yuan’s smile didn’t change, and he braced himself to continue exerting force, but the next moment his eyes were in a trance.

   “Patter——”

  A severed hand fell to the ground.

  The cut surface of the broken hand is neat, the touch is cold, and the suffocation feels like falling into an ice cave.

   “嗡——”

  Back to reality,

  Xu Yuan’s hand was still lightly pressing on the woman’s peach buttocks, and Ying’er just looked back at him calmly.

  This breath reminded him of the hallucination of his head flying high when he first saw Ran Qingmo.

  In an instant, Xu Yuan understood that the other party wanted to use this once and for all method to solve his spying on her.

   Breathing a little short, Xu Yuan gritted his teeth cooperatively and took two steps back:

   “What do you mean?”

  “.”

  Ying’er didn’t speak, she looked away flatly, turned around and left the room, still not forgetting to gently close Xu Yuan’s door before leaving.

  In the room, there was silence for two seconds.

   “哐啷——”

  Xu Yuan kicked the wooden table in front of him over, and all the precious medicinal food on it were thrown to the ground.

   After taking a few breaths, Xu Yuan started to tear down the house while pretending to roar in the room:

   “I want to kill you! If you dare to treat me like this, I will let my father kill you!!

   “Bastard!! When I reach my cultivation level, I will destroy your meridians and put you in the dungeon!!”

  On the corners of the cornices and wings on the top of the attic on the back of the huge black eagle, two figures are sitting leisurely and blowing the wind.

  The unshaven Zhou Chen was lying on his side on the eaves, with his sword blade aside, holding a gourd of wine and drinking tons and tons.

  Sensing what happened in the main wing, Zhou Chen shivered slightly.

  These three sons dared to even touch that woman’s butt.

  The corners of his lips curled into a hook, Zhou Chen looked at Si Ziyu beside him, and said in a slightly respectful voice:

   “As expected of the third son, his courage is astonishing.”

  Si Ziyu sat cross-legged next to him, also sensed what happened downstairs, and smiled softly:

   “In this kind of matter, the third son’s courage has always been different from ordinary people. Back then, Wu Chenghou’s granddaughter was tied back to Xiangguo’s mansion.”

   “Is there such a thing?”

  Zhou Chen was a little surprised: “I remember that princess didn’t just come to Beijing to meet her relatives a year ago?”

  That is the granddaughter of the Northern Army God in the court, and she dares to tie her up.

  Third son, you have too much personality.

  Si Ziyu glanced at Zhou Chen:

   “Otherwise, why do you think the third son came to Jingjiang City from the Imperial Capital a year ago?”

  Zhou Chen touched the stubble, his eyes flickered for a moment, then suddenly lowered his voice, and asked in a low voice:

   “Did that happen?”

  Si Ziyu had a smile in his eyes:

   “Are you still interested in this kind of thing?”

  Zhou Chen slammed his mouth a little bored:

   “If you can’t say it, let it go.”

  Si Ziyu looked into the distance and said slowly:

   “Almost, I was responsible for the safety of the third son at that time, and the eldest son of Wu Chenghou led people into the Xiangguo Mansion and rescued him.”

  Zhou Chen shook his head, lifted the gourd to fill the wine:

   “The young master? Are you his opponent?”

  Si Ziyu shook his head: “No.”

  Zhou Chen raised his eyebrows:

   “I remember his temper is not very good, the third son was not killed?”

  Si Ziyu said slowly:

   “At that time, the eldest son was in the mansion, but he didn’t know that the girl was Wu Chenghou’s granddaughter.”

  “.”

  Silence,

  Zhou Chen narrowed his eyes:

   “You mean that the little princess was tied up by the third son as soon as she entered the city before she recognized her relatives. What a coincidence?”

  Si Ziyu shook his head:

  ”Of course it wouldn’t be such a coincidence, the third son said, he was encouraged.

   “But who encouraged him, he can’t remember.”

  (end of this chapter)