late night song

Chapter 226
The red lights of Ning Mansion were noisy until nightfall. After Shan Mingxi and Gu Yuchu greeted each other and separated, she ran towards the unique courtyard without hesitation.

No surprise, the Qin Emperor was sitting alone under the moon with his face covered by his hat. It was rare that his guqin was vacant and he had no intention of talking to him.

"Here we come." He didn't look back.

"You always seem to know that someone is coming." Shan Mingxi sat next to him, picked up the wine bottle on the corner table and poured herself a glass, without treating herself as a guest.

"How to say?"

"Who would wear a silk hat in their yard every day?" Shan Mingxi held the cup and squinted her eyes and felt that the wine tasted really good. Then she changed the topic and asked: "Who are you? What are you doing with Ling Ziyu? relation?"

"Heh, you seem to be very unfriendly to Prince Ling." Emperor Qin didn't answer, but laughed.

"answer me!"

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that I know who you are and what you want to do."

"Really?" Shan Mingxi picked up the wine pot with one hand, and when she was about to pour another glass, she threw the wine onto Qin Emperor's hat. In an instant, the moonlight was cooking the wine, and the aroma spread all over the yard.

"I was careless!" As soon as she finished speaking, she stretched out her hand to attack the calm Emperor Qin, but her three moves failed.

"You are so curious about me?" His voice seemed to be smiling, "This is very dangerous."

"What's the danger?" Shan Mingxi continued to attack him on the road without resting, vowing to take off that abominable turban to see what the mysterious dragon Emperor Qin looked like.

Just like that, the two people were flying around in this small yard using Qinggong. You chased me and hid, which was very lively.

In the end, Shan Mingxi successfully pulled off her hat, but all the candles in the yard were extinguished, and her body was tightly held tightly by Emperor Qin from behind.

"Ling Ziyu or Ling Buhuo, if you had to choose one, who would you choose?" He leaned close to her ear and asked clearly every word.

"You don't need to worry about it!" Shan Mingxi frowned and gritted her teeth when she saw that he was so arrogant and unscrupulous.

"Come with me, and nothing you worry about will happen."

He lowered his head sideways, a smile rippling from the corner of his mouth. Under the moon, the shadow above the tip of his nose was shrouded, and the color in his eyes could not be seen clearly, but his angular chin looked particularly beautiful under the moonlight, and his skin also As clear as water.

"I'm not worried about anything!" Shan Mingxi almost shouted, but the more she acted like this, the more it proved that her words were not sincere.

"They brothers will eventually make a decision. If you don't worry, why bother with me?" The man's arm tightened, as if provocative, and the two of them got closer.

"What the hell do you want to do?!"

"Well, I only care about loyal people, but that's not necessarily the case." He deliberately prolonged his voice, intending to arouse the greatest curiosity of the woman in his arms, "Maybe you can stop me."

"You think too highly of yourself. Their brothers will never be taken advantage of by you."

"Then, just wait and see."

The man's hand was slack, and Shan Mingxi, who was being held hostage, took advantage of it. He turned around in an instant, took out the fire stick from his waist, blew it, and raised it forward, but it still missed.

At this time, Emperor Qin put his hat back on, and the fragrance of wine came to her face again. The firelight was hazy, half penetrating the plain gauze, but she could not see her face clearly. She only felt that the outline was very familiar.

"I won't let you succeed!"

Shan Mingxi spoke angrily, the firelight reflecting her red face and unvarnished anger.After saying that, he turned around and left angrily, but after taking a few steps, the guqin played melodiously behind him, as if bidding farewell but also inviting him to stay.

But she didn't look back. She walked straight out of the yard and walked into the alley with shadows of trees.

The alley was empty, not even a cat. The scraping of armor and swords and the sound of neat footsteps could be heard through the bricks and tiles. Shan Mingxi, who was so preoccupied, was lost for a moment.

Simply, she kicked off her legs and flew up to the eaves easily. She wanted to find a way forward, but inadvertently, she saw something unusual from a distance.

A figure in a black cloak was sent out from the back door of the mansion not far away. During the curfew, someone actually left the house in such a mysterious way? !

Out of curiosity, she sneaked closer and discovered that it was the back door of Princess Helan's mansion!
It was so late, so she had no way of knowing whether it was the people from the princess's residence who were out, or whether it was an outsider who was leaving after a secret visit.Perhaps because she had nothing to do, she wanted to follow, but unexpectedly, she was caught by the patrolling army at the corner of the street.

There was no trace of the black cloak, and Shan Mingxi didn't want to cause trouble or cause trouble, so she showed her waist badge, greeted the patrolmen briefly, and then returned to the general's residence to settle down.

What exactly does Ling Ziyu want to do?
The bloodstains on the remaining monuments of dynasty changes sent shivers down Shan Mingxi's spine unconsciously while lying on the bed.

She never thought she would be in such a whirlpool, but when it came to those two brothers, she could never stand idly by.But what can she do?All these became the latest worries to pile up on her pillow.

In addition, Ling Ziyu's ulterior motive to please the Fucheng Prince's Palace made the Yunjing Palace in another place unable to sleep peacefully.

Gu Yuchu thought about it for a few days, but couldn't hold it in any longer. The day after Ling Buhuo ordered his troops to return to the city, he went to his study.

But the moonlight was getting darker, and Ji He and he were dealing with official documents, and the other was quietly practicing calligraphy for many years, but they were knocked out. She wanted to be a virtuous person and quietly exited, but she didn't get angry. He came here and disrupted the situation abruptly.

"Sister Yuchu." Ji He still smiled innocently.

"Can I borrow your big brother for something?" She responded politely but angrily.

"Yeah, it's getting late. It's time for me to go back home. My brothers and sisters have something to talk about." Ji He seemed to be very considerate. He waved his hand and retreated obediently.

"Tell Wu Cen to take you back home." Ling Buhuo then raised his head and said, his tone was normal, but Gu Yuchu sounded particularly uncomfortable.

"Okay." She smiled like the warm sun, and without any hesitation, she agreed softly and stepped back.

With the hissing of the door closing, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became subtle.

"Have you had dinner?" Ling Buhuo turned to her and slowly opened the topic.

"Yeah." Gu Yuchu still stood there, thinking about the tacit understanding between the man and woman. "It's borrowed time, so cherish it. If you have nothing to say, I'll go to sleep peacefully." Ling Buhuo's tone was not good, and his face was even more colorless.

"The spring breeze is blowing on your face. Did you go to bed so early?" She came back to her senses and walked into the large huanghuali desk. She accidentally caught a glimpse of Ji He's calligraphy draft and felt mixed emotions in her heart.

The panlong jade table mirror is only waiting for the person who has thrush.

This budding thought can really be seen at a glance.

"What's going on?" The man frowned slightly, impatiently.

Gu Yuchu was too lazy to bother, and didn't want to sit on Ji and Fangcai's chairs, so he leaned against the bookshelf behind the desk, folded his arms, and got down to the topic.

"What kind of person is King Fucheng? Is he really a wandering cloud and wild crane, a free and easy person?"

"Why do you ask?" he asked, leaning back.

"When King Fucheng married his daughter, Ling Ziyu specially invited an actor from the foreign tribe of Blackwater to marry Yubai. He congratulated Yubai on the wedding, but he openly mentioned that the relationship was permanent. The occasion was inappropriate. If King Fucheng really had no intention of doing anything, Why should Ling Ziyu bother to please him so much?"

"Although King Fucheng does not care about political affairs, he has won the trust of his father. He is obsessed with music and is generous and casual. It is normal for an actor to follow his fancy and ask for some rewards. As for Ling Ziyu, he is probably on an errand to receive the audience and find some excuse. It’s just to show his achievements and face, and even to please the emperor’s uncle by offering flowers and Buddhas to gain some favor, it’s not a big deal.”

"Just because King Fucheng can say a few nice words to him? This is too eye-catching." Obviously, Gu Yuchu's prejudice against Ling Ziyu has never changed.

"King Fucheng had ambitions when he was young, and he had some connections with the nomadic San tribes and distant mountain tribes on the northwest border of Beiling."

As he spoke, Ling Buhuo also stood up and moved towards Gu Yuchu.

"I heard that when he and his father were both princes, the north was unstable, and the late king sent the two of them to lead troops to suppress it. They thought it would be solved by force, but with the cooperation of the two of them, they turned the conflict into friendship without spending a single soldier. .”

"How did you do it?"

"Legend has it that King Fucheng, alone and carrying a jade flute, won the favor of the aliens by using music as a basis for friendship. But in fact, it was my father who was behind with heavy troops, and the aliens did not dare to make any mistakes. After that, the two of them joined forces to go to the table. Opening up the border trade, many foreign peoples lived and intermarried with the people of Beiling in the border areas. However, in the end, the foreign people put all the above benefits into the name of King Fucheng and respected him. Later, a new order was issued , I will only follow it if King Fucheng guarantees it.”

"So when Old King Ling succeeds to the throne, King Fucheng is worried that your father will be jealous, so he doesn't care about worldly affairs and cares about the world?"

"That's probably true, but it also has something to do with his character. In any case, he has been trusted by his father for many years, and his favor has not faded. He is also a powerful person."

"Even so, I'm curious, why don't you go and please this imperial uncle of yours? The Jingchuan Palace has nothing to show for the happy event of Prince Fucheng's Palace except for preparing generous gifts."

"What does it mean?" Ling Buhuo spread his hands, "Everything must be reversed. If I go again, what will my father think? Being too close to the prince will make King Fucheng jealous, but the prince is the prince, so he will not shy away from it, but If it were me, I probably wouldn't have any good face. Let others know about it, and even more criticism, saying that I have evil intentions and lose face, so why bother."

Gu Yuchu nodded, feeling that it made sense.

"Having said that, King Fucheng has been collecting feathers for so many years. There is no need to lose his heart because of you two brothers. Anyway, he has a noble status and is not short of wealth and glory. He has a good wife and beautiful family, and his life is stable and leisurely. He doesn't want anything more. .”

"A good wife and a beautiful wife, well, that sounds good." Ling Buhuo crossed his arms and leaned against the bookshelf, raising his eyebrows and nodding on this topic.

"Yes! It's best to be innocent and innocent, good at cooking and versed in poetry, right?!" Gu Yu rolled her eyes when she saw him looking so admiring for the first time. She meant something, but she felt a little regretful when she said it, so she turned around and pretended Go looking for books.

She turned her face away and couldn't help but blame herself.

I used to be able to express my emotions and anger with ease, but why am I so restless now?It was probably because he had been getting along with Ji He so much these days that he gradually accumulated anger, and he couldn't always control it.

"A beautiful wife is easy to come by, but a good wife is hard to find. If a good wife is also a beautiful wife, only one person is enough." Ling Buhuo passed through the side of her face with one hand, took out a military book, and responded with a smile, this jealousy He smelled it after all.

"Ahem. The requirements are quite high."

Gu Yuchu didn't look back, pouted and muttered, but he was afraid that he might reveal his thoughts again, so he turned his head sideways and asked: "Who is Emperor Qin? Isn't he for your use? Why? Got involved with Ling Ziyu."

"Since when has he been used by me?" Ling Buhuo was a little surprised.

"Didn't you arrange the Chenglu Street Oiran finals and the music performance at the Yuling bonfire back then?"

"No."

"That's strange. Could it be that Ling Ziyu sent him from Hehe to Beiling to monitor us silently?" Gu Yuchu frowned and muttered to himself.

"Ji He and I have nothing to do." Ling Buhuo put the military book he had just taken off through her shoulder and put it back intact, then leaned close to her ear and lowered his head to explain.

"It's nothing?" The woman didn't react for a moment, but just now a trace of the man's orchid breath gently passed around her ears, and her face started to heat up unconsciously.

"So, you don't have to worry, let alone say any angry words."

"I do not have"

"If you are angry with me again, I will do something to you if you can't protect me."

Ling Buhuo put his hands around her waist, hugged her from behind, bit his ear, and warned gently.

"Well, I'm a little sleepy. You should rest." Gu Yuchu wanted to escape, but her waist was tightly locked. The man stepped forward and she almost fell down on the bookshelf.

"In a few days, I plan to send Xiaofan to Sanxing Academy. If I follow Xuanlai, I will be sieved by him." Ling Buhuo rubbed the calluses on her tiger's mouth and was not honest with the woman in his arms. Doesn't seem to care.

"Will the academy accept you at this age?"

"Of course it's a little late, but with my letter, it's natural to be a medicine boy for Xuan Lai. I really don't have time to teach him these days, and he sincerely wants to practice medicine, so I can't delay."

"That's nice to say. We're not worried about Lejia Pengkang, so we sent Xiaofan to learn the skills while keeping an eye on him." Gu Yuchu pretended to be angry, bent his elbow and poked the man behind him, but in fact, he agreed in his heart.

"Of course it's better to be cautious." Ling Buhuo did not deny it and laughed.

(End of this chapter)