From now on, the Son of Heaven does not come early

Chapter 543 Let You Pick
Difficult?No, he wanted to nibble away little by little!
Feng Yuran frowned, the two grew up together, no one knows Feng Yiran better than him!
Ye Qin looked at King Anyang, and couldn't help but said: "Qiantui, I hope Qiantui can remain as calm as before."

Feng Yuran was taken aback for a moment, and after a long silence, he nodded.

This time I went to battle with the emperor, too many things really happened. The emperor forced him to tell the cause of the third brother's death, and he asked himself to send an imperial decree, plus those things in the Kingdom of Shu, it really made him a little upset up.

"The king knows what to do."

After the three of them discussed, they left separately. Feng Yuran got into the carriage, thought about it, and took out the paper fan that he had been carefully collecting from his arms. The snow-white fan was replaced by hydrangeas in full bloom. There is a line of small characters, if you don't look closely, you can hardly see it.

Feng Yuran took a deep breath, opened the fan with a click, and swayed it gently, the fragrant wind hit people.

"Go to Hualiu Lane."

The coachman replied yes, and drove the wooden carriage slowly along Chang'an Avenue.

Have you ever imagined that former enemies would sit at the same table so calmly and be exhausted for the same person?
Feng Yuran closed his eyes, and sure enough, the most attractive person in the world was Xiao Xiao...

After several bumps, the car finally stopped at the side of the road. When the old bustard saw the familiar carriage, she cheerfully came up to him and said with a smile, "Oh my lord, you haven't been here for a long time!"

Feng Yuran walked down the carriage slowly, still with the smiling fox face, shaking the paper fan in his hand, but the fan is no longer the usual snow-white, but painted with clusters of hydrangeas tightly embracing each other , blooming along the fan bone.

The old procuress couldn't help but narrowed his eyes with a smile when he saw someone, this master is not only handsome, but also quite generous in his shots, if he is 20 years younger, how can he be Xiaoliu?She went up to serve herself.

The old bustard turned around and shouted: "Xiao Liu, Master Yu is here!"

Inside the pavilion, Xiao Liu pressed her thumping chest and took a deep breath.

How long has it been?It's been so long that she thinks that this man has forgotten her, so long that she thinks that she will never see this man again in her life, but now, this man suddenly appeared in front of her like the ghosts written in the book in front of.

Xiao Liu took a deep breath, looked in the mirror again, tried her best to straighten her hair, then opened the door and walked out slowly.

"Master!" Xiao Liu tried her best to make herself smile charmingly. It's been a long time since she saw this man again, her heartbeat would inevitably speed up and it would keep beating non-stop.

Obviously someone who should be proficient in this industry, but for some reason, he became nervous today.

The old bustard frowned, and gave a firm push to wake up the nervous man. The old bustard said angrily, "What are you doing? Why don't you invite me in quickly?"

Only then did Xiao Liu nod, blushing slightly, and invited Feng Yuran in.

Hualiu Lane is still the same as before, full of feasting and feasting, and beautiful fragrance.

The ups and downs of noise can be heard on the street, mixed with the giggles of women, making every passing man intoxicated.

Feng Yuran smiled and sat where he had been sitting all the time. Behind him was the open wooden lattice window. The cold wind blew in, blowing away his black hair.

Seeing this, Xiao Liu wanted to get up to close the window, but the man stretched out his hand to stop him. Outside the window, he knew what he could see without looking.

The imperial palace, the majestic imperial palace, the tallest, most luxurious, largest, and most solemn building in Chang'an City, it was the place where he grew up, where too many blood and tears were buried, and there was a woman he could never forget...

Feng Yuran shook his fan, squinted his eyes, and quietly listened to Xiaoliu's singing: "Qingqing Zijin, take care of my heart, even if I don't go, Zining won't listen..."

Qingqing Zipei, leisurely I think.Even if I don't go, Zining won't come!
Xi Xi pick up in the city of Xi Que.Not seeing each other for a day is like March...

The soft voice spread out in the cold wind, and Feng Yuran couldn't help shivering, but he just refused to close the window.

The cold wind can keep him awake without being disturbed by the world, making him more calm.

After a while, the narrowed fox eyes slowly opened a gap, Feng Yuran took a deep breath, and slowly stood up.

"Xiao Liu, do you want to leave here?"

The singer was stunned for a moment, and looked up at the man leaning on the small couch, sitting against the wind, the blue-gray dark clouds lined his back, the dark roof stretched under his feet, and the golden and green palaces were dotted in the distance. Interlaced, weaving a piece of dim color, this smiling man just sat there quietly, on the blurred background of Chang'an, opened his slender eyes, looked over coldly, Xiao Liu only felt that he was about to be drowned In these thick black eyes without the slightest emotion.

"Xiao Liu... is willing to follow the master, even if it is a mountain of swords and fire, follow the master!"

Feng Yuran raised the corners of his mouth, his slender eyes narrowed into two crescent moons, he lazily leaned back on the small couch, put away the folding fan little by little, and said lightly: "I want you to do one thing, this thing, If you tell it, no one can save you."

Xiao Liu bit her lips, nodded and said, "Xiao Liu is willing to do it!"

"it is good!"

Feng Yuran tapped his palm lightly with his fan, and shouted: "Buddhist, I want to redeem someone!"

The old bustard was naturally overjoyed when the words reached the ears of the old bustard, but when she entered the room, she still tried her best to put on a mournful face and wipe away her tears: "Master, Xiao Liu is our pillar, so many guests come to our place just to see Her glance..."

Feng Yuran took out a stack of banknotes and threw them on the ground, the wind gushing in from the window stirred up the papers on the ground one after another, and in an instant, it seemed as if flowers were blooming in the room, falling one after another.

Seeing this, the old bustard quickly jumped up and grabbed the bank note, took a look at the amount on it, and laughed from ear to ear.

Feng Yuran stood up straight, walked in front of Xiao Liu, picked him up and walked out slowly.

Xiao Liu blushed, buried her head in the man's chest, and quietly listened to the powerful beating of her heart under her clothes. For the first time in her life, she was able to get so close to the man she liked. This life was worth it, even if she died. no regrets.

The news that King Anyang brought back a woman from Hualiu Lane soon reached Feng Yiran's ears. King Muyang sneered, and said lightly, "I thought Lao Wu was not close to women, but it turned out to be a good game."

Although wild flowers are good, the house flower in the palace is more fragrant, more noble, and has more thorns!

"Master, what should we do next?"

"According to the plan, pull out her thorns little by little!"

Roses without thorns can be picked by you.

(End of this chapter)