Agent Leng Fei: Playing with the Heartless Emperor

Chapter 98 Young Master, what else?
With the bright moon and silver light in his eyes, the ripples of the years flashed in his heart, his clothes were blown by the wind, Han Xiu strolled leisurely in the courtyard, opened his lips and murmured, "Yong Mei: By the broken bridge outside the post, lonely without a master, it's already dusk to worry about alone, More wind and rain. Unintentionally struggling for spring, let the crowds be jealous, scattered into mud and dust, only the fragrance remains the same."

"it is good!"

I don't know who shouted loudly in the arena, disrupting that moment of silence!A light flashed in the eyes of the old man, he was chewing on the poem, nodding non-stop, forgetting to remind him of the poem.

Jun Liyang's eyes at the window on the third floor of Tianya Residence were lost, and he was so lonely... His complexion was desolate, the bits and pieces turned into mud and dust, but the fragrance remained the same. He suddenly changed the tea for wine, and drank with his head raised, In my heart, the icy face remains the same.

Han Xiu stopped with his hands behind his back, raised his eyes to look at the thousand mountains, and saw a misty and lonely shadow in his eyes, and said in a clear voice, "The orchid on the top of the mountain: I am on the top of the thousand mountains, and the deep cracks in the torte are wonderful and thick. It's not because there are clouds under my feet. , come and don’t know whether to stay or not.”

This time it was even more noisy, all eyes were focused on this young man wearing a mask, some people couldn't help but praise him, but most of them were jealous eyes.

Seeing the strong reaction from the crowd, Jun Linfeng just clapped along blindly, muttering "Why don't I understand." He turned around and said, "Third brother, tell me, what do you mean—" But seeing Jun Liyang's expression The indifference is frightening, and there is an unconcealable pain in the depths of the eyes, "There are clouds floating under my feet, and I don't know if I come or go." Before I finished speaking, I started drinking again.

Jun Linfeng's bright eyes suddenly dimmed, whether he will not know each other when he comes and will not stay, sister-in-law, the third brother must be thinking of you, whether he will never know each other and never stay, his clean and pure mind suddenly thinks of Wanzhi, and his eyes can't hide the sadness tears.

Han Xiu swept across the crowd lightly, and walked slowly, "In the shadow of Langgan, the bamboo leans against the building, the blue waves are endless, and the flowers and colors are full of fragrance, and the color of a plant is withered in spring and autumn."

Some people at the scene couldn't sit still, and those who came to watch the poetry meeting were especially excited. Although the person didn't see his face, he exuded a cool temperament, and he felt like snowflakes were flying and icy clean.

The white clothes, like the moonlight washed away, shine instantly.

"Okay, okay!" The old man's beard trembled, and he came back to his senses, "Young master, there is another song!"

Han Xiu nodded. He was bold and unreasonable just now, but now he has become a son. He seemed to feel the gaze of Jun Liyang upstairs, and he took in the sadness of Jun Linfeng. At this moment, he was startled in his heart. Slightly raised, the sharpness after laziness, the playfulness in the half-smile...

Unexpectedly, there was that look in his eyes again, and he lowered his eyebrows for a moment. Unexpectedly, the emperor was leaning against the flower window on the third floor of Fengyage Pavilion, enjoying wine and poetry leisurely. For some reason, the latent hatred in his heart flooded into his eyes. The first said, "When autumn comes and September [-]th, I will have all the flowers blooming. The fragrance soaring to the sky penetrates the universe, and the city is full of golden armor."

The entire arena was suddenly silent, and the emperor on the third floor paused his hand holding the wine, his eyes were dark for a moment, and suddenly his lips curled up, "Chu Shang, listen to this man's tone, I will kill all the flowers in bloom—" —The whole city is full of golden armour, what a bold tone!"

Chu Shang, who was pretending to be with the emperor, has always been not very interested in the arena, but now he can't help but raise his eyebrows when he heard this. When he saw the white figure again, Wubo's eyes moved slightly. This is not the figure in the night. ?Withdrawing his gaze, "You don't want to be frivolous and waste young people, you are worrying too much."

(End of this chapter)