Lu Xiaofeng's sword screams nine days

Chapter 67

Ye Gucheng still lives in Prince Taiping's Mansion.

After that night, he and Gong Jiu still slept in the same bed and ate at the same table.Everything is the same as yesterday, there is no difference.

However, both Gong Jiu and Ye Gucheng knew that things were different between them.

On August [-]th, the wedding day is approaching, and the capital started a big gambling game. The bet is the shocking battle between Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuuxue, who will fall to the top of the Forbidden City.

No matter how nicely the dealer said it, to put it bluntly, he was betting on who would die between Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuuxue.There was no mention of winning or losing. Everyone knew more or less in their hearts that according to the characters of Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng, this battle will never stop, so winning or losing is useless.

Gong Jiu was so angry that she wanted to break the game, but Ye Gucheng stopped her.Gong Jiu would definitely listen to Ye Gucheng's words, so even though his teeth were itching with anger, he did not take any action.

The decisive battle is approaching, and Gong Jiu's deployment is becoming more and more perfect. Ye Gucheng is still calm every day, but Gong Jiu is getting more and more restless.Ye Gucheng rubbed his nose, he really wanted to tell Gong Jiu that he and Ximen Chuuxue were just fighting each other, not life or death.However, he wanted to see Gong Jiu get angry in a hurry.The Baiyun City Lord, who has always been indifferent in Baiyun City, would occasionally play pranks.

The days passed by like this, Ye Gucheng practiced swords and drank tea in Prince Taiping's mansion, let the two little girls, the palace master and Shangguan Xue'er, act like a baby, and watched Gong Jiu blow up his subordinates because of trivial things.

Until, someone sent a greeting card.

That day was already the twelfth of August.The fifteenth date is only three days away.Taiping Prince's Mansion was the same as before, but the condensation in the air was tighter than before.

That greeting card is extremely gorgeous.The thin agarwood is embossed with dragons and phoenixes, and the tails of the phoenixes are dotted with white jade. It feels heavy in the hand.Open it and see that it is a hairpin flower in small characters.

In the old year, I was apprenticed to a teacher, but I never had the chance to teach the emperor. I have practiced hard for six years in ancient times. I hope that the city lord will see me, give me two or three pointers, and show my friendship.

At the bottom right, the great seal of Nanwangfu is printed squarely.It was clearly the prince's private invitation, but it was imprinted with the imprint of Nanwangfu. The profound meaning here is self-evident.

Gong Jiu rolled up the wide sleeves beside the blue flowing clouds, and handed the invitation to Ye Gucheng to see.Gong Jiu's fingers are very slender, white and slender, but they firmly hold the not-so-light greeting card.

It was only Yin time, and Ye Gucheng had just returned from practicing swords. It was early autumn and the morning in Shengjing was already cold, but Ye Gucheng was not wearing thick clothes, his cuffs were neatly tied up, and the cuffs were embroidered with exquisite cloud patterns. It is like a sword that has withdrawn its scabbard after a fierce battle.

Peerless Divine Soldier.There is no two elegance.

At this moment, Gong Jiu has not got up yet.Leaning on the autumn-scented soft back, lazily lying on his side on the bed, Ye Gucheng sat down at Gong Jiu's table, glanced at the invitation and counted it as having read it.

With a slap, it was thrown on the case, and a side inkstone was knocked, splashing a few drops of black ink, which landed on the inlaid white jade.

"Brother wants to see him?" Gong Jiu turned over and put the soft back down, one could see that the pampered hand rested on the delicate chin, and there was a trace of deep voice in her voice.

Ye Gucheng pursed his lips and lowered his eyes, "I shouldn't see him?" Ye Gucheng was not completely ignorant of Gong Jiu's plan, otherwise, he could go anywhere to compete with Ximen Chuuxue, and he didn't have to choose such an eye-catching one. Place.It is precisely because he knows that these days, he is extra cautious, afraid that his unintentional words and deeds will destroy his brother's plan that has been planned for many years.

Gong Jiu suddenly smiled, but there was a bit of undisguised malice and cruelty in that smile. "See, of course I have to. Some things that don't belong to him have been brought by him for so long, and my brother should take them back himself."

Ye Gucheng raised his eyebrows and said nothing.Rather than letting his younger brother surround him like a trapped animal every day, it is better to let him move his hands and harm others.

Misfortune is brought to the east, who else can do it smoothly with Ye Gucheng?

It's impolite to meet guests with other families.Naturally, Ye Gucheng would not do anything rude, so Zhao Huaigu was invited to Ye Gucheng's other courtyard in the capital.

The other courtyard is extremely low-key, there is no word inscribed on the plaque, but in the lower right corner of the entire plaque, there are three small gold-plated characters of "Baiyun City" in small script.There are no guards around, just the word Baiyun City is enough.

Zhao Huaigu followed the boy in white clothes through the winding corridors. The corridors have been filled with a faint fragrance for many years. Zhao Huaigu glanced at the railings. The crimson logs were not painted, but just painted with a layer of anti-corrosion and water-resistant clear oil. , The surface of the log has faint golden lines.Zhao Huaigu was a little suspicious, he couldn't figure out what kind of wood it was, but there was only one kind of wood with golden threads in the world, golden nanmu.

Golden nanmu has been used by the imperial court since ancient times, Ye Gucheng should not commit any crime knowingly.It has always been a big taboo for Confucianism to violate the law with literature, and for chivalry to violate the law with martial arts. If you are not careful, you will die.

The little boy seemed to understand what Zhao Huaigu was thinking, and bowed to him with a smile, "Your Majesty is wondering, what kind of wood does my master use?" Tongji, the whole person is also round and cute Yuxue.

The child in front of him seemed to be at the age of a child, so Zhao Huaigu did not blame the child for his impoliteness. He stroked the polished and smooth pillar with his hand, carefully identified it, and said to the child, "The city lord is really different from me and other mortals. The wood from it is not ordinary.”

The little boy smiled smugly, his whole face squeezed into a white ball.He usually followed Ye Gucheng, he was young, honest and cute, Ye Gucheng didn't want to show his temperament, so he didn't teach him etiquette.

And when she was in Baiyun City, Ye Qingge liked children who were naive and acted like a baby. Unfortunately, her eldest son was serious since childhood, and although her younger son could act like a baby, she missed the cutest childhood.Leng Buding saw the little boy who was following his eldest son, humming like a meat bun, so he felt very close and doted on him.

All the maids and sword servants in the whole house treated him like a younger brother, they pinched his fleshy cheeks, slapped his fleshy buttocks and other things, and they did it skillfully.So this little boy has never been afraid of people, his emotions are all displayed on his face.

Zhao Huaigu saw that he was smiling smugly, so he couldn't help being amused, he simply stopped, and tapped the pillar lightly, the pillar made a sound like gold and jade.He turned his head and asked the little boy, "This wood is really different. It smells long and fragrant, and its texture is absolutely like gold and jade. I have never seen it before, but I don't know where the city lord got it from?"

The little boy's smile deepened, his whole face was turned into a meat bun, his facial features were crowded together, it was not ugly, it just added a bit of cuteness. "This silk-wrapped wood was specially found by our young master from a place of bitter cold for my city lord. It smells fragrant and has a hard texture. I heard from Sister Bai that the place where this wood grows is extremely cold, and it can only grow three inches a year. My family The young master is so kind to the city lord that he even used it as a corridor." Then he paused, clenched his fleshy white fists, and seriously added to Zhao Huaigu, "Sister Bai is the maidservant next to our young master. I eat candy."

Zhao Huaigu didn't know who the Bai sister he was talking about was, but he didn't care at all.She's just a maid, so what's there to care about.What he cares more about is the "son" in the kid's mouth.

From the boy's words, it is not difficult to find that this so-called "son" has a very close relationship with Ye Gucheng.No matter how good a friend is, it is not so generous.If it was intentional to please... Zhao Huaigu rejected this conjecture in his heart.Xiaotong is Ye Gucheng's entourage, but he keeps saying "our son". If the relationship between the two is so close, how can there be any deliberate curry favor?

A kind of irritability suddenly sprouted in Zhao Huaigu's heart.How could Ye Gucheng be so close to others?He couldn't help but think of that dream that seemed real.

In the dream, Ye Gucheng was his half-brother, who was so indifferent to him, and, until Ye Gucheng died, he was alone.No friends, no loved ones, and no worries.

Because Ye Gucheng treated everyone the same, Zhao Huaigu didn't feel too uncomfortable.After all, being gentle to everyone and not being gentle to everyone are actually the same thing.He told himself that his brother was just not gentle with everyone.

However, after waking up from the dream, he was not Ye Gucheng's younger brother, and he didn't even have the chance to worship Ye Gucheng.It's not that he is not lost in his heart, but Zhao Huaigu can still tell himself that he is just a stranger to his brother.Brother has no reason to be nice to strangers.

Yes, Zhao Huaigu called Ye Gucheng "brother", even though this title can never be pronounced.Zhao Huaigu believed in the truth in the dream, and at some point, his feelings towards Ye Gucheng had changed.He didn't care about Ye Gucheng's indifference, he felt that a peerless swordsman like Ye Gucheng should be so indifferent.However, suddenly knowing that there was such a son beside Ye Gucheng, Zhao Huaigu was burned with jealousy.

Perhaps it was because the fierceness in Zhao Huaigu's eyes was too explicit, the boy in white suddenly stopped his voice, covered his small mouth with his fat hands, blinked his grape-like eyes, and timidly called out, "Your Majesty...? What's wrong?" Is it?"

The tender child's voice rang in his ears, and Zhao Huaigu's heart was shocked. After a while, he calmed down and smiled at the child, again with a gentle look.He took off the beeswax wrench from his thumb, put it in the boy's hand, patted his head, and said with a smile, "It's okay, you can play with this." The beeswax wrench is not a rare thing, what is rare is So moist and pure, without blemishes.Being used to reward people at will, and he is still a young child, it has to be said that the prince of Nan Wang is a big hand.

The little boy bit his lip, did not speak, but obediently accepted Zhao Huaigu's reward.

The long corridor is coming to an end.Zhao Huaigu's heart suddenly became very fast.

poo.Leisurely, tossing and turning.

The author has something to say: Gong Jiu has already become irritable. l3l4