King Yan's Canary

Chapter 113 Chapter 112 To your room?

He was certain that the white-clothed scholar could not understand his sign language.

I regret it after the competition, the old man can understand it, let alone this man-eating monster?

Wait, how could that old man understand my sign language?

Isn't this the special sign language for His Royal Highness?Impossible to spread to the people!

Then I thought again, why bother so much, so what if I understand it?

He eats human corpses, maybe those so-called muntjac meat are really human flesh!

Thinking about disliking this scholar who hides a knife in his smile even more.

Of course, it was impossible for the white-clothed scholar to understand, so he asked in a little shock: "Young master, can you not speak? This, is it sign language? But your makeup is very good, and you can't speak and still use makeup. Ah? To please..."

She glanced at Xiao Zhen with warm eyes, and said with a smile, "Is your husband?"

He didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, he deliberately poked Wen Ruyu's pain point and said.

Xiao Zhen didn't take it seriously at all, and looked at Wen Ruyu jokingly, as if to say: Didn't you say to find him?He doesn't even know you can't speak?You don't even know about half-face makeup?

Wen Ruyu knew what he meant, but pretended not to see it.

He didn't bother to argue with the white-clothed scholar, but Jin Luomi's pupils were filled with a smile that was not a smile, and he stared at him without turning.

The white-clothed scholar was very annoyed at being stared at by him, the corners of his lips were slightly pursed, and his voice was so calm that he couldn't tell whether he was angry or angry: "My lord, why do you look at Xiaosheng with such eyes? Is there any dirt on Xiaosheng's face? Besides, the person with dirt is You, one side of your face is stained."

[My flowers have nothing to do with you!There is no dirt on your face!But you have it in your heart! 】

Wen Ruyu gestured wildly at him angrily.

It's a pity that the white-clothed scholar couldn't understand anything, so he smiled at him charmingly and ironically, and said to himself: Apart from your pretty looks, what can you compare to me?

But he said innocently, "Young Master, I really don't know what you mean."

Xiao Zhen seemed impatient.

Pushing away Wen Ruyu's hand, took the elbow of the white-clothed scholar, and pulled him to the door, "Go, ignore him, it's time for dinner, let me treat you to something. "

He still uses me.

Not my king.

Not the seat that he calls himself to strangers.

As soon as they left, only Xi Du and Wen Ruyu were left messing around in the wind.

Wen Ruyu came to the bronze mirror slowly, and slowly removed her makeup with silk. After removing her makeup, her complexion was extremely unsightly, pale, and her heart rate was a little too fast, as if she couldn't even breathe smoothly.

Xi Du thought he was angry, and comforted him softly: "Xiaoyu, don't worry too much. The prince may be...to make you jealous on purpose?"

Wen Ruyu was extremely uncomfortable, and waved his hand weakly at him, her fingertips were trembling slightly: 【I'm tired, I want to take a rest.You, go back first. 】

Xidu wanted to say something, but moved his lips, but he didn't say anything.

He could only carry the half-sprayed medicine and walk out the door.

Walk and look back.

Until the door, "Xiaoyu."

He stopped him suddenly.

Wen Ruyu tilted her head, [Huh? 】

Seeing half of Daji's enchanting side face with make-up, Xidu's breathing was slightly stagnant, and his voice became a little hoarse: "If you want, I can take you away."

Wen Ruyu was taken aback.

Xi Du's eyes were hot, and they quietly fell on his face, with an expectant smile.

The setting sun was like a shadow, and the mottled light spots refracted from the pavilion outside the door reflected Xidu's slender figure. Wen Ruyu realized for the first time that if he hadn't been wearing a blindfold, he should also be a handsome man.

No worse than that white-clothed scholar.

Thinking of the scholar in white, he remembered to tell Xiao Zhen the fact that he cannibalized human corpses.

Xiao Zhen deserved to die, but so many guards were innocent.

Thinking of this, he beckoned Xi Du to come in again: 【Come here, I have something to tell you. 】

After a pause, he pointed to the door again: [Close the door. 】

Xidu thought that he was willing to go with him, so he nodded his head happily and said, "Okay."

Put Xiao Zhen's medicine directly on the cabinet at the door, and when he closed the door, he looked from the outside to make sure that no one else saw it, closed the door happily, ran over, and sat down with a small bench Next to Wen Ruyu, with his arms propped up, he looked like a child obediently listening to his teacher's lecture.

Wen Ruyu deliberately opened the window to observe, and after confirming that the partition wall had no ears, she slowly showed Xidu what she had seen and heard just now.

……

the other side.

Xiao Zhen didn't go directly to the white-clothed scholar's room, but asked the waiter to open a box, and sat face to face with him, drinking and eating meat.

The white-clothed scholar was funny, and looked at him with tenderness and affection: "Why don't you go to my room now?"

Xiao Zhen personally poured the wine for him, and said as he poured, "The store actually asked me to go at Xu o'clock in the evening. Naturally, there are store rules. If I break this rule, I'm afraid it will cause the store's displeasure and resentment, right?"

His phoenix eyes are as deep as an ocean containing vast stars, and when he is gentle, he can touch people's hearts.But when he is serious, he has the indifference of rejecting others thousands of miles away.

The white-clothed scholar couldn't see through him a little bit, his smiling eyes were crooked, and his tone was slightly complaining: "Why does the official grandpa eat every shop? It makes us look like strangers."

"Oh, so what should I call you?"

The wine was already filled, Xiao Zhen put away the jug and raised his glass to signal him to toast.

The scholar in white held the handle of the cup with both hands, clinked glasses with him with ambiguous eyes, and said softly, "It's Xiadonglin, the winter of winter, the rain of sweet rain. The official grandpa can call me directly, or call me Lin'er. I don't know if your Excellency is ?”

"Oh, Dong Lin, what a great name! It's the same name as your inn, right?" Xiao Zhen's eyes were unclear, and his gaze was on the wine glass in his hand, reflecting a shimmering water.

"Yes, so, where's your name?" The white-clothed scholar couldn't see through him even more, and asked impatiently.

"My name is very common."

Xiao Zhen took a sip of his wine, maybe the wine was too strong, he took a breath, and then said slowly: "My name is Wang Wenyu, my parents hoped that I would become a scholar, but I never thought I would become a warrior in the end."

In fact, he pretended to be deep for a long time, but he was thinking about what pseudonym he should use.

In the end, Wang Wenyu was chosen. Wang is the king of Yanwang, and Wenyu is the homonym of Wen and Yu.

The scholar in white knows nothing.

I thought what he said was true, and my eyes lit up, "It's also a good name. I don't know, Brother Wen Yu, where is he from?"

Of course Xiao Zhen couldn't tell the truth, and he chatted nonsense with him until the sun went west, and the waiter came to light the lamp, and they discussed some poems and songs.

Xiao Zhen said suddenly: "Mr. Donglin, it's time for Xu."

The white-clothed scholar was stunned for a moment, and immediately realized that he was just pretending to be prudish, thinking about that all the time.

Man, there really isn't a good thing.

But this man is so bad that people like it.

She glanced at him tenderly and charmingly, and said with a shy voice, "Why don't you go to my room?"

"Uh-huh."

Xiao Zhen nodded happily, his phoenix eyes slightly curved, and he smiled.

"Brother Wen Yu, please follow me."

The scholar in white got up and led the way, and the two quickly left the box and walked towards the backyard of the inn.

He was very normal before, but when he reached the corridor in the corner, he couldn't extricate himself anymore, sometimes he turned around the pillars, raised his thighs up to rub lightly, and bit a strand of hair to glance at Xiao Zhen.

Sometimes she took off half of her shoulders and held her forehead to pretend to be drunk: "Brother Wenyu, I'm drunk."

Xiao Zhen knew very well that he was seducing himself.

"Don't worry, go to your room."

Xiao Zhen pulled his arm to speed up his pace, and walked towards the room with the lights on.

Looks like he's in a hurry.

As soon as he entered the West Wing, the scholar in white twitched his fingertips and tore off his belt in an instant. He couldn't wait to throw himself on Xiao Zhen, pretending to kiss him!

Xiao Zhen raised his eyes and scanned his room sharply.

The whole room is relatively simple and elegant, with overlapping beaded curtains, and the carved wooden bed is hidden behind the curtains, looming and mysterious.

Xiao Zhen looked around, and his eyes fell on a picture scroll hanging on the wall.

A beautiful nine-tailed fox is painted on it.

I couldn't help but ask, "Did you draw that painting?"

The white-clothed scholar was slightly sober in the confusion of love, and the movement of kissing him stopped. When is he still in the mood to care about a painting?

Is he trying to get to know me better?

"That's right, I drew it. The painting is not good, and Brother Wen Yu laughed at it."

"Why draw a fox?"

Xiao Zhen expressed his puzzlement, touched his head and then rubbed it again, looking a little pampered.

The scholar in white was taken aback again.

As expected of the man I had my eyes on.

There is still a difference between him and those ordinary men.

Immediately, the corners of his eyes twitched, and he smiled slightly: "Because I am a fox!"

"Isn't it?"

Xiao Zhen deliberately joked: "Fox spirit?"

"That's right, I'm a vixen. Are you afraid?" The white-clothed scholar entangled him again as if joking.

Xiao Zhen replied boldly and flirtatiously: "I'm afraid. Of course I'm afraid....I'm afraid you will suck me dry."

"Hahaha……"

These words amused the white-clothed scholar, he laughed out loud, "Then are you willing to let me suck you dry?"

"Yes, of course I would. But..."

"But what?"

Xiao Zhen pulled him to the bedside, waved his big hand, and wrapped his arms around his waist, as if to please him: "However, you promise me that you will sing me a song."

"Really want to listen to music?"

The white-clothed scholar was embraced by him, with raging desire burning in his body, this kind of man, even with a lingering hug, was irresistible.

"I think, you have a gentle voice, if you sing, it must be very pleasant to hear." As he said this, starlight filled his phoenix eyes, as if he was looking forward to it.

The white-clothed scholar was obsessed with his handsome face, without hesitation, he made a beautiful orchid with one hand, twisted the sleeve robe on his wrist with the other, and babbled.

Xiao Zhen listened fascinated.

Although it is not as beautiful as Wen Ruyu's voice, it has to be said that he can sing very well.

At least it fell into Xiao Zhen's ears.

While listening to it, I thought: Wen Ruyu, this voice is not bad, although I can't give you the exact same original voice, but if I can, it's already very good.