Lu Qian with dinner found that the sixth brother is not in, asked the eunuch, said with Mr. Xue out of the palace night market.
Why don't you take His Highness with you?
Lu Qian couldn't accept the fact that he had been left far behind, and he couldn't even gnaw on his favorite roasted leg of lamb for the evening meal.
After eating, I didn't ask for dessert, rinsed my mouth, and walked out of Nan San Shou, looking out with my arms folded, expecting Sixth Brother to return to the palace earlier.
As if a whole spring, summer, fall and winter had passed, Sixth Brother's figure never appeared.
The little eunuch took a cloak and gently put it on Lu Qian.
"Have you ever visited the night market?" Lu Qian asked the little eunuch with a sideways glance down.
The little eunuch nodded and replied with a smile, "Back to your highness, that's the place where talented people and beautiful people meet, the slave girl doesn't dare to go and spoil the fun."
"What talent?" Lu Qian's eyes flashed warily!
I've seen that word in the books, and the images that come to your highness' mind are of things to prepare for and emulate from afar.
"It is the place where the eunuchs and girls go to spend their long hours." The little eunuch replied with a smile.
"Pastime?" Lu Qian looked nervous, "What pastime?"
The little eunuch saw the little master master was curious, so he threw himself into it, described in colorful voice: "For example, some newlyweds, walking in the busy night market illuminated by lanterns, hand in hand, laughing and joking, and sometimes say some words that people can not hear, close, sideburns together, the girl is shy, the masters of the family led to the restaurant, to be alone in a elegant room, two people. ...... hey ......"
The little eunuch gave Lu Qian a nodding salute with a "you know" look.
In an instant, Lu Qian's mind was filled with the frightening image of Sixth Brother holding hands and talking, laughing and smiling between their ears with his own little companion!
And go to the liquor store.
And into the elegant room alone.
And hey?
"Hey what is it?" Lu Qian yanked up the front of the little eunuch's lapel violently with one hand and chided incredulously, "Hey what is it? Stick your tongue out or not!"
The little eunuch's heels were lifted off the ground, and he replied with a dismayed face, "Your ...... Highness rest your anger! The slave girl has never been there, it's all a wild guess!"
He didn't know why Little King Ning's eyes were filled with murderous anger, and could only slap his own mouth, "The slave girl deserves to die! Slave girl deserves to die!"
"Which street did Six go to the night market?" Lu Qian let go of the little eunuch and regained the power to act sensibly, it was imperative to stop Sixth Brother from hemming and hawing with the little companion in time.
"Slave girl doesn't know, slave girl will go ask Xiaochunzi!"
*
"Qiong Yao, ah, is a person who speaks exceptionally well." Xue Yao pursed her lips.
"A friend of yours? Didn't hear you say that." Lu Yi looked at Xue Yao's squinting eyes under the colorful lanterns.
"Not anyone particularly familiar." Xue Yao turned around and continued shopping in the market.
Lu Zhan accelerated two steps to follow, "Everything about you, I want to know."
"Haha!" Xue Yao looked at Baby Nuan in surprise, suspecting that this guy had really been brainwashed by romance novel quotes, but realizing that Baby Nuan had a serious look on his face, he hurriedly put away his smile and nodded, "Then I'll tell Your Highness anything in the future."
"Don't call me Your Highness." Lu Zhan realized that he could no longer accept being addressed in the same way as seventh brother, "Every member of my family is your highness, can't I be a little more special?"
Xue Yao turned his head to look at Baby Nuan in bewilderment, really feeling that this kid wasn't quite normal: "Then what do I call you? Sixth Master?"
"It's best to call A-Prowl, I'm your A-Prowl and you're my A-Yao, as long as we're together, we'll get away with it for the rest of our lives."
"Ha! From whom did you learn this set of earthy ......" Xue Yao realized that Nuan Bao still had a serious expression, and immediately stopped snickering and also returned in a serious manner, "How can I address you like this? If someone in the palace hears you, they'll be ......"
"Then I won't go to the palace." Lu Yi stopped and looked at him solemnly, "My royal residence will soon be repaired, in the future you will live in my residence, much more comfortable than in the palace, every spring I can take you to the fiefdom's manor for a few months, at that time the mountains, rivers and lakes have just thawed, the scenery is beautiful."
Xue Yao looked at the warm baby numbly and didn't say anything.
Not going to the palace? What about his rebel son?
"Okay?" Lu Yi was full of eagerness.
"When the time comes, everyone will go and have fun together." Xue Yao vaguely glossed over the situation and turned to test the waters, "Have you been quarreling with Empress Dowager Princess recently?"
Lu Yi frowned, "Why do you ask?"
"I see you're in a bad mood."
"It's bad." Lu Yi looked at Xue Yao, "But it has nothing to do with Mother Consort."
Xue Yao froze, "Then why are you unhappy?"
"Why do you think?"
*
Lu Qian walked all the way from the streets of Changfu to the end of the street, but did not find Xue Yao and Sixth Brother, there were too many people in the market, and the lights could not illuminate every face.
There were several circles of people crowded at the entrance of one crossroads alley, and passers-by around them kept pushing their way in.
Lu Qian rely on the tall, a tiptoe to see clearly, the crowd is a sword and gun dance troupe.
This makes Lu Qian thought of a way, and immediately walked quickly to the middle section of the market, bought more than ten lanterns in one go, and flew to hang on the roof of a jewelry store across the street.
The surrounding old people who were strolling around were quickly attracted by Lu Qian's flying up and down figure, and they all walked to the jewelry store and tilted their heads to look at it.
The jewelry store's shopkeeper saw so many customers around his store and went out to greet them with joy, only to find that everyone was not here to browse for jewelry, but instead they were all tilting their heads and looking at the roof of his store.
The shopkeeper land is also curious, turned around and tilted his head to see a figure wearing a dark purple color depicting gold piping long shirt, is ...... fiddling with the lantern on the roof of his store?
"Hey!" The shopkeeper couldn't figure out what this person wanted and yelled in a panic, "Who are you! What are you doing here!"
Lu Qian on the roof did not respond, squatting on the roof to arrange more than ten lanterns into a circle, his back slowly stood up straight, turned out to be a slender and pleasantly shaped male.
The onlookers under the roof grew more and more curious.
Lu Qian sharply drew his sword, did a side flip, lightly picked up a lantern with the tip of his sword, turned around and pointed to the ground with one foot, crossed his sword and slowly moved the lantern away, and gave a slight nod to the crowd of onlookers under the eaves.
The girls who tilted their heads and gathered around under the eaves of the house suddenly sucked in a breath, stunned by the handsome face reflected behind the light.
This boarding move is actually Princess Shio's Water Show Flower Group Dance.
Father used to love to see his mother's consort dancing this dance, and Lu Qian thought that dancing this dance would definitely be more striking than those selling their art.
The main idea is to lure the young companion to the door before the "hee hee" happens.
So with every dance he picked, Lu Qian would make a turn and carefully scan each mesmerized face under the roof with his sharp gaze.
After making sure the young companion didn't show up, he went back to dancing with his sword and picking out the lamp.
Daqi's prince is not specialized in learning dance, this is a male actor to do, it is detrimental to the face, but the Shi Fei dance talent is probably unstintingly are inherited to the son, Lu Qian only based on the memory of the initial imitation, but it is not inferior.
Although it lacks some of the softness of the water-sleeve dance itself, this mimicry with a strong sword adds an ineffable charm to the dance.
With each dance, Lu Qian's gaze scanned every face under the roof.
The gaze was focused and highly aggressive, even in the darkness of the night, and conveyed the characteristic fiery temperature of a boy his age.
The group of girls under the eaves of the house screamed out of control, not because they usually lack etiquette and upbringing, this era of famous and good son, most of the famous for learning and virtue in the capital, women have also been taught to look at these two indicators, Lu Qian, this kind of broad-shouldered, thin-waisted men with perfect proportions, in advance of the awakening of the girls were suppressed instinctive aesthetics.
Especially his peach blossom eyes with light colored pupils would make people involuntarily gaze into them, trying to find the focus of his sight.
The moment of meeting his eyes, even if it was just a hurried sweep, could convince one that one had been watched attentively by those shallow pupils, and all thought that they had been watched differently than the next person.
As a result, the girls' cries of alarm grew louder and louder, finally alerting Xue Yao and Lu Zhan, who were separated by an alleyway.
The commotion was as if there was a top flow boy band holding a concert in front of their house, and the screams were somewhere between frenzied and swooning, so it was hard to ignore them.
Xue Yao's attention was successfully drawn away, and he turned around and ran in the direction from which the yelling had come, and eagerly turned his head to beckon for Warm Baby to follow and watch the fun.
Walking a few feet away from the crowd, Xue Yao was already shocked, tilting his head back and staring blankly at the figure wielding a sword and dancing in the distance above the rooftop and under the full moon.
The moon he saw from this angle was large and round, covering the light of the lanterns on the roof, and that slender figure became an extremely dark and severe silhouette against the moonlight, as if it were a dynamic ink painting with reckless dashing.
Xue Yao could naturally recognize the figure at a glance, but the first time he gazed at the figure from such a distance, an indescribable feeling of excitement welled up from his heart.
Lu Zhan looked at the sword dancers on the roof in the distance in dismay, his heart was startled, and he hurriedly caught up with Xue Yao, "It's too noisy here, let's find a tavern to rest our feet."
"Your Highness is there!" Xue Yao's eyes shone brightly as she raised her hand to point at the roof, then instinctively ran over in Lu Qian's direction.
"That's not seventh brother, seventh brother is in the palace." Lu Yi stepped forward and grabbed Xue Yao's wrist, "There are too many people here, or ......"
Xue Yao's attention had been completely captured by the sword dancing pups, waving towards the roof with an excited expression.
Lu Zhan's eyes darkened and he stopped trying to stop him, letting him walk foolishly towards that roof.
The man on the roof suddenly lurched in his movements, his longsword dropping down as if completing a task, bending his head to look at the target that had finally appeared under the eaves of the roof - the little companion.
The crowd of onlookers screamed again, grasping at straws, trying to get a half-hearted glance from the gentleman.
But this time it was different, the rooftop male's gaze was pinned to only one spot.
The crowd followed that position and turned their heads to look, a pair of envious gazes landing on Xue Yao's face.
"He's coming down!" I don't know who exclaimed.
When the crowd turned around, they saw the purple-clothed gentleman's sword tip picking up one of the red lights in the lanterns and leaping down, landing steadily in front of Xue Yao.
The lantern was thrown into mid-air by the tip of the sword, Lu Qian put away his sword into his sheath, turned over his palm to catch the lantern and held it in front of Xue Yao.
After each dance, Mother Consort would offer a ball of red flowers to Father.
Xue Yao was surprised to receive the lanterns, and found Lu Qian in front of her with a less than happy expression, as if she was owed eight hundred jugs of milk, and opened her mouth to say something, but her voice was drowned out by the shouts around her, and the girls all gathered around.
"Huh?" Xue Yao shouted in a sideways ear, "What did you say?"
Lu Qian leaned down and took Xue Yao's hand in one hand, turned around and rushed out of the heavy circle, running all the way, trying to find a quiet place to interrogate the little companion to see if she had been hey.
Xue Yao felt that every time he left the palace with the rebel pups, he was "hunted down and killed".
Where's the promised Dragon Pride? Shouldn't it be Lu Qian running after someone else?
Running three streets in one breath left Xue Yao without the strength to bellyache, and was immediately pulled into a secluded narrow alley by Lu Qian.
The two men crouched down behind a pile of firewood and waited for the crowd that was soon to catch up to them to pass out of sight.
Xue Yao exhaled and sat on her butt, leaning her head against Lu Qian's arm with a crooked head, huffing and puffing.
Lu Qian's back spine suddenly stood up, and the little companion's cheeks were warm with a fine sweat, with a burning temperature, a trace of which went through Lu Qian's thin sleeves.
Xue Yao's gasp instantly filled Lu Qian's entire world.
System prompt: [Tyrant's Heartwarming quest progress 49%, please work harder].
Xue Yao jerked straight up and opened his eyes!