Another two days passed. In these two days, the system popped up a total of three prompts. The first time when the town government announced that An Chengjie was not dead but only missing, the system suggested that the chance of An Chengsheng falling in love with the protagonist fell to 5. %; the second time when the news that An Chengjie was the boss behind the Treasure Pavilion spread, the system prompts An Chengsheng to fall in love with the protagonist and the first soul flag is pulled out; the third time is to confirm that An Chengjie escaped When the news went northwest, the system suggested that Lei Baofei's chance of falling in love with the protagonist had dropped to 10%.
Ye Zhizhou poked through the information with the boring information, thinking about why Yan Mingyong hadn't come yet, while irritated by the seven princes' lack of movement.He wrote a few secret names of the seven princes on the note of the seven princes, and also mentioned that there are good things to dedicate to him, and then left a vague instrument map and clues pointing to himself, which makes no sense. There is no response now, is it possible that the Seventh Prince can't understand the device picture?But isn't the protagonist in the original plot also completely aroused the interest of the seven princes with the equipment diagram?
Now the chance of encountering An Chengjie with the Seventh Prince is basically zero. It stands to reason that the chance of falling in love should also be reduced, but the fact is that the hell’s chance of falling in love hasn’t moved a bit, and remains at 100%, which is completely Not scientific!Is it possible that the Seventh Prince and An Chengjie might meet?If there is, then autumn hunting more than a month later...
He glanced at the weather outside, his thoughts running a little bit.It is said that Dayan's autumn hunting is not true. This is only a few days into summer. Isn't it a hot time after more than a month? Why is autumn hunting, shouldn't it be summer hunting...
Hu Siran thought for a day, and he leaned on the railing of the cloister and looked at the direction of Bezhuang's gate, sighing.What is the bear kid doing, when are you going to pick you up?The protagonist is missing and his whereabouts are unknown.
Because of the things in his heart, he slept a little at night, suddenly felt a heavy body in half a dream and half awake, and struggled with conditioned reflex for a few times, unable to open, and came awake.The feeling of being entangled in the body is familiar and irritating. He turned over and pressed the person under his instinct. With a clear face, he sneered. "Yo, our Highness the Eighth Prince finally wants to draft people. Isn’t the noble person busy?"
Yan Mingyong raised his hand to touch his face, his expression was not clear in the shadows, but his voice was a bit rusty. Without the previous Qingrun, it was nice. "Angry? Don't be angry, I brought you a gift."
He soon noticed that his lover was wrong, pulled back a little and opened the bed net, looked at his face in the moonlight outside the window, and touched his body up and down, frowning, "What's wrong with you? Something is wrong." Physically it looks okay, but the state is too calm and calm. It is not like the previous bear child, but has the shadow of the previous two generations.
"It's... a little tired." Yan Mingyong was stiffened by his body, his ears were a little hot, and he pulled off the bed net, and his limbs were wrapped up again, changing the topic, "Leer, I have finished my medicine, and my chest hurt recently. ."
Sure enough, he was distracted, and he came up again with a flare, raising his hands and squeezing his face angrily, "Make you bear! Didn't you let Dean bring you medicine? He didn't send you over?"
Yan Ming never talked, and bowed his head and shoulders against him, like a pup that sticks to people.
This is almost the same as changing a person, not only cute but cute!He was neither angry nor angry, holding him on the back and squeezing his face fiercely, trying to say something, but found that the other party had fallen asleep in his arms.
So suffocating... for a while alone, he simply pulled the person sideways into his arms and hugged. After a little firmness in his heart, he poked the system in his heart, "Tongtian, you can scan him again, the soul is really okay. ?"
Half a minute later, the light screen pops up, [Soul data is not abnormal.]
He exhaled for a long time, he hesitated, bowed his forehead to the other side, and split a small amount of mental power into the other party's brain, not daring to go deep, just turned around shallowly, as guessed. Found traces of mental power, and withdrew with a tense mood, looking at his pale face, his eyes dimmed a lot.
What to do, the task of this life is almost completed, if the next life lover will follow...
The next day, he snagged up and froze at a delicate breakfast table.
Yan Mingyong frowned, reached over and took his hand, and the people leaned over, "No appetite? Still don't like to eat these?"
Looking at the other person's eyes with concern, he resisted the urge to sigh and took his hand back, hesitating, "Ming Yong, I mean if, if we have the next life, you..."
"You are mine." Before he finished, Yan Mingyong interrupted his words, grabbed his hand and tightened, the well-behaved calm mask on his face broke quickly, and the tone was paranoid and crazy. Don't try to escape, you can only be mine!"
...... Sure enough, it was still the bear kid, and the cleverness of last night was an illusion!
Ye Zhizhou glared at him, not knowing what to do, and worried about how to reverse his "bearishness", his eyes inadvertently swept across the corner of the room, and his eyes were bright, excited, "Ming Yong, I play the song Listen to you!"
Yan Mingyong, who was chasing the bundled little black house play, was quickly holding back the untidy expression in his mind, remembering what the words said in the book, busy and pretending to be obedient, nodding expectantly, "Well, but you want eat first."
After quickly resolving breakfast, Ye Zhizhou pushed Yan Mingyong to the small garden and properly placed him in the pavilion. He took a sideways side cover from the space and took out the harmonica bought by the previous life to relieve boredom from the space. He shook, "I let Dean went back to move the small couch. You read the book first, and you will sleep as soon as you get sleepy."
Although Yan Mingyong was very curious about what he was holding in his hand, but when he saw the look of interest, he suppressed his doubts and obediently turned over the book.Anyway, as long as Le'er is with him, he can do whatever he wants.
After two lifetimes, Ye Zhizhou's harmonica skills changed from being unbearable to being barely audible. When the first note came out, Yan Mingyong's hand flipped through the book, and he looked at him slightly stiffly, then quickly bowed his head to cover it down. , Continue to turn the book.Although I know that Le'er's gentleman Six Arts is not very good, but now I feel carefully... Well, I will slowly teach myself later.
The sound of the piano became smooth and coherent from the beginning, and Ye Zhizhou leaned against the fence of the pavilion, carefully releasing the spiritual force and winding the music towards Yanming Yongfei, trying to make the spiritual force become gentle and slow under the influence of the music.
Yan Mingyong only felt that the strange song became more and more attractive, the nerves were unconsciously relaxed, and the hand of turning the book slowed down.A quarter of an hour later, he fell asleep in a wheelchair, and Dean, who was outside the pavilion, walked in softly, greeted Zi Jinwei, put down the couch, and then laid out blankets and pillows, and then backed out of the pavilion and continued to stay outside. .
The music paused and then stopped.Ye Zhizhou put down the harmonica, walked over and put Yan Mingyong on the small couch, placed his hair, touched his hair, covered him with a blanket, and returned to leaning against the fence to continue blowing.In order to prevent his lover from continuing to follow and cause his soul to be consumed, starting from today, he must help his lover to cultivate spiritual power.
The relaxed and sweet atmosphere between the two gave Ye Zhizhou a kind of Yan Mingyong's good mood. They could return to Beijing soon, but the facts gave him a headache!
"Are you going to stay here to recuperate? Until autumn hunting?"
"Well." Yan Mingyong slowly turned a page without looking up. "I have asked the father and emperor's permission before coming out."
"What about my parents?"
"Zhen Guogong knows the location here and will come to you when he misses you."
"But I want to return to Beijing."
Yan Mingyong's movement to turn the book stopped, looked up at his look carefully, lowered his eyes, squeezed his hand, and replied faintly, "Wait for autumn hunting."
"can……"
"I know you care about An Chengjie's news." Yan Mingyong put the book aside and moved his wheelchair to face him. "I know he had wronged you and bullied him when he first came to the town government, and he discredited you outside. Has raised his reputation, and knows that he has provoked your relationship with your family, and even tried to discredit your mother in the elderly lady... you can rest assured that he will not be okay, but your hands need not be contaminated with these stains I will do it for you, eh?"
Ye Zhizhou was dumbfounded by his passage, "You have been monitoring me and him?"
"No, I'm protecting you." Yan Mingyong raised his hand to touch his cheek, his eyes a little deep, "As for him, it's not scary." Even if something terrible was developed, it's not scary.
Knowing that Hou Yezhou couldn't compromise, he simply left the task behind his head and concentrated on giving his lover spiritual energy.A month later, Yan Mingyong's residual poison was cleared, and his loss-making body was also well-repaired. Finally, he had a normal teenage look.
"Today we will return to Beijing."
After lunch, I was wondering whether I would like to change the song in the afternoon. Ye Zhizhou was a bit unresponsive. He asked, "Go back?"
"Well." Yan Mingyong has gradually no longer needed a wheelchair to move. At this time, when he heard a rhetorical question, he steadily stepped forward and took his hand, and walked out. , Burned a small half of the street, burned three people and burned eleven people, you need to go back to see the specific situation."
Ye Zhizhou was frightened and intuitively denied, "How is it possible!" Before opening the restaurant, he did all possible fire prevention measures. After all, the ancient ones were wooden buildings, which must be paid attention to in this respect.Moreover, he has been told by the head chef in the store that the water in several large water tanks in the backyard is also full, even if there is a fire, it should not be put out!
At this time, the two had walked to the door, and Yan Mingyong sent him into the carriage, and said a name without expression, "An Chengjie."
Ye Zhizhou opened his mouth slightly, remained silent, then frowned deeply.
On the way to the restaurant, Ye Zhizhou was very quiet. Yan Mingyong took his hand and sat beside him, quietly calming down.When the carriage arrived at South Street, Ye Zhizhou finally recovered and tightened his hands with Yan Mingyong, saying, "Go to the restaurant first, where are the injured? I want to see them first."
Yan Mingyong nodded, took him off the carriage, and after a few words with the driver, led him to a pharmacy not far from the Kawagoe restaurant.Ye Zhizhou looked at the wooden buildings on the street that had been burned to the frame, and slowly tightened his hands.The protagonist passed through, it is impossible not to know the danger of fire in ancient times, if he feels that he was ruined by his business and ruined the plagiarism, he can hire someone to smash Kawagoe, so why not use the uncontrollable cruelty of setting fire means!
The sharp hissing of the horses suddenly sounded, and he turned his head in response, and saw that the horse carriage they were riding in was suddenly frightened and ran straight towards the burnt Kawagoe restaurant!
"Oops! The driver is still on!" The wooden frame of the restaurant has been burned to a shaky ground. If he just rushed over, the driver would be in danger!
At a critical moment, Yan Mingyong shook a small whistle from his sleeve and blew it. The next second, a black shadow flew out of the shadows. Several landings rushed to the carriage, pulling the driver’s collar and throwing the person out. , And soon left, disappeared into the shadows again.
Ye Zhizhou was relieved a little, and just wanted to rush over to see the driver, and the next second, a shocking explosion came.He looked up in shock, feeling the sense of imbalance as if the earth was shaking at his feet. His heart was full of disbelief. This is... an explosion?Has the protagonist made explosives?
"Be careful!" Yan Mingyong thought that something happened and quickly rushed to protect him under him.
He lay on his back on the ground, looked up at the smoke rising after the explosion and the residents who ran out of the street, listening to the panic of the patients and doctors in the pharmacy, he gradually became angry, and he was really angry for the first time. , Thumped the ground resentfully.
Was An Chengjie crazy to set fire and bury a bomb? !