Chapter 67 Sorry, My Hand Slipped (1/2)

Old Dengtou looked at Qingluan and his group, and one of them caught his eye.

It was none other than Lin Cheng.

Lin Cheng, the bodyguard of the Zhenguo Duke's Mansion, had clearly left just now, so why was he back now?

Moreover, looking at Lin Cheng's appearance, the few women following him were all from the Zhenguo Duke's Mansion.

Is it because of the passing time?

Old Dengtou couldn't help but guess so.

But the next moment, he put aside his speculations. Lin Cheng didn't even look in their direction. He just glanced at them and then looked away.

At the same time, the woman named Qingluan in Liunian's mouth just seemed to hear someone calling her, and glanced sideways, with doubts in her eyes.

On the surface, it doesn’t look like I’m here just for a fleeting time.

Of course, this could also be an act.

But from Old Dengtou's point of view, there was no need for the people from the Duke's Mansion to come here to put on a show just for a beggar like Liu Nian.

To this day, Mr. Old Deng still doesn't believe what Liu Nian said. If he was the real prince, how could he be living outside and in such a desolate state.

But looking at Liu Nian's appearance, even if he is not the eldest son of the Duke of Zhen, he seems to be quite familiar with the Duke of Zhen. Otherwise, how could he accurately call the name of the woman in green.

Old Dengtou was thinking in his heart and kept silent on the surface, silently observing Qingluan and his party.

At the same time, his eyes glanced at Bai Shuxuan, his brows furrowed slightly, as if he noticed something, and his lips moved, wanting to say something, but after thinking about it, he remained silent.

But in my heart, I was filled with surprise and uncertainty.

"Monster clan? And it's also a fox demon?"

"How come this Fox Clan is with the people of Zhenguo Duke's Mansion..."

Old Dengtou murmured to himself, and suddenly seemed to think of something. He recalled the rumors he heard in Tianping Village before. The prince of Zhenguo Palace assisted the lamp-bearing department in capturing a fox demon. Could it be this one? Just?

"It looks good. It doesn't seem to be hostile. It seems that it has been subdued."

Old Dengtou's expression remained unchanged, but he was just thinking secretly in his heart.

Compared to Old Dengtou's calmness, the young man next to him was already losing his composure. He didn't care about the rain around him and rushed out of the haystack and ran towards Qingluan.

"Qingluan!"

The young man called and waved vigorously, and he felt like he was about to cry.

Qingluan must have heard the guard's report and knew that he was back, so he made a special trip to take him back to his home.

He didn't want to live another day of the unfortunate days of wandering outside Kyoto.

In his excitement, Fleeting didn't notice the indifferent look on Qingluan's pretty face.

"How do you know my name?"

When Liu Nian was about to approach Qing Luan and his group, Qing Luan suddenly asked in confusion.

When Liu Nian heard this, he was stunned and looked at Qingluan in disbelief, too shocked to say a word.

How do you know my name? ? ?

How could you ask such a thing! !

Don’t you know that I am the crown prince? ?

The irritability in Liunian's heart was almost uncontrollable at this time. The cold rain slapped on his face mercilessly, making him feel his face crackling.

Why did he leave the house for a while, and no one in the house knew him.

It's just that the ordinary guard doesn't know him.

It's still acceptable in the passing years.

Why does Qingluan, who has been with him almost day and night, no longer recognize him? ?

What the hell is going on! ! !

At this time, Liu Nian was extremely confused. The matter of the previous substitute had not been resolved, his own physical condition had not been resolved, and now Qingluan had another problem.

This series of problems made Liunian unable to hold back any longer.

Looking at Qingluan looking at him almost like a stranger, the anger in Liunian's heart could not be suppressed.

"Qingluan!!"

Liu Nian roared, his voice was hoarse, and he felt like he was hoarse.

"Look who I am!!"

Liu Nian lifted up his forehead, which was soaked by the rain, and the long hair stuck to his forehead. At the same time, he dipped his hands in the rain and wiped the gray stains on his face.

He wanted Qingluan to see his face clearly.

"Are you blind!?"

"You don't even recognize me anymore!?"

Liunian glared at Qingluan angrily, his eyes now slightly bloodshot due to excessive anger.

Liunian thought that Qingluan would wake up after seeing his face clearly, but he never expected that Qingluan not only did not feel fear when facing his glare, but also did not show any change on his face.

Instead, it became gradually colder.

The aura around her became colder and colder, and at the same time, her eyes became increasingly unfamiliar to Liu Nian.

"Are you looking for death?"

Qingluan snorted coldly, and the cold breath filled the air from her soft and delicate body.

The surrounding air suddenly became solemn, and Liu Nian felt his heart sink and his face turned pale.

Old Dengtou on the side narrowed his eyes slightly and saw that Qingluan had no next move, but he had no intention of taking action.

Liunian, a young man, didn't know if he was suffering from heart disease, but he kept thinking that he was the prince of Zhenguo.

If he was really the prince of Zhen Guo Gong, how could he not even be recognized by the people in Zhen Guo Gong's mansion.

Really crazy.

Old Dengtou felt a sigh of relief.

I don’t know what the reason is that can make this young man Liunian look like this now.

Qingluan’s beautiful eyes just glanced at Liunian, obviously not intending to argue with Liunian too much, and her red lips slightly opened.

“You are rude. If it were in the past, even if I killed you here, no one else could say anything. You should now thank my new law of the Great Zhou for not killing civilians at will.”

After Qingluan said that, she didn’t want to say more, and turned to the haystack beside her.

Looking at the dense raindrops falling like thin threads in the sky.

Cold and aloof.

Such Qingluan is a Qingluan that Liunian has never seen before.

“I, Cheng Liunian, just went out of the mansion, and Qingluan became like this?”

“Could it be that I really recognized the wrong person?”

Cheng Liunian, who was shocked by Qingluan’s aura, suddenly felt that he had really recognized the wrong person.

The Qingluan in front of him was too different from the quiet and obedient Qingluan who followed him in the past.

For a moment, Cheng Liunian was in a state of confusion because he couldn't believe it.

However, he soon comforted himself.

Perhaps I have lost a lot of weight in the past few months away from home, and the change is too great, so Qingluan didn't recognize me.

I can only follow them back to the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion.

That is my home court.

Thinking of this, Cheng Liunian spoke again: "I am offended!"

"But, do you think I look a bit like your son?"

Cheng Liunian was sure that Qingluan didn't know him, but even if his appearance changed too much, he wouldn't be a different person.

At least the general skeleton and facial features are still there!

Cheng Liunian didn't believe that Qingluan couldn't see it at all.

As soon as Cheng Liunian said this, Qingluan turned her head and looked at him a few more times, and seemed to think that he looked a bit like him, and nodded slightly.

When Cheng Liunian saw Qingluan nod, he excitedly said, "That's right!"

"There aren't many people who look like you in the world!"

"Take me back to the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion to meet your prince. Maybe your prince and I are brothers by blood!"

Cheng Liunian was excited at first, but at the end of the words, the corners of his mouth began to twitch uncontrollably, and he was already gritting his teeth.

He was very upset!

He was obviously the real prince, but now he had to get close to the groom substitute in order to return to the mansion and prove that he was the real prince.

This was a great shame for him.

He swore that after returning, all these people would die.

No one would survive.

On the surface, he was still forcing a smile, but on his excited face, his eyes had begun to dim, and some fierce light flashed in them.

After Cheng Liunian finished speaking, the old Deng behind him had become extremely weird.

He felt that he had roughly discovered why this young man, Cheng Liunian, could firmly believe that he was the son of the Duke of Zhenguo.

He didn't know where he learned about the appearance of the Duke of Zhenguo, and thought that he looked like the Duke of Zhenguo, so he kept saying so outside.

Isn't this just swindling?

Old Deng sighed, and he felt a little more disdain for the young man he once had a good impression of.

He hated such people who were sensationalists the most in his life.

He thought he could meet an interesting junior, but he didn't expect that he was still a vagrant who was full of nonsense.

At this time, Cheng Liunian didn't know what Old Deng behind him was thinking, and even if he knew, he didn't care.

He was just a beggar. If he didn't ask him to help him steal some sweet potatoes on weekdays, and if he didn't go all the way to Kyoto, it wouldn't be too boring, and he would be a companion, Cheng Liunian really didn't want to be with the beggar.

But after so many days together, there was still some affection.

So what he said at the beginning, when he returned to Kyoto, promising to give old Deng a mountain of gold and silver was not a big deal, nor was it empty talk, he really wanted to give it.

It's just that old Deng didn't seize the opportunity.

Now Cheng Liunian just wants to go back with Qingluan to the Zhenguo Mansion as soon as possible!

Clean up the current mess.

However, Cheng Liunian didn't expect that after he said it, Qingluan didn't let him do what he wanted and take him back to the Zhenguo Mansion.

Qingluan's beautiful eyes were slightly cold, and she said in a clear voice: "Look like the prince?"

"What qualifications do you, a beggar, have to look like the prince?"

"Do you still want me to take you back to the Zhenguo Mansion?"

A few questions in a row directly confused Cheng Liunian.

He opened his mouth, speechless, unable to say anything, and could only make a shocked "uh uh" sound in his throat.

Cheng Liunian never thought that one day he would be told that he had no qualifications to look like another person.

Blood rushed to his heart instantly, and his face flushed.

He was about to lose his temper.

However, Cheng Liunian noticed Qingluan's cold eyes.

He knew that if he lost his temper at this time, it would probably not end well.

Qingluan would not kill him, but would definitely teach him a lesson.

The means of protecting his life could save his life, but it could not prevent him from being beaten.

Cheng Liunian wanted to cry but had no tears, so he could only swallow his anger.

His expression was a little dim, but the anger and doubts in his heart were rising together.

He was going to leave first, not to upset Qingluan, and return to Kyoto after the rain stopped.

It was just a matter of going slower.

But we can always reach Kyoto.

When he arrived in Kyoto, he had a way to contact his mother.

Cheng Liunian was a little curious now. After arriving in Kyoto and proving his identity, Qingluan would face him with a similar face.

Just as Cheng Liunian turned around, a nice soft voice came from behind.

"Qingluan, that person looks very similar to the Crown Prince. Why don't we let her follow us back to Kyoto to meet the Crown Prince."

When Cheng Liunian heard someone speaking for him, he immediately turned around.

I saw raindrops like snakes filling the sky. Behind Qingluan, the beautiful woman whose face was covered by white gauze that he had ignored just now slowly walked out.

Live independently.

Her beauty is in sharp contrast to the world around her, as if she is a clear lotus in the rain.

In Cheng Liunian's eyes, this woman's face was like lotus petals washed by the morning dew, delicate and fair as jade.

Her eyes are like the brightest stars in the night sky, clear and transparent, and the bridge of her nose is high and elegant, adding a unique three-dimensional sense to her beauty.

And those two red lips are like two bright petals, looking even more delicate in the rain.

She was wearing an elegant skirt embroidered with exquisite and elegant patterns. This skirt outlines her figure, which is full of elegance without losing beauty.

Her long hair was draped over her shoulders, wet from the rain, and stuck to her face and body in strands, making her look even more charming.

She didn't hold an umbrella and let the rain hit her body.

Against the backdrop of the rain, her beauty is even more breathtaking.

After just one glance, Cheng Liunian felt his heart flutter.

There seemed to be an unknown aura that attracted him to get closer to this woman.

"Miss Bai, you..." Qingluan looked tangled, as if he didn't want to agree, but he couldn't refuse due to the request of the woman in front of him.

Bai Shuxuan smiled and said softly: "It's okay. The Crown Prince will never blame us. Maybe the Crown Prince is also interested in this person who looks similar to him?"

"It's just a matter of carrying one more person. Just let Lin Cheng carry him."

When Cheng Liunian heard Bai Shuxuan's words, he suddenly felt warm and felt that Bai Shuxuan was really good.

Even if he is not the prince, Bai Shuxuan is willing to help him.

Cheng Liunian had always been favored by others because of his status before. At this moment, he felt a different kind of emotion in his heart, and his favorable impression of Bai Shuxuan skyrocketed.

When Qingluan heard this, he couldn't refuse anymore. He hesitated for a moment, looked at Cheng Liunian, and then nodded slowly.

Just added:

"We don't have many horses, so we can only take you with us, not your companions."

This companion naturally refers to Old Dengtou.

Old Dengtou smiled and waved his hands: "Don't worry about me, old man, I don't care."

Cheng Liunian smiled. He didn't care about Lao Dengtou in the first place and immediately nodded in agreement.

"Old Dengtou, please walk slowly first. When I arrive in Kyoto, I will send someone to pick you up."

"Send someone?" Old Deng looked strange.

At this time, he had already concluded that Cheng Liunian was a clown trying to please the public, and he was afraid that he might be beheaded by the prince's son when he arrived at the Zhenguo Duke's mansion.

Old Dengtou was still concerned about this young man who had stolen sweet potatoes with him, so he said:

"There's no need to send someone. Just be careful. Don't be like this when you arrive at the Zhenguo Palace. Not everyone can take the laws of the Great Zhou Dynasty into consideration."

"In front of the real powerful, human life is not worth mentioning."

After what Old Dengtou said, Cheng Liunian just curled his lips and didn't care.

Doesn't he know that in front of the real powerful people, human life is not worth mentioning.

Because he is the real powerful man.

Just every year, there are countless people he doesn't like and kills at will.

Cheng Liunian really never thought that one day, others would use such words to remind him to act carefully and not to speak openly.

Cheng Liunian almost laughed out of anger.

But now, he had to bow his head.

He just grunted in response.

When Old Deng saw Cheng Liunian's appearance, he knew that he did not take his words to heart. He shook his head helplessly and said nothing more.

This young man wholeheartedly regards himself as the heir apparent of the Zhenguo Palace. Now that he has gone to the Zhenguo Palace, he doesn't know what trouble he will cause.

He was just invited by Old Man Cheng to teach the prince martial arts. He didn't want to get involved in these matters blindly.

Old Dengtou kept silent, and the old god closed his eyes.

Cheng Liunian didn't take Lao Deng's head to heart, and kept his eyes on Bai Shuxuan, who looked like a fairy in the rain.

"May I ask who this white girl is?"

Qingluan glanced at Cheng Liunian with her beautiful eyes, seeming a little impatient, "Don't just ask about everything, her identity is beyond your imagination."

"oh……"

After being scolded by Qingluan, Cheng Liunian's brows twitched slightly, and a murderous intention passed between his brows, but he was quickly suppressed and silently bowed his head to pretend to be his grandson.

It’s hard to imagine the identity declared in a white letter.

With Qingluan again.

Could it be...

Cheng Liunian seemed to have remembered something.

When he escaped from the house, he heard that his mother Wu was already choosing a marriage for him.

Due to his own health, Cheng Liunian has never cared about marriage.

So I didn't take this matter to heart.

Could it be...

This Miss Bai is the one chosen by his mother for his engagement? ?

Cheng Liunian's heart started beating fast when he thought of this.

Although his body was broken, he still liked women instinctively.

Not only because of Bai Shuxuan's appearance, but also because of Bai Shuxuan's words of help just now.

I don't know why.

Cheng Liunian always felt that the longer he looked at this Miss Bai, the more he became obsessed with her.

He couldn't help but want to get closer to her.

But he didn't dare to do it now.

There was no guard around him.

Qingluan, the only one who knew his identity, still looked like she didn't know him at this time.

For now, he could only continue to pretend to be a grandson. When he returned to the Zhenguo Mansion and proved his identity, he would have plenty of time to get along with Miss Bai.

Of course, he just hoped that the groom substitute in his mansion would not do anything out of line to Miss Bai.

Otherwise, Cheng Liunian would not let the groom die so easily.

At this moment, Cheng Liunian already had a premonition that his current situation and the changes in the mansion might be caused by this groom.

Even...

Even Qingluan didn't recognize him...

Maybe there was a shadow of the groom behind the scenes!

Thinking of this, Cheng Liunian's heart became more and more irritable.

Fortunately.

There was Miss Bai.

As soon as Cheng Liunian saw Bai Shuxuan, he felt a little drunk.

Seeing that Cheng Liunian had been staring at Bai Shuxuan from the beginning, Qingluan couldn't help but have some strange thoughts in her mind. She thought that Cheng Guang asked her to bring Bai Shuxuan here. Could it be that he had expected that the real prince would react like this?

Qingluan couldn't figure out what Bai Shuxuan's role was now.

She knew too little.

And Cheng Guang didn't explain it to her clearly.

So Qingluan was still very confused now. Although she was very smart, her whole mind was a mess now.

Qingluan simply stopped thinking about it. Cheng Guang was at least smarter than her.

If she couldn't figure out something, she just had to do what Cheng Guang said.

Qingluan at this time hadn't realized that she already had extraordinary trust in Cheng Guang.

"Let's go."

Qingluan suppressed the complicated thoughts in her heart, and seeing that the rain began to stop, she wiped the moisture off the horse with Yuanqi and climbed on the horse.

Bai Shuxuan also rode on a horse with Hongzhu.

Cheng Liunian wanted to ride a horse with Bai Shuxuan, but it was obviously a bit wishful thinking.

He could only ride a horse with Lin Cheng.

The horses in the Zhenguogong Mansion were not ordinary horses. They all had the blood of exotic beasts, and it was no problem to travel a thousand miles a day.

Cheng Liunian thought that maybe they could reach Kyoto in the afternoon.

But he didn't expect that the direction that Qingluan and his group drove their horses to was not the direction of Kyoto.

"This... Did you go in the wrong direction?"

After walking for a long time, Cheng Liunian was a little anxious and asked immediately when he saw that Kyoto was getting farther and farther away from him.

As soon as the voice fell.

Lin Cheng impatiently slapped Cheng Liunian on the head.

There was a loud slap.

"What are you talking about?"

"We have things to do when we leave Kyoto. If you want to follow us back to Kyoto, it's not now. When we are done, we will take you back to Kyoto."

Cheng Liunian was stunned by Lin Cheng's slap.

He was so painful that he couldn't speak.

He grinned.

He stared at Lin Cheng fiercely and wanted to say something harsh.

But it came towards him.

Another slap.

"Ouch, you dare to stare at me, you are asking for a beggar!"

Lin Cheng slapped him again.

He had been resisting the urge to hit this beggar since just now.

If it weren't for the prince's order not to kill him, Lin Cheng would have been unable to help but kill this guy with a knife.

"I won't stare anymore." Cheng Liunian felt pain again and quickly covered his head. A hero would not suffer a loss in front of him, so he quickly begged for mercy.

"Oh, you were glaring at me so happily just now, but you're so scared now."

Lin Cheng snorted and said, "If you have any objections to me, just say it directly. I don't care."

Cheng Liunian didn't dare to hum, for fear that Lin Cheng would cause trouble for him again.

He lowered his head slowly.

His five fingers were tightly clasped together, and he felt that his whole body was full of humiliation at this moment.

Asshole!!!

Asshole!!!

He must be killed!!!

Cheng Liunian's nails quietly pierced into the flesh of his hand, bleeding. The pain in his hand was nothing compared to the humiliation in his heart at this moment.

If it weren't for the fact that all the means of self-defense on his body had been used up.

How could he allow someone like Lin Cheng to be so arrogant in front of him.

Cheng Liunian felt extremely uncomfortable in his heart, and felt that he, the son of the Zhenguogong, was bullied by a servant, a big fool, which was even more uncomfortable than killing him.

He sat in front of Lin Cheng, imprisoned in his arms, and felt that it was difficult for him to breathe.

He wanted to raise his head slightly and breathe some fresh air.

However...

Pah! !

Another sound.

"I didn't do anything!" Cheng Liunian was stunned.

He turned his head and looked at Lin Cheng.

There was a look of grievance in his eyes.

"Oh, sorry, my hand slipped."

Lin Cheng laughed, not embarrassed.

Cheng Liunian was silent.

His lips trembled, and he wanted to say something.

But he didn't say anything.

He just lowered his head again silently, and glanced at Bai Shuxuan beside him.

Now only this white girl can give him a little spiritual comfort.

At this time.

Bai Shuxuan said at the right time, "Lin Cheng, don't bully him. A beggar is also quite pitiful."

As soon as these words came out.

Cheng Liunian immediately burst into tears.

His eyes were red.

Looking at Bai Shuxuan, it was as if he saw a fairy on earth who saved the suffering.

Lin Cheng also smiled awkwardly.

"I didn't bully him, it was just that his head was itchy, so I scratched it."

Cheng Liunian couldn't help but take a breath, and the corners of his mouth twitched a few times.

"Hmm?" Lin Cheng lowered his eyes and looked at Cheng Liunian.

"Do you have any objection?"

Cheng Liunian laughed dryly, his voice hoarse.

"I have no objection."

"You are so smart, considerate, and willing to tickle a beggar like me. Your prince should like you very much."

Cheng Liunian wanted to ridicule Lin Cheng, but he didn't dare to say it clearly.

He was going to teach Lin Cheng a lesson after returning to Kyoto.

However, he didn't expect that Lin Cheng's silly face showed a melancholy look.

"Ah..."

Lin Cheng sighed.

Pah.

Another slap on Cheng Liunian's head.

"You are right, my prince likes me very much, but I don't warm the bed, and I can't compete with some people in terms of favor..."

Lin Cheng looked melancholy.

And Cheng Liunian was going crazy.

You can be melancholy or sentimental!

What's the matter with hitting my head all the time! ?

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