663: Rookies pecking at each other

Wei Ci received the hint from Yang Si, and he carefully recalled what he had just said, and the blood on his cheeks gradually receded. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Seemingly...... I just said something I shouldn't have said.

He tried to open his mouth to change the subject, but his lips fluttered so loudly that he couldn't even say half a word, as if a pair of invisible hands were pinching his throat, forcing him to swallow the next words back into his stomach. An indescribable sensation spilled from the toes upwards and rushed to the brain.

Jiang Pengji put her hands around her chest, half leaning on the pillar, and her eyes fell on Wei Ci with a bit of sharp scrutiny.

Yang Si keenly felt the change in the atmosphere, and swallowed nervously, always feeling that the aura between the two was a little weird.

It stands to reason that Wei Ci is loyal, but she was inadvertently heard by the lord, shouldn't she be happy as the lord?

In the same way, Wei Ci is loyal and happens to be heard by the person concerned, even if he is not shy, it can't be fear, right?

The result?

Yang Si felt as if he had smelled something unusual.

Jiang Pengji retracted her gaze and said to Wei Ci, "I happened to be passing by, you continue to talk about you." ”

After saying that, she simply turned around neatly.

At this time, Wei Ci found out that Jiang Pengji was wearing straw sandals instead of clogs, no wonder she walked like she was floating, without the slightest sound.

It wasn't until Jiang Pengji's figure disappeared from view that Wei Ci stepped down his shoulders in frustration, and his two eyebrows collapsed slightly.

He said to Yang Si weakly, "Lend it." ”

Yang Si wanted Wei Ci to fall on his heels, but in the end he held back.

"What's wrong with you and the lord?" Yang Si was entangled for a while, and his eyebrows gathered, "I look at you and the lord, it's a little strange." ”

It's weird, this is quite a euphemism, and to put it bluntly, these two people have an adulterous relationship in private.

There was a cat scratching in his heart, tickling his heart.

Wei Ci rubbed his eyebrows with a headache and held back his eyes, "What's strange?"

Yang Si pinched his chin and glanced at Wei Ci from time to time, "Could it be that my previous guess was correct, do you really have any ulterior and dirty thoughts about your lord? Or does the lord also mean that to you? Although the male style is prevalent nowadays, and the world is not too resistant to this matter, but you are six years apart, and you are a monarch and a minister to each other, this matter ...... It's hard to deal with......"

As he spoke, Yang Si rubbed his hands.

Wei Ci was already so angry that his head was smoking, and Yang Si still had a bad idea.

"Otherwise, Zixiao, you might as well find someone to get married. If you are worried about your eight-character life, you can take a concubine, but there is a woman by your side. The harmony of yin and yang is the right way, and if you don't take the waterway, you will take the dry road...... Even though you are older than your lord, and you are different from your inferiority, you must not be inferior to you, which is disrespectful. If you really want to force it, won't you be in ...... It hurts!" Yang Si was halfway through his words, Wei Ci rewarded him with an elbow blow that was neither light nor heavy, Yang Si was caught off guard, and his face was entangled, "Sneak attack is shameless." ”

Wei Ci snorted and raised his eyebrows.

"Teach the martial arts field?"

What kind of waterway dry road, this guy opened a yellow cavity, he didn't know how to converge, and he knew more than Feng Zhen's prodigal son.

Don't look at Yang Si nine times out of twenty and still alone, but his private life is quite rich.

Yang Si gasped and grinned.

"Let's go, I kindly admonish you, you don't know how to be grateful and beat you up......"

Today, I have to teach Wei Ci to be a man!

When he arrived at the martial arts field, Yang Si took out his shirt, rolled up his sleeves, and drew his sword at Wei Ci, who also returned the salute.

Not long after, Jiang Pengji received the news that two strategists were fighting in the martial arts field.

Not only Jiang Pengji was stupid, but the audience in the live broadcast room was also stunned.

【Orange Flavored Duck Wings】: No...... Why did Yang Si and Wei Ci fight? Aren't they literati?

[Spicy Rabbit Leg]: #抠鼻, who told you that literati can't fight? Do you think that the literati in this era are the same as those literati after the Song Dynasty in Huaguo, they can't pick up their shoulders and can't lift their hands?

[Sauce-flavored chicken feet]: I think you have any misunderstanding about the literati? The literati in ancient times were basically both civil and military, such as my idol Li Baida, a genuine swordsmanship master, and martial arts supreme! You think, how chaotic the ancient society was, and how could they not fight if they were sneering outside? Otherwise, they would have been crushed to death? So it is normal for them to be able to fight.

[Hillbilly]: Trembling, upstairs begging not to mention, as soon as I talk about Li Bai, I think of the fear of being dominated by Li Bai's big green lotus seed sword, when the wasteland was opened, there were three parallel swords every time, one blew up and one ball, and Li Bai picked 25 without panting.

[Three Parallel Swords]: No, you're all crooked, aren't you? Cimei and Yang Si are fighting, they will be fine, right?

At this moment, the audience in the live broadcast room remembered the focus of the matter, and summoned Jiang Pengji to solve the conflict between the two, don't make a bad fight.

Jiang Pengji had a lazy expression of no energy, and lazily supported her cheeks.

"Two rookies pecking each other, what can happen?"

150,000 viewers: "......"

Pierced in the heart, lord!

Rookie ......

No, Wei Ci and Yang Si had gone through dozens of moves, and Yang Si barely won half a move.

He loves to eat and not to exercise, and his swordsmanship is naturally rusty.

Even if Wei Ci released water like a flood, he was still tired and sweating profusely.

After a fight, panting like a dog.

On the other hand, Wei Ci's face is not red and his heart is not beating...... No, who is the sick seedling!

"Zixiao, you are honest and honest, what happened to you and the lord?"

Wei Ci put the sword back in the scabbard and said casually, "Me and her, what can we have?"

"You just stiffen your mouth, do you really think I have two eyes to see? You are not the only smart person in this world, everyone else's eyes are bright. Yang Si gasped, remembered the conversation he had with Jiang Pengji that day, and said seriously, "It's not the best, the lord is young, and his heart is undecided, if you are curious and touch men's style, your sin will be great." But I heard from my lord that he seems to have a sweetheart. ”

After hearing this, Wei Ci froze in place, his feet seemed to be nailed to the ground, and it was difficult to move a bit.

Sweetheart?

Yang Sixu chattered and repeated Jiang Pengji's words that day, hoping to use reality to extinguish possible hidden dangers.

Whether it is from the position of the lord or the position of Wei Ci, it is very dangerous for these two people to develop a relationship other than the monarch and the minister.

First, Wei Ci is six years older, and the world will only say that the lord is young and ignorant, Wei Ci is flattering, Tian shamelessly hooks up with teenagers, and his heart is depraved. The two of them could have been a monarch and a minister, and it was passed on as a beautiful talk, so why should they bear the infamy of the ages?

Second, the lord already has a girl he likes in his heart, Wei Ci can't stop now, and he won't even have to be a monarch or minister in the future.

Out of concern for his friends, Yang Si felt that no matter whether these two people had this sign or not, it was better to strangle the cradle.

But...... Why doesn't it work?

At first, Wei Ci's face was still a little blue, but as Yang Si spoke, it gradually turned into shame, with a thin flush.

Yang Si: "......"

Something seems wrong?