Kneeling opposite Cai Yan, staring at Cai Yan's face that was focused on playing the piano, it wasn't until Cai Yan finished playing the song that Liu Wei asked her, "Why is Zhao Ji's piano rhythm a little sentimental?" ”

Cai Yan lowered his head, pursed his lips tightly, and was speechless for a long time.

stared at Cai Yan without blinking, and seeing that she didn't speak, Liu Wei stood up, walked to the window, put his hands behind his back, looked out the window, and said to her: "The sound of the piano is resentful, as if there are many things to say but can't say." Zhao Ji is resentful because the king has not returned for a long time? ”

"The concubine doesn't dare!" As soon as Liu Wei said this, Cai Yan's heart was suddenly shocked, and he hurriedly stood up, stepped on small steps, and quickly walked behind Liu Bian, bent his legs, and knelt on the ground.

Hearing the sound of his knees hitting the ground behind him, Liu Wei hurriedly turned around, reached under Cai Yan's armpits with both hands, and held her up.

was supported by Liu Weituo, Cai Yan didn't dare not get up, and after getting up, she still didn't dare to raise her head, but buried her head in her chest, and her pretty face was already red.

"You're scared of this king?" Reaching out and gently holding Cai Yan's chin, Liu Wei frowned slightly and asked Cai Yan.

"Hmm!" Lowering his head, Cai Yan didn't dare to speak much, but just responded softly.

"Sure enough!" When Cai Yan hummed, Liu Wei put down the hand holding her chin, turned around and walked back to the window, holding his hands, staring at the dark night outside the window, frowning slightly, and said with a little loneliness in his tone: "Luoyang City has now recovered a little bit of its former prosperity, and the Luoyang Army has already become a mighty army that can fight well." Although this king has not yet stepped on the strength of the world, he also has a force that is enough to protect you! ”

When Liu Wei spoke, Cai Yan kept his head down and didn't dare to look up at him.

Looking out the window, Liu Wei didn't turn around, his eyes flashed with an indescribable look, and after a while, he continued: "But this king has been feeling that many things have changed recently. The soldiers respected the king and feared the king. The generals were also more in awe than in love with the king. Even when you and Tang Ji and Huanniang are with this king, they are like a book of ice, and they are no longer the same as in the past. ”

"Your Royal Highness......" Hearing Liu Bian's words, Cai Yan raised his head, looked at Liu Bian's back, and called him softly.

Before Cai Yan could continue, Liu Wei raised a hand, stopped her words, and said to her: "You don't have to say anything, this king knows." ”

Looking up at Liu Wei's back, Cai Yan's cheeks became more and more red, and his lips moved a few times, but he didn't say anything.

"It's all power!" Without waiting for Cai Yan to speak, Liu Wei, who looked out the window, sighed lightly, and said to Cai Yan who was standing behind him: "It is power that makes you afraid of this king, if this king is still the same as that day, although there are some soldiers and horses under his command, it is not too strong, Zhao Ji wants to come to be with this king, and he will not be so panicked." ”

"The concubine is not panicking!" What Liu Wei didn't expect was that he said this, and Cai Yan responded softly: "The reason why the concubines are afraid of His Royal Highness is because His Royal Highness only has to go there for a while now, and his whole body is full of imperial energy......

"Imperial Spirit?" Liu Wei turned around, showed an indifferent smile at Cai Yan, and asked her, "Zhao Ji can sense the imperial qi on this king's body?" ”

"Hmm!" This time, Cai Yan didn't speak again, but answered in a low voice.

Zhao Ji came over, stared at Cai Yan, and stared at him for a long time, before Liu Wei beckoned to her, and called her in a very gentle tone.

Lowering his head again and moving the lotus step lightly, Cai Yan slowly rubbed towards Liu Wei.

Before she could rub beside Liu Bian, Liu Bian reached out and hugged her slender waist, took her into his arms, put his lips on her earlobe, and asked in a low voice: "At such a close distance, does Zhao Ji feel the imperial aura of this king?" ”

"Hmm!" Hugged in Liu Wei's arms, and his earlobes were also tickled by the warm breath spewed out by Liu Wei's words, Cai Yan pursed his lips shyly, and hummed softly again.

"Then tonight, this king will let you know what the emperor's breath is!" Seeing Cai Yanqiao's face flushed with shame, Liu Wei picked her up, raised her feet and walked towards the bed.

Carried by Liu Wei and walked to the bed, Cai Yan already knew what was about to happen, her arms were wrapped around Liu Wei's neck, her little head was nestled in front of Liu Wei's chest, curled up, and her whole body was already numb.

Liu Wei hugged Cai Yan and walked to the bed, and there was a storm and warm fragrance at night. But at this time, in a dilapidated house in Yangzhou City, a seemingly thin body was curled up in a corner of the house, and he didn't even dare to move more, as if he was afraid that as long as he moved, someone would find his traces.

Curled up in the corner of the broken house, Wang Liu, who was leaving Wang Zhen and fleeing alone.

Thinking of Wang Zhen, who was captured by the Huainan Army, Wang Liu felt a burst of displeasure in his heart. She bit her lower lip tightly with her upper teeth, and her lips had been bitten red with blood from the exertion.

Blood flowed from her lips, not down the corners of her mouth, but into her mouth.

The blood was a little warm and bloody, but she didn't seem to realize it, just staring ahead with round eyes, and a pair of eyes flashed with resentment in the dark dilapidated room.

Curled up in the corner, Wang Liu suddenly heard a burst of rustling footsteps from outside the house.

The footsteps that came to her ears were urgent, but not chaotic, and it was clear that there were not many people walking towards this dilapidated house.

Wang Liu, who was born as a swordsman, has long been accustomed to the days of licking blood from the sword edge, and when she heard the footsteps coming from outside, her eyes suddenly widened, and one hand was already subconsciously pressed on the hilt of the sword.

"Big brother, you are really!" Just as Wang Liu pressed the hilt of the sword and listened carefully to the sound from outside, a young man's voice came into her ears: "I can't live in a good house, but I want to live in this dilapidated house......"

"What do you know?" Before the young man finished speaking, another voice came in: "The pavilion in Yangzhou City costs ten copper coins a night, which is much more expensive than our home. You and my brother are here to make a living, but not to enjoy happiness! ”

"Speaking of which, we are the twin tigers of Xiangling, how could we ever be afraid of suffering these little hardships!" When the other person spoke, the young man who spoke before said: "With the superb swordsmanship of the two of us, I will serve under Yuan Hou, and it won't take long to find a general!" ”

"High swordsmanship?" The young man's words attracted the ridicule of another person, Wang Liu, who was huddled in the corner of the room, clearly heard a crisp sound of "pop" outside, obviously the young man's head was slapped heavily, and then she heard the sneering man say: "You don't even dare to kill a chicken on weekdays, how do you know what superb swordsmanship is?" ”

"There are no chickens to kill at home!" The young man who was slapped rubbed his head and muttered in his mouth, followed his brother and entered the dilapidated house where Wang Liu was hiding.

"Who?" As soon as the two entered the house, the person walking in front immediately stopped, stopped the young man behind him, and asked very vigilantly, "Who is here?" ”

Curled up in the dark, Wang Liu didn't even make the slightest sound, if it was an ordinary person, it would be impossible to find someone in the house, just from the person's sudden stoppage, she could see that the person must be a swordsman with a special skill.

"It's also a passer-by below!" From the conversation between the two, Wang Liu heard that they were not the people under Yuan Shu who came to arrest her, so he responded very indifferently.

"There's a girl in this house!" Wang Liu's words fell, and the young man who asked had not yet spoken, and the young man on the side who had just said that he had superb swordsmanship took over the conversation and said: "The night is dark, and it is very chaotic outside, and the girl is alone outside, but it is very inconvenient!" ”

Wang Liu ignored the young man who spoke, leaned against the wall, she slowly closed her eyes, and had no intention of talking to the two who had just entered the room.

Without waiting for Wang Liu's response, after listening to her voice, the young man who concluded that she was a girl pouted and whispered to his eldest brother: "There is a girl here, but it is quite strange!" ”

"Don't talk nonsense!" Before the young man could finish speaking, his brother interrupted him and said to him, "Have you seen anyone else, how can you say that they are girls?" ”

Reprimanded by his brother, the young man pursed his lips and didn't say anything more, but just took out the flint from his arms, squatted on the ground, and beat it with a "crackle".

It didn't take long for a flickering flame to burst up.

When the flames jumped up, Wang Liu, who was huddled in the corner of the wall, subconsciously raised his hand to block his forehead, so as to prevent his eyes from being directly shot by the fire.

Lighting the fire, the young man looked up at Wang Liu. Seeing Wang Liu dressed as a man, he muttered in a puzzled mouth: "Listening to the voice, it's like a girl's house, but I don't want to be a man!" ”

"Less!" The young man muttered softly, and his brother listened to him, and his brother glared at him fiercely, and reprimanded: "Sleep well, tomorrow morning, you and I still need to go to join the army!" ”

With his hand on his forehead, after a while, he felt that his eyes felt better, and then Wang Liu put his hand down and looked up at the two young men who were sitting not far from the fire.

The man on the left, dressed in a gray homespun coat, was not very old, and looked no more than eighteen or nineteen years old.

The man on the right, on the other hand, was dressed in a royal blue homespun coat and looked younger, no more than fifteen or sixteen years old.

Although the two teenagers were young, they both carried long swords around their waists, and their faces were also heroic, Wang Liu could see at a glance that they must be the kind of masters who practiced swordsmanship since childhood.