Chapter 170 and pro

If he lives a big life, he will definitely come back, but you have to be prepared for the worst.

If life is big, what is called big life? It's not a fortune to borrow a corpse like her, but Yan Kaizhi, will he be like her? In case he accidentally runs to someone else, how can she find it? In case she was not careless... Shaohua immediately stopped this idea, and she dared not imagine it.

"A good man doesn't live a long life and has been scourge for thousands of years. He is not a good person, so he must be fine." Shaohua walked back to Biwuxuan meditate all the way. Zuo Siyou thought that if something really happened to Yan Kaizhi, the new emperor could not be so indifferent. At least Song Yu had to know something. By the way! And Song Yu!" Shaohua shouted excitedly and almost jumped up. How did she forget that there was still such a person? He and Yan Kaizhi had such a good relationship that she would definitely know the news of Yan Kaizhi.

Youhan was shocked by Shaohua and asked nervously, "Five Lady, what's wrong with you?"

Shaohua turned around, grabbed her arms, and said seriously, "Youhan, there is something that must be done for me. Immediately, immediately." Two affirmative words were added in a row, which made Youhan pick up the whole one and immediately nodded seriously and agreed.

"Okay, you say it!" A solemn expression, as if Shaohua had let her go to the knife mountain and go down the oil pot.

As soon as his thinking was smooth, Shaohua was in a more comfortable mood, and the pace under his feet was much lighter. As he spoke, he strode into the room. I'm writing a letter now. You can find a way to send it to Anqing Houfu. You must give it to Song Yu yourself. And it's better to send letters with a fresh face. She can't help but be careless during this special period.

At the same time, a semi-new carriage parked next to the side door of Anqing Houfu. The carriage looked simple and unpretentious, and the saddle top cover was worn. It was difficult to see who was sitting in the carriage. The man driving jumped down, held his fist and said to the people in the carriage in a low voice, "Second Master, here we are." The driver's voice is so sharp that he doesn't look like a man. Even if he deliberately whispers, he still looks weak and feminine.

The man in the carriage raised his hand and lifted the curtain and happened to see a teenager pushed and pulled out of the door by the porter. Looking at the appearance of the gatekeeper, it was obvious that the teenager was an uninvited guest.

He frowned and asked, "What's going on ahead?"

The driver also saw this scene and said to the people in the carriage: "Second master, wait a moment. I'll ask."

Seeing that the curtain was put down, the driver stepped forward. Unexpectedly, the porter's eyes found his existence. He immediately rudely pushed the teenager away, nodded and bowed to the driver and said, "Liu, Master Liu, you are here. Wait a moment. I'll drive him away."

"Who is this?" Liu Chefu asked in a shrill voice.

"I don't know whose family it is. I insisted on seeing my third young master." Obviously, it was not the first time that the porter had seen Liu Chefu, and he also knew that he was not a good person and his tone was humble.

"What are you looking for Third Master Song?" Liu Chefu took a look at the teenager and saw that the teenager was a little contemptuous of him, and his face was pale and not angry.

The teenager looked at the driver and was curious about how this ordinary young driver could make the porter of Anqing Hou's mansion so polite. He looked back at the carriage and replied thoughtfully, "My master asked me to send a letter to Third Master Song, saying that I must give it to Third Master Song in person."

Liu asked, "Who is your master?"

The teenager shook his head cautiously. Well... I can't say this, my wife, the master said that Third Master Song knew her. His god sister said that this is what the Fifth Lady told him. If he does well, he can still work in the house in the future. If it is messed up, tell Ping's mother about him stealing stewed mutton.

Seeing that the teenager was so ignorant, the porter was so angry that he cursed: "You bastard!" But he was stopped by Mr. Liu, "Why don't you give it to me? I'll give it to Third Master Song for you." He deliberately stretched out his hand to the teenager, and then exposed the gold medal hidden in his sleeve. Seeing the teenager's eyes widened, he took out a piece of silver from his arms and gave it to him.

The teenager has never seen what the gold medal is, but it is expected that it must be Song Yu's guest. Since the porter refused to let him in, it is okay for someone to hand it over for him. Besides, he also made a small fortune. At least five taels of silver, he has never seen so much money. Therefore, he readily handed the letter to Liu Chefu and repeatedly told Song Yu that he could only see it alone, so he took the silver and left happily.

Mr. Liu returned to the carriage with the letter, and the people in the carriage asked, "What's wrong?" Liu Chefu handed the letter in and said, "Second master, I guess it should be from the Li family. The boy leaked the letter to his wife, so I brought the letter."

After a while, the curtain lifted slightly, revealing half of the face of the people in the car. After reading the letter at a glance, Hongyi couldn't help laughing and said, "This lady is interesting. She is still so obsessed, and it's in vain that Kaizhi is willing to plead for her to enter the palace."

Just in time, he can forward the letter to the person concerned for her.

It's just that the person concerned is very busy now. With a roar, Song Yu quickly escaped from the room and pulled the door bolt like a thief to prevent the people in the room from coming out. Song Yu, get out of here!" If this roar alone, no one would have thought that a month ago, this person was still lying half dead in **, almost wandering through the ghost gate before being dragged back. If Fulin comes back later, I'm afraid his life will really be explained here.

Although he knew that the people in the room were unable to get out of bed at all, Song Yu carefully pulled the door and agreed loudly: "Don't get out! My future Anqinghou, why should I get out of here? I will definitely not get out!"

"Soong Yu!" Continue to roar in the room

"I heard it, here it is!" Song Yu answered loudly.

"Song Yu, if you don't come in, don't expect me to talk to you in your life." This sentence was a threat from Chi Guoguo, but in the end, there was a rustle, followed by a continuous cough, almost coughing out his heart and lungs, which made Song Yu outside frightened.

Song Yu had to surrender, pushed the door in, and looked at Yan Kaizhi's pale paper-like face flushed with cough. He howled helplessly: "My young master, can't I come in? Well, my future Marquis Anqing... Well, if you have any instructions, I will try my best to do it. Because of this unexpected identity, he was a little ecstatic and often took the future Marquis of Anqing as a mantra, but unfortunately this sentence was invalid here in Yan Kaizhi.

Although this belongs to Anqing Houfu, it is a relatively clean house in the waste garden. Even the people of Anqing Houfu usually do not come here, let alone outsiders. If no one had said it, no one would have noticed the shabby place in the yard, but the house was spotless, and there lived a person who thought was missing all over the capital.

Because of this, Song Yu almost took care of it himself, and even the people around him dared not fake it. Usually, only Fulin is here. Coincidentally, Fulin insisted on pretending to go out to buy medicine in person, so Song Yu had to come to take care of this noble patient by himself.

Yan Kaizhi drank several mouthfuls of water to stabilize the frenzy in his heart. He was so disturbed by Song Yu, and his anger was not so strong. He wrote sharply and asked sharply, "I ask you what's going on with Lanzhi and Qin! What the hell are you and the second master doing? You know how much I care about Lanzhi. She is my only sister. Why do you have the heart to let her go out and kiss?

Song Yu also knew that if the matter of Lanzhi's marriage was known by Yan Kaizhi, it would be turned upside down. But instead of venting his anger after his injury, it's better to tell him when he doesn't have the strength to get out of bed. Even if he is angry and loses his temper, he will not bite his tongue and suicide. He said with a smile, "I don't want to do this. I also regard Lanzhi as my sister. No, my sister is not right, my aunt. But even if you kiss again, there is nothing you can do. Do you still expect Princess Rouwan to get married? He was also surprised by this matter, but this is what the emperor said to him. Can it be false?

"Even if it's not soft, it shouldn't be Lanzhi!" Yan Kaizhi never thought that once he lost his protection, he would put his sister in such a dangerous situation.

"Then who do you think it should be?"

At this time, Hongyi's unexpected appearance stunned the two. Because Yan Kaizhi lay in ** and couldn't move, he could only hang his eyelids, and Song Yu immediately knelt down and shouted, "II, long live my emperor..."

"Enough, put away your dog legs and go away." Hongyi walked over and kicked Song Yu, ignoring his hospitality at all. Instead, he strode over and asked with concern, "Kaizhi, is your injury better?" When Hongwen was rescued, Yan Kaizhi immediately caught up with him, but the other party's skills were comparable to Yan Kaizhi's, and the two fought against each other. If it hadn't been for the special situation, the two would have felt sorry for each other, but they didn't expect that a group of people in black would emerge from nowhere to encircle the three of them. The master rescued Hongwen, and the man in black besieged and killed Yan Kaizhi. If Hongyi hadn't personally brought people here, I'm afraid Yan Kaizhi would have died long ago.

However, at that time, Yan Kaizhi was not much worse than his death, because his tendons and hamstrings were cruelly broken, and even if he picked up his life, he was a useless person. Song Yu remembered that Fu Lin was a strange talent and might be able to save Yan Kaizhi. However, Fulin was secretly sent out of Beijing when he was greeted by Yan Kaizhi a few days before his death. Otherwise, Fulin would be the first to be buried. Now, the life has been picked up, and the hamstrings have been renewed, but I'm afraid it will take a long time for him to walk by himself.

Hearing Hongyi's question, Yan Kaizhi couldn't help answering coldly: "If you care about Weichen, it's better to avoid the peace of my sister, and I don't know how my sister He De can claim the princess's reputation."

Song Yu was disliked by Hongyi and was upset. He happened to hear Yan Kaizhi's cold words and immediately opened his mouth to criticize him: "Yan Kaizhi, how can you use such a tone to Long Live Master? You are too disrespectful."

"Shut up!"

"Get out!"

Unfortunately, the two's coincidental orders made Song Yu suddenly feel that he was indeed the most statusless person.

Hongyi was happy that Yan Kaizhi had recovered such a good anger and smiled and persuaded, "Chaizhi, the most urgent matter is to recover first. Let's talk about the rest when you recover."

However, Yan Kaizhi can't be happy and his tone can't soften. Long live, I don't regret my death. I am willing to go to war immediately and calm down the war of Doro. I only ask Long live to take back my life and don't let my sister go to Doro to make peace.

"If you want to, I don't want to." Hongyi saw Yan Kaizhi falling into a pool of blood with his own eyes, and remembered that he still had lingering palpitation. "And don't call me long live, or ask the second master to listen to it. I'll reward you with something." Although he ascended the throne, in the face of every minister who was enough to be his father muttering in his ear, Hongyi couldn't help but miss Yan Kaizhi's silence, and he could do it with one look.

"Huge Lord!" Yan Kaizhi is not in the mood to play with Hongyi.

"Hmm?"