Chapter 139 Wangjun Lake Water Villa

At noon, Liujing was very lively, except for the increasingly sparse rosefinch street.

First, the blood flowed that night, and then the massacre seven days ago. Although the bones of the people and horses on the street were cleaned up, you can see the long red street, and you can faintly smell the pungent smell of blood. The people with a little money have moved away. Even if they live outside the city, it's better than staying in Zhuque Street. They are afraid of being haunted all night.

"Bochen, have you heard about it? Last night, the shopkeeper Zhang's restaurant was haunted, and he was so scared that he peed his pants. Now the store can't open. The last restaurant is closed, and he has to run two or three streets to eat in the future.

Li Xiaoguan said listlessly and subconsciously burped. He had piled up half a high porcelain plate beside him, and his stomach was round. If he ate like this, I'm afraid he would not have a chance to be the romantic little official in his life.

Although An Bochen was also surprised why the amount of food of a small official suddenly increased so much, he was thinking wholeheartedly about yesterday's dream at this time, but he didn't care about the foodies around him.

The secret of wandering into the dream last night was enough to shock the whole Da Kuang. Although An Bochen did not hear the following words, he also knew that the "Emperor" was not idle. He can hide it from the ministers in Shangjing and make the world think that he is a faint king who can only play with chlams. How much perseverance and patience it takes. I'm afraid that Liu Jun's forbearance is also learned from Emperor Kuang.

Since seven years ago, this king and emperor in the north and south of Da Kuang have secretly formed a alliance. On the surface, they are incompetent, but in fact, they are all bright-eyed people. They can see clearly, but they are silent, as if they are waiting for something. According to Emperor Kuang, the death of Princess Liu seems to be related to Lu Sikong. Lu Sikong is also unusual. An Bochen once went to Sikong Mansion with Lizhu in his dream. Lu Sikong is fat. People always like to narrow their eyes and are greedy for money. But he can not only sit in the position of three princes and serve as prime minister, but also be an incompetent person.

In last night's dream, Emperor Kuang said back that Lu Sikong was the reincarnation of Laojun Mountain God, protected by ghosts and gods...

Sitting in front of the window, An Bochen narrowed his eyes and looked at the sun. He quietly sucked the breath of the sun and muttered in his heart, is it possible that there are really any immortal reincarnated people in the world? In the play, it is often said that today's champion is the reincarnation of Wenquxing, but An Bochen always secretly thought about it. If each champion is the reincarnation of Wenquxing, how many Wenquxing is needed to be enough?

What's more, An Bochen has experienced all kinds of adventures. Now he knows that even if there are immortals, the heavenly court has long disappeared. The way of heaven has been subverted. How can there really be immortals to be reincarnated? But listening to what Emperor Kuang said, it didn't seem to be fake... Laojun Mountain, An Bochen has also been mentioned that it is a mountain north of Zhongdu Province. Like the rest of the mountains and rivers of Da Kuang, there are temple statues. Some of those temples were built on mountains and rivers, but some were scattered all over the place. The people thought that there was a god, so they worshipped and prayed for blessings.

If the statue in the temple is real, where are these gods now?

Another mystery surged into my mind, and in a blink of an eye, it was scattered by An Bochen.

The mystery between heaven and earth seems to be a bottomless hole, which will never end, but at this time, An Bochen has no energy to think about those. What he has to do is to deal with the current situation in Liujing and get out of trouble as soon as possible.

Zuo Xiang and Li Gongzi are in the game for the dragon girl. Liu Jun and Li Zhu are also in the layout, but for revenge. The overall situation of the two sides seems to be unreliable, but they exist together in 70 miles of Liujing. Who knows if there will be any involvement.

There was a burst of irritability in his heart. An Bochen stopped swallowing and subconsciously rubbed the bead chain on his wrist.

Whenever he is upset, it will always be like this. It seems that as long as he touches the bead chain, all the troubles will disappear.

I don't know what she is doing now...

His eyes flashed. An Bochen looked at Li Xiaoguan, who was rubbing his round belly and basking in the sun, and said in a low voice, "Xiaoguan, accompany me out."

"Where are you going?"

Li Xiaoguan asked lazily.

"Go find Your Highness Lizhu."

Hearing the words, Li Xiaoguan swept away the previous fatigue and immediately became energetic. He looked at An Bochen meaningfully and said, "Bochen, what's the secret between you and the princess?"

"What's the secret? It's just that she saved me. I'll just return the gift."

An Bochen said calmly.

Li Xiaoguan only giggled and said in his heart that as long as he didn't find the little flowerless monk, everything would be fine. However, looking at the princess's care so much about Bo Chen, maybe there is really some secret between the two. Tut-tut, if Anwazi is looked up by the princess, the bag will definitely have a wealth, and I can also enjoy happiness with the little official. I will be a senior official. At that time, I will definitely make the old man dumbfounded.

An Bochen did not know that Li Xiaoguan had thought of going forty or fifty years later at this time. He wanted to find Lizhu not because of the scene last night, but more sympathy for Princess An Bochen. An Bochen always seems to be very ignorant to sympathize with countless people whose status and family background are higher than him. In the past, Huo Chuanyun, Princess Lizhu in front of him, and he has no awareness. He only takes it for granted.

There are three reasons for looking for Lizhu today. One is to return the gift, and the other is to see if anything has happened after introducing the real dragon into her dream last night. Third, although An Bochen has the identity of an innocent resident, he is still weak. So far, no one has found the true identity of the "nocent resident" and made good use of it. It is no longer possible for Liujing to set up another position, disturb the layout of Zuoli, and act secretly with the help of the power of Liu Jun.

The overall situation of the two sides is face to face. Although it is silent at present, once it is difficult, it is bound to lead the waves and dangerous. After so much experience, An Bochen also wants to have some power to protect himself. Of course, An Bochen can grasp the weakness of the family with the help of "innocent monks" and manipulate them at the bottom of his hand, but he is an innocent monk. Once An Bochen can't protect himself, the "innocent monk" can't do it. Therefore, An Bochen needs an ally.

Although Princess Lizhu's heart is unpredictable, she vaguely treats An Bochen differently. In addition, An Bochen also knows her secrets like the palm of his hand. It's best to choose her as an ally. However, before that, it is necessary to explore the bottom first... Lizhu seems to change herself too fast.

Two horses rushed out of the Moyun Tower, crossed the Rosefinch Street, and went straight to Wangjun Lake.

When they were young, the two came to the water villa by the lake. Li Xiaoguan consciously stopped to look at the horse and watched An Bochen pick up the steps with a bad smile.

When he went up to the pavilion, two maids with red fans greeted him and stopped An Bochen.

"Who are you?"

looked at An Bochen, who was dressed in green cloth. The maid frowned and asked, and then added, "This is the princess's resting place. Don't break in!"

She was quite polite. Another maid directly reached out and stopped in front of An Bochen and scolded, "This is not a place where you can come. Why don't you go!"

An Bochen's eyebrows were indifferent, not handsome, and wearing ubiquitous cloth clothes, naturally he could not please the two maids. Pretending not to see the disgust in the maid's eyes, An Bochen smiled and arched his hand and said, "I'm An Bochen, if you have something to see your Highness, I hope you can inform me."

"Your Highness said, I won't see you today... Are you An Bochen?"

The first maid suddenly reacted, stared at An Bochen, and shook her hand holding the red fan for no reason. The other maid was stunned at first, then blushed and looked at An Bochen timidly.

Seeing that the two maids stopped talking and lowered their heads, but secretly looked at themselves from time to time, An Bochen was a little confused.

Before he thought too much, a cold voice sounded from the pavilion.

"Let him in."

Hearing His Highness's words, the first maid secretly looked at An Bochen again, and then led him into the third-story pavilion.

At the edge of the railing, the woman in a plain skirt sat sideways and quietly looked at the smoke and waves. The wind blew, rolled up the skirt and danced lightly, clinging to her concave and convex delicate body, but it seemed extremely lonely.

Thinking of the palace walls one after another in the dream of glass beads, An Bochen's heart moved and seemed to think.

In the situation of being the emperor, there was an endless palace in her heart, which made her sleepy and almost breathless. Perhaps what she wants most is to swim out like a big lake with no end in front of her. Looking at the lake is not as good as looking at the sea, but now, there is nothing else except Wangjun Lake.

Turning her head, the princess covered her veil, casually looked at An Bochen, and then turned to the two maids and said coldly, "You usually pester me to ask what kind of young hero Captain An is today, but I can't recognize it."

Hearing this, the two maids blushed and did not dare to see An Bochen again. One of them said awkwardly, "It's not that I'm clumsy, but I really didn't expect that Lieutenant An would be born like this..."

I must feel that I was born ordinary, not like the kind of hero in their hearts.

Without the need for the maid to say it, An Bochen already knew that it was a little funny in his heart, but he also guessed that in the days when he was in a coma, his reputation had spread all over Liujing and exaggerated countless times. Xiao Hou won't do the hand behind him. It's Liu Jun who wants to add fuel to the flames.

"What, do you really think that Captain An has three heads and six arms?"

Lizhu's voice was still cold. The two beautiful maids seemed to be used to it, smiled secretly, secretly looked at An Bochen, and then obediently retreated.

It seems that Lizhu is also good to the people around her, otherwise the two maids would not have been so over.

Looking at the words and colors, An Bochen understood. After thinking about it, his face couldn't help but become strange.

Yes, Lizhu should be like Wang Xiner to these two maids...

An Bochen was thinking nonsense, and the indifferent and cold voice of glass beads came from his ear.

"Have you ever recovered from your injury?"

Converging his mind, An Bochen bowed his hand respectfully and said, "Thank you, Your Highness, for remembering that most of Bo Chen's injury has healed."

Thirty miles of Wangjun Lake, the smoke and waves are vast, the gulls and herons are playing, and the autumn wind blows through the colorful paintings on the shore, which is not a bad scenery.

On the platform of Shuishu Pavilion, the two sat and stood one by one, and they were silent at the same time.