Six Hundred and Sixty-Three: Chicken Pecking Each Other

Wei Ci received the hint from Yang Si, and he carefully recalled what he said just now, and the blood on his cheeks gradually faded.

It looks like... I just said something I shouldn't have said.

He tried to open his mouth to change the subject, but his lips fluttered for a while, and he couldn't even utter a word, as if a pair of invisible hands pinched his throat, forcing him to swallow the next words. An unspeakable feeling spread upward from the toes, straight to the brain.

Jiang Pengji folded her arms around her chest, leaning halfway against the pillar, and stared at Wei Ci with a bit of sharp scrutiny.

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

It stands to reason that Wei Ci's loyalty was unintentionally heard by the lord. As the lord, shouldn't she be happy?

In the same way, Wei Ci's loyalty was overheard by the client. Even if he wasn't shy, it couldn't be fear, could it?

The result?

Yang Si felt that he seemed to smell something unusual.

Jiang Pengji withdrew her gaze, and said to Wei Ci, "I just happened to pass by, you guys keep talking about yourselves."

After finishing speaking, she simply turned around.

At this time, Wei Ci discovered that Jiang Pengji was wearing straw sandals instead of clogs, no wonder she walked like floating without making any sound.

It wasn't until Jiang Pengji's figure disappeared from sight that Wei Ci stepped down her shoulders as if discouraged, her brows drooping slightly.

He said weakly to Yang Si, "Let me borrow it."

Yang Si wanted to make Wei Ci stumble, but finally held back.

"What's the matter with you and the lord?" Yang Si struggled for a while, his eyebrows gathered together, "I see you and the lord are a little strange."

To put it strangely, this is a tactful statement, and to put it more bluntly, is there an adulterous relationship between these two people in private?

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

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

Yang Si squeezed 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 motives for your lord? Or does the lord also have that kind of meaning for you? Although now Masculinity prevails,

People in the world don't have much resistance to this kind of thing, but you are six years apart, and you are in the relationship between monarchs and ministers, this matter...is not easy to handle..."

While speaking, Yang Si rubbed his hands together.

Wei Ci was so angry that his head was smoking, and Yang Si came up with bad ideas.

"Otherwise, Zixiao, you can still find someone to marry. If you are worried about your horoscope, you can take a concubine. At least there is a woman by your side. The right way is to reconcile yin and yang. If you don't take the water, you will take the dry road... Although you His age is older than the lord's, and there is a difference in honor and inferiority. It is disrespectful not to be inferior to the superior. If you really want to force it, wouldn't you be inferior...it hurts!" Yang Si said halfway, Wei Ci rewarded him with an indifferent Yang Si was caught off guard by the elbow, his face was contorted, "Sneak attack is shameless."

Wei Ci let out a heck and raised his eyebrows.

"Teach the martial arts field?"

What about water and dry roads? This guy speaks yellow, and he doesn't know how to restrain himself. He knows more than that prodigal son Fengzhen.

Although Yang Si is still alone in nine out of 20, her private life is quite rich.

Yang Si gasped and grinned.

"Leave as soon as you go, I kindly advise you, you don't know how to be grateful, but you beat me 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 loops, rolled up his sleeves, and drew his sword at Wei Ci, who also paid back.

Not long after, Jiang Pengji received news that two advisers were fighting in the martial arts training ground.

Not only Jiang Pengji was dumbfounded, but the audience in the live broadcast room were also dumbfounded.

[Orange Flavored Duck Wings]: No... Did I hear wrong? Why did Yang Si and Wei Ci fight? Are they not literati?

[Spicy Rabbit Legs]: Pick your nose, who told you that literati can't fight? Do you think that literati in this era are the same as those after the Song Dynasty in Huaguo, unable to lift their shoulders or lift their hands? Gentlemen learn all six arts, and riding, archery and swordsmanship are also compulsory courses.

[Chicken feet with sauce]: I think what misunderstandings do you have about literati? Ancient literati were basically capable of both civil and military skills, such as my idol Li Baida, a genuine swordsman and supreme martial artist! Think about it, the ancient society was so chaotic, how could it be possible for someone to play around outside with cheap sarcasm? Otherwise, he would have been crushed to death? So it's normal for Cimei and the others to fight.

[Hillbilly]: Trembling, I beg you not to mention it upstairs. When I talk about Li Bai, I think of the fear of being dominated by Li Bai's big green lotus sword. At the time of land reclamation, there were three parallel swords every time, blowing up a group , Master Li Bai picked 25 without panting.

[Three Parallel Swords]: No, are you all crooked? Cimei and Yang Si are fighting, are they going to be okay?

At this moment, the audience in the live broadcast room remembered the main point of the matter, and summoned Jiang Pengji to resolve the conflict between the two, and don't play good or bad.

Jiang Pengji held her chin lazily with a lazy expression of no energy.

"Two chickens pecking at each other, what can happen?"

One hundred and fifty thousand viewers: "..."

Heartbroken, my lord!

vegetable chicken...

No, Wei Ci and Yang Si fought dozens of moves with swords and swords, and Yang Si barely managed to win half of them.

He likes to eat but not to exercise, so fencing is naturally unfamiliar.

Even though Wei Ci released the water like a flood, he was still sweating profusely from exhaustion.

After a fight, he panted like a dog.

On the other hand, Wei Ci's face is neither red nor heartbeat... No, who is the sick man!

"Zixiao, tell the truth, what happened between you and the lord?"

Wei Ci put the sword back into the scabbard, and said casually, "What can I have with her?"

"You are so stubborn, do you really think I have two eyes to look at? You are not the only smart person in this world, other people have bright eyes." Yang Si took a breath, and suddenly remembered the conversation with Jiang Pengji, her words were earnest, "Nothing is the best. The lord is young and his temperament is uncertain. If you get caught up in the masculinity for a while, you will be guilty of a serious crime. But I heard from the lord that he seems to have a sweetheart."

After Wei Ci heard this, he froze in place, his feet seemed to be nailed to the ground, making it difficult to move.

Sweetheart?

Yang Sixu babbled, repeating Jiang Pengji's words that day, hoping to eliminate possible hidden dangers with reality.

No matter from the standpoint of the lord or Wei Ci, if these two develop a relationship other than monarch and subject, it will be very dangerous.

First, Wei Ci is six years older. The world will only say that the lord is young and ignorant. The two could have been kings and ministers for a lifetime, and it was passed down as a good story, so why should they bear the eternal infamy?

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

Out of concern for his friends, Yang Si felt that it would be better to kill the cradle no matter whether these two people had such signs or not.

But...why didn't it work?

At the beginning, Wei Ci's face was still a little blue, but as Yang Si talked, it gradually turned into embarrassment, with a thin blush.

Yang Si: "..."

What seems wrong?