Fast Travel: Crazy Criticism of Beauty Always Conspiring against Me

Chapter 88 The Rain Falls Rouge Tears, Pear Blossom Plays Begonia (12)

Dongfang was pale, Xiao He was about to call someone when he heard a regular knock on the door, even if the person didn't speak, he knew who it was.

Open the door for people to come in. The young man is wearing a very clean blue robe, which is the uniform service that everyone in the palace will give out.

Xiao He glanced at him, and pointed to the white gown with gold thread pattern and cuffs, and Song Ci took the red blouse with the same pattern next to him and put it on for him.

The boy randomly placed a fan on the table and tapped on his shoulder: "Song Ci, come out with me today."

Xiao He didn't hear Song Ci's words, so his tone became more serious: "Song Ci, I asked you something, don't you know the answer?"

Xiao He is taller than Song Ci by half a head, and when he is serious, he always gives people an invisible pressure.

Song Ci acted as if nothing happened when the time came, he raised his eyelids and looked at him firmly and said: "All you need to do is obey the little prince's orders."

The young man walking in front snorted arrogantly, glanced at him and motioned him to follow.

Song Ci followed behind him without answering.

Xiaosi's maids in the courtyard stopped their work when they saw the young prince coming, and bowed to salute.

Xiao He waved his hand, casually turned his head and glanced at Song Ci behind him.

The young man is cool and handsome, tall and dusty, even the most ordinary low-class clothes are extremely conspicuous, standing out from the crowd.

The corners of Xiao He's lips curled up, and those friends who were with him would definitely sigh when they saw him.

It's beautiful enough, and it's really handy.

Song Ci followed Xiao He all the time, and entered a neon courtyard. The whole building was filled with a strong smell of rouge and gouache, which made him dizzy, frowning, and looked around.

Seeing Xiao He, an unattractive old woman greeted him immediately, her eyes were shining brightly, as if she was looking at a cash cow.

"Yo, so it's the little prince. You're here. Please come inside. Just now, Young Master Duan also came, and he's listening to Miss Liuyan singing~"

The old woman wished she could pounce on Xiao He and kiss him twice, her eyes laughed so hard that the creases at the corners of her eyes came out.

Song Ci didn't come out to see it in time, and he also knew that this was Fireworks and Willow Lane... a place of romance and joy.

The young man looked at Xiao He stiffly, but he also looked at him with interesting eyes, which made his scalp tense, and he subconsciously squeezed the drooping sleeves tightly.

Xiao He sensed his discomfort immediately, and sneered, "First time here?"

Song Ci pursed his lips and did not answer.
"Then you have to follow up, be careful not to be caught and eaten by others."

Xiao He stretched out his hand and pinched the young man's chin and looked at it carefully. Seeing the confusion in his eyes, he gave two 'tsk tsk', thick black mist brewing in his eyes: "Some people like him with a pretty face. "

That turbulent dark wave seemed to hit the bottom of Song Ci's heart, and he seemed to see that he was surrounded by treacherous dark red, surrounded by man-eating beasts, they rushed up and wanted to tear himself to pieces.

Song Ci's body trembled slightly, his pupils constricted, and he immediately looked away, his drooping fingers pinched the soft flesh on his thigh, it seemed that only pain could relieve his fear just now.

Xiao He admired the panic in Song Ci's eyes, and raised the corners of his lips.

Which of the rich and powerful in the imperial city didn't have any pickle hairpins, fair-skinned and beautiful, both men and women kept them in captivity, and those with special hobbies played more beautifully.

Everyone knows it well, so let's not talk about it.

But naive rabbits will really meet other evil wolves~

He deliberately walked away quickly and left him behind, seeing the young man following him closely, with the corners of his eyes raised unconsciously, as if thinking of something very interesting.

Originally there was no need to pass through the long corridor on the second floor, but Xiao He deliberately turned in. Song Ci just panted and followed up and stood by the stairs looking at the long gone person, with a flustered look on his face.

Xiao He, who was hiding in a dark pavilion, leisurely pulled out the fan pinned to his waist, leaned against the lacquered red pillar next to him, and looked at the person opposite with admiration.

"My lord..."

As soon as Song Ci finished speaking, he heard a movement, thought it was the little prince in the room, walked to the door, and was about to push the door, when he heard a woman's crying and laughing, and a man's insulting voice.

Hearing that bitch, and ambiguous shouts.Song Ci immediately withdrew his hand as if he had been scalded, his cheeks were a little red, and he ran away as if fleeing, flustered and messy like a scourge behind him.

Xiao He watched his every move, narrowed his phoenix eyes, waved the fan in his hand, those poisonous snake-like eyes swept across the boy's pink cheeks, that pure watery eyes, simply... .

Song Ci was too nervous just now and went down the stairs to the first floor. The door next to him suddenly opened and he almost bumped into the majestic man next to him without paying attention.

"Don't you have eyes when you walk?!"

That man had a bad temper, and his voice was loud and rich, which really made Song Ci's eardrums tingle.

Song Ci didn't meet that man before, so he glanced at him and said, "You opened the door suddenly."

"Fuck, when I like to open the door, do you fucking care?!", the tall man yelled loudly, and even drew a knife to cut Song Ci.

Song Ci's eyes were flashed by the big knife he showed, and he took a step back subconsciously. He stepped on something under his feet, slipped and fell behind, and his back directly hit the corner of the table.

The young man took a breath in a low voice due to the pain, mist appeared in his eyes unconsciously, and he stood up slowly with his palms on the table.

Only then did he see the man's appearance from the front. There was a scar running from the left half of his face to the corner of the right eye. His brows were fierce, the whites of his eyes were yellow. He was eight feet tall and held a three-foot-long sword in his hand.

Just as Song Ci saw the man's face clearly, he also saw Song Ci's face clearly.

Although he is a man, but with this appearance, it really makes all the beauties in this place extremely inferior.

Song Ci looked at the man and laughed, and gradually walked towards him. He doesn't know much about martial arts, and if he continues like this, he will only die.

The fingers pressing on the table turned white
"It's just you, a little boy, who dares to come to this kind of place, do you know where it is?"

The man swung his knife and laughed loudly, his eyes were dark and difficult to understand.

Song Ci wanted to dodge, but he couldn't move as fast as he could. The cold blade touched his neck, subconsciously slowed down his breathing, and looked at the man with those beautiful eyes.

"Are you... going to kill me?"

The young Sang Yin was cold but a little trembling, revealing his uneasiness about this matter, even he didn't know how alluring his eyes were at this moment.

Greed was revealed in the man's eyes, and the voice of swallowing was very clear: "Of course, but before that, I can let you experience the ultimate happiness!"

"Even though it's a man, I'll give you a shot because you're so pretty."

Song Ci didn't understand the first sentence, but he understood the meaning of the last sentence, and his face turned pale instantly.

The knife was thrown aside by the man, and he wanted to rush towards Song Ci.

The boy looked flustered and resisted the pain in his lower back, turned around and ran out, shouting, "Is anyone there? Help!"

(End of this chapter)