the other side.

As soon as Fang Ying entered the front hall, he was blinded by someone.

This is a young man of about twenty years old, dressed in a luxurious green shirt, with a jade tree facing the wind, a handsome appearance, a pair of deep and melancholy eyes, and an air of nobility that is difficult to conceal from his whole body.

He didn't say anything.

Just sitting on the couch, quietly sipping tea.

But just this simple action made the entire front hall become vivid and bright.

This is...Wu Wang Li Ge?

Fang Ying opened his eyes wide.

I think this is too handsome, right? However, although this guy looks gentle and elegant, why does he have the air of a scumbag...

"Ouch? Erlang is here?"

When Li Ge saw Fang Ying, his eyes lit up, he stood up suddenly, grabbed Fang Ying, and said enthusiastically:

"We haven't seen each other for a few days. I really feel like we are brothers!"

As he said that, his eyes turned to Fang Ying's arm.

When he saw the unique bandaging technique of the doctor in the Palace of Wei, Li Ge was startled and then showed a sad look.

"Brother Wei heard that Erlang was injured and came here to visit. Unexpectedly..."

"Hey! Erlang should be more open-minded. After all, a broken arm cannot be resurrected. However, even if Erlang is disabled, I will still recognize you as my brother..."

Fang Ying's face turned dark and he reminded: "Your Highness King Wu, this little brother's arm is just a flesh wound!"

"Ah! So it's like this..."

Li Ge turned from sadness to joy and said: "This is easy to handle, let's go, let's do something for my brother today, let's Mengchun Tower..."

Then without any explanation, he pulled Fang Ying out of Fang Ying's house.

door.

A gorgeous carriage has been waiting for a long time.

Fang Ying climbed onto the carriage, lifted the curtain, and was about to get in when he found someone else sitting inside.

wrong.

Rather than saying that there is a person sitting there, it is better to say that there is a bear sitting there.

I saw that this man was tall and muscular, with a dark face and shining eyes, and he had a strong and majestic look about him.

"Hey! Fang Erlang is here!"

When the black man saw Fang Ying, he grinned, showing his big white teeth.

"Cheng...Cheng Chubi?"

Fang Ying was stunned for a moment, and after thinking for a moment, he recognized who was in front of him. It was Cheng Chubi, Cheng Yaojin's third son.

"Room 2, don't block the door, hurry in."

Li Ge pushed Fang Ying into the carriage and got in.

Following the driver's shout, the gorgeous carriage began to move forward smoothly, shuttling through the bustling Chang'an City.

Inside the carriage.

Fang Ying looked at Cheng Chubi and asked doubtfully: "Cheng Sanlang, why are you here too?"

"Hehe!" Cheng Chubi scratched the back of his head and said with a grin: "I have wanted to go to Mengchun Tower for a long time, and King Wu happened to be having a treat, so I'll have a meal with you..."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk..."

Wu Wang Li Ge curled his lips and said disdainfully: "Are you going to get some food? Are you going to see Miss Chuntao?"

Cheng Chubi actually blushed: "Nothing can be hidden from King Wu's eyes, hahaha!"

…

Fang Ying looked at this style of painting and felt strange.

etc!

Looking at Chuntao Girl?

A bolt of lightning struck in Fang Ying's mind.

He blurted out: "Miss Chuntao? Mengchunlou...are we going to visit a brothel?!"

"Huh? Why did Erlang react like this?"

Li Ge looked puzzled: "What's wrong with visiting a brothel? Isn't it an elegant thing for me, a romantic scholar, to listen to music and talk with girls?"

Listen to what he said.

Fang Ying's eyes widened, and he once again refreshed his understanding of Li Ge.

Cheng Chubi was still coy about it, but looking at Li Ge, the dignified third prince of the Tang Dynasty, he actually behaved so naturally.

If you can, say that in front of Wei Zheng and see if he doesn't hate you to death!

only.

Fang Ying felt inexplicably excited at the thought of entering the legendary brothel and exchanging feelings with the charming young ladies.

At the same time, there is still a vague expectation in my heart...

"Ahem! That Erlang."

Li Ge suddenly coughed lightly and said with a smile: "Actually, I am asking you to come out this time because I want to ask you to do me a small favor."

"Oh? Want me to help?" Fang Ying asked doubtfully: "You are the prince of the Tang Dynasty. Is there anything else that you can't handle?"

"Oh! Dear brother! This matter must be done by you!"

Li Ge rubbed his hands and said: "Yesterday at the poetry meeting, Erlang's two poems about swords were a blockbuster. The poetry girl in Mengchun Tower admires you so much that she specially entrusted me to ask you for a poem..."

"So, inviting me to dinner is false, but writing poems to your sweetheart is true?"

Fang Ying's face turned dark and he said angrily: "Your Highness King Wu, you are too unreasonable, I am still a wounded person!"

"Don't be angry, Erlang, we all have it, we all have it..."

Li Ge hurriedly smiled and said: "It's my business to treat you to dinner, and to write poems for Miss Shishi, it's just a way... Besides, with Erlang's talent, the girls in Mengchun Tower won't rush to talk to you when they see you. A spring breeze?"
Chapter completed!