Chapter 1217: The cute and adorable little general of the "Oiran" (102)
[...Star, those few ran in the direction of Xuanyuanling to the north, see for yourself. ]
Ya Yaying yawned while drawing the escape route of Ouyang Lian and others on the GPS map and sent it to Xiang Xing.
[Well, I found it. ]
Upon hearing the sound, Xiang Xing whimpered and swallowed the passion pancake in his mouth.
After that, he stared at the map seriously for a long time.
It wasn't until I became familiar with the composition of the geographical location that I took a deep breath, and then quietly pulled the sleeve of the man next to him.
Feng Lan paused slightly, but instantly understood.
"Holy, it's getting late, please rest early, save your energy, and fight this last battle."
The man smiled lightly, bowed his hand to Situ Ling, and stood up with the little guy beside him, "The minister and the general have something to do, so let's leave first."
"Hey, all right!"
Situ Ling blinked and couldn't help but nodded and waved his hand, "Go ahead and go! Gu will play chess with Miss Fenghan again..."
"what?"
After being mentioned inexplicably, Feng Han, who had also followed suit, frowned weirdly, and said in confusion, "No, the sage, the subordinate did not say that he wanted to play chess..."
"Oh! Just one plate, one plate!"
Situ Ling hurriedly grabbed her, winking at Xiang Xing secretly, with a weird smile of "you quickly cook mature rice for the lonely girl".
The corners of the little guy's mouth twitched.
This kid, the emperor shouldn't be the emperor, so what a mess he thinks.
...
Walking out of the Hall of Consciousness, Feng Lan carried Xiang Xing all the way to the library building behind the imperial palace.
"...The Lord will live here for you?"
Seeing the man greet the library guard in a familiar way, he looked briskly and cozy back to his own home, the little guy with a small head couldn't help asking weirdly.
Isn't it, the kid is so picky that he didn't even prepare an empty house?
Hearing this, Feng Lan paused for a moment, but couldn't help but sneered.
"Is the little general ignorant?"
He turned his head amusedly and blinked his peachy eyes at her, "The side hall where I was staying was covered with eyeliner on the three floors and three floors outside by the alert old lady of your family. If I take you Go back, maybe you won’t see the bright sun again"
"...Is this, this?"
Xiang Xing's throat struck, and he could only lower his head in embarrassment, and blinked his eyes silently.
I wondered how the old-fashioned-looking grandpa knew...
"Okay, let's not talk about this."
Feng Lan smiled faintly on her lips, and after the surrounding guards all stepped back, she immediately took the little guy's hand gently.
While rubbing the thin cocoon on her fingertips, she led her into a very hidden secret room in the library building with seven turns and eighteen bends.
To Xiang Xing's surprise, this secret room was even opened with the blood of his Feng Lan's fingertips!
Upon seeing this, the little guy swallowed his throat secretly, and couldn't help looking at him with some complexity.
However, the man directly saw her thoughts, only slightly bowed his head, and explained with a smile: "This library building was designed by my Feng family for Emperor Xian. Since ancient times, it has been the place where Fengxiang Tower and the royal family sent confidential information. ."
"So..."
Xiang Xing nodded his head as if he did not understand.
Soon, she was led by him to a huge table of eight immortals surrounded by various bookshelves.
The pen, ink, paper and inkstone were already on the table, and the size was square.