By decree and pro

Chapter 103

Shen Fangyu raised his head, his handsome face was full of sadness, but the man did not flick his tears easily, he held back, but this forbearance made him look like an apricot kernel soaked in bitter water, the whole one is bitter Ren (people) children.

Ilya couldn't see his brother suffering the most, seeing him so "pretty and pitiful", he couldn't help but cup Shen Fangyu's face, and kissed him mouth to mouth.

There was a strong smell of wine between each other's lips, Shen Fangyu frowned, probably because he was very lonely in his heart, so he didn't refuse Ilya's kiss, but when Ilya took the initiative and enthusiastically hugged his shoulder, even more so. When straddling his thigh, Shen Fangyu suddenly regained consciousness as if struck by lightning.

"No!" Shen Fangyu grabbed Ilya's arm, preventing him from taking off his clothes.

"Really don't want it?" Ilya looked at Shen Fangyu and smiled like honey, "I have experienced many battles, so I will make you very comfortable."

"It's not for this reason, and it's not for you." Frightened by this, Shen Fangyu seemed to have lost his drunkenness, "It's just that I can't treat men..." Unless that person is His Royal Highness.

"That's all." Ilya stuck out her tongue, "I just want to make you happy, so forget it."

"I'm sorry." Shen Fangyu blushed, extremely embarrassed, "Thank you for your willingness to comfort me like this, but I only regard you as a friend, and there is no other meaning."

"Me too." Ilya is a person who can let go and hold back, he got off Shen Fangyu's lap directly, and said with a smile, "Okay, don't worry too much about it, it's nothing to me. "

"Ilya." Shen Fangyu suddenly became serious, "I know that Xiliang is very masculine and open-minded, but if you don't really like someone, you should not give it so casually..."

"Got it, you old bastard." Ilya interrupted him, "Also, even Canna's male favourites have to be paid to get on, not to mention a beautiful young man like me who is rare to meet in a hundred years, so naturally I won't show up with anyone. Give."

"That's not what I meant!" Shen Fangyu was in a hurry, but he couldn't explain it to a hundred words. The embarrassed look made Ilya laugh out loud.

At this time, the subordinates came in to communicate, and General Jina came. Knowing that Shen Fangyu was in the city, he came to him to discuss it.

Shen Fangyu invited her in, and Ilya sat and watched their competition.Shen Fangyu was concerned that the other party was a woman, so he didn't attack so hard, but Jinayali felt that he was underestimated, so he attacked extremely fiercely.

"Interesting." Seeing Jinayali angrily chasing Shen Fangyu all over the yard with a Xiliang sword, Yiliya suddenly felt that there might be a drama between the two of them.

It's just that the sun is setting and he has to go back to serve Yan. Even though Yan gives him a vacation, Ilya is still worried about Yan.

Yiliya left Shen Fangyu's residence, took a shortcut to return to the palace, and took a small alley full of clothes and pants.Suddenly, a drunk stumbled over like an out-of-control cow, put his head on Elijah's thin chest, and had a big collision with him.

Ilya was already petite, but after such a collision, not only did he have a sharp pain in his chest, but he also fell back on the ground, his head was smoking with anger.

"Which blind idiot! How dare you bump into me?!" Afraid that the man would escape, Ilya jumped up enduring the pain, grabbed the man's cloak, and planned to slash him hard, but the man Obviously a bit taller than him, the head was propped up unsteadily, revealing a drunken blushing face.

Ilya immediately widened her eyes, looked at the man up and down, and asked in surprise, "Master Xiang! Why is it you?"

Feralas was wearing a dark gray casual robe, a cloak, and a hood on his head. He seemed to see that it was Ilya, and muttered: "It's Ilya, I thought I hit a camel again... ..."

"Why are you so drunk? And you even ran to a place like this..." This is a civilian area, not the residence of an official.

Moreover, Feralas didn't even bring a servant, so if he bumped into people in such a place, he might be beaten into a disability.

"Where is the person? Where did he go?" Sure enough, someone was making trouble for him, wandering around the alley.

"It's not suitable to stay here for long, come here." Ilya took Feralas's arm and walked to another alley, looking back at him from time to time, "What's wrong with you? You're also broken in love, right?"

In Ilya's mind, Feralas was always dashing and unrestrained, and a bit of a clean freak, a person who wouldn't get drunk.

"What kind of wine is broken love?" Unexpectedly, Feralas grabbed Ilya's hand with a serious face, and urged, "Go, take me to drink."

"What wine? You've had enough!" Ilya was dragged forward, and they ran out of the alley and onto the road.

Feralas was rampaging through the crowd like a chariot. Ilya kept apologizing to passers-by, but in the end he had no choice but to drag Feralas to a tavern.

There are guest rooms on the second floor of the tavern, which are specially used for sobering up drunks.

Ilya asked the waiter to carry Feralas into the room together and threw him on the bed, then Ilya went downstairs to pay for the hotel, and was telling the waiter to take care of the one upstairs, when someone came outside To be compensated.

It turned out that Feralas knocked down several stalls selling vegetables and eggs before, and trampled on the leg of a yellow dog sleeping on the side of the road, all of which cost money.When everyone was looking for the man in the gray cloak, some people said they saw him being sent here by a little brother, so they all came here.

Ilya rested her chin as if she had a toothache, watching these people take out his money bag until there was not a single copper coin left, and finally even the money bag with emeralds was taken to pay off the debt.

"Brother, you are so kind to your friend." The waiter looked at Ilya and poured him a cup of hot tea sympathetically.

"Hey, I'll go up and have a look at him." Ilya went upstairs again. He guessed that Feralas should have brought the money for the wine with him, and he had to search for how much was left.

Feralas just took off his cloak and lay flat on the bed with his limbs spread out.

"Asleep?" Ilya looked closer at his flushed face, "Just right."

Ilya reached out to Feralas' pocket, and there were some dried flowers, fire pockets, and handkerchiefs stuffed in it... Oh, it's a really delicate life, but no matter how much alcohol smells in this body, the dried flowers won't be fragrant Bar.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty...I, I..." Suddenly, Feralas began to ramble, with a painful expression on his face.

"What? You don't have a crush on the king, do you?" Ilya looked like he had found a lot of gossip, and without paying any money, he simply climbed into bed, lay beside Feralas, and leaned closer to listen.

"I'm sorry for you... Goddess... Goddess, she really has a son... Elder, he... lied to me..." Feralas' words seemed to be stepping on a watermelon rind, slipping wherever he went, without any basis at all.

Ilya couldn't figure out why after listening for a long time, and even Usman's mother, who had been dead for a long time, appeared, and it was a mess.

"What the hell, wasting my time." Ilya continued to untie Feralas' delicate purse attached to his belt. Suddenly, Feralas reached out and grabbed his wrist, staring at him with red eyes. .

"Why are you staring at me? You have lost all my hard-earned money!" Ilya said angrily.Even Xiangye can't deny it.

Feralas didn't seem to hear Ilya's words, he just pulled him away and pressed him under him, bowed his head again, and blocked his mouth tightly.

"This...?!" Ilya couldn't laugh anymore, and broke out in cold sweat.

Feralas has never had a lover. He lived a life like an ascetic monk in the Priest Tower when he was a teenager. When he grew up, he followed the king, living a diligent life of eating grass and milking milk.

This is the first time he has indulged himself so much. Ilya really couldn't get back to his senses for a while, and it was the first time for the other party, that chaotic and emotionless bear who only cared about his own comfort. It made Ilya cry.

"I will definitely settle this account! Calculate it with interest!... Feralas!" Ilya wailed while hugging the pillow, and wrote down the big vengeance stroke by stroke in his heart.

Three days later, a document such as the list of entourage, material distribution, and the route map of the seven ancient cities drafted by Feralas and Shen Fangyu was fully revealed in front of Yan.

After two days of careful review and repeated revisions, Yan reduced the expedition team with as many as 70 people in the document to 26 people, including one Xiliang guide and translator, one Jinshi scholar, one doctor, one cook, and ten packers. Guard ten people.

Adding Yan himself and Ilya, exactly 26 people.

As for the need for camels, field horses, water and dry food, they will be reduced accordingly according to the reduction in the number of people.

Shen Fangyu has doubts about this, he thinks that there are fewer people serving here, and the queen must be uncomfortable running around on the road.

"I'm not looking for comfort, I want comfort." Yan said with a smile, "Hurry up, go back early."

After saying this, he glanced at Usman who also participated in the discussion. He was as quiet as an old hen hatching an egg, with an old mother's smile on his face.

It seems that he fully supports any decision Yan makes.

But there is also some reluctance, Usman personally chooses the clothes that Yan wears when he travels, saying that the outside is no better than the palace, even if it is the same sheepskin jacket, the palace is also the best.Seeing Usman take out the clothes from the cabinet and arrange them one by one, Yan really felt like "the thread in the hands of a loving mother, and the clothes on the wanderer".

——I was almost moved to tears.

But such an "understanding" Usman made Flame Monster uncomfortable.Because they didn't even make out, Usman said it was to save his energy for the upcoming expedition.

Yan wanted to say that he was just lying down.But when he thought about it carefully, it didn't seem to be the case. When it was over, he didn't have a sore waist and legs, as if he had fought a life-and-death battle, no, it was a big defeat that lost power and humiliated the country.

Only Usman smiled like a flower, and when he stood there, others immediately understood that Jun's newly married life was very happy.Looking at his shameless face, Yan wanted to give him a big fist!

And the most disgusting thing is, before going to bed, Usman looks like a delicate little daughter-in-law whom I still feel sorry for, but when he goes to bed, he looks like a hungry wolf who hasn't eaten meat for ten years. Come on, last time Yan protested in bed, he also said that he was "good at work", Yan thought about it before he understood what he meant, Usman really didn't even want the last bit of shame.

Thinking of this, Yan blushed to the ears, lowered his head and looked at the personnel list pretending to be contemplative, until Shen Fangyu noticed something strange and asked, "Queen, is there anything you are not satisfied with?"

"No, no." When Yan raised his head again, his expression had recovered, he nodded and said, "Then set off at the day after tomorrow."

"So urgent in the future?" Feralas said.

"It's not all arranged, so go back early." Yan tapped the rice paper on the desk with his index finger. He was afraid that if he stayed by Usman's side for a long time, he would wear down his patience and become unwilling to go. up.

By the way, I regret that I shouldn't have been too harsh on my subordinates back then, and it turns out that the newlyweds are inseparable.

"Queen, I know you want to go early and return early, and this has almost become your mantra." It was Ilya who interrupted, and he brought everyone a sour and sweet cake made of sand dates. Feralas looked at him With one glance, he hurriedly lowered his head.

Ilya didn't take it seriously, what happened that day was an accident, and before Feralas woke up, he took the money and ran away.

"Then let's see if there is anything else that needs to be added." Usman smiled at Yan as he spoke, this smile made Yan's soul tremble.

Yan took a piece of cake that was still steaming, and ate it to distract himself.

"The queen's appetite is really good recently." Ilya laughed when she saw that Yan had solved a piece of heavy pastry in two or three strokes, and reached for the second piece.

"There is an old saying in Dayan, 'Eating is a blessing, clothing is a reward.'" Yan swallowed hungrily, "I have both blessings and fortune."

"That's not it." Ilya responded with a smile, and stepped forward to make tea for Yan. Feralas buried his head even lower, and the tip of his nose almost touched the table.

"Yan Yan, eat slowly, and be careful of choking." Usman spoiled his face, and asked Ilya to bring another pastry.

When everyone reviewed the precautions for travel again and decided on the date of travel, the meeting was adjourned.