"My lord, I don't dare." Mu Hanjin met her eyes, a slight smile still hung on the corner of his mouth, not because he didn't dare, but because he was reluctant.
Feng Aotian looked at him, stretched out his hand, pulled him into his arms, and hugged him tightly, "You'd better not lie to the master, otherwise..."
"Otherwise what?" Mu Hanjin's voice became extremely soft, as if to shroud all his soft light in her cold eyes.
"Master will bite you into bite by bite and swallow it." Feng Aotian said in a deep voice, biting at his shoulder through the satin fabric, biting fiercely.
Mu Hanjin didn't feel the slightest pain, but raised his hand slightly, wrapped it around her waist, and looked at him with slightly curved eyebrows.
Lan Jingshu sat aside, looking at the picture in front of him, a light flashed across his warm eyes. He didn't understand why Mu Hanjin suddenly became like this, and he didn't know that the prince's domineering was so gentle. He suddenly remembered the days in the Huaihe River, when she gave him medicine, to save him, jumped into the river with him, to save him, and even more...
Feng Gonggong stood outside the palace and said in a low voice, "Concubine Lan, the bath soup is ready."
"En." Lan Jingshu turned his eyes, looked at the two people who were leaning against each other in front of him, slowly got up, and thought about walking inside.
This place was the first time he had entered so clearly in the daytime. Looking at the tool rack not far away, he couldn't help but tremble a few times. Looking at the familiar bed, those unsightly images appeared in his mind. He hurriedly closed his eyes, summoned up a lot of courage, and then slowly opened them. When he saw Feng Yinqi lying peacefully on the bed, his eyes flashed a bit of darkness, and after stepping into the screen, he looked at . He had prepared the clothes he always wore, he took a deep breath, raised his hand, took off the belt on his body, and lightly untied his clothes, the clothes were scattered on the ground, and the skin that was like a creamy skin was reflected in the sprinkles outside the screen window. Under the soft light, it exudes a charming luster.
The wound on his waist has scabbed over, and the scar on his arm also shows a pink color. He slowly stepped into the bathtub, immersed his body, raised his eyes, stared at the front, picked up the water with his fingers, and slipped over his arm, he With his hands, he caressed the position of his chest, which was beating slowly because of the wound.
He raised his slender and white neck, and the dense mist filled the surroundings. He slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep unconsciously.
Feng Aotian lowered his eyes and looked at Mu Hanjin's slightly thin face, thinking that he was too tired these days, he immediately laid him flat on the soft couch, "Three days later, I will see you vomiting blood, if your wrist There are red lines everywhere, try it."
Mu Hanjin's gentle eyes flashed a faint soft light, raised his hand, and held her hand in his palm, reluctant to let go, he already had a plan in his heart.
Feng Aotian turned his eyes, looked behind the screen, Lan Jingshu had not come out yet, looked at him, "You rest."
"Yes." Mu Hanjin replied in a low voice, closing his eyes slowly.
Feng Aotian got up from the soft couch, walked into the inner hall, crossed the screen, and saw Lan Jingshu lying in the tub and sleeping, a slight smile tugged at the corner of her mouth, thinking about the last time he was shot by an arrow , I haven't had a good rest, and I have been running around again and again these days. Now, I really can't bear it.
She walked forward, took the clean clothes by her side, stretched out her hand, took him out of the tub, put the brocade robe on him, and carried him out of the screen.
Lan Jingshu was still a little alert. When he raised his eyes, he saw Feng Aotian's cold eyes, and when he lowered his head, he saw that he was lying in her arms with only a shirt on.
His handsome face was covered with a layer of light pink, and he lowered his eyes and leaned quietly in her arms, daring not to move.
Feng Aotian looked at Lan Jingshu like this, and seemed to think of the emperor who was just like him, gentle and jade-like. However, with the same temperament, Lan Jingshu was a bit more stubborn and stubborn in his bones. …
When Feng Aotian thought about this, she felt that she was becoming more and more confused, and she couldn't tell the truth from the fake.
Feng Aotian carried him to the bed, put him down, looked sideways, looked at Feng Yinqi lying on one side, and there was a flash of ruthlessness in his heart.
Lan Jingshu lay quietly, but was extremely uneasy. Seeing the coldness in Feng Aotian's eyes, the past appeared in his mind. He closed his eyes slightly and waited for what was about to happen next.
Feng Aotian looked at Lan Jingshu like this, his fingers slid across his lustrous skin, causing Lan Jingshu to shudder for a while, the scene in the cave resounded in his mind, he couldn't help but the ground turned hot, and opened his eyes slightly , staring at Feng Aotian's smiling face, he was startled again, tensed up, and looked at her.
Feng Aotian raised his hand, put the quilt over his body, and put his palm over his eyes, "Take a rest, I will take office tomorrow."
Before Lan Jingshu could react, Feng Aotian stood up and turned to leave. He stared blankly at her leaving figure, raised his eyes, and looked at the ceiling, but he had the illusion that it was a different world. There was no such fear, sleepiness struck, and before he knew it, he had fallen asleep peacefully.
Feng Aotian walked to the hall and saw that there was no one on the soft couch. When she walked to the study, she saw him sitting on the soft couch and reviewing the memorials. Her eyes flashed a hint of helplessness, and then she stepped forward and sat down. In front of him, "I'm getting more and more presumptuous, and I don't even listen to my grandfather."
Mu Hanjin looked at her, "I finished the review earlier, isn't the prince going to see someone today?"
Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, "Yeah." Then, he started writing, picked up the memorials he put over, and reviewed them one by one.
In the study, the sandalwood incense was soothing, and the two meditated and reviewed the memorial...
Xing Wuyun felt that he must have gone to the wrong place. Why did he run into this Princess Qian Ning every time? The first time was a coincidence, the second time was accidental, then what about the third time
"Commander Xing..." Feng Qianning looked at Xing Wuyun in front of her, and hurriedly ran over, with a bright smile on her handsome face, her appearance was three-point similar to Feng Aotian, it's a pity, Empty has its own table.
Xing Wuyun reluctantly pulled out a smile, and politely saluted, "I see Princess Qian Ning as a lower official."
Mammy Yu, who followed Feng Qianning, saw Xing Wuyun from a distance, and hurriedly stepped forward and pulled Princess Qianning, "Princess, go back to the palace."
Feng Qianning pointed at Xing Wuyun, "Mother Yu, this person is very interesting, I want him to play with me."
Xing Wuyun listened, and a black cloud suddenly appeared in his heart. Is he the kind of master who plays with others? He was busy going to find his master now. Thinking of this, he hurriedly smiled and said, "Princess Qian Ning, I have something important to do with you, so I really don't have time to accompany the princess to relax."
"No, I want you to accompany me." Feng Qianning stepped forward, suddenly grabbed Xing Wuyun's sleeve, pouted, and refused to let go.
Xing Wuyun was a little helpless, but he couldn't openly push the princess away, he could only take a step back, and then said, "Princess Qian Ning, the official is really..."
"If you don't play with me, I'll cry to show you." Feng Qianning said while sitting on the ground, kicking her legs like a small child.
Xing Wuyun felt that he was already the most rambunctious person. He never imagined that he would meet a master now, and the one in front of him was no worse than him.
Seeing this, Mammy Yu hurriedly bent down to help Feng Qianning up, but she was pushed to the ground, Mammy Yu looked at Feng Qianning and said helplessly, "Princess, you should go back with the old slave. Palace, if the Empress Dowager sees it, you will be miserable."
"No, the queen mother is terrible, I don't want to see her." When Feng Qianning heard the name of the queen mother, she was so frightened that she quickly got up from the ground, then turned around and ran away.
Mammy Yu raised her eyes, just in time to meet Xing Wuyun's doubtful eyes, she hurriedly said, "Old slave retire first."
After speaking, he turned around and ran away after chasing Feng Qianning's figure.
Xing Wuyun remembered Feng Qianning's talented look, and suddenly felt a little strange, and also felt that this matter had nothing to do with him. He cared so much about what he did. , walked to the side courtyard.
When he arrived at the side courtyard, he walked over with a smile, "Master, the disciple is here."
Jiu Gonggong turned his eyes and looked at him, "Go and clean these jars."
After speaking, he pointed to the jars piled on the side, Xing Wuyun looked at it, there were more than 200 jars, he swayed, turned his eyes, looked at the wine, and ignored him.
He twitched the corners of his mouth, sigh, who made him an apprentice, of course, the apprentice was used to do chores, then he carried the jar, squatted in a corner, and began to clean it.
Jiu Gonggong turned his eyes and looked at his back, his always unsmiling face, at this moment, there was a wrinkle between his eyebrows.
When Lan Jingshu woke up, the sky was already dark. He got up from the bed and looked at the situation in front of him. Only then did he realize that he had really come back and was not dreaming.
He lifted the quilt and got off the bed, only to realize that he was only wearing a robe, his face was reddish, he quickly walked behind the screen, dressed properly, and then walked out.
Feng Aotian leaned against the door of the inner hall, watching Lan Jingshu cautiously approaching her, a small smile tugged at the corner of her mouth, when he walked in front of her, she stretched out her hand and held his hand, "How come back? I became shy, but I remember that you were very active in the cave."
Feng Aotian said, then raised her to hold his hand, "Master is doing things for you with this hand."
Hearing this, Lan Jingshu blushed even more, raised his eyes, but met Mu Hanjin's eyes looking at him, his eyes flashed with a hint of sadness, then raised his eyes to look at Feng Aotian, "My lord, two The matter of Huai, minister…”
"I won't talk about state affairs today. Now that I'm back, I'll rest for now. If there's anything else, I'll talk about it tomorrow." Feng Aotian saw that Lan Jingshu was arguing with Mu Hanjin, smiled deeply, thinking , He has always been indifferent to the world and has a gentle temperament. Over the years, he has naturally regarded Mu Hanjin as his best friend, but this best friend has said those cruel words to him. If it were her, she would definitely be with him. turn against each other.
Mu Hanjin knew that his words were too heavy, but at that moment, he really wanted to kill everyone around her who could get close to her, no matter who it was, but these days, he changed his mind. Thought, maybe, she shouldn't have him alone in her heart, there are more people to accompany her, then, when he leaves, she won't become sad because of him, after all, there will be people around her. Someone walks with him, no
Mu Hanjin stepped forward and looked at Lan Jingshu, "Jingshu, what happened last time, Hanjin is polite."
After saying that, he bowed and bowed to him.
Lan Jingshu was slightly startled, looking at Mu Hanjin's sincere words, he seemed to have thought of something, and felt that he was too stingy, then said warmly, "There is no need for this between you and me."
Mu Hanjin smiled lightly and looked at him, "If that's the case, then you and I will laugh at the grievances."
"So good." Lan Jingshu replied with a smile.
Feng Aotian didn't speak, then stepped forward, landed, looked at the two of them, "Sit down."
"Yes." Mu Hanjin and Lan Jingshu immediately sat down.
During the banquet, the three of them were speechless and finished their dinner quietly, while Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanjin, "Jing Shu has just returned to the capital, and I know that the two of you have always been concerned about Meng and Meng, and now it is just the right time. , the two of you will gossip when you go out for something."
"Yes." Mu Hanjin replied warmly.
Lan Jingshu also lowered his head and watched Feng Aotian leave. He turned his eyes and looked at Mu Hanjin, "Are you serious?"
"En." Mu Hanjin looked at Lan Jingshu, "Let's go out for a walk."
Lan Jingshu nodded. For the two of them, this Regent's Mansion was all too familiar to them. Even the grass and trees here, they all clearly understood that in the past two years, they had lived like years, and they were like withered.
"Go to Qinghui Pavilion or Jinxuan Pavilion?" Mu Hanjin asked as he walked.
Lan Jingshu smiled lightly, "Go back to Jinxuan Pavilion."
"Okay." Mu Hanjin raised his eyes and looked at the scene in front of him, "Ask if you have anything."
"What do you want to say to me?" Lan Jingshu knew Mu Hanjin's temperament. He had martial arts, but he was able to hide it from him for so long. I'm afraid that people who knew him didn't know that he knew martial arts.
"I can only say that in this life, the prince is the one destined for me." Mu Hanjin's eyes were sideways, narrow and gentle eyes flashing with firmness.
Lan Jingshu smiled lightly, "Are you really in love with her?"
"Yeah." Mu Hanjin also thought it was very strange. The pain in the past two years was his nightmare. However, facing her now, what he had in his heart was full of love, not even the slightest hatred. If there is hatred, it is why he hates himself for not being able to accompany her to grow old.
Lan Jingshu turned his eyes and looked at the sky in front of him, "If one day, I am also tempted by her, will you kill me?"
"No, now, I hope you can stay by her side, get to know her better, understand her differences, walk into her heart, and stay by her side carefully." Mu Hanjin said quietly , Because, in this world, there are really not many people he can trust, and there are not many people who can want to entrust.
Lan Jingshu turned his eyes to the side, staring at his elegant silhouette, he couldn't help but startled, what could make him willing to give up a man's self-esteem and fall in love with another man? They all know how much helplessness and grievance they have hidden in their hearts over the past two years, and they are forced to bear it, but now, isn't it raining and sunny? But why, alone, did he fall into it
What happened when he left Beijing? Why has everything changed? It seems that it has nothing to do with him.
Yi Mu's thin figure appeared in front of them unexpectedly, seeing Lan Jingshu from a distance, a soft voice sounded, "I didn't know, you're back too."
Lan Jingshu retracted the gaze that looked at Mu Hanjin, and looked at Yi Mu in front of him, but felt that something had changed, he smiled lightly, "Just came back today."
"Go to my place and sit down." Yi Mu felt that his health was much better these days. Today, he just happened to be out for a walk. Since he entered the regent's palace, he has been locked in the cold courtyard and cannot come out. , Even if he has a heart, he is powerless. Now, looking at the two old friends in front of him, he also feels pity for each other.
Lan Jingshu and Mu Hanjin looked at each other and smiled, and then returned to Meixiang Pavilion with Yi Mu. The three of them sat under the plum tree. There were a few small dishes on the stone table, and the plum blossom stuffed by Yi Mu himself.
Yi Muqi poured a glass first, raised the glass, and looked at the two, "Cheers for you and me to get together again."
Lan Jingshu's handsome face also rarely showed a hint of casualness, then he raised his glass and looked at Mu Hanjin and Yi Mu, "Okay, for the three of you and I to be able to drink like this, toast."
Mu Hanjin held up his cup, wondering how long such days would last. He smiled and said warmly, "Cheers."
The three drank all at once, and then filled the wine again.
Lan Jingshu looked at Yi Mu, "Your body is much better now."
"Yeah." Yi Mu nodded, raised his eyes, and looked at Mu Hanjin, "This is also thanks to the prince's recipe."
Lan Jingshu was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes fell on Mu Hanjin, "I didn't expect that the lord has such skills."
Mu Hanjin stared at the wine in the glass, "Her, there are many things you can't do, in fact, even I don't know her fully, she hides her thoughts too deeply, she can easily see through everyone But I never thought of revealing a little bit of my own thoughts so that others can see clearly."
Lan Jingshu and Yi Mu looked at Mu Hanjin's demeanor and couldn't help but sigh in their hearts.
Mu Hanjin raised his eyes, looked at the two of them, and smiled, "The imperial examination is imminent. Although I know that you are only rich, you still need to review the past and learn the new."
Yi Mu smiled and said, "Can I really go to the scientific examination?"
"What the lord ordered, you have no reason not to go." Mu Hanjin continued, "Your father invited Ying today to lead his troops to the southwest to quell the chaos."
"I know." Yi Mu's eyes darkened, "It's a pity, my body is useless."
Mu Hanjin smiled again, "The fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold, your body is really weak, but your talents can't be buried in vain. "
"Even so, I don't have this fate." Yi Mu's brows were also condensed, and he said faintly, raised his head, and drank a glass of wine.
Lan Jingshu looked at Yi Mu like this, "Maybe, there are many things that you and I need to look at again. Today's prince is no longer the prince of the past. There may be hope for the future of Feng Kingdom."
Mu Hanjin looked at Lan Jingshu and Yi Mu, smiled and said nothing, yes, there is more than hope, maybe, in the near future, the whole world will belong to Feng Aotian, but unfortunately, he can't wait for that day. .
A touch of sadness flashed between his brows and he raised his hand and raised his glass, "Yi Mu, tomorrow, how about I accompany you back to the mansion?"
Yi Mu froze for a while, looked at Mu Hanjin, "I can't ask for it."
"Tomorrow, I have to go back to the manor." Lan Jingshu thought about his father's dismissal. Now, he has just returned to Beijing, and he hasn't been home for two years.
Mu Hanjin smiled in a low voice, "Come on, let's regain our freedom, toast."
The three of them raised their voices and laughed, and then drank together. This night, the bright moon was in the sky, and there was a faint fragrance under the plum blossom tree.
Xing Wuyun came out of the palace and was about to return to the mansion. He raised his eyes and looked at the time. Then he remembered that there was still lively watching tonight, and then he flew to the restaurant.
Feng Aotian did not rush to rush, but strolled leisurely on the streets in the middle of the night. Now, it was late at night, and there were very few pedestrians on the street. As she walked, she admired the rare comfort.
When a figure fell, she didn't turn around, but said in a light tone, "You are quite good at joining in the fun."
Xing Wuyun immediately walked beside her, "If you don't watch it, you are a fool."
Feng Aotian said with a light smile, ignoring him and continuing to walk forward, playing with the folding fan nimbly with her fingers, just like when they first met, she was like this, standing in the Furong Pavilion, looking at him Go down step by step.
Xing Wuyun looked sideways and stared at her. For some reason, there was a very comfortable feeling. He curled his lips slightly, feeling that the two days he had spent were the days of a monk, that is, no wine, and no beauty. Really Bitter.
Feng Aotian turned his eyes, looked at his gloomy expression, curled his lips into a smile, then stretched out his hand and hit him on the shoulder, his red lips slowly approaching his ear, "Are you thinking of wine or beauty?"
"I want to." Xing Wuyun turned his eyes, and there was a touch of softness in his ears. He was stunned at first, and then replied.
"Would you like to accompany you to the Furong Pavilion?" Feng Aotian thought that the current Furong Pavilion was re-arranged by her, and all the people in it were replaced by hers, except that Meier was still there.
Xing Wuyun listened, sigh, I can't drink it, it's good to see and smell it, and immediately replied, "Okay."
Feng Aotian laughed loudly, and then walked towards Furong Pavilion. Now, it was a lively time. When people saw Feng Aotian, they rushed over to greet him, "Master..."
"Yeah." Feng Aotian looked at the woman beside him. At the age of about 30, she was more shrewd than the old mother before. However, she showed a coldness. to make.
Xing Wuyun looked at the old mother in front of him, and felt that the previous one had really lowered his taste. He turned his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, "My lord, where did you find such talents?"
"The Buddha said, don't say it." Feng Aotian raised his folding fan and hit Xing Wuyun on the head, and then the two entered the Furong Pavilion.
The interior of the pavilion is even more completely new. All the facilities and decorations are brand new, and they have a unique flavor. On the stands, the charming and enchanting women danced sexy and hot dances, and kept throwing winks at the audience. Under the stage, the men all shouted at the top of their throats.
Xing Wuyun thought that he had gone to the wrong place, so he rubbed his eyes quickly, and then he saw that it was still the same. Then, Xing Wuyun saw one side, and it was set up as a casino. The two went up to the second floor and saw the whole place. On the second floor, it also became a huge private room. All kinds of beauties, some pure and lovely, some charming, some gentle and generous, some hot, all lying on the bed, posing provocatively There were different men standing beside him, and in the middle stood a man holding a hammer. The man below looked at the woman lying on the bed and shouted the price according to the brand name hanging on it.
Xing Wuyun blinked again, he was just a month in the future, how could this place become like this, he turned his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, "What are you doing?"
"Don't you understand? In the auction, here are women with good looks. Everyone has been specially trained, and they are absolutely top-quality. Where can you easily pick up customers? Of course, the high-priced ones will get it." Feng Aotian's tone was indifferent. said.
"So it is." Xing Wuyun nodded, then looked at Feng Aotian, couldn't help feeling that she was definitely a business genius, then, leaned closer and whispered, "My lord, this is your idea."
"Well." Feng Aotian took Xing Wuyun to look around, and then went up to the third floor. The people on the third floor were more crowded than the people below. Because there was only one woman above, they were separated by a bead curtain. She couldn't see her face clearly, but Xing Wuyun could see who this woman was at a glance, but she didn't feel like she was, because she was more charming and moving than before, just at a glance, she knew that she was born stunner.
"Isn't this Mei'er?" Xing Wuyun rubbed his eyes, took another look, and then looked at Feng Aotian, "Your Highness, needless to say, this minister also understands, it's bidding again."
"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, "This is the starting price for a lot of money."
Xing Wuyun blinked his eyes, thinking that although the capital is not as good as Lianghuai, it is a place where wealthy businessmen gather. Even if the war is raging outside, it is still a drunken fan. The silver in their hands would rather be sprinkled here than thrown out to help those It is the essence of human nature to expose the poor people on the streets.
Feng Aotian took Xing Wuyun directly to the fourth floor. This place was very quiet and renovated. It was an open-air rooftop. Xing Wuyun looked at the rocking chair in front of him, then sat down and turned his head. Seeing the whole street really, I just looked sideways and saw the restaurant opposite.
The old mother hurriedly came over with the account book of Furong Pavilion, and handed it to Feng Aotian respectfully, "My lord, please take a look."
Feng Aotian took the account book, flipped through them one by one, and then pointed to one place, "Who is this person?"
"It's the son of the Minister of Punishment." The old mother's name was Cuiyun, and she was the secret guard of the palace.
"A son of the minister of punishment, so rich, it seems that this king has missed this big fish. The last seizure has not been fully collected." Feng Aotian's eyes flashed a calculation, and then he looked at Xing Wuyun, " Do you know him?"
"It's definitely not in the eyes of the lord." Xing Wuyun thought that the son of the minister of punishment was a famous bully, who was domineering in Beijing all day long, raping women, and even more wealthy, but his appearance was really not flattering.
Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, he had never seen this son of the Minister of Punishment, but all the handsome men in the capital were in her palace.
"This?" Feng Aotian pointed at another person.
"This is the son of the Minister of the Household." Cui Yunfu said again.
"These two must have been embarrassed?" Feng Aotian said solemnly.
"Your Highness, it's not or not." Xing Wuyun lay comfortably on the reclining chair, knocked Erlang's leg, picked up a grape with his hand, swallowed it, and said casually, "The two of them are natural enemies, but every man, this person If you see it, the other one must grab it, and often fight for a woman."
Feng Aotian turned his eyes to look at him, "Since this Furong Pavilion was yours before, should you do the same?"
Xing Wuyun twitched the corners of his mouth, "This minister is nobler than them. Although he lingers among the flowers all day, he does not touch his body."
Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, he stopped looking at him, and looked at Cuiyun beside him, "Are they all here tonight?"
"Yes." Cuiyun replied.
"Who are they here for today?" Feng Aotian asked leisurely.
"Mei'er." Cuiyun replied respectfully.
"Go, ask for the price." Feng Aotian looked at Xing Wuyun and continued.
"No." Xing Wuyun quickly shook his head and said, "I have no silver taels."
Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, "No, you just ask for the price. The higher the price, the better. I want to see how much they can offer."
"My lord, I really don't know how your black heart was trained." Xing Wuyun already knew the fate of the two guys outside, pouted, got up, and walked out.
Cuiyun watched Xing Wuyun leave, stood on one side, and watched Feng Aotian continue to look at the ledger.
"The money has been saved for this king. It will be of great use in the future. How are the branches of the other twelve small countries preparing?" Feng Aotian asked immediately.
"It has been arranged now, and within two months, it will be opened one after another." Cuiyun replied in a low voice.
"En." Feng Aotian nodded, "Go down and have a look."
"Yes." Cuiyun nodded, then backed out.
Feng Aotian raised her eyes and looked at the restaurant opposite. It was still pitch black. It seemed that this person did not intend to see her tonight. Thinking of this, a slight smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. an hour.
Xing Wuyun was obviously lacking in interest. He walked slowly to the third floor, and saw the two sitting in front of him, one was fat and the other was thin, one had a fat head and pig ears, and one had a pointed mouth and monkey cheeks. other side.
Xing Wuyun coughed lightly, then sat between the two of them.
The two were also stunned. The fat man on the right was the son of the Minister of Punishment, and the thin man on the left was the son of the Minister of Household. When they saw Xing Wuyun, the two immediately raised their eyebrows.
The fat man raised his voice and smiled, "Hey, isn't this Young Master Xing? You are not staying in the Prince Regent's mansion, what are you doing here at Furong Pavilion?"
"Yeah, can't the prince satisfy you?" The thin man joked immediately.
Xing Wuyun's beautiful face, a pair of peach blossom eyes are slightly curved, revealing a charming smile, red lips slightly raised, and it is more romantic, he lightly raised his sleeves, and said lightly, "Alas, what is there to do in the Regent's Palace? It’s still the Furong Pavilion, the beauty is in her arms, and it’s warm and fragrant, isn’t it, beauty?”
Across the bead curtain, Mei'er looked at Xing Wuyun, her eyebrows flashed with a glamorous and enchanting look, her lips were slightly hooked, and she said with a small smile, "Yes, son, you have been in the future for a long time."
Xing Wuyun smiled freely again, "Beauty, I will accompany my uncle tonight."
"Young Master..." Mei'er's voice was numb to the bones, and even more demonic and seductive, and everyone outside was shocked.
The fat man and the thin man beside him hurriedly winked and reached an agreement. It can be seen that, in the face of common interests, once a third party appears, the battlefield of two people will become three people. How to coordinate this? In this situation, then, two people must unite to deal with the new invaders. Therefore, there are no permanent friends in this world, and naturally there are no permanent enemies.
The man in front of him was holding a wooden hammer, hitting the table in front of him, and then began to shout the starting price, "The starting price is one thousand taels, please raise the price, young masters!"
"Two thousand taels." Xing Wuyun hooked his lips and smiled, then picked up the sign and shouted.
"Two thousand five hundred taels." Fatty added immediately.
"Three thousand taels." The thin man hurriedly increased the price.
"Four thousand taels." Xing Wuyun shouted immediately.
"Four thousand five hundred taels." The thin man hurriedly followed.
"My son will pay five thousand taels." Fatty replied without showing weakness.
Seeing this, the sons and brothers behind him are also closely following the price. In this way, the already lively hall is now full of people. Some are indeed watching the excitement, and seeing the prices are getting higher and higher, so are many sons. Waiting and watching, do not start again.
Until the back, "100,000 taels." Xing Wuyun shouted cheerfully, without any pressure at all.
"I'll pay 110,000 taels." Fatty shouted immediately.
"I'll also give out 110,000 taels." The thin man said quickly.
Xing Wuyun looked at the two in front of him, it seemed that they were really rich, and then flicked his finger, "This son is no more."
The fat man and the thin man raised their eyebrows proudly and looked at Xing Wuyun, "Young Master Xing, accept, it seems that this beauty is going to accompany this son."
"It should be to accompany this young master." The thin man said quickly.
"You paid 110,000 taels, and I also paid 110,000 taels, but I was the one who got the price first." Fatty hurriedly raised his neck and said.
"Okay, I'll pay 120,000 taels." The thin man called immediately.
"You... Cross the river and demolish the bridge." The fat man jumped with anger, then stepped forward and threw the thin man to the ground. The fat body directly pressed the thin man to the point of breathlessness.
Immediately afterwards, there was a mess, the two scuffled together, and even the entourage beside them also shot.
The other boys and buddies looked at the scene in front of them, and immediately felt amused. They stood aside and sat in a group, watching the show.
Xing Wuyun yawned, then got up and went up to the fourth floor with a bored face.
Feng Aotian looked at him like this, "You're only halfway through the show, and you're back."
"Such a boring drama, what's so good about it." Xing Wuyun lay lazily on the reclining chair, shaking while looking at the restaurant in the distance, smiling proudly.
Feng Aotian looked at him like that, with a small smile on the corner of his mouth, and then said, "Boring? What would you think if the Lord left you at this auction?"
Xing Wuyun listened, his body swayed, he fell directly from the reclining chair, raised his eyes, and looked at Feng Aotian, "Your Highness, don't forget, now, the whole capital knows that this minister is the Lord's person."
"Really?" Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, "Master, remember, you don't want to."
"Is it possible now?" Xing Wuyun said smoothly, then stepped forward, walked in front of her, and gritted his teeth, "My lord, you can't always give up."
Feng Aotian lowered his eyes and looked at him, "It's not that simple to be a master. Your master doesn't like you."
"My lord, you look down on people too much." Xing Wuyun looked at Feng Aotian, suddenly felt that he was fooled, his eyes flashed a dim light, then leaned forward, his hands resting on the handle of Feng Aotian's seat, Bowing his head, "Your Highness, although I like women, I don't mind being with Your Highness..."
Feng Aotian raised his finger gently, and slowly stroked along his back until it touched the gap between him across the fabric, and his finger lightly tapped, "Oh, let the Lord see your ability. ."
Xing Wuyun was stunned for a moment, his face turned blue and purple, and he felt that the fingertips were about to... , suddenly felt a chill, and quickly stepped back, then turned around suddenly, clutching his beating heart, feeling his own Cheeks were burning hot.
Feng Aotian raised her eyebrows, and she dared to play with the master. She immediately got up from the seat, slowly stepped forward, wrapped her hands around his waist from behind him, and licked his pink auricle with the tip of her tongue. His hands slowly slid toward his chest.
Xing Wuyun felt that he was in trouble and wanted to break free, but his legs didn't obey him. He squinted slightly, lowered his head, and saw that his hands had slipped into his clothes, and his cold fingers were stroking his skin. , which made him tremble uncontrollably.
"Your Highness..." Xing Wuyun felt that if he continued like this, he would definitely fall. He raised his eyes, but met Wei Zimo's eyes at the restaurant. He suddenly woke up, hurriedly avoided Feng Aotian's restraint, and then tapped his toes. , landed in the restaurant opposite.
Feng Aotian looked at Xing Wuyun's escaping figure, the corner of his mouth evoked a wicked charm, raised his eyes, looked at the restaurant that was already lit on the opposite side, and the enchanting figure standing by the window, with his hands around his chest, he did not go forward. , but, just like that, watching quietly.
Cuiyun walked over with his head bowed, "My lord, someone has already brought him."
"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, then glanced at the red on the opposite side, turned around, and walked downstairs.
In the hall on the third floor, the fat man and the skinny man were still fighting. Not far away, there were two men standing with their faces ashen with anger. Looking at the unsatisfactory son in front of him, he suddenly felt that his old face had been thrown in.