Qifeng Pavilion, the boudoir of the little phoenix girl.

Xiaofeng and Bai Lang sat opposite each other, with a bead curtain in between, Xiao Feng stroked the qin, and Bai Lang was listening.

The sound of the piano is melodious, but Bai Lang's mind is not here. He had many doubts in his heart, and he could not solve them.

Xiaofeng is the most popular Qingqi person in the attic, and the guests who are named to see her every day can line up to go around Qifeng Pavilion, but in the end, there is only one person who is qualified to see her every day.

The harder it is to get a woman, the more it will arouse the interest of men. There are countless guests who throw a lot of money in Qifeng Pavilion every day just to see Xiaofeng Girl, and many people have waited for more than half a month and have not been able to line up, but they are still happy.

Miss Xiaofeng is a cash cow in Qifeng Pavilion, and the silver she earns every day is more than enough for ten ordinary prostitutes.

Of course, the Qingqi people also have a price. The value set by the boss of Qifeng Pavilion for Xiaofeng is 30,000 taels of silver. This kind of frightening value dispelled the idea that many toads wanted to eat swan meat.

Therefore, for a woman like Xiaofeng, Bai Lang has never had unrealistic ideas. Although he carried 5,000 taels of silver tickets, he understood that he had two catties and never did anything beyond his identity. In the past two days, he came here according to Qin Yan's instructions, and all he was looking for were ordinary prostitutes, although they were not as amazing and beautiful as Miss Xiaofeng, but they also had a suitable place for leisure.

He came over early in the morning today, and he still only needed an ordinary girl, who was a clean man, and the price was a bit expensive, but he was handsome and well-behaved. While Bai Lang was pondering, the girl consciously did not disturb him.

Bai Lang just needs a quiet place to think. In the past few days, his heart has been like a mess, and he often wanders on the road, thinking about it, but he can't find a way out.

Someone called him outside the door, saying that Miss Xiaofeng was invited, but he didn't pay much attention to it, and followed him in a daze, until he saw the amazing shadow sitting behind the bead curtain, and he suddenly woke up.

Miss Xiaofeng took the initiative to invite, this is a beautiful thing that many people dream of, but for Bai Lang, there is only surprise, no joy. He thought of many reasons for being invited, either because of Ge Xinglie or because of Qin Yan, but it was definitely because of himself. Climbing to a height that is not suitable for him, how miserable it will be to fall, he feels chills on his body when he thinks about it.

Miss Xiaofeng is really as rumored, and the sound of the piano is like a fairy. When Bai Lang listened, he watched her pair of slender little white hands beating back and forth on the strings, and the light and clear sound lingered in his ears, and his thoughts gradually flew away, his brows stretched out, and he seemed to be a lot more relaxed in a moment.

The end of the song. Bai Lang sighed, stroked his palms and said: "Listening to the girl's fairy music today, it's really ......" was about to say a word of praise, when he suddenly heard a rush of footsteps outside, as if someone was scolding and scolding to break over.

"It's clear that it's Young Master Ben's, why do you regret it? Young Master Ben has been waiting for half a month! Is this kind of thing said to be okay?"

"Well said, bamboo pole, I support you this time!"

"Fatty, you finally said a human thing. Lao Tzu still has to see Miss Xiaofeng today! If you don't want to die, get out of here!"

With the sound of falling heavy objects, the center point of the noise was getting closer and closer, and many thugs Zhuang Ding scolded, but it immediately turned into a screaming and wailing.

Xiaofeng still sat upright, and said quietly: "It's rare to get together with Bai Gongzi, but I have to be disturbed by reckless guests." ”

Bai Lang drew his sword and got up: "I'll go out and have a look." ”

Xiao Feng's beautiful eyes fell on him, and he seemed to be full of concern: "Bai Gongzi be careful!"

At this time, the curtain of the door was lifted, and two figures, one tall and one short, strode in. Two maids guarding the door tried to hold them from behind, but they were thrown away by a wave of their arms.

When the two of them saw the surging white waves holding the sword, they were stunned for a moment and stopped: "Yo, it's quite horizontal!"

Bai Lang asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

When he opened his mouth to ask, he actually recognized the two men. Zhu Fei, the young master of Ming Xuanlou, and Luo Ying, the second young master of Huanglong Island, when they participated in the sword conference in Qingweiju, the three of them also took pictures.

The fat man glanced at Bai Lang obliquely, and whispered in Zhu Fei's ear: "This guy seems to be a little familiar." I should have seen it before, right?"

"It turned out to be the White Brothers. Zhu Fei's expression was a little embarrassed. When he first came up, he was just holding back his anger, but now that he saw that it was an acquaintance, he suddenly became a little sober. Everyone is considered a famous family, and it is not good to hear it if it is spread because of a woman's jealousy.

He snorted and arched his hand: "Since it's Brother Bai, it's a misunderstanding! I bumped into Miss Xiaofeng, I'm really sorry, please bear with Brother Bai." Fatty, let's go!"

The fat man straightened his neck and shouted: "I call his surname white and black, why should I rob a woman with Lao Tzu! If you don't say one, two, or three today, Lao Tzu will ...... Ouch!" The last cry of pain was Zhu Fei grabbed his arm and dragged him out.

Bai Lang secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw them leave. Those two guys are real sons and daughters of the family, and there are two major sects standing behind them, and with their current status, they are really not qualified to compete with others. It's great that they're willing to raise their noble hands.

The two of them were pulling and tugging, and they were still shouting loudly:

"The surname is Zhu, if you are cowardly, I know that you are a pus! The ambition of the head of Orange Island back then has long been forgotten by you!"

"You be quiet! The person who drew Miss Xiaofeng's signature is me, not you! Uncle Ben didn't say anything, what are you yelling at!"

"Phew, it's not that your bamboo pole is too embarrassing, and I can't even stand it! Lao Tzu is really ashamed to be in the company of people like you......

The sound of the quarrel echoed in the attic for a long time.

In the boudoir, Bai Lang put away his sword and sat down, and saw Xiao Feng looking at him for a moment, looking interested.

"Bai Gongzi, do you know those two people?"

"One side. ”

"Listening to their tone, it seems to be a very remarkable character......" The high bun set off Xiaofeng's round and clear forehead and beautiful cheeks. She tilted her head slightly, staring at Bai Lang shallowly, and instantly exuded a charming taste that was difficult to refuse.

No wonder some people say that Miss Xiaofeng only needs one look to make people feel refreshed and float to bliss.

Bai Lang was confused for a while, shook his head, and woke up, and couldn't help but cry out in his heart. Fortunately, he is well aware of himself, otherwise he might not have been able to hold on.

He lowered his head to avoid Xiaofeng's gaze, and replied flatly: "It is indeed a great character." It's not unusual in Ebony Town, though. ”

Xiao Feng's eyes flickered, he looked at Bai Lang fixedly, suddenly stretched like a flower and smiled, and said softly: "Bai Gongzi, let's play cards!"

"Sorry, I'm not familiar with this. ”

"It doesn't matter, it's just fun!"