Since the day of Zhou Rushui and Lu, Wang Yuxi has never been seen again.

She and him on that day could be regarded as unhappy.

But Wang Yuxi sent her a letter first, the letter was concise and profound, he knew that she was angry at that time, and there was also the reason why he knew that he was secretly prostituting but did not report it. However, the reason why he knew that he was secretly prostituting and did not report it was because he thought that what Wang Leopard did was worse than that of the secret prostitution, and if he startled the snake like this, it would be a great harm.

Even more Wang Leopard, this person is vicious and cunning. For example, when he entangled his family soldiers as poor people and forcibly robbed the official warehouse of Pang County, he would repay him like Gongzi Zhan, knowing that the culprit was him, but he still couldn't find the handle, so he had to do it hastily.

In this way, if there is no evidence, and Wang Leopard's death hole cannot be entangled, it is to assassinate Wang Leopard, and those dark and dark under his hands are still in vain. What's more, even if a secret prostitution building falls, and the joints hidden in the shadows are not removed, there will still be thousands of secret prostitution buildings in the future

These words are sincere and sincere. He was even more like seeing her with his own eyes, and persuaded her not to inquire more about Wang Leopard, let alone act rashly because of the secret prostitution. He also said, if you really want to act rashly, I hope to be with him on the day when Gongzi Mu Sheng gets married.

Wang Yuxi gave her a step down like this, and Zhou Rushui naturally accepted it happily. For a while, she was like a proud peacock, and her heartache was scattered, and she thought of Xia Jinduan, who was far away in Xia Guo, who was wearing linen and wearing filial piety frequently, only to feel that she was already a defeated pheasant in this love field.

Speaking of which, Wang Yuxi's day of "spying on the enemy" was really cleverly chosen.

Although the prince Mu Sheng was also implicated in the drought in Pengze County, and he directly provoked the anger of the monarch in the court, although the prince rushed to kick the right minister Wang Duan to rescue the disaster first, he promised the son Mu Sheng to succeed after marriage.

In this way, the court is a little indistinguishable from the inside and outside, and it is estimated that the king of Zhou has a prejudice against his son Mu Sheng, and suspects that he lied about his brother and dumped him, so he asked his descendants to take a step. There is also a saying that blood relatives are blood relatives after all, and King Zhou still cares about this flesh and blood affection inside, and does not want to harm his good deeds.

Because of this, after Zhou Rushui learned about this for a long time, he shook his head, firm, but not anxious. Moreover, because of this impervious cloud, the powerful and high-ranking families did not dare to slack off, and Wang Bao was also among the guests who were invited to the banquet.

And as soon as Wang Bao arrived, how could the son Zhan who finally caught him, a big living person, let go of the temperament that would be repaid according to the son Zhan, the sullen loss a while ago made him have a headache so far, at this moment, he couldn't find a chance to vent his anger more Zhou Rushui When he left the palace, he clearly heard the son Zhan laugh and muttered, and wanted to tell Wang Bao to go out horizontally. When he said this, he looked like a mouse, and the ridicule and banter in his eyes showed the strength of hatred.

In this way, this day and night, Wang Bao is afraid that it will be difficult to secretly prostitute the building, which is precisely from Wang Yuxi's desire to avoid his ears and eyes.

That night, Zhou Rushui went to South Street as promised, and entered the tea shop adjacent to Xu's cloth shop as promised.

She was also a person who reciprocated the peach, and she was so angry that she was restless for a long time that day, so she simply dressed up as a woman to show her heart.

At that time, the window in the tea room was bright and quiet, Wang Yuxi leaned against the window without saying a word, and waited to watch Zhou Rushui slowly approach along the bluestone road, and his eyebrows with a faint cyan color finally eased a little.

Zhou Rushui stepped into the door and saw Wang Yuxi's silhouette leaning against the window like a dream.

Not far away, the afterglow of the setting sun is reflected on the old bluestone pavement, and also reflected on his body, far and near, as if the sound of the pipa spread not far away, intermittently, want to say goodbye.

As soon as she looked at him, he turned his face back, and their eyes were mixed together, and even more like the sun, they were enveloped in it, and a soft and dense force rose from the bottom of their hearts, straight and deep, extremely moving, alive and endless.

Zhou Rushui is dressed up today, but the amazement in Wang Yuxi's eyes is only a flash, more just gentleness. He looked at her gently, smiled lightly, and beckoned to her softly, and said in a low voice, "Ah Nian, come here." ”

This voice was low and intimate, like a feather sweeping through Zhou Rushui's heart, making her palpitate, and even more so that she unexpectedly remembered what he said to her that day, although the world is big, the world is dangerous. But for him, she is the only one who is the most important and on the cocktail lamp he gave her, it is also clearly written, "The hand of the son is burning." ”

She knew that he was not a merciful person, and he was used to not being duplicitous, so it was rare to be able to say such a thing to her. The trance made her feel that the past was like a dream, and the past suffering was empty. She trekked through thousands of mountains and rivers, crying day and night, perhaps, just to meet him in anticipation.

Then she curled her long hair for him, and as soon as she got closer, she met his affectionate eyes that seemed to be swaying with firelight, and stepped forward to hug his waist and abdomen, tired of his arms, and crawled on his tight back, closed her eyes, exhaled a long breath, and said softly, "May you and I have a long relationship, since the curling of hair, until the white head." These words are to take back the angry words of that day, and they are also to show her friendship with him.

But Wang Yuxi smiled lowly, lowered his head to her forehead, looked at her, Qingjun's peaceful eyebrows and eyes slowly softened, and he stared at Zhou Rushui for a while, making her uncomfortable. Only then did he not hurry, and said in a low and focused manner, "This is not a word, Ah Nian is afraid that it is not clear, and the feelings of you, the sun and the moon are endless, and my heart is endless." ”

The reason why the secret prostitution building is secretly respected and has been extinguished for a long time is because of the private prostitutes, not only the color and art, but also the down-and-out famous families, which are the hope and unattainable of those rich people in cloth clothes in the past. Therefore, the secret prostitution building is different from the brothel next to it, although it is extremely filthy, but it is extremely elegant, and it is even more difficult to enter the door, and there is a suspicion of boasting.

So Wang Yuxi exchanged a lot of money for the door sticker, but he only entered the partial seat, and when the silk screen was covered and the curtain hung low, they could only see the dance floor in the room from afar, but it was not as good as the high seats behind the curtain on both sides of the left back side of the dance floor.

But the two of them sat in the seat, because of the screen covering, although they were in the happy field, but for a while they were outside, it was a bit secret and quiet, but it was really like a high-door banquet.

Because he knew that there were many ears and eyes around, Zhou Rushui obediently leaned on Wang Yuxi's side, and waited until the delicate and graceful singing voice sounded from the dark, and then raised his face and quietly looked at the surrounding situation.

At that time, night fell, and the clouds were gone.

The interior lights covered with plain brocade dimmed one after another, and the screens on the dance floor covered it, and only the shadows of the beauties were seen, and only the beauties were heard, but no one was seen. can be embarrassed, but in the trickery, he performed a beautiful woman sitting in the pavilion, and only the corners of her clothes were exposed.

But her gaze only paused on the dance floor for a moment, and after a moment, she stared silently at the high seats on the left and right sides of the dance floor. It's a pity that although the figure behind the curtain is looming, it is really indistinct.

Her heart was cold, but she saw that Wang Yuxi's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was ridicule in it, and the coldness was even worse. But this emotion was extremely fast, and in an instant it was drowned in his eyes that were as heavy as midnight.

Seeing this, Zhou Rushui glanced at the dance floor, looked at the wind and flow that the dense screen could not cover, and said with a low smile, "The husband is fascinated, and he doesn't even look at the songs that the concubine sang in the past, it will really be worse than her."

Her words are just a cover-up. But Wang Yuxi listened and smiled lowly.

He took her into his arms, and said in a gentle and pleasant voice, "Ah Nian's voice is like a heavenly sound, how can others compare" As he said, his slightly cool fingertips also caressed the back of Zhou Rushui's hand, and glanced at her comfortably, before he approached her ear and whispered in a lie, "I saw that behind the curtain on the left side, someone had a finger bone hanging from his waist." ”

Waist pendant phalange

As soon as these words came out, Zhou Rushui was stunned, his eyes were stunned in front of him, and he was silent for a long time.

Everyone in Zhou knows that barbarians like to be captives, and they are sexually violent and martial. In previous years, they burned and killed nuisances, often taking people's heads for fun, and some would peel off the bones of living people's hands with waist ornaments to show their boasting. If the person behind the curtain has a phalange on his waist, most of them are barbarians

In this way, not to talk about why they came here, but to talk about the deep blood feud between the two races, how the barbarians can enter the surrounding realm and be grandiose, as for Ye Du, they have come here again, and none of them can afford to think about it. But when she thought about it, it made her heart sink deeply.

At this moment, the bead curtain on the left side was hung, and boxes of cages were moved into it, and Zhou Rushui really saw the different faces of the people in the seat and the finger bones around his waist.

This scene is only a moment, and in a moment, the singing on the dance floor stops, and the beauty behind the screen slowly walks out, and in the originally bleak dance floor, with the footsteps of the leading dance beauty, it slowly ignites the dazzling fire. Immediately afterwards, the girl came gracefully on the clogs, and the dance steps were light and beautiful.

In response to the sound of the piano, Wang Yuxi retracted his gaze and drank with his cup.

Zhou Rushui also retracted his gaze, raised his head slightly from his arms, dyed with worry, stared at him and said, "Is this wine strong?"

Hearing this, Wang Yuxi looked at her with a smile, scraped the tip of her upturned nose funny, and played with the taste, "It's okay." ”

As if to get drunk to relieve a thousand sorrows, looking at his glass of wine, Zhou Rushui was a little eager to try, so he said in a coquettish voice, "Try it, concubine"

In this way, Wang Yuxi did not stop it, but raised her eyebrows, and put the rim of the cup to her lips.

Zhou Rushui took a sip along the edge of the cup with curiosity, and after a moment, his brows were furrowed, and he was choked and coughed.

She only felt that the root of her tongue was hot and numb, and when she raised her eyes, she glared at Wang Yuxi, and said angrily, "This wine is okay."

This angry appearance is still pure and beautiful, and the intimacy in the words is even more indescribable, which provoked Wang Yuxi to squint slightly, chuckled and stroked her hair, lowered her head, and pecked her lips.

After a while, he even held her red lips, and his eyes crooked and whispered, "Spirits burning your throat is not terrible, slow tasting is enough." The lady felt that the wine was strong, and she should share it for her husband. As he spoke, he smiled again and kissed her again.

Zhou Rushui was kissed by him and his body was soft, his eyelashes moved back and forth a few times, looking at Wang Yuxi's handsome face under the dim light, in a trance, he was a little unclear, but he was reluctant to resist

His breath was clear and pleasant, like the wind passing through the bamboo forest, the soft lips touched was indescribably charming, and her hands were wrapped around his waist and abdomen, and the tight back she touched seemed to silently show the unknown generosity and strength of the young man in front of her.

Between the small screens, the temperature has inexplicably risen a lot. Under the dim light, others looked through the curtain, only to see a pair of wonderful people, one leaned over and kissed lowly, the other chin raised slightly, the woman's bulging chest rubbed against Erlang's arm, deeply emotional, leading people to reverie.

Seeing this scene, the Xuanyi people who were hidden in the dark to spy on the newcomers all looked at each other, and after a moment, they put their hearts down and nodded to each other, and after a long silence, they went elsewhere.

It was only when the extremely light footsteps went away that Wang Yuxi let go of Zhou Rushui lightly. He hugged her and forcibly suppressed the surging tide of love, his bright eyes were half-squinted, and when he raised his eyes, he stared coldly at the obscure place that was already empty.

In this way, until Zhou Rushui covered his face in his arms and snorted softly like a cat, Wang Yuxi's eyes warmed up. He hugged Zhou Rushui and shook it lightly, and after a while, he put it to her ear, and suddenly sighed, "Ah Nian knows, I don't dare to go deep, I'm afraid of a big dream." Now that I am in my arms, the stream is still like a dream."

These words were very light, but they passed by in the ears, but Zhou Rushui was stupid when he heard it, he forgot the occasion for a while, and unconsciously laughed lowly, leaking a pair of big eyes from between his fingers, and squinted with a smile, "Now I know that my husband will also suffer from gains and losses." ”

Saying that, she was no longer ashamed, and she was about to sit up in his arms holding Wang Yuxi's arm, but she swept her eyes and faced