In the seventh year of the Republic of China, Yangzhou City. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Yangzhou City is known as the city of flowers, not because of its scenery like flowers, but because of its famous fireworks and willow lanes. Even if the warlords outside are in charge and the war is raging, they can't get around the night and sing here.

And people who have been to Yangzhou and the land of fireworks, when it comes to neon buildings, everyone knows and no one knows.

And the neon building is so famous, but it is only because of its mysterious and seductive proprietress Zhao Nihong.

Men said that Zhao Nihong was dressed in red and was like a shock, even if she wore a veil every day, she could see that she was the most beautiful woman in the world.

The women said that the vixen in the neon building wore a blood-red dress every day, and it was very infiltrating to see it, and at a glance, the monster that would suck people's yang energy became, and he couldn't get close, or he wore a veil every day, and he would not dare to see people.

There are many people who say it, each has their own opinion, and after a long time, the proprietress of this neon building has been passed out with some mysterious colors. On the contrary, it is Neon himself, but not many people have seen it.

Neon Building, a quiet courtyard standing alone in the backyard.

The front building is full of people, full of ambiguous sounds, and in this noisy environment, this small courtyard is more quiet and independent, which is incompatible with this neon building.

In the room, a woman in red was crooked on the couch, holding a copy of "Zizhi Tongjian" in her hand, and her head was napping little by little.

"I can't imagine that the mysterious seductive beauty mentioned outside is so lazy, I really should ask your admirers to come and see your appearance. ”

At the door, a man dressed in dark clothes appeared quietly, startling the originally quiet courtyard.

The woman didn't seem surprised by his arrival at all, and lazily stretched out her arms, opened her eyes and sat up. A pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes, glanced at the man, and said, "It's okay to be seen, but I'm not interested in those people." It's you, how can you have such leisure and leisure, and come to my neon building. ”

This woman is the mysterious Zhao Nihong who is rumored to be rumored, but I saw that she was dressed in red and had a graceful figure, a pair of peach blossom eyes on her palm-sized face, a pair of peach blossom eyes, a delicate nose, and slightly upturned lips, which were not only expressionless, but also with some affection. It's really a good look.

The man in ink didn't care about her attitude, walked to the table and sat down, poured himself a cup of tea, and explained his intention by the way.

"I received a commission during the day, and I happened to have something to do here, so I'll send it to you by the way. As he spoke, he took out a parchment scroll out of nowhere and handed it over.

Zhao Nihong took the scroll and opened it casually, chatting with the man while looking at the contents inside.

"It's good to leave this kind of letter delivery to the envoy, always run like this, and you won't be tired of panicking. ”

As if he hadn't heard, the man played with the teacup in his hand.

"Huh?" Zhao Nihong moved the sheepskin scroll closer in confusion and said, "How is this person's commission familiar? Isn't that Ajuan?"

"Now you know why I want to run by myself!" The man raised his head slightly, and almost wrote a sentence on his face, come and ask me, and I will tell you if you ask.

Zhao Nihong didn't speak, just stared at him silently.

"You are really boring for thousands of years, how can you live for such an old age, and you are still so uncute. The man was a little discouraged.

Zhao Nihong ignored his ridicule, pondered for a while, and said: "Let's put this commission on hold for now, and then I will go to the Governor's Mansion tomorrow to take a look at this Second Young Master Duan, and then decide whether to take it or not." ”

The man nodded, got up and walked outside.

"If anything is wrong tomorrow, remember to call me at any time, your safety is much more important than these commissions. ”

Zhao Nihong was a little moved, and called the man who was about to go out: "Yuan Shao..."

The man named Yuan Shao stopped, but there was no follow-up. Turning his head, he was startled when he saw Zhao Nihong with some emotion on her face and some inexplicable emotions.

"Hey, aren't you so moved that you want to cry! I'm not because of you, you're the only one left in this dream leading yamen, if something happens to you, no one will take care of the good ghosts below, and no one will be able to squeeze people to death on the nineteenth floor in the future..."

Zhao Nihong rolled her eyes indecently and interrupted his chatter: "You can go! Also, the nineteenth floor is already dead." ”

Yuan Shao seemed to be amused by her reaction, and walked away with a laugh.

When his figure disappeared, Zhao Nihong whispered: "Thank you, Yuan Shao." ”

On the Yin Si Road, the leisurely man in ink seemed to feel something, and the corners of his lips hooked a pleasant arc.