The little waiter clapped his palms, and the six little maids rushed in, with delicate clothes in their hands, the two little waiters helped Zhuang Fei to stand up, and put on the delicate and gorgeous clothes, which were only embroidered at most, without any beads, but they were also extremely beautiful, and they were like a blooming camellia on their bodies.

Zhuang Fei was a little unsteady on his feet, it was not easy to walk the streets for three days, plus he knelt in the snow before, and his knees and other places were like they were about to be broken when he took a step against the cold wind......

After changing his clothes, Zhuang Fei looked at the silver mirror, the corners of the young man's eyes were moist, and he was as beautiful as a goblin. In my memory, "Zhuang Fei" did not have such a demeanor at this time, and then it was even more contaminated with the gas of fat powder, which was far less beautiful than it is now. Zhuang Fei knew that it was because he was different from Zhuang Fei, but he couldn't help but close his eyes.

I know I'm not you, but I still insist on going my own way. I am not you, but I bear all your hopes, your last prayer, then I should live a glorious life that you have never had.

Once the soul power is withdrawn, then you, who used to be Zhuang Fei, will never exist again, and you, who have lost all your memories and obsessions, will become a pure white soul and leave the Endless City, Zhuang Fei...... There will be no more Zhuang Fei.

Even though what I do is not a glorious thing, as long as it is still in your body, I will do my best to do my best, within my bottom line, so that you can rest in peace.

There was a knock on the door, the auction had been completed, and the highest bidder at this moment was already waiting in the Oiran Building, the most luxurious and complete bedroom, and after taking Zhuang Fei away, everyone had to leave the Oiran Building, leaving only the two of them to go to Wushan together.

Zhuang Fei opened his eyes again, and the momentary hesitation had disappeared, and he became warm and dignified again.

The servants only sent Zhuang Fei to the door of the dormitory, and then retreated silently, Zhuang Fei took a deep breath, held the sleeve of his right hand with his left hand, and pushed the door with his right hand.

Bypassing the screen, I saw that on the low table of mahogany, which was worth a lot of money, there were already delicate snacks and wines, and some auspicious fruits, the man was sitting on one side, holding a glass of wine in his hand and playing, Zhuang Fei could see his dark robe and slender fingers.

Zhuang Fei could feel his burning gaze, and when he raised his eyes, Zhuang Fei was startled - that person was none other than Qi Jing.

And the eyes are not good.

It's a conspiracy. Zhuang Fei had such a thought in his mind for a moment, and then like a seed growing wildly in the wind, why were the two people who could be Oiran disfigured, and why did Changfeng Lou take over the burden of lifting the Oiran, why did Hongli persecute Zhuang Qinghong so much, and all pointed to the mastermind behind the scenes-Qi Jing-he wanted to completely destroy Zhuang Qinghong.

Sure enough, although he has not yet reached that kind of Cheng dù for Zhuang Qinghong, no, it is precisely because he has not yet reached that kind of reluctant Cheng dù that the sense of betrayal will not be particularly strong, but after knowing that Zhuang Qinghong is using him, is he still angry and wants to destroy him? And the kind that doesn't look at the consequences and ruins it? So much so that he was already on the streets, and he knew the truth from gossip?

Now that he has replaced Zhuang Qinghong, Qi Jing should be angry, and he bought himself to torture himself to vent his anger? Still is......

Countless thoughts turned in his mind, Zhuang Fei's face was still very calm, he knelt down and saluted, and when he raised his head, he was caught by Qi Jing's chin.

There was a hint of a smile on the corner of Qi Jing's lips, but the momentum in his hand was not small, he forced his eyes at Zhuang Fei, and said with a smile, "Zhuang Fei? Zhuang Fei? Oiran? How did I forget, he still has a loyal servant like you by his side, what kind of kindness does he have to you, and you are worthy of being a prostitute? Well?! ”

"If the prince wants to humiliate Zhuang Fei, there is no need to say the rest of the words." Zhuang Fei stretched out his hand, pulled Qi Jing's hand down, chuckled and said with a solemn expression, "This is my choice." Nothing to do with Childe. ”

Yes, from that day on, he was aware enough that whatever he was going to face in the future, as long as it was for that purpose, as long as he could accomplish that thing, then he was right.

Qi Jing choked, looked at Zhuang Fei with a cold expression, and suddenly felt a little powerless, he expected it wrong, and misassessed this seemingly timid servant, so he made a mistake.

Zhuang Fei has no good impression of Flower Street, Qi Jing knows. He himself had tried him, and though it was a warning, he did sink. At that time, if Zhuang Fei hugged the dignified prince, he would naturally be able to escape from this most humble and helpless situation, but Zhuang Fei did not. At that time, Qi Jing knew that Zhuang Fei had self-esteem and knew that he would never bend his waist lightly, but he didn't expect that for Zhuang Qinghong, Zhuang Fei was really willing......

It's still so thorough, with love and righteousness.

Qi Jing's eyes flashed, Zhuang Fei's words ...... Is it related to Zhuang Qinghong? Also, what is Zhuang Fei's identity now, and what kind of person is Zhuang Qinghong, the two of them are destined not to breathe together as before, and don't they let him get Zhuang Fei without much effort? And let Zhuang Qinghong and Zhuang Fei be strangers, very good, very good.

Thinking like this, Qi Jing found that he was half angry, grabbed Zhuang Fei's hand with his backhand, approached Zhuang Fei, kissed Zhuang Fei's side face with a bright face, and wrapped Zhuang Fei into his arms with the other hand, "What, don't shake?" Aren't you afraid of me now? ”

Seeing Zhuang Fei's somewhat stunned appearance, Qi Jing was in a better mood.

"Does the prince hope that Zhuang Fei is afraid of you?" Zhuang Fei asked rhetorically, put his hands on Qi Jing's chest, and was hugged by Qi Jing before he had time to push, and a hot kiss came to the table, Zhuang Fei knew that there was nothing to say, put down his hands, and gently closed his eyes.