Lu Xiaofeng never returned.

Or, it's not that he doesn't want to go back, it's that he doesn't have the strength to leave from his daughter's boudoir.

Ouyang Qing sat in front of the dressing mirror, drawing his eyebrows and applying grease little by little, his originally pale face became rosy again, and his eyes were full of style. If it was in the past, Lu Xiaofeng would have come over a long time ago, but now he can only lie on the bed, and he has no strength at all.

Lu Xiaofeng didn't expect that he would be calculated, yes, he knew Ouyang Qing's identity in the red shoes, and he also knew that she would definitely not be a simple woman, but he also believed that Ouyang Qing didn't know that he knew, with mental calculations or not, Lu Xiaofeng was still a little confident that he could get out of her whereabouts.

It can't be said that Lu Xiaofeng is too confident, he just despises Ouyang Qing. Then, if you are not careful, you will lose the whole game. Ouyang Qing's drug was extremely powerful, Lu Xiaofeng didn't know how long he had been unconscious, he only knew that he was weak after waking up, and there was soreness caused by being in bed for a long time. Based on this alone, coupled with the sound of laughter and movement outside the room, Lu Xiaofeng secretly estimated that at least one day and one night had passed.

After drawing a satisfactory makeup, Ouyang Qing took out a golden hairpin from the box and inserted it on his head, and took a picture in front of the bronze mirror for a long time, and finally satisfied.

"You stay here and wait for me to come back." Ouyang Qing stood in front of the window, looked at Lu Xiaofeng condescendingly, and finally bent down and pulled the quilt to cover the person, and hired Tingting to turn around and leave.

Lu Xiaofeng wanted to speak, but he was dumbfounded, and he couldn't even spit out half a word, so he could only watch Ouyang Qing leave, secretly annoyed that he had made her angry when he first saw Ouyang Qing, but now he can't even speak.

However, this is still a trivial matter, what Lu Xiaofeng is worried about is that Ouyang Qing is obviously planning something, and this matter makes him intuitively feel bad. In other words, there is no need for intuition at all, Yusheng's intention to get rid of the red shoes is completely unconcealed, and how can the red shoes, which has always been lawless, sit still and wait to die.

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't do anything about what was about to happen, and just when he was in frustration, the door was opened again.

"Lu Xiaofeng." A warm voice rang out.

The eyes that had been closed suddenly opened, and Lu Xiaofeng found that he actually saw the person who even wanted him to take the flower wine to find the right door, "Flower full of buildings?" Why are you here? ”

"Brother Yu made a mark on you, and when I saw that you hadn't returned for a long time, I asked me to come and look for you." Hua Manlou helped Lu Xiaofeng up from the bed, opened a porcelain bottle he was carrying, poured out a pill from it, and handed it to Lu Xiaofeng. "Eat it."

Lu Xiaofeng didn't doubt him, he opened his mouth honestly, the pill rolled into his mouth and swallowed it, and after a while, the strength that had been lost slowly recovered.

"When did you come?" When regaining his strength, Lu Xiaofeng asked casually.

"I saw the letter left by Brother Yu in Baihualou, and I knew that he was invited to the capital to see a doctor, so I just had nothing to do, so I followed." Hua Manlou said it lightly, as if it was a natural thing.

Lu Xiaofeng also decided in this way, and there were some regrets, "I didn't expect that after we broke up, in addition to Ximen Blowing Snow, you, Brother Hua, and I, although they had different purposes, would have the same end." ”

Hua Manlou is here for Yusheng, Hua Manqi is for inspecting business, and he Lu Xiaofeng is looking for beauty and fun, so the destination is actually the same, which can be regarded as fate.

It's still a bad fate.

Thinking of the missing flowers, Lu Xiaofeng's mood was a little heavy. "Do you know the whereabouts of Hanamitsuchi?"

"The Hua family is still a little thin-faced." Hua Manlou shook the folding fan, "The Tinglan Courtyard in the Yiqing Courtyard was taken over yesterday, and my cousin was inside." ”

When Lu Xiaofeng saw Hua Manqi, he knew what the thin noodles in Hua Manlou's mouth represented, and when he had to lie motionless on the bed because of traditional Chinese medicine, Hua Manqi had a good time. Needless to say, the cunning boy and beautiful maid, the wine and food are just embellishments, the key is that he is a person, and he does not have a sense of crisis that has been plundered by dangerous elements, and he is calm and comfortable, which makes Lu Xiaofeng feel ashamed.

"You're finally here!" Hua Man, who was thought to be particularly enjoyed by Lu Xiaofeng at the last moment, saw someone as if he had met a savior, "I almost thought this was my last supper." ”

Since his hand was still holding the waist of the beauty, Lu Xiaofeng thought that Hua Manqian's words were a little insincere, and he needed to listen to it at a discount.

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There is no shortage of fools in this world, but those who can make something are rarely fools. And being smart and being smart are two different things, but until the dust settles, the two are not so easy to distinguish.

Just like in the eyes of Gongsun Lan, Yusheng, who grabbed his three sisters with some unseemly means, didn't ask for helpers again, this is not confident, but arrogant. Gongsun Lan decided to show mercy and teach today's young people, and as for the tuition fees, he paid them with his life.

Gongsun Lan's conceit is not unreasonable, Xie Bin lent this set of courtyards to Yusheng, saying that it sounds good is quiet, and it is remote, but it is conceivable that there are not many people here. On this night, many businessmen made an appointment and turned this place into a night market. Even if you don't count the full moon in the sky, those people have made this place feel like daylight.

"It's so lively out there." In the courtyard, Yusheng is wearing a lantern. He was not familiar with this thing that was invented as early as the Three Kingdoms period, but during the day, he was idle and bored, and people went to the street to buy a few books, and there happened to be one in which he wrote that a man resented a woman and was beaten with a stick and then flirted with Kong Ming lanterns. Yusheng was not interested in teasing, but he suddenly wanted to put the Kong Ming lantern.

In this regard, Wuhua can only say: I wait to see how you make it bad.

Yusheng can swear that he doesn't have any bad intentions, but listening to the lively cries outside, seeing the Kong Ming lantern he has tied, and the cold dishes that have been put out by Wuhua-

"Let's go out and set up a stall too!" Yusheng said so.

Wuhua, who was tossed and haggard, nodded calmly, "It's good if you're happy." "As long as this bad doesn't happen to you, it's easy to discuss.

As for the overly lively night market outside, Wuhua didn't pay attention to it at all. Maybe it was indeed made by red shoes, but all they could do was fish in troubled waters. Compared to this, Wuhua was actually more willing for them to break in directly, and the medicinal powder that Yusheng deliberately left behind was not just used to smoke the house.

The outside is really lively, the lights are like day, the fragrance is full, but compared with the lively stalls, there are almost no tourists. When a transaction is made where only the seller does not see the buyer, but it is still a lively and boiling scene, fools know that there is a problem here.

Yusheng's stall is placed in front of the house, two tables are set up, things are placed, and no flowers sit behind the table, and the business is opened.

"You sit down first, I'll go shopping." Yusheng felt that he should not despise the work results of Red Shoes, there was no buyer on a huge street, and he should not be able to hang his face.

Wuhua nodded very calmly, closed her eyes and began to chant the scriptures, completely ignoring business.

Although there was not a single guest in the first place.

Yusheng had never had this experience before, and he walked in the middle of the road, flanked by stalls. There are those who sell snacks, those who sell stubborn tools, those who write letters and draw, and those who tell fortunes, but he is the only one walking on the street. Those stall owners are not reserved, and the cries of selling come and go, creating a lively night market. This even gave Yusheng the illusion that the night market was indeed lively, and that the stall owners were soliciting pedestrians on the road, and only he could not see them.

False to eeriely hilarious.

If such a place appeared for no reason, Yusheng would wonder if he had strayed into the ghost market. However, in this situation and in this place, he only thought of red shoes.

There was a very fragrant aroma in the air, it was a very real smell of meat, and it was irresistible. Yusheng didn't think about resisting, so his footsteps were very faithful towards the stall that emitted the aroma.

It was very hot, but the stall owner was wearing a thick coat that made him sweat at first sight, and sat crookedly on the chair behind the pot, which was bubbling hot, and the irresistible aroma came from the pot.

"Bring me a bowl." Yusheng sat at the empty table in front of the stall and said to the boss.

The boss's hands were as thin as firewood, and they looked like they were skinny and bone-like, but these hands were very steady, he used a soup spoon to put a spoonful of soup into the bowl, and the young man next to him brought the bowl to Yusheng, "Chenghui ten copper plates!" ”

Yusheng counted the copper money, handed it over and looked at the boss who was expressionless and did not have any businessman enthusiasm, "Wishing you prosperity." ”

The boss was motionless, staring at the street in a daze.

The meat soup is very fresh, which completely satisfies Yusheng's appetite for grass that has been fed without flowers for two days. When he put down his bowl and decided to continue shopping, he finally saw another person walking down the street.

It was an old woman, as if her spine had been bent by a long period of hard work, and she walked slowly on her back on her back. She carried a large basket in front of her, which was tightly covered with a quilt, but still leaking a hint of sweetness.

"Sugar-fried chestnuts, fresh sugar-fried chestnuts......" the old woman shouted as she walked.

Compared to the other people who had stalls, this old woman was really pitiful.

"This guest officer, let's have a fried chestnut with sugar." She stood still in front of Yusheng, her back was even more bent, and even her voice was hoarse, "The fried chestnuts with sugar just out of the pot are fragrant and sweet, and they are all good chestnuts picked out by the old lady one by one, and they are only ten yuan per catty." ”

"Then let's have two pounds." Yusheng looked at the old woman in front of him who couldn't see her face clearly, and smiled.