Li An smiled noncommittally, and drank the tea in his hand. Then he frowned slightly, the taste of this tea was slightly bitter, so that the taste buds that had been immersed in fireworks for many years seemed to be reopened.

Lu Wenzhou has always been calm and smiling, as if he has become accustomed to this taste. He refilled Ang Lee for another half glass, "What are you thinking about?"

Hearing Zhong Wenzhou say this, he knew that he would not reveal his true identity for the time being, and couldn't help frowning: "When did you know that I wasn't real?"

"Originally, I thought you were, but after I went out, I knew you weren't. ”

Li An saw that Zhong Wenzhou had no intention of saying it, and he had no intention of chasing anything, after all, I am afraid that he would not be able to find an answer, so Li An said: "Zhong Gongzi is really exquisite. ”

Although this sentence sounds like a compliment, it is something in the words, saying that this rumored gentleman is a bottomless and duplicitous person with a deep city.

If King Yan knew that it was not the nobleman who was making the wedding of his son, but the son of a county official, he would have rushed to kill people with a thunderous knife.

Zhong Wenzhou smiled when he saw it: "Each other." ”

After casually chatting about some inconsequential matters, the two of them got up together and went downstairs. When he arrived downstairs, he saw that the girl holding the guqin before was already waiting for him, and Li An's eyes suddenly lit up.

Reserved, reserved.

After enduring it in his heart for a long time, he still stretched out his sinful hand and slid it lightly on the girl's lubricated face, and his mouth almost grinned to the root of his ears. Zhong Wenzhou was stunned for a moment, and then said: "This girl's name is Baozhu, but she doesn't sell her body. ”

Li An didn't look at him, his eyes were like copper bells staring at the flowery girl, and said, "That's good, that's good, it's so clean." ”

"Hong Gongzi wasn't bitten by a dog, was he?"

It was Zehang who spoke. He was still in the same place, with one leg propped up and stepping on the stool, and one leg hanging down naturally. In his arms was still the same girl, who was put around him by one arm and leaned against him. He gently played with the woman's hair with one hand. The woman was already staring blankly, like a soulless doll.

Li An shook his head and said, "It's not like this to play with women. ”

Ze Hang said: "Hong Gongzi smiled, the little one is naturally ashamed of himself compared to Hong Gongzi, the little one has not seen such a national woman in the dark for a long time, and he can't help but be a little excited and can't control himself." ”

Zhong Wenzhou didn't look at Ze Hang, as if he was taking him as air, and said, "Does Gongzi Hong have any plans?"

Before Li An could speak, Du Hanxing, who was sitting cross-legged and seemed to be closing his eyes with his eyes closed, said, "Live here first." ”

Li An smiled: "Then it will trouble Zhong Gongzi." ”

As he spoke, he hooked his fingers on the nose of the girl holding the piano and said, "Come to me tonight." ”

The girl bowed her head, Li An laughed, and sat down next to Du Hanxing, suddenly he felt a chill coming towards his body, and hurriedly said to the girl: "No, no need, I'm joking with the girl." ”

There are two unknown trees in the quiet small courtyard, and a few leaves are vaguely pulled out and swaying in the still slightly cold wind, as if they are reluctantly beckoning to the golden wheel that wants to sink westward.

"The few people who were sent were killed?"

The sound came from a hut in the courtyard.

The middle-aged man who was reclining on the wooden chair hand-carved by Xiao Nanhai's first-class master frowned slightly, and his voice was extremely inconsistent with the age. He wiped his freshly wet, wrinkled hands with his dark blue monochrome robe, which had turned black. A pair of eagle eyes stared at the guards who stood not far from the door to report the news, as if they were about to spit out a firework to devour it in the next moment.

The bowed guard was dressed in a black suit, with a three-foot-long knife pinned to his waist, and the young guard looked more likely to be the master of the place than the one lying in the room. for every part of his body was more decent than that of the one who spoke.

"Yes. The guard replied and lowered his head again, as if fearful of the flame of fear.

The middle-aged man breathed a long sigh of relief, stopped the movement in his hand, and looked at the lampposts around him that were about to burn out, "It's good to be dead, it's a hundred times dead." He yawned, then said, "Is there any refreshing news lately?"

The black-clothed guard also replied simply, "There has been no movement on the side of the three gangs recently, but the eldest son of the Nanhui Hong family has come from Jingbaolou today." ”

"Really?" The middle-aged man's eyes finally lit up, and then he seemed to be talking to himself: "I didn't expect that this eldest son of the Nanhui Hong family is quite interesting, unlike the eldest lady in the boudoir who does not leave the door like in the legend." He's got people with him?"

"Yes, there is one. The man was dressed in a snow-capped white silk coat and a silver mask, and his face could not be seen clearly. Two hours ago, he had a battle with one of the peerless constant detectives, Ming Sichang, in Jingbao Tower, and his cultivation had a slight upper hand, so he should be a person with outstanding cultivation. ”

The middle-aged man gently put his hand on his chin, rubbed the stubble that was as black as a steel needle, and his eyes drifted away from the thoughts in his heart: Nanhui Hong's fire and thunder technique is already strong and should not be underestimated in the world, and it is rumored in the rivers and lakes today that his family has a very close relationship with King Yan, and this time it is definitely not good to come out of thin air to have a big prince who has not come forward.

Thinking of this, he instructed the guards who had been waiting outside the door for a long time, "Send someone to monitor their movements, Xie Yushu will continue to send someone over there, and be sure to find the account books." ”

There was not the slightest sense of oppression in this voice, but the young guard knew that the more this person in front of him was like this, the more cruel and decisive his murderous intentions became.

"Yes. ”

He said yes, and then he didn't stay any longer, and his body leaped into the air.

When Mo Feiyu saw Ming Sichang, it was already an hour after she woke up. At that time, she was sitting on a stool eating dim sum made of exquisite Cangzhou Art Garden. And Ming Sichang opened the door at this moment and came in without making a sound, his face was ugly, and he looked sad, thinking that it was caused by himself sneaking out to drink, and he consciously stopped making a sound.

Ming Sichang moved a stool and sat by the window, looking at the distance by the railing. The stars in the sky were scattered in the sky like crushed gold leaf, and from time to time they flickered and shone together with the faint torch of wax in the room.

Mo Feiyu took a biscuit and squeezed his eyes at Ming Sichang, shook it like a curious cat, and said tentatively: "Eat? ”

Ming Si often said: "Don't eat." ”

Mo Feiyu thought that Mingsi would take care of himself for a while, so he didn't have much fun. I don't know that this guy is a little abnormal today, and he has changed his stinky temper for three days after he has always made him angry. Suddenly she couldn't help but jump up with joy, and she smiled and said, "Brother Ming, I ......"

Before he finished speaking, he saw that Ming Sichang had already stood up and looked down at Mo Feiyu, who was a head shorter than him, Mo Feiyu raised his head and looked at him eye to eye, and when the words he wanted to say met Ming Sichang's dark blue eyes, he had been thrown away in an instant, her lips were squirming, and the thing in her chest was beating too fast, if it weren't for the fact that it would have died, she would have dug it out and thrown it out of the window to cool off.

Mo Feiyu snorted: "Old, old Ming......"