Tong Xiaoye woke up, the sky was already bright, Baihualou had suffered such a catastrophe, the flower hall was full of corpses, the girls were panicked, no one had the heart to receive guests, and there were a lot fewer guests.

There is no way to let everyone close down and reopen on a later date.

Tong Xiaoye has been idle for the past few days, and he has been tirelessly cultivating every day except for recuperating from his injuries, but as a result, he has been practicing the volley step for a long time, except for running away, he has not gained anything at all.

However, Ning Yuan, who had a crippled leg, cultivated with divine help, and the injury on his leg healed very quickly, and that guy has been elusive recently, and Tong Xiaoye couldn't touch his trace.

She cultivated until she was dizzy, but she really had no talent, and she didn't want to be hit to death by Ning Yuan, so she had to go to Baihualou with a full face, intending to comfort Xuehe, who had lost her financial resources, and find a way to make money by the way.

I actually met Wang Gongzi at the back door of Baihualou, Tong Xiaoye recognized this person, he was one of the benefactors of Du Meiren of Peony Pavilion, and he was very generous, which made Xue He jealous, and he kept sighing why he didn't catch such a big man.

However, at this time, Wang Gongzi was secretly standing at the back door of Baihualou, not knowing what he was watching, Tong Xiaoye felt that this person must not be well-intentioned, and subconsciously walked a little farther, but he didn't expect to be still shouted:

"Hey, it's Ono, right? There's a letter here, you can send it to Du Meiren in the Peony Pavilion. ”

Tong Xiaoye pursed his lips, he didn't want to pay attention to him, but when he saw the silver in the guy's hand, he immediately couldn't walk, so he obediently took the letter and took a step to the Peony Pavilion.

The wing room of the Peony Pavilion is still full of flowers, Du Meiren is lazily leaning on the chaise longue, leisurely embroidering a picture of mandarin ducks playing in the water, seeing Tong Xiaoye coming, his eyes are slightly picked, very careless.

However, the embroidery needle she suddenly clenched had already leaked her excitement, Tong Xiaoye naturally would not miss Du Meiren's small movements, and observing words and colors was a must for them to make money in this business.

Tong Xiaoye Yile, his eyes were bent into a crescent shape, and he said to Du Meiren with a smile:

"Oh, yesterday Wang Gongzi was happy to see the girl's embroidered purse, he couldn't put it down in his hand, that excited, he immediately threw away the old purse and replaced it with your own hand, he specially asked me to reply to the girl, and specifically instructed me to hand it over to the girl."

Tong Xiaoye took out the letter as he spoke, Du Meiren took the letter with a smile, and threw a washed white silk flower to Tong Xiaoye, and said coquettishly:

"The little hoof can speak, so I don't get any benefits from Wang Lang, and this flower will reward you."

Tong Xiaoye took the flower with a smile and replied: "It's all thanks to the girl." ”

Seeing that Du Meiren was in a hurry to read the letter, Tong Xiaoye retreated obediently.

As soon as he got out of the Peony Pavilion, Tong Xiaoye couldn't help but snort, cut!

Du Meiren's stingy ghost, in order to please her, Tong Xiaoye also specially wrapped a good-looking envelope for Wang Gongzi's note, I will take it, so stingy, this broken flower doesn't know if my envelope is worth it, no wonder Wang Gongzi also wrote a line to Ya.

Thinking so, Tong Xiaoye still carefully put the silk flower into his arms.

There's no way, I've been poor lately, and it's a little bit to be able to save a little.

In the Lotus Pavilion, Xue Lotus was doing what she loved with her beloved Yan Qinghan, Tong Xiaoye was bored waiting outside, and picked up the "Dasheng Anecdotes" brought by Yan Qinghan and flipped through it.

"Dasheng Anecdotes" is Tong Xiaoye's favorite book, which records all kinds of anecdotes of the Dasheng Dynasty, and Tong Xiaoye's understanding of the world is almost all derived from this thick book.

On the continent where the Dasheng Dynasty is located, there are fierce wolf god tribes on the grasslands in the north, endless mines in the west, mysterious ice and snow saints in the far east, and the vast sea in the south.

Tong Xiaoye thought that these were all legends, after all, with the power of mortals, he might not be able to go to those places in his lifetime to see, and the so-called mysterious and beautiful saints were probably just the people's dreams of beautiful things.

However, since she got Qi Fatzi's notepad, she suspected that this qiē was true.

Thinking about it this way, Yan Qinghan's identity doesn't seem to be so simple.

At least this "Dasheng Anecdotes", she has never seen it in any bookstore on the market, and many of the books brought by Yan Qinghan are unique, like the "Xiuzhen Beauty Record" written by the gods, the cliff is not something that ordinary citizens can see.

But if this Yan Qinghan is also a cultivator, it is really not very reliable!

She is Xuehe's personal maid, so she naturally knows that Yan Qinghan and Xuehe have real guns.

Nima! Is there really such an unsophisticated cultivator?

This is too picky, right, this is the Baihualou that ushered in and sent to, and the girls in it have read countless people! Didn't the immortals wave their hands and countless good girls rushed to get on it?

Tong Xiaoye was puzzled, Yan Qinghan left quickly as usual after finishing the incident, Xue He was still looking at his back at the door stupidly, Tong Xiaoye couldn't help but ask: "Lotus, you don't really like Yan Qinghan, right?" ”

Xue He's face turned red, and she hurriedly covered her mouth: "Xiao Ye, what are you talking about, a person like Yan Gongzi, how can we think of it!" ”

"Cut, no matter how noble he is, he is not the girl who came to sleep in our Baihualou, why doesn't he go to Fengqi Mansion if he has money?"

Tong Xiaoye pursed his lips disapplausively, and he really couldn't figure it out in his heart.

Fengqi Building is the most elegant green building in the capital, the girls in it are all of the best grades, it is the place where the famous sons and brothers in the capital gather, and the Baihualou where they are located is actually not ranked at all in Shengjing, and the people who come here are ordinary nouveau riche, and the real talents will never come here.

Baihualou, even the name is so cheesy, the names of the girls in it are all named after flowers, and they are vulgar and vulgar in their bones!

"Ono, don't say that, Yan Gongzi has a hard time." Xuehe whispered to defend Yan Qinghan, and Tong Xiaoye immediately became interested: "What's the trouble, does he really have any big deals?" ”

She tried hard to recall Yan Qinghan's various things, and said to herself: "Speaking of which, Yan Gongzi is indeed a little different from others, he comes every other week, no more, no less, never absent, and leaves when he finishes his work. ”

As soon as Yan Qinghan was asked, Xue He immediately kept silent, but there was an irrepressible sadness on her pretty face.

She admires Yan Qinghan in her heart, but Yan Qinghan is always lukewarm, if he is ruthless, but he never goes to other women, saying that he is affectionate, except in bed, he doesn't even want to talk much.

In fact, when he was in bed, although his body was fanatical, his emotions were always calm.

Such a move is indeed a bit bizarre.

"Alas, ask what is the situation in the world, and the direct teaching promises life and death!"

Tong Xiaoye knew that he couldn't ask anything, sighed, and lowered his head to read again.