Shen Tingyi walked out of the private room with a satisfied face, straightened his robe, and stepped onto the open-air long bridge that was above the five-story building.

He overlooked the colorful night view of Tianxiangfang, and recalled over and over again the taste of going to the clouds and rain with the beauties.

To his surprise, he turned out to be Nanrong's first man!

Nan Rong has been serving in Ling Heng Courtyard for a while, and his stupid brother Shen Changfeng has never touched her!

Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard the sound of hurried horses' hooves galloping, vaguely mixed with the loud and wanton laughter of the girl.

His legs trembled, and he subconsciously took a half step back, leaning on the railing and looking down in horror.

The girl on the horse wore a begonia red suit, and her black hair was tied into a ponytail, fluttering behind her with the undulating movements of the royal horse.

"Horses don't have long eyes! If you don't want to die, all of them will get out of the way of the old lady! ”

The girl held a horsewhip in her hand and whipped it the horse's buttocks, with a bright smile on her face without powder.

Pedestrians scrambled to the side of the road, and everywhere the horses passed, there were all the sounds of pointing.

It wasn't until the sound of horses' hooves faded away that Shen Tingyi exhaled a long breath of relief.

He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and scolded in a low voice: "This crazy woman ......"

"Three sons!"

A little guy ran over in a panic and bowed to Shen Tingyi, "It turns out that the son is here, and the little one is looking for you everywhere!" ”

Shen Tingyi frowned, "Why are you in such a hurry?" ”

The little guy said: "Miss Zhou ...... just now"

"My son is not blind, you don't need to come to tell me!"

Shen Tingyi interrupted him unhappily, with an undisguised look of disgust on his face.

The little guy hurriedly waved his hand, his face became more and more anxious, "No, son, the little one wants to say, Miss Zhou went in the direction of our Shen Mansion!" About, about to find you......"

"What?! That tigress is looking for me again?! ”

Shen Tingyi was excited, only to feel a chill rushing up from the soles of his feet, instantly chilling his back.

He paced back and forth irritably, muttering, "It seems that I can't go back tonight, I have to find a place to ...... for one night."

The little guy also had a bitter face, his eyes rolled around, and he tried to think of a way for his son-in-law.

When his eyes wandered, he inadvertently landed on a window with a hole on the third floor of the Drunken Sky Tower.

His face was overjoyed, and he hurriedly pointed to the window, "Childe, look! Isn't that Miss Zhao? ”

Shen Tingyi looked in the direction he was pointing, and couldn't help but be overjoyed, "It's really Miss Zhao!" It's just ......"

He lay on the railing, looked at it and looked at it, and suddenly slapped it on the railing, and said angrily: "Why is Qian Jiaren's sissy there?" What qualifications does he have to eat with Miss Zhao? No, I have to go! ”

After speaking, he strode towards the drunken sky tower at the other end of the long bridge, as if a fire was burning in his heart, making him want to immediately teach Qian Jiaren a hard lesson!

A sissy who dares to covet the woman he Shen Tingyi has a crush on?!

Yehua streamer, both Ming Bridge stands quietly on the Xunjiang River, to the west is the quiet and peaceful Qingyin Lane, to the east is the Tianxiang Fang of fat powder and floating incense.

Under the bright colored lamp, the plaque inlaid with gorgeous feather stone is written in the gilded and flying font with the three big characters of "Bronze Bird Tower".

In the private room on the second floor, a young man in a azure shirt sat lazily on a soft couch.

Wen Runyu's jade eyebrows were slightly raised, and the two peach blossom eyes were affectionate.

Such a beautiful appearance, the left eye tail is also decorated with a little colorful cinnabar, a smile and a smile, all of them are beautiful.

He looked at the men and women hugging each other on the soft couch opposite with a smile, and his warm voice was clear and intoxicating: "I don't know which is better than the beauties in Lin'an City and Shangjing?" ”

The young man opposite blinked his romantic peach blossom eyes, raised the thin cigarette gun wrapped in red gold in his hand, and knocked it on the flower table.

"Beauty is in my arms, but Fourth Brother Shen asks me this kind of question, doesn't it make me embarrassed?"

He smiled with a ruffian face, and tightened his hand around the beauty.

He took a deep puff of his cigarette, tilted his head slightly, and the pale tobacco mist spit out on the beauty's neck, causing the girl in blue to laugh again and again.

The girl leaned softly in his arms as if she was boneless, but her beautiful eyes looked at the young man in Tsing Yi opposite, "Fu Gongzi is not allowed to cheat, the slave family also wants to know who is sweeter than the slave family and the beauty in the capital......"

Fu Tinghan's hand on the girl's shoulder, holding the corner of the dress and gently tugging, the fair-skinned shoulders were suddenly exposed.

He stroked the smooth skin and bit the girl's ear: "Although the beauties in Beijing are delicious, where can they compare to the coquettish charm of my sister?" ”

"Hmph, it's sweet for you!"

The girl seemed to be very satisfied with this answer, and shyly and timidly drilled into his arms, but she did not neglect the young man in Tsing Yi, and threw her eyes away, amorous and sultry.

She has been in Tongque Tower for some years, and she has never seen a better-looking man than the boy in Tsing Yi.

Fu Tinghan chuckled, the hand covering the girl's shoulder was slightly forced, and his tone was extremely frivolous: "The beauty is obviously in my arms, but in my heart and eyes, it is the fourth brother Shen." Tsk, I shouldn't have asked Fourth Brother Shen to come ......"

Shen Changfeng smiled, "It's no wonder that you look average, but I look good." ”

Fu Tinghan choked.

The girl in blue giggled, "Fourth Master Shen is joking with you!" A handsome person like Fu Gongzi, the slave family has never seen a few ......"

Affirmed by the beauty, Fu Tinghan felt a lot better.

He took a puff of cigarette, squinted his eyes and swallowed the clouds, "The beautiful scenery of a good day, the beauty is on the side, how can there be no good wine?" ”

"Childe is right, the slave family will go and get wine."

The girl in blue twisted her waist and stood up, her slender fingers caressing Fu Tinghan's chest as if nothing.

She leaned over, and the flap of her lip with bright red lipstick was about to stick to the boy's face, but the boy turned his head to dodge it.

Fu Tinghan hooked his lips obliquely, and his curved peach blossom eyes were hidden in the pale smoke, making it difficult to distinguish the deep meaning.

He said with a lazy smile: "I want Fenjiu, the kind with plum fragrance." ”

"I know, I know, every time I come back, isn't it the kind of wine I want?"

The girl snorted softly and went downstairs to leave.

In the fragrant private room, two teenagers sat opposite each other, one smoking a cigarette and the other with a cold face, got up and pushed the window open.

The night breeze blew in, and the pungent fragrance suddenly dissipated a lot.

Shen Changfeng stood in front of the window with his hands in his hands, staring at the plaque of Ying Yunxuan across the street, "I remember that my aunt's favorite drink was Fenjiu made from plum blossoms. ”

The boy shrouded in smoke couldn't see clearly.

He just smoked fiercely one cigarette after another, and after a long time, he was dumbfounded: "It's rare that you still remember." ”

Shen Changfeng didn't continue this topic, and asked lightly: "Is there anything to gain from this trip to Beijing?" ”

"Naturally, it will not be in vain."

Fu Tinghan's voice was still hoarse, but it was much more serious.

"Nine years ago, Da Sima's youngest daughter married to the Earl of Pingxuan in Yangzhou. It's just that this marriage doesn't seem to be what Da Sima wants, and since Feng Mingyan got married, he has not had any dealings with Da Sima's Mansion.

"The little girl you bought looks like she is seven or eight years old, which is exactly the same as when Da Sima married nine years ago.

"If nothing else, the word should be the daughter of Feng Mingyan and Xie Shizi of the Earl Mansion of Pingxuan, that is, the granddaughter of today's Great Sima!"

Shen Changfeng narrowed his dark peach blossom eyes, "So, I inherited a favor from Da Sima?" ”

Fu Tinghan shook his head, his face slightly condensed, "I don't think so." Feng Mingyan has not interacted with the Great Sima Mansion for nine years, and nine years is enough to change many things. In case Sima Da has long since rejected her as a daughter, what about the granddaughter of her in-laws? ”

"Listen to Han, you're wrong."

The young man in Tsing Yi, standing by the window, slowly turned his head and hid the warm lights on the long street behind him.

His thin lips were lightly hooked, and his deep eyes were burning, and the coldness and madness that had precipitated together were intertwined, as if something was about to burst out.

It's not the apprehension and vanity of participating in the gambling game, but the determination and pride of controlling everything!

On the flower table, the flame of the golden candlestick is beautiful and meager.

In this light, Fu Tinghan seemed to see the resolute and unyielding man who was bathed in the firelight and candlelight ten years ago from the eyes of the young man.

Standing alone, but with the momentum of overlooking the mountains and rivers and blocking thousands of troops!

The cigarette gun in his hand suddenly slipped to the ground.

He quietly looked at the young man, and the long-term memories sealed in his heart seemed to be about to break through the ground.

At this moment, the carved maul fan squeaked softly, and the blue-clothed girl who had returned to the private room after taking Fenjiu walked in with a smile, followed by a green-clothed girl of the same age.

Fu Tinghan bent down to pick up the cigarette gun, and when he raised his eyes again, he had an evil smile on his face, and he couldn't see the slightest hint of emotional changes.

Shen Changfeng closed the window and sat back on the soft couch, and the girl in green immediately wrapped around his waist like a water snake.

He took advantage of the situation to hug the girl, and said with a gentle smile: "Longcheng's courage has not diminished, and Rong Ma has been controlling the heavenly soldiers all his life." ”

The blue-clothed girl who was pouring wine secretly sent Qiu Bo to him, and sighed coquettishly: "Shen Sigongzi is so literate!" ”

Fu Tinghan's eyes flashed, and the clouds and sunshine suddenly cleared the clouds and saw the sun, clear as water.

He drank the plum fragrant Fen wine and said word by word: "It is indeed a good poem." ”

……

Drunken Sky Tower, Rose Hall.

Qian Jiaren pinched her handkerchief and wiped her hands carefully, and greeted Xie Jinci, who was standing aside: "Ci'er, come and sit down and eat with others!" ”

The table was full of delicacies and the aroma was attractive, Xie Jinci touched his stomach that had been rumbling for a long time, pursed his lips and shook his head.

Zhao Jinxuan gracefully sandwiched a spoonful of vegetables, and sneered: "The master and servant don't eat the same, even if you still have some self-knowledge, you are better than your master." ”

Qian Jiaren glared at Miss Zhao who was wearing heavy makeup opposite, and got up to personally pull Xie Jinci to sit down.

"Words, you can eat whatever you want, anyway, the silver is from people's grandfathers, and if you don't eat it, you won't eat it for nothing."

He stuffed a pair of chopsticks into the little scholar's hand, and glanced at Zhao Jinxuan with a chirp, then he covered half of his face with a handkerchief, and Sven ate the food in small bites.

Zhao Jinxuan held back her anger and slapped the chopsticks on the table with a snap, "Qian Jiaren, what do you mean?" If your grandfather gave me the money, may your scholar eat with me? And there are no rules of respect and inferiority! ”

"Yo, who doesn't follow the rules? How dare you make our Miss Zhao unhappy? ”

The fan was rudely pushed away, and Shen Tingyi, who was dressed in a brocade robe, strode in the door.

As soon as he saw Zhao Jinxuan, who was dressed in snow and fluttering like a fairy, his eyes were straight, and the little girl behind him whispered a reminder, so he remembered the purpose of this trip, looked away and glared at Qian Beauty, and said viciously:

"You sissy, you deserve to sit here and eat?! Hurry up and get out of here! ”

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Fu Tinghan: "Wow, I'm finally on the scene again!" It's not easy to go to Beijing! Changfeng, you have to compensate me! ”

Shen Changfeng: "What compensation do you want?" ”

Fu Tinghan: "It's easy to say, it's easy to say." Why don't we go to bed and talk about life? ”

Shen Changfeng smiled: "Hehe." ”

The author couldn't help it: "Don't make a fuss when you listen to the cold, you are the key character in this book, please don't be gay!" ”

(You can guess the relationship between Fu Tinghan and Shen Changfeng, as well as their unknown identities and stories~)