Nagging Three
The next day, Lin Jiafu woke up early, to be exact, she was woken up.
Before the early morning, Lin Jiafu heard the sound of the piano in a daze, smoking sandalwood, and the sound of the piano played together, Lin Jiafu also wanted to praise this person's exquisite skills, but suddenly felt familiar and got up suddenly.
The man had no curled hair, a red tulle on the outside of his snow-white robe, his appearance was superior, and a pair of bright phoenix eyes were dotted with a tear mole, and he was full of charm.
Lin Jiafu paused and said tentatively, "Master? ”
The man turned sideways, his loose hair covering his outline, blurred, and tilted his head, "You haven't played the piano for three days." ”
Lin Jiafu was stunned, "Huh? ”
"Why?"
"This ......" Lin Jiafu really couldn't think of a reason, she had only been here for one night, and she had been in the previous life, how could she remember it clearly, she rubbed her head, and thought about countermeasures bitterly.
"Why don't you play the harp?" Lu Changhuan stood up and approached Lin Jiafu's bedside, his exquisite appearance had no emotion, his eyes were even sluggish, and the silver bell hanging from his waist made a rattling sound.
Lin Jiafu frowned, Lu Changhuan approached the bedside, and there was a sweet smell of flower wine on his body, and it took a long time to say, "Master...... You're drinking again? With that, his hand shook in front of Lu Changhuan.
“!!! The treasure of Fangmu Pavilion is delicious. Lu Changhuan came to his senses and pressed his hand on his temple, "It's just that the stamina is greater." ”
"Climbed over the wall to steal it again?" Lin Jiafu squinted her eyes, with a little exquisiteness, her master is a person, she has been together for so many years, she still understands, sometimes she is not on the same channel when she speaks, and she relies on intuition to do things.
"No, I left a few copper plates." Lu Changhuan thought for a while, slowly slid down with his back against the bed, and simply sat on the ground, saying.
"Treasures of the Wood Pavilion...... How many copper plates is it worth? I'm afraid it's more than that. Lin Jiafu had a headache, thinking that this master really didn't have the brains to think.
"Well, I think that bottle is so simple, it's worth the price." Lu Changhuan walked back and lay on the wooden table, a blush gradually appeared on his face.
"You ......" Lin Jiafu couldn't think of what to ask, and hesitated.
"You're getting married tomorrow?" Lu Changhuan remembered something, his expression became serious, and he suddenly stood up and said.
“… Well? Well! Lin Jiafu was asked this sudden question and replied in a daze.
"You don't want to?" Lu Changhuan touched the silver knife on his waist in his hand, and his fingertips rubbed the blade.
"If you don't want to ......" Lin Jiafu turned over, held her chin with her hand, sleepy-eyed, and looked like a confused little milk cat.
"Hey, hey." Lu Changhuan laughed inexplicably, pulled out the blade on his waist and stood on the wooden chair at once, making a noise, and said loudly, "Then kill him!" Make an appetizer! Hahahahehehe!"
Lin Jiafu shuddered, looked at the master who was standing on the chair and laughed fiercely, and suddenly felt speechless in her heart, forget it, it's the master, bear with it.
That Lu Changhuan couldn't laugh for a while, and then fell straight down, unconscious.
"Tsk, Fang Muge's drinking stamina is really big." Lin Jiafu sighed, at the end, Yue Rushuang heard the sound, pushed open the door and looked at Lu Changhuan who fell to the ground, she was not surprised, she was accustomed to turning out the small futon from the cabinet, and then dragged the person on the bed, and casually covered him with the quilt.
Yue Rushuang dusted off the ashes on her body and said, "Miss, this morning Fang Muge posted a notice saying that he had lost a bottle of high-grade peach blossom brew. After a pause, he looked at Lu Changhuan, who had fallen asleep, the corners of his mouth twitched, and said, "It can't be Mr. Lu, right?" A crack appeared on his expressionless face, and he cursed in his heart, for the first time this month, he treasured the wine!
"Ah, yes." Lin Jiafu replied very calmly, put on the last coat, and said, "Let's go, go and settle the account." ”
"Oh, good." Yue Rushuang nodded.
After Lin Jiafu went out, he came to the street, the location of the square wooden pavilion is remote, behind the lake, a three-story small pavilion, the scenery seen on each floor is different, the ground floor can sleep with a hundred flowers, the second floor can see the wicker fluttering, and the third floor can see the scenery of the whole capital. It is precisely because of this that this place is precious, but there are not many people visiting, and it is also because of the fear of disturbing the purity of the owner of the pavilion. Lin Jiafu thought.
It is rumored that Fang Mu Pavilion has all the world's rare and foreign objects, and what is more legendary is that this pavilion owner, it is said that the power is high, and his subordinates have cultivated hundreds of thousands of martial arts and strong subordinates, and they can do murder business, but they don't agree, and it's not a matter of silver, the pavilion owner is not bad for money, and the people he wants to kill are not all insignificant, he can promise a child to kill a powerful minister in the court at the price of a copper coin, but he will not promise a rich businessman in the world to kill a small person who smashes a stall on the street.
Hawkers, anyway, this is what Lin Jiafu heard, and I don't know if it's true or not, Lin Jiafu knocked on the door and said, "Excuse me, is anyone there?" ”
The well-carved wooden door made a dull sound, and the next moment, with a clang, the door was opened.