A month is not a long time, but it is not a short time.

The streets of Chaoge are still full of people, and nothing major happens.

Twenty-four days have passed in the blink of an eye.

For most of the month, when Zhao Qi was bored, he went out to the street for a stroll, and occasionally went to the Qinglou.

I also met a woman in the Qinglou.

The most famous green building in Chaoge City is the most prosperous section of the Spring Tower.

The consumption of Yingchun Building is not high, and Zhao Qi, who was born in a famous family, is simply a small amount of money.

The people who came here were either sons and brothers from wealthy families, or martial artists with surnames on the rivers and lakes.

There are so many like Zhao Qi, who are inconspicuous in the crowd, but there are also eye-catching.

It was Lao Liu who followed closely behind.

There are maids and servants in the Qinglou, so forget it, how can there be beggars?

Because of this, Zhao Qi was stared at a lot.

The old bustard in the Qinglou doesn't care who you bring, as long as you bring money, you will lead the donkey in, and the old bustard will also greet him with a smile.

In fact, Zhao Qi is not here to vent, but simply feels that this kind of warbler Yanyan in this kind of wind and moon place is full of girls who are convex and backward, which is very eye-catching.

There aren't many people like him who come just to feast their eyes.

There is a dancer named Xiao Qi in Yingchun Building, her real name is unknown, she is only sixteen or seventeen years old, but she is graceful and graceful, and her dancing posture is beautiful and moving.

Zhao spoke highly of this woman when he first saw it, if he scored the woman, out of 100 points, this woman had to have eighty-nine points, and the disadvantage was that the fat on her chest had not grown up, and it was very hidden.

If it grows up, I'm afraid it will have to be ninety-five points.

There are not many women who can make the little marquis into his eyes, and there are hundreds of maids in the waiting house, many of whom are of good shape, but the little marquis's eyes are higher than the top, and they can't be seen.

There are always scandals of other gentlemen playing with maids, but the little marquis is the only one who catches a good-looking woman on the street, and after catching it back, he is just a pleasure, and he will be put back the next day.

The little seventh girl entered the eyes of the little marquis, how could she let it go easily?

With a wave of his hand, he booked the most luxurious private room in Yingchun Building, and let the little seventh girl dance for him alone.

The old bustard was so happy that a flower could bloom on his face, and he closed the door of the private room with a heavy money bag.

Since then, Zhao Qi has become a distinguished guest of Yingchun Building, and he always has to go every three or five times.

Every time I go, I want Xiaoqi to dance with her, but I only watch her dance, and I never make too many moves.

On this day, Zhao Qi still booked a room with a wide view as usual.

The little seventh girl danced in the open field, behind the curtain was the pianist who had never shown her face, and beside her was Lao Liu, who was half-lying with a sword box on his back, Lao Liu had no special hobbies, such a beautiful girl danced such a moving dance, he didn't squint, just a drink.

From time to time, Zhao Qi turned his head to look at the crowded market outside.

Twilight is approaching.

The song falls, and the dance ends.

Zhao Qi closed his eyes and muttered for a long time.

When I opened my eyes, I looked at the moving woman who was kneeling on the soft mat and said nothing.

"This may be the last time I'll see you dance." Zhao Qi spoke, looking out the window.

The sunset under the twilight shone in from the shone in, reflecting on half of Zhao Qi's face, which added a little melancholy, making the already handsome face a little more heroic.

Xiao Qi was a little stunned, raised his head and looked at this familiar and unfamiliar son, and he was a little reluctant.

The reason why it is said to be familiar and strange is because this son has come nearly ten times a month, and he only ordered her, and this face is already familiar and can no longer be familiar, but I still don't know who this son's surname is, where he lives, and what his identity is.

This son is really charming, she dares to say that the other people who have clicked on her have all taken a fancy to her face, and she has seen enough of the *** eyes, only this son has a clear look when he sees her dancing, without the slightest thought.

The girl who was just beginning to fall in love finally had a sweetheart, and she fell in love, but it was already time to separate.

The girl wanted to ask, but when the words came to her mouth, she swallowed it raw, she was just a prostitute in Qinglou, how could she be worthy of this son-in-law with fine clothes and food?

"I've stayed in Chaoge City for nearly a month, no matter whether my senior brother comes back or not, it's time to leave." Zhao Qi seemed to be talking to himself, and it was like talking to Xiao Qi.

Turning his head to look at Xiao Qi, Zhao Qi had a smile on his face.

This girl is really beautiful, with a pink gauze skirt, a girl's liveliness, elegant manners, and everyone's beautiful upbringing, how good, if his father is not the Hou Ye, he will definitely marry this girl home.

It's a pity, Hou Ye's concubine, how can she be the dancing queen of the Qinglou?

stood up, patted Lao Liu's shoulder, and said, "Let's go."

Lao Liu seemed to have drunk too much, staggered to his feet, and shouted, "Good wine!" Then he followed Zhao Qi downstairs.

In the building, the dancing girl Xiaoqi looked at Zhao Qi's disappearing back.

The luthier behind the curtain who had not made a sound suddenly said, "Go and say goodbye, don't leave regrets."

It's a man's timbre, but it's extremely delicate.

Downstairs, the old bustard watched Zhao Qi get out of the door of the Yingchun Building.

Zhao Qi raised his head and looked at the sky, the sky that was still clear was full of dark clouds at this time, and it was about to rain.

was about to lift his feet, but a girl's pleasant voice came from behind him.

"Childe stays."

Zhao Qi turned around, looked at the moving woman who was walking towards him step by step, and asked, "Is there something wrong with Little Seventh Girl?"

Xiao Qi took out a bag from his arms, handed it to Zhao Qi, and said: "When my mother left, she told me that when you meet a man you like, you will hand it over to him, which can bring good luck."

After speaking, his face was crimson and very intoxicating.

Zhao Qi laughed, put the bag in his arms, and asked, "Don't regret it?"

Xiao Qi nodded: "No regrets, if you miss it, I'm afraid it will be difficult to meet someone like Gongzi."

A thunderclap rang out in the sky.

Zhao Qizheng said: "If I win the pinnacle of swordsmanship, I will definitely come to the sword and marry a girl into my Hou Mansion!"

After that, he turned around.

The rain fell without warning, drenching the clothes of the travelers.

The little seventh girl suddenly rushed into the heavy rain, ran a few steps, then stopped, and shouted towards the back that was getting farther and farther away: "Childe must be a talker!"

From a distance, I saw the old servant take off his shirt to protect the rain for the son, and the son beckoned, but left without looking back.

The beautiful woman stood in the rain, and the heavy rain drenched her light silk clothes, showing exquisite curves.

The rouge gouache on his face was washed away by the rain, but the plain makeup revealed was even more glamorous and moving, but unfortunately, Zhao Qi couldn't see it.

The old bustard, who was leaning on the door, looked at the girl in the rain in a daze, she heard what Zhao Qi said to Xiao Qi, and her heart was full of thoughts: This son is actually a son of the Hou family, but I don't know which son of the Hou family.

"People are old and yellow, and they envy a little girl, who has become sentimental when she is old." The old bustard laughed at himself, then went back to the house and took a thicker piece of clothing and put it on Xiao Qi.

……

When I returned to the blacksmith's shop, my clothes were already drenched.

After Zhao Qi returned to the house, he took off his clothes, hung them on the shelf, and changed his clothes.

As soon as I finished changing my clothes, I heard a quick knock on the door.

The woman was picking up food in the back kitchen, and Zhao Qi got up to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, a dark shadow burst in.

It is a guard who wears a cloak and a hat.

Wei Yan was already soaking wet, so he took off his hat and put it on the ground.

The woman lifted the curtain and walked out of the room.

Seeing that Wei Yan was the only one, he became excited and asked, "Where is Xue Hu?"

"Dead."

Wei Yan's face was indifferent, he took out a box from his arms, handed it to the woman, and said: "In order to take this elixir, Xue Hu alone resisted the Yin and Yang Sword Formation of the 28 Stars of the Yin and Yang Family, and fell down due to physical exhaustion on the way back to Chaoge."

The woman slumped to the ground, staring at the box in her hand in a daze.

Wei Yanjing walked past the woman and sat on the desk, poured himself a cup of tea, and drank it all.

Zhao Qi looked at the grief-stricken woman on the ground and sighed.

The love is deep and shallow, what is the helplessness?

There has always been such a saying in the rivers and lakes: there is a Dan Dao ghost talent in the Yin and Yang family, refining countless immortal pills, and if the world wants to obtain the pills, they must first go through the Yin and Yang family's 28 stars Yin and Yang Sword Array.

How cruel it is, a generation of masters is trapped by love, how can the word "miserable" be obtained?

There was silence in the room, except for the woman's whispered sobs.

Torrential rain is often only for a while, but by the time of a pillar of incense, the rain outside has stopped.

At this time, Wei Yan suddenly got up and said, "The rain has stopped, I've stayed here long enough, it's time to leave."

Zhao Qi turned his head and looked at Wei Yan like a fool, wasn't this kid stupid by the gang of the Yin and Yang family? It's getting dark, leaving at this time?

Let's not talk about the danger of rushing in the dark, let's just say that the city gates are closed at this hour, how to get out? Don't you want to turn it over?

"In my opinion, let's rest for another night, and it's better to hurry early tomorrow......"

Before Zhao Qi finished speaking, Wei Yan had already strode out of the door.

Zhao Qi was full of darkness, but he was very helpless, so he had to go out, Lao Liu didn't say a word, just did it, and he did whatever the son did.

As soon as the forefoot stepped out of the door, the woman chased after her.

"Guests stay."

Wei Yan stopped and looked back at the woman.

I saw the woman holding a cloth bag in her arms, and when she opened it, she revealed a sword.

The scabbard is grass green, and the turquoise hilt seems to be jade, with a faint glow.

"This was given to me by Xue Hu in person, and now that he is dead, it is useless for me to keep it, so I will hand it over to the guest, as a reward for taking back the pill for my child." The woman fumbled for a long time with the scabbard of the sword, and then reluctantly handed it over to Wei Yan.

Wei Yan was not polite, took the sword and turned to leave, without a word of thanks.

Zhao Qi really guessed correctly.

Wei Yan had no intention of staying in the Asaha City.

When he came to the city gate, he flew up to the wall.

It's really going to turn over.

Zhao Qi scolded his mother angrily, for the three of them, although it was not difficult to climb over this city gate, they were afraid of alarming the guards guarding the city, and wouldn't it be a great loss to be killed by random arrows when the time came?

Thankfully, no one found them.

When he went out of the city, he saw a man standing in the distance.

The man wore a hat and a cloak and held a sword in his hand.

Apparently it had just rained, and the water droplets on the coat were still falling drop by drop.