Chapter Ninety-Four: Chatter Follower 7
Although she is a person who practices martial arts, but in the end she is holding a long whip, and her hands are not as calloused as when practicing swords and swords, and when she was preparing before, Shen Yebai specially asked her to soak her hands in warm water, and specially rubbed some special fine powder, which looks like those ladies who don't touch the spring water with their fingers.
If not, how could he hide it from Nanfeng Cliff like this, relying on the fifth place on the list of masters in terms of strength.
"I've admired Nan Daxia for a long time, and I rarely found an opportunity to talk to Nan Daxia, and by the way, I invited Nan Daxia to taste the sake brewed by my aunt."
"Oh?" Nanfeng Cliff leaned back: "I don't know that the third lady of the Shangguan family has never been out of the mansion, what does it have to do with me, a tourist in the rivers and lakes?" ”
Obviously, Nanfeng Cliff has suspicion and vigilance about this inexplicable Miss Shangguan San who appeared out of thin air.
This paragraph: Shen Yebai didn't mention it, Rong Zhiwei blinked, hooked the corners of her lips and smiled lightly: "It is precisely because I have never been out of the house, but I want to go to the life of galloping horses and happy rivers and lakes, Nan Daxia is a person in the rivers and lakes, if you don't bother and tell the little woman about this interesting story in the rivers and lakes, you will be content." ”
Nanfeng Cliff suddenly moved forward, and the distance between her and Rong Zhiwei quickly narrowed, she should have subconsciously retreated and kept a safe distance from Nanfeng Cliff, but thinking that the third lady of the Shangguan family should not know martial arts, and as a lady, it is naturally impossible to have such a fast reaction, so she forcibly endured the action of retreating.
Sit firmly in a chair and look at the South Wind Cliff.
Two seconds later, the man narrowed his eyes and smiled: "This is not in the way, if the third miss is willing, Nan is willing to take the third miss to this river and lake, and let the third miss see this river and lake, whether it is a happy thing in the end." ”
The faint smile on her lips seemed to be a little stiff, and she silently added: "Kenan Daxia, shouldn't you come to Sword Casting Villa this time for Sister Lan, the number one beauty in the rivers and lakes?" ”
"But I seem to want to change my mind now."
In the eyes of Nanfeng Cliff, Shangguan Wei, the third lady of the Shangguan family in front of her, is not inferior to Shangguan Lan at all based on her appearance alone. The important thing is that Shangguan Wei has shown that he has admired him for a long time from the beginning, since there is such a beauty in front of him, why should he spend effort to compete with everyone in the rivers and lakes for Shangguan Lan?
Rong Zhiwei said goodbye to the somewhat revealing gaze of Nanfeng Cliff, pretended to lower her eyes and reached out to pick up the wine glass in front of her, her fingertips crossed the pattern at the bottom of the glass, and looked up at Nanfeng Cliff sitting opposite: "Please." ”
Then he covered his face with his sleeve and drank the wine from the glass.
Seeing her like this, the other party naturally couldn't shirk the wine in front of her, so he also raised his glass and drank it all.
"Good wine, clear in the mouth, but sweet in the aftertaste."
Rong Zhiwei simply hung the wine glass on her fingertips and played with it, staring at the wine glass in her hand: "I call it a name, Hongchen is drunk." The words fell, and he glanced at Nanfeng Cliff's eyes again, but it was no longer the gentle Miss Shangguan San, her eyes were full of coldness and ruthlessness, which made Nanfeng Cliff suddenly feel wrong.
"You!" Nanfeng Cliff stood up from his chair suddenly, and before he could use his strength to block his muscles, it was dark in front of him.
The sharp dagger slipped out of her sleeve, and Rong Zhiwei got up and swung forward, and the dagger slit his throat.
Nanfeng Cliff fell to the ground, blood flowed down from his neck, Rong Zhiwei snorted coldly, and after throwing away the dagger in her hand, she turned out of the window, and returned to the room between herself and Shen Yebai in a few steps.
"Alright." She stood still in the room.
Shen Yebai looked at her with a smile in his eyes: "Nanfeng Cliff didn't do anything to you, did it?" ”
“.. He didn't have that chance. ”
He took two steps forward and straightened her into his arms.
Her body was instantly filled with a full smell that belonged to him, which made Rong Zhiwei instantly think of the kiss she had before leaving. Immediately resisted, although the person holding him was the South Wind Cliff that had accompanied him for ten years, but the relationship between the two was more like relatives than others, and there had never been such an outstepping act in the past ten years.
Of course, this is just Rong Zhiwei's opinion.
She frowned, and her aura around her body became cold by two or three points: "What to do." ”
But he didn't notice it at all, but hugged her tighter: "Go to bed." ”
“.. Bedtime, can you let go of me first? ”
"You smile."
Rong Zhiwei felt that her personal protector might not have taken medicine today. How did you change your clothes and leave the Demon Sect, and you forgot what you did. However, looking at the smile and seriousness in his eyes, she seemed that she couldn't refuse.
Then a perfunctory smile is good.
She tugged at the corners of her lips casually.
“.. Is that how I taught you? ”
"Shen Yebai!"
He hid the smile on the corner of his lips, reached out and tore off her waistband, and took off her coat himself: "Don't make trouble, let's sleep." ”
Rong Zhiwei consciously stretched out her hand and asked him to take off this cumbersome set of clothes for herself, and after only a thin undershirt was left, she walked out of his arms and sat on the bed. Shen Yebai hung a set of clothes in his hand on the screen on the side of the bed, then took off his coat and hung it up, and then went to bed.
After she lay down quietly on the inside, Shen Yebai lay down beside her, and reached out to pull the thin quilt to cover the two of them.
Rong Zhiwei took the initiative to post it and whispered in his ear, "When are we leaving Sword Forge Villa." ”
"Let's wait for Shangguan Lan's martial arts competition to end."
"What about the death of the Southwind Cliff?" She continued.
"The person died in his Shangguan family, he will naturally collect evidence first, but if he really can't find the murderer, then he can only suppress the rumors, just as Nanfeng Cliff has not come to Sword Casting Villa. Anyway, Nanfeng Cliff is a weirdo, and there is no too large interest relationship behind him, and few people will really pursue it if he dies. ”
Shen Yebai stretched out his hand and rubbed her head: "Sleep, I have to have breakfast with Shangguan Lan and her father tomorrow morning." ”
Originally, Rong Zhiwei was going to ask him how he got the invitation card of the eldest prince of the Jianghu League, but thinking about it, Shen Yebai always had her own ideas and means, so she didn't ask them one by one.
After answering him softly, she closed her eyes and began to sleep.
The Shangguan family has really done a good job in giving people freedom, except for a few maids who have tea and water dishes to walk around the courtyard, the rest of the guards are outside the courtyard, and no one has been arranged to monitor the nine masters who have been invited.
Probably thinking about it, after all, they are all masters on the top ten lists, and he doesn't have to worry about safety or anything, so he didn't have to arrange anything more, how could he have expected that Nanfeng Cliff would be killed in a short period of time.