Peach Blossom looked at them with lightning struck eyes.

A storm has been set up in my heart!

The young man didn't twist either, and got Xiao Er's assurance, and his two fingers were neatly placed on the peach blossom acupoints, and then he sat down casually.

Peach Blossom hissed, frowned and sat on the young man's side.

"Hehe, Sister Peach Blossom, let me tell you, this brother is not a bad person, don't you quarrel anymore, okay?" Xiao Er took Peach Blossom's right hand and persuaded him loudly.

Glancing at Xiao Er, who betrayed his friends and joined the enemy, Peach Blossom gritted her teeth and said: "Okay, you white-eyed wolf, you have been backwater since he came for a few days, it's all my fault for co-authoring, he's so good?" ”

Xiao Er hurriedly waved his hand and explained: "I, I didn't mean that, Sister Peach Blossom is the best sister in the world, you have a lot of adults, don't worry about this brother." ”

"Look at his virtue, you call him brother? It's almost as good as he calls you brother! Peach Blossom rolled her eyes and muttered.

Xiao Er touched his naturally dark little face, and then looked at the young man's delicate handsome face, and lowered his head with inferiority.

Peach Blossom realized that she had said the wrong thing, and snorted lightly: "Okay, okay, what do you like to call him, let me ask you, where is the gentleman?" ”

"Hehe, Mr. went out early in the morning, and he said to go to Qi's mansion to have a look." Xiao Er's face turned cloudy and sunny, and he was smiling again.

Peach Blossom sighed and sighed: "Sir, he didn't know how to call me when he went to Qifu, I want to go too!" ”

Xiao Er covered his mouth and snickered: "Sister Peach Blossom, what are you doing in Qi's Mansion?" ”

"I, I'm naturally worried that Mr. will go out alone, oops, I can't understand you."

Little Peach Blossom's cheeks were slightly red, and when she raised her eyes, she saw that the young man was looking straight at herself.

"What do you see!" She let out a heartless roar and took the lead in getting up and leaving.

"What's wrong with her?" The boy asked.

Xiao Er couldn't help but smile, "She, she wants to see her sweetheart!" ”

"Hey, stinky boy, if you talk nonsense again, I'll beat you!" Peach Blossom, who hadn't gone far, turned around and came back, raising her fist and threatening.

"Wrong, wrong! I don't dare anymore! Xiao Er covered his head and hid behind the boy.

Only the boy and Peach Blossom looked at each other awkwardly.

……

Mr. Weng left early, and by the time he arrived at Qi's mansion, the sky was already white.

He gave the money to the coachman, and then walked towards the gate of the Qi Mansion.

When crossing the street, he happened to catch a horse-drawn carriage galloping by, and Mr. Weng dodged to the side of the road and waited.

At this time, a cool breeze deliberately blew through, lifting the corner of the curtain, revealing the face of the woman in the car.

Mr. Weng is more than half a hundred years old, and his heart is as boring as a dry well.

He tilted his head to the side, deliberately ignoring the scene, and even chatted with the street vendors.

The woman in the carriage had a white veil on her face, and she glanced at Mr. Weng with bright eyes, but she was once again covered by the sedan curtain when she fell back into the sedan car.

"If you really like this jade gourd pendant, I will make it cheaper for you, how about you think five taels of silver?" Hawker Road.

Mr. Weng's mouth rose slightly, and he nodded: "Wrap it up." ”

"Howler! I like happy people like you, and I will give you more wooden hairpins, don't dislike it! "The vendor wrapped things neatly, which was also a refreshing response.

Mr. Weng took the items in his arms and walked towards the Qi Mansion.

The janitor is very familiar with Mr. Weng, and Uncle Guo has advised him in the past, so he gave up the trouble of reporting and invited him directly in.

Mr. Weng followed the rules, first went to meet Uncle Qi Guo, heard some recent complicated things from Qi Chuwei's mouth, and then went to the Fufeng Courtyard.

The Breeze Courtyard was silent, and not even a little maid was seen.

Fortunately, Qi Liangzheng practiced swords in the courtyard, otherwise Mr. Weng would have to be cured.

"Didn't I tell you, kid, that you should pay more attention to your cultivation, why do you still use your skills?" Mr. Weng stepped forward to dodge the sword in the man's hand, and the head and face were slashed.

Qi Liangzheng didn't refute it, and walked towards the study by himself.

Seeing that the young man was in a bad mood, Mr. Weng sighed and caught up.

When his feet stepped into the threshold, he saw Qi Liangzheng sitting alone at the table drinking tea.

Mr. Weng also sat beside him, and reached out to call for him, but was dodged by the young man.

"Hmph, do you think I won't know you have injuries if you don't let me call the pulse?" Mr. Weng snorted coldly.

Qi Liang glanced at him, but raised his eyebrows slightly.

"As far as the posture of your sword dance just now, insiders can see that you are injured, let alone an old fox like me."

"Elder Weng, I'm fine, don't worry."

"You're fine, you're about to be in trouble!" Mr. Weng said bluntly, "Uncle Guo has told me everything, how long will you hide it from me?" …… Have you guessed the holy will of this little emperor? ”

Qi Liangzheng chuckled disdainfully, "Emperor's holy will, how dare Liang Zheng easily speculate, is there something wrong with Weng Lao's coming this time?" If it's all right, I'll go first. ”

After he finished speaking, he was about to get up, but was stopped by Mr. Weng, and his thin palm was just pressed on the young man's injured shoulder, and Qi Liangzheng trembled subconsciously.

Mr. Weng noticed that he was abnormal, and he knew it in his heart, and he forcibly cut the pulse for the young man.

"Hmph, you're smart, you won't be able to go anywhere knowing that I'm on the pulse, so you deliberately avoided me!" Mr. Weng glanced at him and got up to get a pen and paper.

Li Luoshun followed a prescription and advised: "You can give me an honest home to recuperate for this half month, and put it in advance from the Silver Whip Pavilion." ”

"I'm not going to the Silver Whip Pavilion," Qi Liangzheng's tone was as cold as the mist of an autumn morning, although it was not cold, it was already cool, "I'm going to find someone." ”

"Looking for someone, looking for whom?"

The young man raised his handsome eyes and said word by word, "I lost her." ”

……

The carriage that galloped in front of the Qi Mansion crossed a few long streets and alleys before stopping at the sparsely populated lakeside.

The coachman threw off his whip and got out of the car and respectfully moved the pedals.

"Girl, please come down." The coachman said.

The sedan curtain was lifted to reveal the woman's snow-white soft shoes, and she avoided the coachman's support and slowly stepped off the pedal.

The autumn wind swayed, blowing her snow-white dress swaying slightly, and she looked up at the painting boat by the lake, and she sneered in her heart.

A few charming maids walked under the painting boat and led the girl onto the boat.

Inside the painting boat, there is a beautiful heart-warming piano sound.

A woman sits in front of the piano table and strokes the strings, she is wearing a gold embroidered flower gauze skirt, her appearance is graceful and durable, and her demeanor and temperament between her fingers seem to be in it.

It can be said that the copper smell is like floating clouds, and the beauty does not eat the taste of the world.

And sitting next to the woman is the man who disgusts the girl to the extreme-Han Wuyi.

He was wearing the purple and gold brocade robe, and he bent his forehead to watch the girl slowly walk towards this side, and there was no trace of impatience on his face except for coldness.

It wasn't until the girl sat away that he frowned slightly to express his displeasure.

Lifted the veil, revealing that bright little face, Ying Zhichu looked at Han Wuyi coldly, "The Lord of the Han Pavilion is so affectionate, sitting and listening to the sound of the piano in the morning, it is really elegant." ”

The word Fengya was bitten out of a smile by her, and with the mockery on her face, it was even more ironic.

"Liang Zhen, are you angry that I tossed you here, or are you jealous that I toss you here?"

"Han Wuyi, I ate a few taels of wine before I taught you to say such drunken words?" Ying Zhichu tilted his head, and said quietly.

As soon as she finished speaking, the woman playing the piano peeked at her.

Han Wuyi's face showed anger, and he said, "Liang Zhen, I'm really used to your mouth talking nonsense!" You go, give me a hard slap of her! ”

He pointed his long finger at the lyre girl and commanded.