Yue Mengxin followed the bustard to a quiet courtyard, and there was less noise in the front yard, which calmed her anxious heart.

The old bustard pushed open the door and shouted to the inside: "Qingzhu, serve the prince well, the prince has taken a fancy to you, it is really a great blessing for you." ”

Seeing that there was no sound from the people in the room, the old bustard covered his mouth with a futon fan and chuckled: "Qingzhu, that girl is shy, Son, I won't disturb you for a night of spring supper." He gently closed the door for her and turned away.

Yue Mengxin walked into the room, the room was covered with festive red, looking at the flickering red double candles, she had a feeling of being a bridal officer, walked to the bed, picked up the Xipa with the folding fan in her hand, and stared at the green bamboo with a face like a peach blossom and a smile.

Qingzhu looked at her with a pair of eyes like autumn water, and called softly, "Childe, thank you." ”

She was arrested back to Baihualou today, her heart was like ashes, she made up her mind, she would rather commit suicide than accept guests, she didn't expect him to come, to buy her first night right, it turned out that he was not a cold and ruthless person, and hope was burning in her heart.

The candlelight was reflected on the man's body in front of her, like a fairy, quietly escaping from the dust, her eyes were full of love, she was his person tonight.

"Thank you, how can you thank you, no." Yue Mengxin had a smile on her face, she was just pitying her fate.

"Childe, the night is dark, Qingzhu serves Childe to sleep peacefully." Qingzhu stood up and walked over to her.

"No need, you go to sleep first, I'll stand for a while." Yue Mengxin turned around, avoiding Qingzhu's outstretched hand, and said in a cold tone.

"Childe, don't you want green bamboo? Is it dirty? Qingzhu's bright eyes instantly dimmed, and he stared at her quietly, his eyes revealing desolation.

"No, no, I've been practicing lately, and I can't get close to women, so you can sleep first." Yue Mengxin hurriedly explained that she didn't want people to know that she was a woman, and if she slept together, she would definitely wear a tie.

Walked to the window, stretched out his hand to push open the carved window lattice, looked at the sky of a round of moon, the moonlight flowed in, the gentle breeze blowing, blowing her front sleeves fluttering, like ink green silk flying with the wind, thinking about asking the bustard tomorrow, how much money to redeem her, if the bustard lion opened his mouth, then secretly snatch it back.

Looking at the man who looked like a heavenly man in front of him, Qingzhu felt a sense of filth in her heart, she was not worthy of him, and she felt miserable in her heart, so why did he buy his first night, give himself hope and make himself desperate, his lips bit blood, and secretly made a decision in his heart, whether he looked down on himself or not, she would be his person tonight, even if it was just a one-night grace, she would always keep this memory in the depths of her heart, he was the only man she fell in love with.

Qingzhu walked to the table, turned his back to Yue Mengxin, and took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms, which contained Baihualou's special Hehuansan, and poured Hehuansan into the tea with a trembling hand.

Yue Meng's eyes flashed with a complicated look and looked at Qingzhu, and a wry smile in her heart, she was too bad and a good person.

"Childe, let's have a cup of tea." Zhu Qing picked up the teacup and turned around, and walked in front of her with a smile, her eyes full of nervousness.

Taking the teacup, Yue Meng's heart was taken in one gulp, and a gentle smile appeared on her beautiful face: "Zhuqing, I will redeem you." ”

When Zhu Qing heard this, his heartstrings trembled, a warm current passed through his heart, tears slipped from his eyes, and he knelt on the ground: "Zhu Qing doesn't know how to thank his son for his great kindness and save Zhu Qing from the sea of suffering, three years ago, my father was the supervision of the imperial history, was framed by a traitor, copied the house, the man was sent to the frontier as a slave, and the woman was sent to the Qinglou as a prostitute. I didn't expect to meet someone as good as Childe. ”

"Get up, don't cry, it's not beautiful if you cry too much, smile and show me." Yue Mengxin stretched out her hands, and was about to help her up, whispering comfort, when she suddenly felt a little hot in her body.

Zhu Qing stood up, looked at the strange look on his face, knew that the medicine was attacking, leaned close to him, and said softly: "Childe, let Zhu Qing serve you." ”

Yue Mengxin took a few steps backwards and dodged, realizing that her body was wrong, her face suddenly became gloomy, an extremely cold light flashed in her dark pupils, and her voice was like ten thousand years of cold ice: "What did you put in the tea?" ”

"Childe, there is a happy family in the tea, tonight, you want Zhuqing." Zhu Qing stared at her, boldly reached out and gently untied the belt, and the red wedding dress fell to the ground silently.

The skin like condensation, the delicate body that trembled slightly, was exposed in front of Yue Mengxin, enchanting and beautiful.

If you change to a man, you can't control yourself for a long time, and you will definitely take her into your arms and love her well, and Wushan will turn over the clouds and rain.

Yuemeng's heart was embarrassed for a moment, she didn't expect Qingzhu to put aphrodisiacs in the tea, she couldn't save people, she hurt herself, the heat flow kept churning in her body, and her face was dyed with a layer of red.

"Childe, Zhuqing just wants to be a childe's person, even if it's just this night's grace, there is no antidote to this Hehuan San." Zhu Qing slowly stepped forward, a pair of white jade arms like snow hugged him, his eyes showed infatuation, and the whispers in his ear were as gentle as water.

Yue Mengxin suppressed the heat of her body, her face was gloomy and terrible, there was no open fire in her heart, she stretched out her hand and slammed her palm on her neck, Qingzhu felt that her eyes were dark, and her body fell into her arms.

Yue Mengxin picked up the person in her arms and put it on the bed, gently covered it with a thin brocade quilt, looked at her charming face, the anger disappeared in a blink of an eye, and a wave of pity came to her heart, in the end, she was just a poor woman, and sighed lightly.

The body is like a fire, sit down, and search in my mind for whether there is a way to solve the medicine, but I found nothing, do I really want to find a man to solve it.

Looking down at Qingzhu, this woman always caused trouble by herself, her eyes flickered, the heat in her body continued to devour her reason, she gritted her teeth, she was going to be a flower thief tonight.

If you find a man, you have to find a handsome one, without Lan Nianrong's peerless appearance, at least she has to be beautiful, she doesn't want to find an ugly and ugly man, push open the door, and a charming, disappear into the night.

A remote attic of Baihualou is covered in the pine and cypress, the middle of the house is covered with exquisite carpets, there are red sandalwood carved furniture, there are several landscape ink paintings hanging on the wall, the mahogany bed is hung with white curtains around it, there is a guqin on the desk next to the bed, four mahogany carved birds are placed behind the couch, and the house is burning with sandalwood, which fills the whole room.

A girl wearing a purple light gauze walked in with a black decoction in her hand, put the decoction on the table, and gently lifted the curtain.

There was a man sitting on the bed, looking down at the scroll in his hand, and in the four corners of the curtain were the priceless night pearls as big as goose eggs, and the soft light of the night pearls illuminated the tent.

"Childe, it's time for soup." Yahuan stepped forward with the decoction and said softly.

"Put it on the table and get out." The man seemed to be immersed in the book, and said lightly.

"Yes, Childe." A hint of admiration flashed in Yahuan's eyes, and she walked out with her head down, closing the door gently.

Yue Mengxin walked around on the roof of Baihualou, and didn't see the man who could enter his eyes, the heat in his body was burning, his body was hot, biting the tip of his tongue, Chu Pain suppressed the heat, and people flew to the attic unconsciously.

Through the window, she saw a man sitting on the bed, and a ghostly figure flew in through the window.

Yue Mengxin entered the room, and smelled a strong medicinal fragrance, through the light of the night pearl, and saw the man's face clearly, slightly stunned, and his deep black eyes were full of amazement.

The pitch-black green silk is scattered behind him, the delicate facial features like beautiful jade, charming and handsome, a pair of narrow black phoenix eyes like a bottomless abyss, deeply inhaled, unable to take his eyes off, half of the lips are like cherry blossoms, and his face is a little sickly pale, but it adds a bit of strange beauty.

His appearance and Lan Nianrong have their own merits, Lan Nianrong is an elegant, not a trace of dust white lotus, and the man in front of him is a delicate and charming poppy.

"Who are you?" The man's voice was as cold as ice, frowned, and stared at the person who suddenly broke in in front of him, here he went down to the enchantment, and ordinary people couldn't get here.

Yue Mengxin moistened her dry red lips, she decided that it was this man, took a few steps forward, her eyes flowed, and a faint smile overflowed on her lips: "I'm a vixen, I'm here to accompany my son for one night." ”

Stretched out his hand to pull the white ribbon on his head, a green silk poured down, the wind outside the window blew in, the clothes fluttered, and he slowly walked to the bed like a Lingbo fairy.

The man held his breath, looking at the dress he thought he was a teenager, but he didn't expect it to be a woman, he had seen a lot of stunning women, none of them could compare to the peerless posture of the woman in front of him, a brilliant and bright face, a pair of clear eyes like water, charming and moving, seductive and soulful, like a blooming lily in the dark, mysterious and enchanting.

The man regained his consciousness for a moment, he saw that she had no ill will towards him, and his eyes were indifferent: "Girl, please go back." ”

Yue Mengxin couldn't suppress the heat in her heart, the heat flow tortured herself in her body, and the whole person pounced on the man, and the skin touched instantly, and she couldn't help but let out a coquettish sound.

Touching his body, the heat in his body seemed to be much colder, and there was a faint medicinal fragrance on his body, which made her slightly addicted.

The man didn't expect this woman to pounce on her, and he was surprised, he didn't expect her to be so bold and touch her skin, which was hot and hot.

"You've been stricken." With a slight wave of his hand, the man pointed at Yue Mengxin's acupoint and looked at her calmly.

Yue Mengxin glared at him, she took the initiative to dedicate herself, he was still like this to himself, a burst of anger surged in his heart, the fire in his body seemed to burn her into ashes, he knew that he had been san by Hehuan, that proof......

"Yes, you have an antidote?"

"No, this is a special medicine made by Baihualou, only men and women have a happy time, there is no antidote." The man looked at her bright eyes, a little unbearable to break her dreams.

"No, you can unlock my acupoint, if you don't want me to accompany you, then I'll go find someone else." Yue Mengxin's eyes dimmed instantly, and she bit the tip of her tongue lightly, blood flowed out from the corners of her mouth, and the pain made her maintain her last sanity.

The man's eyes stared at her, this woman was full of mystery, and when he heard that she was going to accompany others, his heart felt uncomfortable.

"Hurry up, I can't stand it, if it drags on like this, maybe I'll meet an ugly and ugly old man, and I'm going to find a beautiful man." Yue Mengxin saw that he was reluctant to unlock his acupoint, and his voice was a little hoarse.

She can't tell whether her body is angry or hot now, she is full of flames, will she burn herself to death if she continues like this, a mocking smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, why is she so unlucky.

When the man heard this, his handsome face became gloomy, and an ignorant anger rose in his heart.

Looking at the woman in her arms, her white face was flushed, coquettish, shortness of breath, and her eyes were slight, knowing that she had reached her limit.

"Girl, offended." The man quickly untied her acupoint, his face slightly red.