Chapter 32: The Filth on the Body
"It's our Oiran boy!"
The man who had just come out of Wei Guogong's study, because of this teasing sound, unconsciously paused, he glanced at the person who made this sound, the corners of his eyes were full of resentment, and the fists that fell on both sides were clenched together, and the green muscles were fully displayed.
His identity is the most painful part of his heart, and it is the dirt that he wants to wash away with all his might.
He turned sideways to Wei Lingfeng on the side, looked at each other, and said angrily: "Wei Lingfeng! What do you mean? But as soon as the words fell, he remembered the great cause that had not been accomplished, and swallowed back that anger again.
Turn around and want to leave.
And his appearance made the mocker even worse.
"Oh! Look at my head. I haven't seen you for a long time, and I forgot for a while, brother, that you don't like this title the most. Wei Lingfeng pretended to apologize, but the sarcasm on the corner of his mouth was even worse.
The man turned to leave, but the disdainful snort behind him made his hands, which had not yet let go, clenched a little tighter again.
He greeted his own servant, and listened to him be upset for himself: "Master, the third son is too much!" ”
It's true that it's too much of a deception, but who is this complaining, who let himself have such a background?
The man smiled helplessly and bitterly, and a sharp edge flashed in his bottomless eyes.
"It's okay, we put the great cause first, and speak with our ability!"
"Yes, since ancient times, heroes don't ask about their origins, don't say, you are still the eldest son of the prince."
Eldest son? A strange smile appeared on the corner of the man's mouth, and the pace under his feet quickened a little. I don't have time to pay attention to the gardens, landscapes, pavilions and pavilions of the Guogong Mansion. ,
When he came to the gate of the Guogong Mansion and was about to get on the horse, he suddenly remembered something, turned around and asked the attendant on the side: "Yuan Qi, the casino in the east of the city is Wei Lingfeng's territory." ”
"Yes!" Yuan Qi replied a little puzzled, what the master meant by asking. After a while, I heard him say again: "Find a few clever ones to add joy to the third son's business, it is best to see the red ones, the more the better, the more lively the better." ”
"This..." Yuan Qi hesitated, but then nodded in response. What Grandpa Guo dislikes the most is that he is too public, what the master commands like this, he knows in his heart. But what he was afraid of was that it would make a big fuss and be involved.
The man rolled over and got on his horse, his eyebrows slackening a lot.
They had barely walked half a mile when they were caught by an oncoming carriage.
He stopped his horse, and watched the carriage approach, and his face could not help but become a little solemn again.
"Yes......" Yuan Qi was about to say something, but after seeing his master's face, he closed his mouth.
The carriage had arrived in front of him, and as he passed by, a familiar and unfamiliar face peeked out of the window.
That face is seven or eight similar to his own, but his fate is very different.
The two looked at each other, and the moment their eyes met, he saw a warm smile in the man's clear and clean eyes.
They nodded lightly to each other, with just the right amount of distance.
The carriage was gone, but the man on the horse was still standing in place, his eyes following the back of the carriage away, and unconsciously, a light gathered together, mixed with desire, jealousy and destruction.