Rouge Hutong is famous for being dotted with several Qinglou Chu Pavilions, which were once very prosperous, but only for a while.

Nowadays, the Holy God has expressly forbidden the officials of the Great Zhou Dynasty to come to such a place. Therefore, the rouge alley, which was once so prosperous, now has signs of decay and is about to become yesterday's yellow flower.

Zheng Wenhao stayed in Rouge Hutong for a while, changed the top cards of the three families, and finally barely suppressed the interest that was about to be dispersed and had a good time.

"Master." The little guy waiting outside saw Zheng Wenhao's face when he came out, obviously because the internal fire was not vented, so he carefully stepped forward and handed over the reins and bent down.

Zheng Wenhao took the reins and stepped on the little guy to turn over on the horse, and at the same time spat and scolded: "What a top card, wild is wild, it is too old to gnaw." ”

The little girl said in his heart, there are so many fresh and tender little ladies in the family, you dislike the east and dislike the west, you have to come out to spend money to suffer this crime, isn't this self-inflicted!

But on the surface, he still had to be respectful, "Then the master will go home." ”

Zheng Wenhao raised his horsewhip, and his heart was unhappy.

He thought about going back to the mansion to find out if there was a little girl who could look at him, in short, he had to open another bag today to relieve the depression in his heart.

The Qingqing Poetry Society was seized, and it would be a lot of inconvenience to lure the little lady into the bait in the future, and Zheng Wenhao was not happy when he thought about it.

Whipping back on the sparsely populated road, he had just turned another street, when he saw a figure in front of him, he hurriedly grabbed the reins, and the horse under him raised his front hooves high, and the others were almost overturned.

The little girl hurriedly jumped off and immediately stepped forward to check the situation, and saw a little lady lying under the master's horse's hooves, and the food box carried by her with a flat pole had been turned over, and the two cakes in it were still steaming on the ground.

"I didn't step on her." After Zheng Wenhao controlled the horse, he obviously saw the situation in front of him clearly, and he also dismounted at this time.

Of course, the reason that caught his attention and made him dismount was that the little lady lying on the ground had a rather beautiful appearance.

"I guess I'm scared." The little maid glanced at Zheng Wenhao, "Master, otherwise we don't care, maybe her family will find her soon." ”

"Are you threatening me?" Zheng Wenhao's face was angry again, he looked at the little lady in front of him and touched his chin and said, "Master wants to watch this little lady wake up in person." ”

After speaking, he handed the reins to the little maid and dragged the little lady into the dark alley...... The delicate and soft little lady made him suddenly interested again, and his body was swollen.

"Master." The little guy was a little scared and didn't dare to dissuade him, so he loosened the reins and chased him in directly, "This ......"

"It's a big deal to put it in the house, anyway, a pastry seller won't have any backbone, and it's not a matter of dozens of silver."

He said again: "Don't sweep the master's Yaxing, don't guard it on the side." After saying that, he began to loosen his belt.

"Whose horse is this, why is there no one to take care of it at the entrance of the alley?" A little lady seemed to be happy and angry, and her voice seemed to be delicate and angry, and she seemed to be singing softly in this silent night.

Zheng Wenhao and the little guys around him looked at the alley together......

As far as the eye could see, a carriage was parked, and the curtain of the carriage was lifted, revealing the figure of a little lady looking out.

The lantern on the carriage flickered slightly, illuminating the little lady with a swaying posture.

The crimson sleeves are embroidered with silk threads, and the dazzling light is lined with a snow-white wrist, and the slender fingers painted with Kodan are pulling the curtain, as if calling you.

Zheng Wenhao was immediately interested, and immediately felt that the little lady selling pastries under his feet was vulgar and abnormal.

He unconsciously took two steps forward, his eyes unblinking, looking at the beautiful scenery in front of him.

The crimson sleeves cover half of the delicate little face, and the exposed skin can be blown apart, exuding an almost transparent powder.

The slightly raised lips reveal a sense of arrogance, which makes people feel that they are not close and want to be close very much.

The willow eyebrows are curved, tickling people's hearts. A cinnabar mole between the eyebrows made people's hearts feel as if they had been hit, making Zheng Wenhao's chest swell with blood.

He felt that his throat and eyes were dry, and his feet were like stepping on clouds, and he had no roots, so he took two steps forward, wanting to see the little face that was going to hook him again.

But suddenly, the curtain was lowered without warning, and he only had time to see the little hand as white and tender as the green onion section retracted, and the last sentence came from inside: "Let's go!" ”

The carriage moved forward slowly, the grand scene in front of him was not there, Zheng Wenhao's heart felt empty, and his soul was not guarded.

The beauty is picturesque, but he hasn't seen it clearly, how can he see the seductive half of the face, what does it look like, in order to make people willing!

Let's go! She said let's go! She said let him go too!

Zheng Wenhao walked to the side of the horse, and he didn't need to step on the horse anymore, so he couldn't wait to jump up.

"Master, this ......" The little girl looked at the little lady who was still dizzy in the alley, and looked embarrassed and worried.

The little lady in the carriage is naturally not as bullying as the little lady who buys cakes at night!

But he could only follow with trepidation, but fortunately, this little lady only traveled in a carriage and had no entourage by his side.

As soon as the master and servant left the alley, two black shadows fell from the height, and there was no sound under their feet, only the sound of the sword re-sheathing.

In the dead of night, you can only hear the sound of wheels rolling and horses' hooves not far away.

The two glanced at each other, and one of them bent down to probe the little lady's snort on the ground, and replied: "Master, the person fainted, and there is no big problem." ”

The other man bowed his head, his eyes looked deep and shining at the street in the dark night, how could the figure in the carriage just now look so similar......

No way!

He quickly dismissed his idea.

Li Jiu still doesn't understand, how can he be so graceful.

Even a person like him, who was so calm, was shocked just now.

How could it be a rough Li Jiu?

Huo Xiaoting slightly hooked the corners of his lips under the black scarf and laughed at himself.

But listening to that voice, although unfamiliar, it is full of familiarity, where should I have heard it, and it is impossible to remember it for a while.

The knife had already been unsheathed just now, if it weren't for such a person who suddenly appeared and hooked Zheng Wenhao's soul away, his life would have been lost at this time.

Either way, it's no accident. Zheng Wenhao has done all the bad things, and it is not surprising that he has enemies.

However, the group of people in the carriage just now was defeated, and Zheng Wenhao will definitely take more precautions in the future.

It's not difficult to kill him, but it's difficult to be unaware of ghosts, not to mention that he has Dali Siqing behind him.

And one more day of keeping him will give him one more day of opportunity to harm others.

"Master, are we going to do it today?" Qiu Ze's words interrupted Huo Xiaoting's thoughts.

"Hmm." Huo Xiaoting under the black scarf bowed, "You send people to a safe place and come to me again." Before he finished speaking, the figure had disappeared.

How could Qiu Ze feel that the soul of his little grandfather Huo was also taken away by the little lady in the carriage?!