The gods and Buddhas are known as compassion and compassion for all sentient beings.

Even the most vicious people believe it to a greater or lesser extent.

Before the age of fourteen, Yan Hui believed.

After the age of sixteen, Yan Huo no longer believed it.

That fire burned his body, his faith, his future, and his warmth.

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Ascend the fairy tower, ascend the fairyland.

As soon as I entered, the sound of glamour rippled in my heart. Thousands of charming women, light clothes and thin shirts, clever smiles, like butterflies shuttling around. Occasionally stopped at the side of a benefactor, with affectionate eyebrows and soft words.

Yan Hui, who was at the beginning of the crown, entered the Dengxian Building surrounded by a group of fox friends and dog friends.

One of them shouted: "Today is our Yan Ye's birthday, hurry up and call out the qin, chess, calligraphy and painting." ”

The old bustard, who still had charm and flowers, twisted his waist and walked over, waving a handkerchief on his chest, "Oh, today is the birthday of the prince of the county, and the slave family is here to congratulate the prince." Lord Wang, please come here. ”

The group went up to the private room on the second floor, and Liu Gongzi directly occupied a seat, "What are you doing here, don't you go to call qinqi, calligraphy and painting." Today is a big day for our Yan Ye, if you make Yan Ye unhappy, don't open your Dengxian Tower. ”

The old bustard smiled and said: "Master, the four girls of qin, chess, calligraphy and painting are so likable, you don't know, I can't help it if you urge me." Previously, the slave family didn't know that today was the birthday of the prince of the county, otherwise they would definitely have time to spare. ”

Liu Gongzi immediately raised his eyebrows, "Are you blaming Ben Gongzi for not greeting you in advance!" ”

"Hey, master, what did you say, how dare the slave family. However, although the qinqi, calligraphy and painting can't all come, Qinji is empty. If the master doesn't dislike it, the slave family will go and call her. ”

"Then what are you doing with the pestle, hurry up!"

After the old bustard left, Liu Gongzi glanced at Yan Huo, who was lazily nestled on the soft couch. With his right hand on the armrest, he poured himself a white jade wine jug. A few drops of wine ran down the corners of his lips, across the Adam's apple, and into the placket. I don't know how he got it, his neat clothes have become messy. The slightly open placket revealed a small piece of white and thin chest.

Casual and leisurely, the eyes hidden under the mask are half-drooping, looking very careless, but there is a sense of color around him.

Liu Gongzi suddenly understood why even though Yan Hui's appearance was like a demon, there were still so many beauties in this Dengxian Tower who flocked to him.

The sigh didn't stay long, and it was easily suppressed by contempt and contempt.

After a while, Qin Jilian walked over, followed by Qin Tong.

Qin Ji saluted, her voice was like snow, and there was a bit of evocative charm in the coldness. "Kotohime has seen all of you. The grooming was delayed for some time, and I hope the sons will not be surprised. ”

Although Qin Ji is the head of the four major Oiran of Dengxian Tower, when it comes to appearance, she is not as good as the other three. But she has a unique taste, and no matter how others follow suit, it is just an imitation.

"Miss Qinhime, come on, sit here." A man walked over and reached out to pull her.

Kotohime dodged, curling her fingers behind her back. "I heard that today is the birthday of the prince of the county, Qin Jite prepared a song to congratulate him."

The man's eyebrows were gloomy, and he wanted to drag Qin Ji, but the latter took a few steps back and walked to the piano table.

The piano boy set the piano and took the incense burner from the side and put it on the forehead.

After Qin Ji sat down, she bowed slightly towards them, and her eyes were fixed on Yan Hui. "Kotohime is ugly."

The sound of the piano is melodious and slowly sounds. It was originally a land of wind and moon, but it became an elegant place in an instant.

The so-called sound of heaven, but that's it.

Someone gathered at Yan Hui's side, pointing at Qin Ji, eyebrows and eyes were obscene, and foul words were spit out of his mouth.

"Eh, Yan Hui, you're not interesting enough to do this. How many girls in this Dengxian Building are in a hurry to say hello to you, and now one of the four major Oiran has not escaped your palm. What kind of ecstasy soup do you have, and why do these women like you so much? He saw that Qin Ji looked at Yan Huo from time to time, jealous and envious of his good fortune, so he asked. If there is really any way to cheat, he also wants to enjoy such glamorous blessings.

Yan Huo glanced at him casually, and directly poured the freshly poured wine on his face.

The man was stunned and furious. "Yan Hui, what do you mean?"

Yan Huo leaned back, pouring like ink and green silk. He squinted at the man, and said sarcastically: "If you can take the initiative to gouge out your eyeballs, maybe these girls will like you." Although they are Qinglou women, they don't like to be looked at so disgustingly. Moreover, most of them are hard-working women who do not sell their bodies, and one day they will take their innocent bodies to be good and find a good husband and children. If you want to fill the backyard, it's better to go to the Spring Festival Building opposite. ”

A speech, the room was silent. Kotohime stopped, hesitating whether to continue. The rest of the people who were gathered around to talk about men also looked at Yan Huo with a stunned expression.

They seemed to know Yan Huo on the first day, and their expressions were funny, but they pleased Yan Hui.

"You-" The man's face turned blue with anger, he seemed to understand something, and suddenly realized: "No wonder you are so popular in Dengxian Tower, you rely on this mouth to please these sluts." Hmph, what do you think you're a good thing? If you take off your mask, those sluts won't be scared out of you. ”

As he spoke, he jerked his hand to uncover Yan Hui's mask. Yan Hui instinctively guarded against it, but in this way, it would inevitably reveal the matter of the martial arts.

His face was instantly gloomy, and his hideous and terrifying face became more and more terrifying.

"What are you doing?" Yan Huo's voice was extremely low, as if squeezed out of between his teeth. Four simple words, like falling into an ice cellar.

Infinite fear rose in the man's heart, and he swallowed his saliva and tried to look away. But the body seemed to be controlled by someone, and he couldn't move. But in the end, he still couldn't pull his face, so he could only stalk his neck, and said sharply on the outside and inside: "I want everyone to see your face that is uglier than a ghost!" Yan Hui, I'll give you face to come today, uncle, otherwise it's rare to accompany you, a wicked species, to visit the kiln. ”

When Liu Gongzi heard this, he felt bad. didn't care about anything else, so he rushed over directly, trying to pull the man away. "Shut up, don't say it, are you crazy!"

This sentence not only did not soothe him, but stimulated him to forget his fear. He pushed Liu Gongzi away, and no longer concealed the disdain, spitt, and clear sight in his heart. "Yan Hui, you go back and ask your dead mother, and ask him whose seed you are. Hmph, General Yan fought in all directions, majestic in all directions, it's not good, and he is not a turtle grandson who raises a son for others. Your mother looks like a fairy, but in fact she is a shameless slut. It's a shame that they died early, otherwise the secret would have been revealed long ago. At that time, even if General Yan is still alive, he can't wait to pull a hair and hang himself! Hahahaha. ”

He spoke freely and relievedly, completely oblivious to Yan Hui's gradually reddening Yan Jing and hideous and distorted face.

"For the sake of you being the leader of the wrongs for so long, Uncle Ben kindly tells you that this matter is not Uncle Ben's leakage, you ask them, ask this person who has a little bit of face in the capital, who doesn't know the little in your family." Since he "befriended" Yan Hui, no matter where he goes, he has spent Yan Hui's silver. He seemed to be compassionate to tell the truth, but now he is not afraid to tell the truth, and his posture has begun to rise high.

He didn't feel anything wrong. Originally, after the death of General Yan, the Yan Mansion was not as good as day by day. If it weren't for the Holy Mercy, take care of it a little. He may have become a beggar long ago. What qualifications does a person like him have to be on an equal footing with them!

Obviously, if it weren't for Yan Hui to continue to be the wronged leader, he would have put on this posture early.

"Hmph, I've been holding it for so long, I don't even know how to appreciate Uncle Ben's kindness, and I dare to accuse Uncle Ben, you sin-ah!" Before he could finish his sentence, he was hit hard in the face. Under the violent impact, my brain was a little dazed.

Punch after punch, raining down.

He wanted to resist, but when he saw those red eyes and the face that was more vicious than a ghost, all emotions were suddenly withdrawn, and he could only hold his head stupidly, crying and screaming instinctively, but he didn't even escape......

Following.

Yan Huo knelt in the imperial study.

Murong Yao finished correcting a book, put it aside, and picked up another one...... It was about half an hour before he stopped.

He glanced at Yan Hui, who was silent and full of anger, and subtle satisfaction flashed in his eyes, and then he sighed.

He spoke freely and relievedly, completely oblivious to Yan Hui's gradually reddening Yan Jing and hideous and distorted face.

"For the sake of you being the leader of the wrongs for so long, Uncle Ben kindly tells you that this matter is not Uncle Ben's leakage, you ask them, ask this person who has a little bit of face in the capital, who doesn't know the little in your family." Since he "befriended" Yan Hui, no matter where he goes, he has spent Yan Hui's silver. He seemed to be compassionate to tell the truth, but now he is not afraid to tell the truth, and his posture has begun to rise high.

He didn't feel anything wrong. Originally, after the death of General Yan, the Yan Mansion was not as good as day by day. If it weren't for the Holy Mercy, take care of it a little. He may have become a beggar long ago. What qualifications does a person like him have to be on an equal footing with them!

Obviously, if it weren't for Yan Hui to continue to be the wronged leader, he would have put on this posture early.

"Hmph, I've been holding it for so long, I don't even know how to appreciate Uncle Ben's kindness, and I dare to accuse Uncle Ben, you sin-ah!" Before he could finish his sentence, he was hit hard in the face. Under the violent impact, my brain was a little dazed.

Punch after punch, raining down.

He wanted to resist, but when he saw those red eyes and the face that was more vicious than a ghost, all emotions were suddenly withdrawn, and he could only hold his head stupidly, crying and screaming instinctively, but he didn't even escape......

Following.

Yan Huo knelt in the imperial study.

Murong Yao finished correcting a book, put it aside, and picked up another one...... It was about half an hour before he stopped.

He glanced at Yan Hui, who was silent and full of anger, and subtle satisfaction flashed in his eyes, and then he sighed.