The series of movements was so fast that the men and women on the bed woke up and sat up, looked at the intact doors and windows, and said in a daze: "What happened?" ”

The woman smiled, put her arms around the man, and said petitely: "My lord, isn't the slave family cheap?" If you don't cherish it, it's about time. ”

As he spoke, the man immediately understood, and hurriedly turned over, as if everything just now had not appeared.

Rong Zhao walked out, and happened to witness the entire Red House from the third floor, and there were small servants on the first floor moving tables, all listless.

He was about to walk down, when suddenly, a middle-aged woman with heavy makeup came out of a door opposite, the woman was wearing gorgeous clothes, carrying a jade bracelet on her hand, and the skin on her chest was largely exposed, but her temperament was very restrained.

When Rong Zhao saw her, she also saw Rong Zhao.

She didn't scream, just smiled, and then asked in a voice that was just right for the two of them to hear, "What does Childe want to do?" ”

Rong Zhao didn't want to kill innocents, so he said coldly: "Find someone." ”

The woman took advantage of this kung fu and walked over slowly, her waist swayed lightly, looked at Rong Zhao, and smiled amorously: "I don't know who the son recruits?" ”

"Yu Wensheng."

Rong Zhao saw that when he said these words, the woman's pupils suddenly contracted, and the movements under her feet were also a little flustered.

"The whole person that Childe is looking for, there is no slave here."

Rong Zhao had long been until she would say this, and with a "bang", the sword was unsheathed.

"I know you're until he, take me to him."

At this time, the woman's face was no longer full of spring breeze, and her body was no longer weak, and she stood stiffly, looking at the long sword around her neck, and her hand was clenched tightly.

The woman opened her mouth and was about to say something.

Suddenly, the door opened in a room in the far corner of the third floor, and a cold-eyed woman dressed in white came out and said softly, "Childe, please come with me." ”

Rong Zhao nodded, put away his sword, ignored the woman beside him, and walked over slowly.

The woman's room is much more elegant, with a screen of a lady's picture just blocking the bed, and some delicate porcelain is neatly placed around.

Qingtian summoned Rong for a cup of tea and said, "The slave family's name is Qingtian, can the son go to find Yuwen Gongzi?" ”

Rong Zhao nodded, his gaze scanning the room.

Qingtian said: "Yuwen Gongzi is not here with the slave. ”

Rong raised his eyebrows and did not speak.

"To be honest, we have never known the whereabouts of Yuwen Gongzi, but recently Yuwen Gongzi will often come at noon, and we can only wait for Gongzi to arrive, so the little girl doesn't know how to tell Gongzi."

Rong Zhao clenched his long sword and said, "I'll wait." ”

Qingtian nodded, looked at the tea on the table that had not moved, turned back to the dresser, and continued his movements.

There was too much silence between the two, Qingtian looked at the bewitching face in the bronze mirror, and suddenly said, "Childe is a friend of Miss Xiuyue?" ”

Unexpectedly, the other party actually went to Xiuyue, Rong Zhao looked up at the woman and did not speak.

Qingtian smiled softly and said: "Childe doesn't have to be cautious, the slave maid is just the maid of Yuwen Gongzi, I am fortunate to have met Miss Xiuyue, today Childe named my son-in-law, and he has the brand of Rongfu on his body, compared to Miss Xiuyue's accident." ”

I didn't expect this woman's insight to be so strong, Rong Zhao raised her eyebrows and said: "Oh? So Xiuyue is very familiar with your son-in-law? ”

Qingtian smiled softly again, turned around and said, "Don't dare to talk about Yuwen Gongzi, Gongzi forgive me." ”

Rong Zhao nodded, and just sat and looked out the window, neither of them spoke.

When there were still two hours before noon, there was finally a knock on Qingtian's door, Rong Zhao frowned and looked at the door, Qingtian got up and went to open the door.

Outside the door, standing was the original woman.

Seeing that Rong Zhao was still there, the woman couldn't help but turn a hundred faces, but she still raised a smile and said, "I'm sorry to disturb the child." ”

Seeing that the woman had regained her composure and calm posture, Rong Zhao couldn't help but look up at the red building in his heart, this woman in the red mansion is so atmospheric, it is not simple.

He's ready to have someone take a good look at it.

Qingtian looked at the old bustard and asked, "Is there something wrong with Mom?" ”

The old bustard quietly came over and whispered, "That guest made a fuss yesterday again, you go and show up." ”

Qingtian nodded, looked back at Rong Zhao, and said, "Childe, let's drink tea in the house first, and the little girl will go back when she goes." ”

Rong Zhao put the long sword behind his back and said, "It's okay, I'll go with me." ”

At this moment, Qingtian had no choice but to turn his head to look at the old bustard on the side.

The old bustard smiled and said, "It's okay, if the son wants to go, let's go." ”

Rong Zhao was worried that this woman was running around, although it was still easy to find a woman in this city that never sleeped, but the delay might make Xiu Yue fall into a point where he could not recover, and he had to follow this woman.

As soon as the three of them reached the second floor, they heard the sound of something breaking in a room, and at the same time, it was the crying of a woman.

The old bustard's woman next to her immediately trotted over, pushed open the door and shouted: "Guest, guest, take it easy, Qingtian is here, oops, here." ”

The sound of smashing things in the room slowly stopped.

Even so, Qingtian still walked unfast and slowly, as if something was going on in front of him.

In the room in front, a disheveled woman had walked out, and when the woman saw Qingtian, she glared fiercely, and then slowly moved away behind the bustard.

Qingtian finally walked to the door, and the moment she stood at the door, a bright smile filled her face, which was dazzling and gentle, and warmly seductive.

Rong Zhao looked at the woman curiously, because he could clearly see that his eyes were still cold.

The man in the house was a guest, and he didn't see Qingtian yesterday, so he casually found a girl to stay overnight, but he didn't expect to wake up in the morning and start making trouble, so he had to find Qingtian.

Seeing Qingtian, the man finally walked out with a lewd smile.

The man was very fat, his clothes were not properly dressed, and a large piece of flesh was exposed in front of people like that, but Qingtian still did not change his face, greeted him with a smile, and said: "Thanks to the love of the son, Qingtian is polite." ”

The man stretched out his hand and touched it, and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's good to see Miss Qingtian." ”

Qingtian lowered his eyebrows softly, smiled and did not speak.

The man still wanted to continue moving, but his hands were not honest, "It's better that it's not too early this day, so I won't go back first." Bustard, the money is for you. So saying, he threw out a piece of silver.

The old bustard took it in his hand, and he only felt that it was a hot potato.

She looked at Qingtian, stepped forward with a wry smile, put the silver back on the man's waist with a hook of her hand, quietly pulled Qingtian behind her, and said with a smile: "Childe, you are embarrassed, you must know that the rules of the Red Mansion do not allow guests to stay during the day." ”

As soon as the man came back to life, he said loudly: "Who set the rules." ”

"I'll do it." A gentle voice suddenly came from the top of the staircase.

Rong Zhao, who had been standing next to him silently, suddenly turned his head and looked at the man who was walking slowly.

The man was wearing a water-blue robe, and a cyan jade pendant at his waist complemented the clothes. The smile on the man's face was very bright, and his voice was extremely gentle, like a noble son who was as beautiful as jade.

The pot-bellied man on the side looked at Yu Wensheng with disdain and said, "Who are you?" ”

At this time, the old bustard on the side seemed to see the life-saving benefactor, took two steps forward, and said: "This is our honored guest of the Red Mansion, and the named master of our Red Mansion." ”

Rong Zhao found that Yu Wensheng's appearance really relieved the old bustard and the rest of the women who were originally tense on the side.

The pot-bellied man looked at Yu Wensheng twice more and said, "A little white face, what's the matter, how much silver did he pay, and I gave double." ”

The old bustard frowned and said, "Childe, this is not a silver ......."

The words are not finished. Because Yu Wensheng on the side suddenly stretched out a hand, which happened to block in front of the bustard, making her words swallow back.

Yu Wensheng chuckled and said, "Fifty thousand taels." “

The pot-bellied man on the side had a stiff face, but he still stiffened his neck and said, "It's just 50,000 taels of silver, Lao Tzu is out." “

It's a big deal, go back and take out that coffin book from my father, I can't lose this face now!

Yu Wensheng smiled again and said happily: "It's fifty thousand taels, gold." “

As soon as these words came out, the originally arrogant man on the side suddenly widened his eyes, looked at Yu Wensheng, and was speechless in a daze.

Since he didn't speak, Yu Wensheng naturally spoke: "If the guest wants to set this rule, he can naturally put down 100,000 taels of gold, and then this rule is set by the guest." “

He emphasized gold.

The face of the man on the other side suddenly turned bad, and he looked at Yu Wensheng, as if there was fire in his little eyes.

The man lifted his pants, glanced at Lao Bustard and Yu Wensheng coldly, turned around and said fiercely: "You guys wait for me." “

At the same time, Rong Zhao saw Yu Wensheng's fingers move lightly, and he didn't know what had already fallen on the man's hair.

He secretly said in his heart: It seems that this man will not die soon.

Everything finally calmed down, and without Qingtian speaking, Rong Zhao naturally stepped forward and walked to the opposite side of Yu Wensheng, "Xiuyue is dying, I want you to save her." “

Yu Wensheng was not surprised at all, but frowned and said, "Why should I listen to you." “

Rong Zhao's hand clenched the long sword again, and he also smiled: "I will naturally let you listen to me." “

The old bustard on the side looked at this scene, although he was very scared, but he really didn't want to leave. Two men who are evenly divided, one with a gentle smile with a hidden crisis, and the other with a cold smile with a cruel and cunning.

It's really a beautiful picture.

Yu Wensheng gently touched the ring on his thumb with his finger and said, "In that case, let's go over there." ”

So happy, Rong Zhao said coldly: "What conditions." ”

Yu Wensheng laughed: "Half Moon Sword." ”

The people around him all showed an unknown feeling, but Qingtian seemed to think that Yu Wensheng didn't think it was strange to do anything.

Rong Zhao's eyes stared at Yu Wensheng, and his heart was shocked.

He thought that since that incident, no one had continued to pursue the matter of the Half Moon Sword.

Rong Zhao's eyes were indifferent, Xiuyue had to be saved, but the sword couldn't be given either.

"I'm in my hands."

Yu Wensheng was not prepared to debunk Rong Zhao's lie at all, and shrugged his shoulders and said, "Since this is the case, then I will change the condition." ”

Raise your eyebrows.

"I'll ask you for a maid." Yu Wensheng's eyes were innocent.