For a long time, Shen Ao thought that his Yaya Mountain House was dark enough, but who knew that he would encounter even darker ones today.

When Ghost Li met Li Kui, he was too sad.

But he was a cockroach, thick-skinned, and bold, so he had to get his ring back with interest.

Hearing the call of the Zhen Zhen girl in the house, Shen Ao smiled casually, shook the fan and strode in, even if Zhen Zhen was really Li Kui, he would have to touch the tiger's buttocks, and slaughter the guest on his head, naturally he would never give up easily.

The inner room is very hazy, light gauze curtains, the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the four walls are dazzling, the room is laid out elegantly and exquisitely, there is a nine-string guqin on several cases by the window, a lamp stand sticks out of the wall, an oil lamp is resting, the firelight is swaying, and the carved and embroidered couch with a three-sided railing inside is illuminated; The red curtain tent was hooked to both sides, and a beautiful woman was faintly visible in the thin bamboo.

Shen Ao's eyes flashed, and he looked at this beauty unscrupulously.

Speaking of the name, Shen Ao is still very curious; At this glance, there is a tendency to be a little uncontrollable; The beauty has a pair of bright eyes, clear and clear, as bright as stars.

Seeing Shen Ao looking at herself, she didn't know what she thought, she smiled at Shen Ao slightly, her eyes curved like a crescent moon, as if the spiritual rhyme had also overflowed; Between a smile and a smile, the noble look was naturally revealed, and in an instant, the whole person seemed to exude an elegant and beautiful light.

It seems that there is still a gap between imagination and reality, Shen Ao must be a bewitching woman, but at first glance, she is even more reserved and noble than her wife, which is ...... Or a fighting chicken among hens?

Looking down further, the beauty is covered in red clothes, under the slender jade neck, the crisp chest is like clotted white jade, half covered and half hidden, the plain waist is bunched, and it is not even a hand, and a pair of long and well-proportioned legs are exposed to a slight corner......

I can't stand it, it's too tempting to commit crimes, the upper body is a noblewoman, and the lower body is a slut.

No matter how beautiful an ordinary woman is, Shen Ao can adapt to it, after all, Shen Ao is not a junior brother, and he has seen a lot of beauties, but this woman's figure is matched with the surrounding environment, under the red candle, a beauty is sitting on a bamboo straw, and the half-hidden style makes Shen Ao suddenly fascinated.

"Childe, please be seated." Zhen Zhen spoke, smiled softly, then stood up, and walked to the table to pour tea.

Shen Ao came back to his senses, and immediately scolded in his heart: "Shen Ao, Shen Ao, you are a pure and promising young man, you must hold on, and you can't show your heart." So he laughed, shook his fan and said, "Is Miss Zhen Zhen?" ”

"Childe calls me Zhen Zhen." Zhen Zhen smiled, poured the tea, and carefully brought it to Shen Ao.

The snow-white hand was just about to be withdrawn, when Shen Ao's hand suddenly reached over and grabbed Zhen Zhen's wrist at once; Zhen Zhen's face suddenly turned red, and she opened her cherry mouth and said, "What is Childe going to do?" There was anger in his voice.

Shen Ao smiled, pinched Zhen Zhen's jade wrist with his other hand, and said, "It's such a big flying insect, watch my son strangle it with a Shaolin dragon gripper." ”

Zhen Zhen saw that Shen Ao was really pinching a moth in his hand, but his other hand was still pinching his wrist, and he said, "You let go of your hand." ”

Shen Ao was very aggrieved, he did bad things with good intentions, let go of Zhen Zhen's hand, and Shen Ao's palm still had the residual warmth of the light fragrance.

Shen Ao angrily threw the moth on the ground and stepped on it, and said in his mouth: "Trample on you, trample on you, you dead slut, Zhen Zhen girl's fairy-like character, you don't even deserve to be her green leaf, you dare to attach to her, damn it, damn it." ”

Saying this, Zhen Zhen covered her mouth and smiled, and said, "It's dead, does Childe still have to embarrass it?" ”

Shen Ao retracted his legs, and said with a very puzzled look: "I have been warning these dead sluts, to be a male insect, you must be amorous and not obscene, it is disobedient and deserves to die." As he spoke, he went to drink tea with a dry mouth, thinking to himself: "Hello Miss Zhenzhen, it seems that if there is a chance for Wang Xianggong's clothes, Shen will borrow them and wear them!" Haha, it just fulfills the reputation of Wang Xianggong's eagerness and righteousness, and he will walk in the rivers and lakes in the future, as soon as everyone hears the three words of Wang Xianggong, they all give a thumbs up full of longing: timely rain Wang Xianggong is a good man, wahahaha......"

Shen Ao thought evilly, but his face was still very decent, and it was just a joke, first to get rid of the other party's embarrassment.

Zhen Zhen smiled beautifully, glanced at Shen Ao up and down, and muttered in a low voice: "Did the prince just say that he would appreciate treasures?" ”

Speaking of his concentration, Shen Ao said with a rainbow of momentum: "That's right, I am also known as a treasure expert, and the people in the rivers and lakes say that I have excellent eyesight." ”

Zhen Zhen's face was dyed with a layer of red, and the boy in front of her really didn't change his face when he bragged! Then he said: "Okay, Zhen Zhen will compare with you." ”

Zhen Zhen sat in Shen Ao's case, with a little interest in her eyes, and said: "I will take out a treasure, if the son can guess its origin, this treasure will belong to the child, how about it?" ”

Shen Ao shook his fan and said, "No, it's not interesting like this, I came to the Flower Pavilion to have fun, what to do with so many antiques; It's better like this, if I guess the origin, Miss Zhen Zhen will drink a glass of wine and sing a little song for Shen Ao, haha, how about it? ”

Zhen Zhen's face was slightly angry, and she said in her heart: "It turned out to be a madman who doesn't know the height of the sky, and you are also here to make trouble in this Flower Pavilion?"

But what did Shen Ao do when he brought so many antiques back, it was obvious that he was winning, which made Zhen Zhen think: "Okay, let's see what he is capable of, if he loses, I am willing." ”

Zhen Zhen nodded, her pretty face tightened, and she said, "Huan'er, go get a pot of wine." ”

Shen Ao hurriedly said: "Take ten pots of wine, how can one pot be enough, I want to have a good time with Miss Zhen Zhen." ”

The little maid came over, in a dilemma, looking at Zhen Zhen, wanting to hear how many jugs of wine she wanted.

Zhen Zhen's face was covered with frost, and she said: "Just take ten pots, but I want to see Shen Gongzi He De How can he let Zhen Zhen drink all this wine." ”

Huan'er answered, and after a while, he brought wine.

Zhen Zhen took the lead and said, "Shen Gongzi, what do you think of this Ding Furnace?" ”

Zhen Zhen raised her hand and pointed her fingertips to an incense burner on the table of the Eight Immortals.

Shen Ao saw that incense pieces were still burning in this Ding furnace, emitting a faint chrysanthemum fragrance; The stove is made of bronze and has an ancient style, needless to say, this incense burner also has a history.

Shen Ao only looked at it, sighed and said, "Why doesn't Miss Zhen have a problem?" It's too boring to use such an incense burner to test my son, a court incense burner in the late Tang Dynasty, I'm afraid that anyone who knows a little bit about treasure appreciation can see it. ”

Zhen Zhen was just testing Shen Ao's depth, and when she saw that Shen Ao guessed the origin of the incense burner with just a glance, she was immediately shocked.

As Shen Ao said, the origin of this incense burner is not difficult, but it is not easy for someone like Shen Ao to see through its origin at a glance.

It seems that I really met a master today!

Zhen Zhen's eyes tightened, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, and said, "Childe is very clever, Zhen Zhen believes it now!" I am willing to gamble and lose, this glass of wine, Zhen Zhen will do it first. As he spoke, he poured a glass of wine with his orchid fingers, arched slightly in the direction of Shen Ao, and drank it all in one gulp.

Zhen Zhen had a good amount of alcohol, and although she had a glass of wine and a hint of blush on her face, she still behaved as usual.

Shen Ao watched the beauty drinking with great interest, and said with a smile: "After drinking, shouldn't Zhen Zhen sing a song!" ”

Zhen Zhen went to the window to get the nine-string guqin, plucked it on the strings with her fingertips, tried the sound first, and said, "Please give me advice." ”

The strings fluctuated, the tone turned from low to high, the cherry mouth opened, and he hummed in a low voice with the tune: "The dream is through the window and the wind is on the line, and the cold lamp is blowing." That can wake up from wine, and smell the frequent drops of rain at night in the empty steps, and sigh and follow and be a guest for a long time. Negative beauty, a few promises, just endure the ......"

Halfway through the song, Shen Ao interrupted: "It's not good, it's not good, who wrote these words, it's too literate, and my son doesn't like it." ”

Zhen Zhen frowned, this is Liu Yong's words, Liu Yong's career is bumpy, life is down, he is tired of officialdom from the pursuit of fame, indulged in the charming and prosperous Qinglou Goulan, because most of the poems are written about the life of the Qinglou, so his words are highly respected in the Qinglou.

Shen Ao said that this word was not good, which made Zhen Zhen very unhappy, and she couldn't help scolding in her heart: "This person really has no tutor." But he said, "Then which poem does Childe think is better?" ”

Shen Ao smiled, his fingers beat on the table, and sang in his voice: "Lilac laughs infinitely, speaks softly and in a low voice, and says what I am used to." **Not harmonized, it has long been blown away by the east wind. Skinny, the sky doesn't care about ......"

It's still the little song that Fang just whispered, 'The girl eats and laughs, and whispers in her ear: I'm still an unbudding red flower girl, please don't be so crazy, then I can't stand it.'" Shen Ao liked this word too much.