So, Meng Xing left the Chunyi Building in the resentful eyes of Miss Hua Rong, and irresponsibly, he didn't even care about Yao Jianyu and Gu Qingzhuo.

I'll slip away first, and as for what tomorrow will bring, it's up to you to deal with it.

Meng Xing walked down the street with a smile, as if he had seen the two of them with extremely resentful eyes.

[The quest has been completed, and a random reward will be obtained: Agility +1]

While walking, the system will also pop up from time to time, triggering options.

Soon, Meng Xing returned to the Yunlai Inn, and sure enough, Liu Shiyun and Xiao Yuluo had not slept yet, Meng Xing knocked on Liu Shiyun's room door and found that the two of them were still chatting.

Xiao Yuluo opened the door, stared at Meng Xing, sniffed his nose, and said, "Have fun playing in the Qinglou?" Did an Oiran lady throw a hug on you? ”

Your nose is dog's, isn't it? Meng Xing sneered in his heart, couldn't help but stretch out his hand, scraped it on her cute and beautiful nose, and said, "Of course, with my talent, which Oiran lady is not impressed?" It's just that I don't sit still and don't like to provoke those women, so I sternly refused, so I didn't dare to spend the night in the Spring Building, so I came back. ”

"Don't be rude to your senior sister like this, can you move a girl's nose casually?" Xiao Yuluo said angrily, a smile on her face betrayed her, indicating that she was in a good mood.

Meng Xing said: "Senior sister dares to question me, I will shave my senior sister's nose to punish you." In order to find out the demons, I sacrificed my reputation for innocence. ”

"Did you find anything?" Xiao Yuluo was suddenly diverted.

"There is a discovery, and I need to check it." Meng Xingdao.

"Come in and talk about it."

Meng Xing came in, closed the door, walked to the table and sat down, and saw Liu Shiyun, who had a cold temperament next to him, with an expressionless face.

"Senior sister, what's wrong with you?" Meng Xing was a little curious.

"Say, have you ever written poetry in the Qinglou?" Liu Shiyun said coldly.

"I didn't want to write poetry, but the two brothers insisted on seeing the talent show of the Oiran lady, so they forced me to write poetry. In order not to hurt the feelings between the brothers and sisters, I reluctantly composed a poem for it, and then the three of us went to the Oiran lady to drink a few cups of tea. Meng Xing explained half-truths and half-truths, and sold the two senior brothers easily.

"You actually wrote poetry in a place like Qinglou, which is simply an insult to sacred poetry." Liu Shiyun reprimanded.

“？？” Meng Xing was puzzled.

There are so many people who go to the Qinglou to compose poems, what kind of logic is Senior Sister Liu, who thinks that she has insulted the sacred poems?

Could it be that Senior Sister Liu is a little emotionally clean? So I hate the Qinglou very much, and think that this kind of noble behavior should not appear in the Qinglou?

"What Senior Sister said is that the way of poetry is originally sacred and beautiful, and it should not appear in the land of fireworks, and in the future, junior disciples will rarely write poems in Qinglou." Meng Xing said according to her heart.

Anyway, as long as I don't let you know in the future, you don't know where I did it.

Liu Shiyun's expression eased, and said, "Write the poems, let me see what poems you have made, and see if it is the kind of unsightly one." ”

I'm afraid this senior sister is worried that I am making a little yellow poem in the Qinglou, how can I be that kind of person? I have a lot of Xiao Huangwen, do you want to listen to it, senior sister? Meng Xing complained in his heart.

However, Meng Xing knew that this senior sister liked poetry, so he didn't refuse and wrote it for her.

Liu Shiyun looked at the poem, and suddenly felt shocked, this poem is also a good word for the ages, but unfortunately the junior brother did not write it for me, but for the Oiran lady.

Liu Shiyun was distressed, why did you write such a good word for the Oiran lady? If you write to me, wouldn't that ruin the good impression in my heart? I just like the way you write poems for me alone, and if you write for others, I'll be jealous.

Liu Shiyun had tears in her eyes, and she poured out silently in her heart, almost unable to control her emotions, and wanted to say these inner words.

She said that Meng Xing insulted the poetry, but in fact, Meng Xing destroyed the beautiful fantasy in her heart.

She didn't want Meng Xing to write poems for others, even if she wrote poems for Xiao Yuluo, she would be a little jealous.

She just wants Meng Xing to write poems for her alone, to possess this beauty alone, and she doesn't want to share it with others. It's like when she was a kid, she saw a favorite toy and just wanted to have it alone.

"I have no intention of fighting for spring, and I am jealous. Scattered into mud and dust, only the fragrance is the same......"

She muttered to herself, only feeling like a plum blossom incarnated as "by the broken bridge outside the post", in the wind and rain, the same loneliness, alone sorrow, no intention to compete for spring, and finally turned into dust, leaving only a little fragrance.

The scenes are blended, and the things are sung to people, and it simply goes to her heart.

This poem, as if it was written for her, moved her to tears.

She couldn't help but turn her face away, pretending to be inadvertent, and wiped the tears from her eyes.

"Senior brother, you wrote this poem very well, which makes people very touched." Liu Shiyun said faintly.

Can it be bad? This is a poem that has been passed down through the ages. Meng Xingxin said.

Xiao Yuluo also felt that this poem was excellent, but she had a cheerful personality and was a queen-like woman, so she naturally did not have such a sensitive mentality and sorrow.

Xiao Yuluo broke the silence and continued the question just now, and said, "Senior brother, what did you find in the Qinglou?" ”

"I felt a cultivator with a very strong aura in the Qinglou, and although that person controlled his aura, I still felt that his cultivation was extraordinary. Such a person appeared in the Qinglou, very suspicious. Meng Xing said.

"However, it is also possible that the master of that sect has appeared there, so you need to check it carefully to avoid offending people from other sects."

"How do you check that?" Xiao Yuluo asked.

"Let's see tomorrow, if the messenger of the soul angel returns, it will be much easier. Otherwise, we need to go to the outside of the Qinglou to keep an eye on ourselves. Meng Xing said.

After discussing for a while, Meng Xing left and returned to his room.

After tossing all night, he couldn't stay up anymore, so he fell asleep.

……

The next day, Meng Xing got up refreshed, opened the door, and saw Yao Jianyu and Gu Qingzhuo standing at his door, quietly waiting for him.

"Why did you get back?" Meng Xing was stunned.

"We came back last night." Yao Jianyu said.

"It's you, who secretly came back early, didn't you say anything to Senior Sister Xiao?" Gu Qingzhuo said.

"How did you know I was back early?" Meng Xing asked.

"When I went to the thatched house, I met Miss Hua Rong's maid in the corridor, and she said that Miss Hua Rong was almost angry with you and cried." Yao Jianyu said.

"If you don't call us when you go back, your heart will be punished. Luckily, we were able to come back early. Gu Qingzhuo said.

"When you're having fun, why am I embarrassed to disturb you?" Meng Xingdao.

"We've already done it." Gu Qingzhuo said.

It turned out to be two one-second men, poor for those two girls. By the way, the option triggered by the system last night, let me comfort and comfort those two women, it won't be because of them, right? That's too fast, isn't it? Meng Xing complained in his heart.

"You haven't said yet, why did you come back early?" Yao Jianyu's expression was cold.

"Do you have a habit of breaking your sleeves? Don't like Oiran girls? Gu Qingzhuo looked at him vigilantly and said.

What kind of broken sleeves is God's fetish? You're the one who has the habit of breaking your sleeves. Meng Xing slandered in his heart.