"In the future, I will never let you be hurt in any way."

Huangfu Jue looked at the woman's little hand wrapped in gauze, as if swearing, there was an opening like a promise, and a pair of deep black eyes were full of firmness.

"Yes."

Qingfang's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, but he didn't speak.

Looking out of the window from afar, the two get along well.

The man is spoiled, and the woman is obedient and obedient, and it looks particularly harmonious.

It's like an old couple who have been together for many years.

Because his hands are wrapped like a zongzi, it is really not an ordinary trouble to take care of himself in this life, and Huangfu definitely seized this opportunity to feed medicine and feed Xiaoqiu without letting Xiaoqiu touch his hands at all.

It was getting dark.

The lights in the pavilion are still on.

The candle flame flickered, shining on the woman's soft side face, and at a glance, people couldn't take their eyes off it.

At that moment, there was a knock on the door.

"Crazy."

Hearing the voice, Ouyang Qingfang stood up, walked to the door and opened the door, and said with a smile: "Brother Yu." ”

The man glanced at her bandaged little hands, couldn't help but flash his eyes, raised his eyes and looked at the girl gently, his eyes were full of worry, "What happened?" ”

"Brother Yu will come and sit down first."

Ouyang Qingfang got out of the way and let him walk in, and the two of them sat at the Eight Immortals table facing each other.

Seeing that Qing Mad was about to pick up the teacup, he was stopped by a big hand.

"Come on, your hands can't move."

Nangong Luoyu didn't allow her to refuse and took the teacup, showed her a cup, and then poured tea for his cup, after putting it down, he looked up at the girl and said: "If I hadn't heard about the discussion in the house, I still don't know about you, madman, why don't you tell me?" ”

In the tone of these words, with a trace of grievance and a trace of loss, Nangong Luoyu felt that what she did was like treating him as an outsider, and this realization made him very uncomfortable.

Ouyang Qingfang looked at him apologetically, blinked, and sighed, "Brother Yu, I'm fine, really, I just don't want you to worry, you see, these hands of mine will be fine soon." ”

As he spoke, he raised his little hand and shook it in front of his eyes.

Nangong Luoyu's face was a little better, "Who did it?" Tell me, madman. ”

Ouyang Qing thought about it wildly, and then told the reason for this matter from beginning to end.

Nangong Luoyu listened, and his face became solemn.

After a long time, he sighed, "Dongfang Yu still refuses to give up." ”

"Nope."

Qing Mad shook his head, and said with great certainty: "Leng Qing assassinated me one after another, this is definitely not Dongfang Yu's instructions, I conclude that this is Leng Qing wants to get rid of me, if it is Dongfang Yu, there is no need to do it again and again like this, with his kung fu, I am afraid that he will come to do it to me personally." ”

"You have a point."

Nangong Luoyu nodded in agreement, and continued: "Even if it wasn't Dongfang Yu's instructions, he must have known what Leng Qing did, just turned a blind eye and didn't care." ”

"Yes."

Qing Mad nodded, a deep chill flashed in his eyes, "One day, I will kill Leng Qing with my own hands." ”

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Fengyue Building

The water eyes smiled and warmed, and Hua Chuyan smiled moistly. The aura is gone, and the eyes are pitiful. ”

It is not an exaggeration to describe Fengyuelou with such a heavy makeup and glamorous words as describing a woman.

The men in the building are all dressed in Luo skirts, fragrant and jade hairpins, beautiful makeup, green eyebrows, and pink and red faces.

This is also the reason why this Fengyue place is most worthy of those ladies and lords.

This folk culture is open, so these things that hide dirt and dirt are no longer secrets in dark corners, but become the place of righteousness and light, and the secret of wealth and benefits.

Someone once wrote: Some people who like men often spend a lot of money to buy beautiful teenagers, regard themselves as fathers, and call men "Qi'er".

And some noble ladies are not lustful, and often in their forties, they openly raise male pets in the house.

When encountering events such as banquets, they are even more with them and are inseparable from them.

Such white and black characters are blatant, which shows that the male pets and servants in this country do not need to nest in dark corners at all, but are lifted to the surface.

This has always been the case with mankind, and it was also true in ancient times.

Many things are unwritten rules that everyone understands and everyone must follow.

And no one can deny it.

It's just that everyone chooses to know it, but it's a big taboo to say it.

Therefore, in a country where male style is prevalent, the little servants of Fengyue Lou are no longer a secret, but have become the most popular place.

For example, the demon red of Fengyue Tower, the legend is such an existence.

Some people say that Demon Hong is the big boss behind the scenes of Fengyue Tower, and what he runs on the surface is just the servants he hires.

Some people say that Demon Red once served a certain high-ranking minister in the palace wearing a purple robe three years ago.

Some people also say that when they hear his name, they are not easy to mess with, and it is better to avoid them.

However, none of this matters.

The important thing is that the identity of Demon Red in front of everyone is the top brand of Fengyue Tower.

Whoever makes a big mistake and pays ten taels of gold a day will have the opportunity to drink with him.

This country has a good male style, and many of the people I like are Qingqi who can recite poems and make a right.

Those big men are also really hypocritical, and they obviously like prostitutes and little men, the place of the wind and the moon.

But he still has to bear the name of vassal elegance.

It's just that the demon red is different, and the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are not touched, but they are delicate and sickly, with the tears in the corners of the eyes, they can easily fascinate all the people, and Rao is star in the sky also wants to take it off and send it to the beauty.

This is not a joke, there was once someone who carried a hundred taels of gold in order to see the beauty, and also carried the most precious and rare glass cup in the legendary Western Regions.

But the strange thing is that the person who came that day still came with excitement and returned disappointed.

It is said that the brocade box in his hand still asks the turtle of Fengyue Tower to send it to the demon red.

In this way, the name of the demon red was beaten, and there was an endless stream of people who came to see the beauty.

On this day, an uninvited guest came.

"Yo, this lord, please come in, please come in."

The turtle at the door greeted a man in Tsing Yi with a signature smile.

"Sons, come quickly, come to serve the guests, and make the adults happy."

As soon as the turtle man entered the door, he beckoned a bunch of flowers on the opposite side to step forward.

"Xie Guigong is kind, but there is no need to do it."

The man in Tsing Yi pushed away everyone's courtesy and scattered the silver taels.

"Who are you looking for here?"

Seeing the glint in his eyes, the turtle man stepped forward and asked.

"I'm looking for someone. This person's name is Demon Hong, and I heard that he is a celebrity in Fengyue Tower, but I don't know if he is still in the building at this moment. ”

"Your Excellency, please come with me."

The red, red, green, and green in the center of the hall all looked angry, but none of them said anything.

Demon red.

As the name suggests, the decoration of the house naturally follows the owner's temperament, and before he pushes the door open, his eyes will be reflected by the warm red light and can't help but close.

The man in Tsing Yi had such a strong feeling as soon as he came up.

But the demon red who was sitting at the table smiled.

It seems to throw out a poem casually.

"Nineteen moons are eight minutes round, seven talented people and six crazy."

"Five watches, four drums, chickens, three singing, and sleeping on the first pillow of February."

The man in green then replied.

The demon's red eyes flashed, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a touch of loneliness, "Come with me." ”

The man followed the demon red until he felt that the light was dim, and then he turned a corner in the dark, and his eyes suddenly opened up.

The entrance was a quiet dark room, and the man in Tsing Yi couldn't help but smack his tongue secretly, but he still took the file handed over by Demon Hong in time.

"What is this?"

The man looked at the heavy dossier in his hand.

"It is full of information about every minister of the DPRK and China."

There was a strange light in the demon's red eyes, and when Childe reacted, he handed over a piece of white rice paper.

"This records the secrets of various officials, and you can only see the handwriting with the visible water in your hand, and I hope that the lord can bring it to the master."

"Okay."

"There is labor."

After the demon red gave the standard bow, he sent the man in green clothes out, and his strange eyes revealed an unfathomable light.

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Hanwang's Mansion

The snow fell intermittently for several days, and the whole city was wrapped in sacred colors, until it finally stopped one afternoon.

The sparse sunlight sprinkled all over the earth, as if it had written a soft veil on the sky, and even the emperor's body began to warm up after all.

"The prince's body is better, do you need the slave maid to ask Imperial Doctor Li to come over and check the pulse now."

The maid beside the bed took the celadon medicine bowl with only the brown liquid left, and asked cautiously.

"Not necessarily."

The person leaning on the head of the bed with half of his body commanded coldly, and his heroic spirit still did not diminish at all.

The little maid couldn't help but look at it in a daze, until the cold wind outside suddenly rushed in, which interrupted her thoughts.

Perhaps because of Huangfu's terminal illness, Qing Mad removed his coat as soon as he entered the door, preventing the chill of his body from entering the house.

She sat on the edge of the bed and reached out to check his pulse, "It really works, but your poison has been too long, and it will take some time to remove it all." ”

The warm touch woke up every nerve in Huangfu Jue's body, and he couldn't help but pull her into his arms, and the little man in his arms hugged her tightly, using the force as if to rub her into his body.

"Absolutely."

Qing Mad's face was slightly red, a little embarrassed.

There's a maid watching here.

"Get out."

The emperor absolutely swept the maid coldly again.

"Slave, slave and maid should die, slave, slave and maid retire."

The little maid was swept away by the emperor, and with the obvious anger of the prince just now, she hurriedly fled the room in a panic.

Perhaps frightened, the little girl accidentally dropped the celadon bowl in her hand on the ground and smashed it when she went out. The crisp sound in the outer hall really made Ouyang Qing blush.

"It's all your fault."

Huangfu Jue also knew that Ouyang Qingfang had never been cold to himself because he had not completely let go of the past, and at this moment, her whole little face was flushed with a strange kind.

Such a woman made the emperor's heart ripple.

Suddenly, he covered his heart violently, and his expression was very bad.

"How are you?"

Seeing him clutching his chest with a painful expression, Ouyang Qing's crazy little face tightened, and a pair of small hands also poked towards Huang Fujue's chest.

"Tell me what's wrong with me?"

Could it be that the toxin has flare up again?

Ouyang Qingfang's bun was originally scattered, and he had been rubbed in Huangfu's arms before, but now it was another toss, and the entire bun was scattered.

The right hand has not yet caught the vein of the emperor, but he was hugged because he was not guarded.

He teased her?!

"Hmm."

The man grabbed the girl's lips violently.

Without warning, the kiss invaded, and Ouyang Qingfang had no possibility of dodging at all, symbolizing that after a few struggles, the whole person was in Huangfu Jue's arms, and the little head couldn't move.

The domineering kiss had a gentle and rapid aura, and Ouyang Qingfang even felt that he was about to collapse in his arms.

Although her eyes were closed at the moment, she knew that her cheeks must be a pink color of shame and anger.

Unfortunately, at this moment, a clear voice came from outside the door.