This Lord is Too Cruel: 086 Your little ability, I don’t like it

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Male color: "Master" is too cruel, 086 you have a little ability, and the master doesn't like it

"The prince, the minister dare not. Shu Chi Wuyan" Mu Hanjin met her eyes, still with a slight smile on the corners of her mouth, not afraid, but reluctant.

Feng Aotian looked at him, stretched out his hand, pulled him into his arms, and hugged him tightly, "You better not lie to him, otherwise..."

"Otherwise, what?" Mu Hanjin's voice became extremely soft, as if to envelope all his soft light in her cold eyes.

"Master will bite you into pieces and swallow it." Feng Aotian said in a deep voice, biting on his shoulder through the satin fabric, biting hard.

Mu Hanjin didn't feel the slightest pain, but slightly raised his hand, wrapped her around her waist, and looked at him with slightly bent eyebrows.

Lan Jingshu sat aside, looking at the picture in front of him, his gentle eyes flashed lightly, he didn't understand why Mu Hanjin suddenly became like this, and he didn't know why the king was so domineering. His gentleness, he suddenly remembered that in the days in Lianghuai, she gave him medicine, to save him, and jumped into the river with him, to save him, even more...

Feng Gong Gong, standing outside the palace, whispered, "Lady Shifei, the bath soup is ready."

"Yeah." Lan Jingshu looked sideways, looking at the two cuddling in front of him, slowly getting up, and thinking about walking into the inner hall.

This place was the first time he entered in the day so clearly. Looking at the tool rack not far away, he couldn't help but tremble a few times. Looking at the familiar bed, those unbearables appeared in his mind. When he entered the scene, he quickly closed his eyes, plucking up his courage, and then slowly opened them. When he saw Feng Yinqi lying peacefully on the bed, his eyes flashed darkly, and then he stepped into the screen. , Looking at the clothes he had prepared so far, he took a deep breath, raised his hand, untied his belt, and loosened Luo's clothes lightly. The clothes were scattered on the ground, and his skin, like fat, was reflected in the screen windows. Under the light and soft light spilling outside, it exudes a charming luster.

The wound on his waist has become scabs, and the scars on his arms are also showing pink and tender color. He slowly stepped into the tub, immersed his body, raised his eyes, and looked forward, picking up the water with his fingers, sliding over his The arm, his skill, stroking the position of his chest, that place was beating slowly because of the wound.

He raised his slender and white neck, mist filled the surroundings, he slowly closed his eyes, and fell asleep unconsciously.

Feng Aotian lowered his eyes and looked at Mu Hanjin's slightly thin face, thinking that he was too tired these days, and then he laid him flat on the soft couch, "Three days later, the Lord watched you vomit blood. If there is a red line on your wrist, try it."

Mu Hanjin's gentle eyes flashed with a faint soft light, she raised her hand, and held her hand in her palm, reluctant to let it go, he already had a plan in his heart.

Feng Aotian turned his eyes, after looking at the screen, Lan Jingshu has not come out yet, looking at him, "You rest."

"Yes." Mu Hanjin answered in a low voice, closing her eyes slowly.

Feng Aotian got up from the soft couch, walked into the inner hall, walked through the screen, and saw Lan Jingshu lying in the tub to sleep. A light smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, thinking about him last time. After hitting the arrow, he hasn't rested well. These days he has been running around again and again. Now, it is indeed a bit unbearable.

She walked forward, took the clean clothes on her side, stretched out her hand, fished him out of the tub, covered him with the brocade robe, and hugged him out of the screen.

Lan Jingshu was still a little alert. He raised his eyes and saw Feng Aotian's cold eyes. When he lowered his head, he saw that he was lying in her arms with only one shirt.

His handsome face was covered with a light pink, and he lowered his eyes, leaning quietly in her arms, not daring to move.

Feng Aotian looked at such Lan Jingshu, thinking of the emperor's brother who was like him, gentle and jade, but with the same temperament, Lan Jingshu was a bit more brave and stubborn in his bones. And the emperor...

When Feng Aotian thinks about this, she feels that she is more and more confused nowadays, she can't tell whether it is true or false.

Feng Aotian hugged him and walked to the bed, put him down, looked sideways, and looked at Feng Yinqi who was lying on one side, another ruthless flash in his heart.

Lan Jingshu lay quietly, but he was extremely uneasy. Looking at the coldness in Feng Aotian's eyes, the past appeared in his mind, he closed his eyes slightly, waiting for the next thing to happen.

Feng Aotian looked at Lan Jingshu like this, and ran his fingers across his lustrous skin, causing Lan Jingshu to shudder. What sounded in his mind was the picture inside the cave. He couldn't help but the ground was hot, slightly Opening his eyes, he stared at Feng Aotian's face with a light smile, he was startled again, his body tense, looking at her.

Feng Aotian raised his hand and covered the brocade on his body, covering his eyes with his palms, "Stop, take office tomorrow."

Lan Jingshu hadn’t reacted yet, so Feng Aotian got up and turned to leave. He stared at her leaving figure blankly. He raised his eyes and looked at the top of the sky, but he had the illusion of a world away. There was no such fear in this place, sleepiness struck, and before he knew it, he had gone to sleep peacefully.

Feng Aotian walked to the hall and saw that there was no one on the soft couch. When she walked to the study, she saw him sitting on the soft couch reviewing the memorial, her eyes flashed helplessly, and then she stepped forward. , Sitting in front of him, "Being more presumptuous, I won't even listen to my master."

Mu Hanjin looked at her, "I finished the review earlier, isn't the prince still going to see people today?"

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, "Yes." Then, he wrote, picked up the memorials he had brought, and read them one by one.

In the study, fascinated by the soothing sandalwood, the two quietly commented on the memorial...

Xing Wuyun felt that he must have gone in the wrong place. Why did he meet this princess Qianning every time? The first time was a coincidence, the second time accidentally, then, the third time?

"Commander Xing..." Feng Qianning looked at Xing Wuyun in front of him, and quickly ran over, with a bright smile on her handsome face. Her appearance was three-point similar to Feng Aotian. It's a pity, there is nothing in it.

Xing Wuyun reluctantly pulled out a smile, respectfully saluting, "The official, see Princess Qianning."

Mother Yu, who followed Feng Qianning, saw Xing Wuyun from a distance, and quickly stepped forward and pulled Princess Qianning, "Princess, go back to the palace."

Feng Qianning pointed to Xing Wuyun, "Grandma Yu, this person is very interesting, I want him to play with me."

Xing Wuyun listened, and suddenly a dark cloud appeared in his heart. Is he the kind of master to play with others? Now he is busy looking for his master. Thinking about this, he quickly laughed and said, "Princess Qian Ning, the official has important matters, and there is really no time to spend time with the princess."

"No, I want you to accompany me." Feng Qianning stepped forward and suddenly pulled Xing Wuyun's sleeves, pouting, and refused to let go.

Xing Wuyun was a little helpless, but he couldn't openly push the princess away, he could only take a step back, and then said, "Princess Qianning, the official is really..."

"If you don't play with me, I will cry for you." Feng Qianning said, even sitting on the ground, kicking his legs, completely like a child who is not growing up.

Xing Wuyun feels that he is already the most arrogant person. He never thought that he has met a master now, and the one in front of him is even better than him.

When Grandma Yu saw this, she quickly bent over to help Feng Qianning up, but was pushed to the ground by her. Grandma Yu looked at Feng Qianning and said helplessly, "Princess, you still follow The old slave returns to the palace. If you let the empress dowager see you, you will be miserable."

"No, the queen mother is terrible, I don't want to see her." When Feng Qianning heard the name of the queen mother, she got up from the ground in fright, then turned around and ran away.

Mother Yu raised her eyes and met Shang Xing Wuyun's doubtful eyes. She quickly blessed her body and said, "The old slave retire first."

While speaking, he turned around and ran away following Feng Qianning's figure.

Xing Wuyun thought of Feng Qianning Shicai’s expression, suddenly felt a little strange, and felt that this matter has nothing to do with him, he cares so much about what he does, instead of worrying about this god, it is better to find the wine father, thinking about this, He quickened his pace and walked towards the courtyard.

When he reached the courtyard, he smiled and walked over, "Master, the disciple is here."

Jiu Gong turned his eyes and looked at him, "Go and wash all these jars."

Speaking, he pointed to the piled jars on one side. Xing Wuyun looked at it. There were more than two hundred altars. He shook his figure, turned his eyes, and looked at Duke Jiu who had ignored him.

He twitched the corners of his mouth. Hey, who made him an apprentice? Of course, the apprentice is used to do miscellaneous work. Then he carried the jar, squatted in one corner, and started to clean it.

Jiu Gong turned his eyes and looked at his back, his always unsmiling face, at this moment, a wrinkle appeared between his eyebrows and eyes.

When Lan Jingshu woke up, the sky was dark. After getting up from the bed and looking at the situation in front of her, she discovered that Yuan was really back and hadn't dreamed.

He lifted the quilt and got off the bed. Only then did he find that he was wearing only a robe and his face was reddish. He quickly walked to the screen and dressed properly before walking out.

Feng Aotian leaned against the entrance of the inner hall and watched Lan Jingshu cautiously approaching her. A small smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. When he walked in front of her, she stretched out and took his hand." Why did you get shy when you came back? I remember that in the cave, you were very active."

Feng Aotian said, he raised her to hold his hand, "Master, this hand does something for you."

When Lan Jing heard the book, he blushed even more, raised his eyes, but met Mu Hanjin's eyes looking at him, his eyes flashed with sadness, then he raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian." Lord, the matter of Lianghuai, minister..."

"I'm not going to talk about national affairs today. Since I'm back, I will rest. What's the matter, I'll talk about it tomorrow." Feng Aotian saw that Lan Jingshu was competing with Mu Hanjin, and smiled deeply. , Thinking about it, he has always been incompetent with the world and has a gentle temper. For these years, Mu Hanjin is naturally his best friend. However, this best friend said that cruel thing to him. If she changes to her, she will definitely Will turn against him.

Mu Hanjin knew that her words were too heavy, but at that moment, he really wanted to kill everyone around her who could approach her, no matter who it was, but these days, he But she changed her mind. Maybe she shouldn’t pretend to be him alone in her heart. There are more people with her. Then, when he leaves, she will not become sad because of him. After all, she There will be people walking with him, right?

Mu Hanjin stepped forward and looked at Lan Jingshu, "Jingshu, what happened last time, Han Jin is polite."

After speaking, he bowed and said to him.

Lan Jingshu was stunned. Seeing Mu Hanjin's sincere words, he seemed to think of something, and felt that he was too stingy, and then said softly, "There is no need for you and me."

Mu Hanjin smiled lightly and looked at him, "If that's the case, then you and I will laugh at you."

"That's great." Lan Jing said with a smile.

Feng Aotian didn't speak, and then stepped forward, landing, looking at them both, "Sit down."

"Yes." Mu Hanjin and Lan Jingshu sat down immediately.

During the banquet, the three of them were speechless and left dinner quietly, while Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanjin, "Jing Shu just returned to Beijing, Lord knows, you two have always been in focus, Meng is in focus. , Now just right, if you have something to go out, you two gossiping."

"Yes." Mu Hanjin responded softly.

Lan Jingshu also lowered his head, watching Feng Aotian leave. He turned his eyes and looked at Mu Hanjin, "Are you serious?"

"Hmm." Mu Hanjin looked at Lan Jingshu, "Let's go for a walk."

Lan Jingshu nodded. For the two of them, this palace of the Regent was already familiar to them, and even the plants and trees here clearly understood that they had lived like years and withered.

"Go to Qinghui Pavilion, or Jinxuan Pavilion?" Mu Hanjin asked as he walked.

Lan Jingshu smiled and said, "Go back to Jinxuan Pavilion."

"Okay." Mu Hanjin raised her eyes and looked at the scenery in front of her, "Just ask if you have any."

"What do you want to say to me?" Lan Jingshu knows Mu Hanjin's temperament, he has martial arts, and can hide from him for so long. I am afraid that people who know him well don't know that he will Martial arts.

"I can only say that in this life, the prince is my destined person." Mu Hanjin looked sideways, her narrow and gentle eyes flashed with firm eyes.

Lan Jingshu chuckled, "Are you really in love with her?"

"Yeah." Mu Hanjin also found it very strange. The pain in the past two years was his nightmare. However, facing her now, what he has in his heart is full of love, even a little bit of hatred. No, if there is hatred, then he hates why he can't accompany her to old age.

Lan Jingshu turned her eyes and looked at the sky in front of her, "If one day I am tempted by her, will you kill me?"

"No, now, I hope you can stay by her side, get to know her better, understand her difference, walk into her heart, and stay by her side carefully." Mu Hanjin Said faintly, because, in this world, there are really not many people he can believe, and not many people who can want to trust him.

Lan Jingshu stared sideways, staring at his elegant profile, he couldn't help but startled, what could make him willing to give up his self-esteem and fall in love with another man? They all know how much helplessness and grievance have been hidden in their hearts over the past two years, and they have been forced to endure it, but now, hasn't it been raining and sunny? But, why did he get stuck alone?

What happened in the days when he left Beijing? Why, everything has changed? It seems that it has nothing to do with him.

Yi Mu's thin and thin figure unexpectedly appeared in front of them, seeing Lan Jingshu from a distance, and a soft voice sounded, "I don't know it, you are back."

Lan Jingshu retracted Mu Hanjin's gaze, looked at Yi Mu in front of him, but felt that something had changed. He smiled, "I just came back today."

"Go to my place and sit down." Yi Mu feels that he has improved a lot in the past few days. Today, he just came out for a walk. Since he entered the palace of the Regent, he has been locked in the cold courtyard. , Can't come out, even if you have the heart, but also powerless, now, looking at the two old people in front of you, they also feel pity for the same disease.

Lan Jingshu and Mu Hanjin smiled at each other, and they returned to Meixiang Pavilion with Yi Mu. The three of them sat under the plum trees. On the stone table were a few side dishes, as well as the plum stuffed by Yi Mu himself.

Yi Muqi first poured a glass, raised his glass, and looked at the two of them, "To you and I can get together again, cheers."

Lan Jingshu's handsome face is also rare to show a touch of casualness, and then toasted, looked at Mu Hanjin and Yi Mu, "Okay, to the three of you and me who can still drink like this alive. Cheers."

Mu Hanjin is holding a cup. I don't know how long such days will last. He smiled and said warmly, "Cheers."

The three drank all at once, and then filled them up again.

Lan Jingshu looked at Yi Mu, "Your body is much better now."

"Hmm." Yi Mu nodded, raised his eyes, and looked at Mu Hanjin, "This is also thanks to the prince's magic formula."

Lan Jingshu was slightly startled, and he turned his gaze on Mu Hanjin, "I didn't expect that the prince still has this kind of craftsmanship."

Mu Hanjin stared at the wine in the glass, "She, there are still many things you can’t do. Actually, even I don’t know her completely. She hides her mind too deeply, so she can easily I can see through everyone’s thoughts, but I never thought of revealing a little bit of my own thoughts for others to see clearly."

Lan Jingshu and Yi Mu looked at Mu Hanjin with such an attitude, and they couldn't help but sigh in their hearts. They also tacitly understood, and then they had a drink together.

Mu Hanjin raised her eyes, looked at the two of them, curled her lips and smiled, "The imperial examination is coming soon. Although you know that you are only rich in five cars, you still need to review the past and learn the new."

Yi Mu lightly smiled and said, "Can I really go to the scientific examination?"

"As the prince ordered, there is no reason for you not to go." Mu Hanjin continued, "Your father is pleased today to lead his troops to the southwest to calm the chaos."

"I know." Yi Mu's eyes darkened, "It's a pity, my body is useless."

Mu Hanjin smiled again, "The fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold. Your body is really weak, but you can't bury your talents in vain. If so, this time, your brother will have a bright future. Limited."

"Even so, I don't have this life." The melancholy cloud between Yi Mu's eyebrows was also condensed, and he said quietly, raising his head and drinking a glass of wine.

Lan Jingshu looked at Yi Mu like this, "Perhaps, many things, you and I need to look at it again. Today's prince is no longer the former prince. There may be hope for Feng Guo's future."

Mu Hanjin looked at Lan Jingshu and Yi Mu, smiling, yeah, there is more than hope, maybe, in the near future, the whole world will belong to Feng Aotian, but unfortunately, he can't wait for that One day.

A faint sadness flashed between his eyebrows and eyes. He raised his hand and raised his glass, "Yi Mu, Minger, how about I go back to the house with you?"

Yi Mu's body shape stopped and looked at Mu Hanjin, "I can't ask for it."

"Tomorrow, I will go back to the mansion too." Lan Jingshu thought about his father's dismissal. Now, he has just returned to Beijing and has not returned home for two years.

Mu Hanjin chuckled in a low voice, "Come on, to regain our freedom. Cheers."

The three raised their voices and laughed, and then they drank together. That night, under the plum blossom tree, under the plum blossom tree, there was a faint fragrance.

Xing Wuyun came out of the palace and was about to return to the house. He raised his eyes and looked at the time. Only then did he remember that there was a lively scene tonight, and then he flew to the restaurant.

Feng Aotian was not in a hurry, but strolled leisurely on the streets late at night. Now, it is late at night, and there are few pedestrians on the streets. She walks and appreciates the rare comfort.

A figure fell, but she did not turn around, but said in a light tone, "You can join in the fun."

Xing Wuyun immediately walked beside her, "If you don't watch the excitement, you are a fool."

Feng Aotian smiled, ignoring him, and continued to walk forward, playing with the folding fan flexibly with her fingers, just like when they first met, she was standing in the Furong Pavilion. Watching him walk down step by step.

Xing Wuyun looked sideways and stared at her. For some reason, he felt a very comfortable feeling. He curled his mouth slightly, feeling that he had lived a monk’s life in these two days, without wine and beauty. , Really bitter.

Feng Aotian turned his eyes, looked at him with a dim expression, curled his lips and smiled, then stretched out his hand and hit his shoulders, his red lips slowly approached his ears, "Is thinking of wine, or beauty?"

"Thinking about it." Xing Wuyun turned his eyes, and a soft touch passed by his ear. He was startled at first, and then he replied.

"Should I accompany you to the Furong Pavilion?" Feng Aotian thought about the current Furong Pavilion, but she re-arranged it, and everyone in it was replaced by hers, except for the charm.

Xing Wuyun listened, hey, you can’t drink it. It’s good to see and smell it, and then he responded happily, "Okay."

Feng Aotian laughed, and then walked to Furong Pavilion. Now, at the time of the excitement, people who saw Feng Aotian quickly greeted him, "Master..."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian looked at the woman beside her. She was about thirty years old. She was more shrewd than the old mother before, but she was cold and cold. From years of training.

Xing Wuyun looked at the old mother in front of him, and felt that the one before him had really reduced his taste. He looked sideways and looked at Feng Aotian, "Master, where did you find such talents?" "

"Buddha said, don't talk about it." Feng Aotian raised the folding fan and hit Xing Wuyun on the head. Then the two walked into the Furong Pavilion.

The inside of the pavilion is completely new. All the facilities and decorations are brand new and have a unique flavor. In the stands, charming and enchanting women dance **** and hot dances, throwing them down the stage. Winking, the men all shouted in their throats in the audience.

Xing Wuyun thought that he had gone to the wrong place, and quickly rubbed his eyes. Then, he saw that it was still the same. Then, Xing Wuyun saw one side, it was set up as a casino, and the two went up to the second floor. Seeing the entire second floor, it has also become a huge private room, with all kinds of beauties, some are pure and pleasant, some are charming and attractive, some are gentle and generous, some are hot, all lying on the bed, posing In a sultry posture, different men stood on the side. In the middle, there was a man standing with a hammer. The man below looked at the woman lying on the bed and shouted the price according to the number on the bed.

Xing Wuyun blinked again. He is just one month in the future. How could this place become like this? He turned his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, "What are you doing?"

"Did you not understand? At the auction price, this is a beautiful woman. Everyone has been specially trained. They are absolutely top quality. Where can I pick up customers easily, of course the higher price will win." Feng Ao Tian said lightly.

"So that's it." Xing Wuyun nodded, then looked at Feng Aotian, could not help but feel that she is definitely a genius in business, and then approached and whispered, "Master, this is your idea."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian took Xing Wuyun around, then went up to the third floor. The people on the third floor are more overcrowded than the people below, because there is only one woman on it, using bead curtains. Across, I can’t see her appearance clearly, but Xing Wuyun can see who this woman is at a glance, but she doesn’t feel like her again, because she is more charming and moving than before. Just one glance, she knows. Is a natural stunner.

"Isn't this a charm?" Xing Wuyun rubbed his eyes, glanced again, and then looked at Feng Aotian, "Master, needless to say, the minister also understands, and he is bidding again."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, "A big deal, this is the starting price."

Xing Wuyun blinked his eyes, thinking that although the capital is no better than Lianghuai, it is a place where wealthy businessmen gather. Even if the war is raging outside, this place is still a drunk and gold fan. It is the essence of human nature to relieve the poor people who are exposed to the streets.

Feng Aotian took Xing Wuyun directly to the fourth floor. This place was very quiet, and it was refurbished and improved. It was an open-air rooftop. Xing Wuyun looked at the rocking chair in front of him, then sat down and tilted his head. , You can see the whole street really, and just look sideways and see the restaurant opposite.

The old mother hurriedly came over with the Furong Pavilion account book and handed it to Feng Aotian respectfully, "Master, please have a look."

Feng Aotian took the account book, flipped through them one by one, and then pointed to one place, "Who is this person?"

"He is the son of Shangshu of the Criminal Ministry." The old mother's name was Cuiyun, and she was a hidden guard in the palace.

"The son of the Shangshu of the Criminal Ministry is so generous. It seems that this king still missed the big fish. The last time it was collected, it has not been collected." Feng Aotian's eyes flashed with calculations, and then looked towards Xing Wuyun, "Do you know him?"

"It's definitely not in the eyes of the prince." Xing Wuyun thought that the son of the Shangshu of the Criminal Department was a well-known idiot overlord. He was domineering in Beijing all day, adultery of women, and even richer. However, his appearance was really not flattering.

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, and indeed he had never seen this son of the Shangshu of the Criminal Ministry. However, all the handsome men in Beijing were in her palace. If they were not closed, they would be crooked melons. Up.

"This?" Feng Aotian pointed at another person.

"This is the son of Hubu Shangshu." Cui Yunfu said again.

"These two must be embarrassed?" Feng Aotian said solemnly.

"The prince, neither is nor is it." Xing Wuyun lay comfortably on the recliner, knocking on Erlang's leg, twisting a grape in his hand, and then swallowing it, and said casually, "They are both natural enemies. , This person is fond of, the other one must be snatched over, often fighting for a woman."

Feng Aotian looked sideways and looked at him, "Since this Furong Pavilion was yours before, so should you be?"

Xing Wuyun tugged at the corners of his mouth, "The ministers are noble than them. Although they linger among the thousands of flowers all day long, they don’t even touch themselves."

Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, no longer looking at him, and looking to Cuiyun to his side, "Are they all here tonight?"

"Yes." Cuiyun replied.

"Who are they here for today?" Feng Aotian asked slowly.

"Meier." Cuiyun replied respectfully.

"Go, ask the Lord for a price." Feng Aotian looked at Xing Wuyun and continued.

"Don't go." Xing Wuyun shook his head quickly, "The minister has no silver."

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, "No, you just ask for the price. The higher the price, the better. You have to see how much they can give."

"My lord, I really don't know where your black heart came from." Xing Wuyun already knew the fate of the two guys outside, curled his lips, got up, and walked out slowly.

Cuiyun watched Xing Wuyun leave and stood on one side, watching Feng Aotian continue to look at the ledger.

"The money has been saved for this king. In the future, it will be of great use. How are the branches in the other twelve small countries prepared?" Feng Aotian asked immediately.

"The arrangements have now been made, and within two months, it will be open one after another." Cuiyun replied in a low voice.

"Well." Feng Aotian nodded, "Go down and take a look."

"Yes." Cuiyun nodded, then walked out.

Feng Aotian raised her eyes and looked at the restaurant opposite. It was still pitch black. It seemed that this person didn't plan to see her tonight. Thinking of this, a light smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, looking at the sky. , There is still an hour.

Xing Wuyun was obviously lacking in interest. He walked slowly to the third floor and saw the two people sitting in front of him, one fat and thin, one with fat pig ears, and a pointed monkey cheek, shouting for a price. He glared at each other.

Xing Wuyun coughed lightly, then sat between the two of them.

The two were also stunned. The fat man on the right was the son of Shangshu of the Xingbu, and the thin man on the left was the son of Shangshu of the Hubu. When they saw Xing Wuyun, the two immediately raised their eyebrows.

The fat man raised his voice and laughed, "Hey, isn't this Young Master Xing? You are not staying in the Prince Regent's Mansion now, what are you doing in Furong Pavilion?"

"Yeah, can't the prince satisfy you?" The thin man joked immediately.

Xing Wuyun’s handsome face, slightly curved peachy eyes, with a charming smile, red lips slightly raised, and even more romantic, he lightly raised his sleeves, and said lightly, "Oh, what's so good about Prince Regent’s Mansion? It's better to stay at Furong Pavilion, the beauty is in my arms, the gentle nephrite, isn't it, beauty?"

Behind the bead curtain, Meier looked at Xing Wuyun, her eyebrows flashed with enchantment, her delicate lips were slightly hooked, and she smiled slightly, "Yes, son, you have a long future."

Xing Wuyun smiled freely again, "Beauty, I will spend time with my uncle tonight."

"The son..." Mei'er's voice was numb, and it was even more fascinating, and everyone outside was stunned.

The fat man and the thin man at his side quickly winked their eyebrows and reached an agreement. This shows that in the face of common interests, once a third party appears, the original two-person battlefield becomes three-person. How to coordinate this situation, then, two people must unite to deal with the new invaders. Therefore, there are no eternal friends in this world, and naturally there are no eternal enemies.

The man in front of me is holding a wooden hammer in his hand, knocking on the table in front of him, and then he starts shouting the starting price, "Starting at one thousand taels, please raise the price!"

"Two thousand taels." Xing Wuyun smiled, then picked up the sign and shouted.

"Two thousand five hundred taels." The fat man added immediately.

"Three thousand taels." The thin man quickly increased the price.

"Four thousand taels." Xing Wuyun shouted immediately.

"Four thousand five hundred taels." The thin man followed quickly.

"My son pays five thousand taels." The fat man replied without showing any weakness.

Seeing this, the brothers behind him are also closely following the price. In this way, the already lively hall is now full of people, some are indeed watching the lively, seeing the price getting higher and higher, many The son also waited and watched, and did not start.

Until later, "One hundred thousand taels." Xing Wuyun shouted out freely, without any pressure at all.

"I make one hundred thousand taels." The fat man shouted immediately.

"I also made 110,000 taels." The thin man hurriedly raised his voice.

Xing Wuyun looked at the two people in front of him, and it seemed that they were really rich, and then he flicked his finger and said, "My son is not added."

The fat and the thin raised their eyebrows proudly and looked at Xing Wuyun, "Master Xing, accept, it seems that this beautiful lady is going to accompany this master."

"It should be my son." The thin man said quickly.

"You paid 110,000 taels, and I also paid 110,000 taels, but I was the one who called for the price first." The fat man hurriedly raised his neck and said.

"Okay, I will pay 120,000 taels." The thin man called out immediately.

"You...cross the river and tear down the bridge." The fat man jumped his feet suddenly with anger, and then stepped forward and threw the thin man to the ground. The fat body directly pressed the thin man out of breath.

Immediately afterwards, there was a mess, and the two people scrambled together, and even the entourage beside them followed.

The other brothers looked at the scene in front of them, and suddenly felt funny. They stood aside, sat around and watched the show.

Xing Wuyun yawned, then got up and went to the fourth floor with a bored expression.

Feng Aotian looked at him like this, "It's only halfway through the good show, and you are back."

"Such a boring drama, what's so good about it." Xing Wuyun lay lazily on the recliner, swaying, looking at the restaurant in the distance, smiling smugly.

Feng Aotian looked at him like that, with a small smile at the corner of his mouth, and then said, "Boring? If the Lord left you here for bidding, what do you think?"

Xing Wuyun listened, his figure shook, he fell directly from the reclining chair, raised his eyes, and looked at Feng Aotian, "Master, don’t forget, now the entire capital city knows that the minister is the prince’s person. ."

"Really?" Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, "Master, remember that you didn't want to."

"Now that you are willing, is it not possible?" Xing Wuyun said smoothly, then stepped forward, walked in front of her, and gritted his teeth, "Master, you can't just give up."

Feng Aotian lowered his eyes and stared at him, "It's not that simple to be a master. You are a little capable, but I don't like it."

"Master, you look down on people too much." Xing Wuyun looked at Feng Aotian, suddenly felt that he was fooled, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and then he leaned forward, holding his hands on Feng Aotian's seat. Putting his hand on, lowered his head, "The prince, although the minister likes women, he doesn't mind talking to the prince..."

Feng Aotian gently lifted his finger, and slowly stroked it along his back until it touched the gap between him through the cloth, with a single finger, "Oh, let me see Your skills."

Xing Wuyun was stunned for a moment, his face turned blue and purple, and he felt that his fingertips were about to..., suddenly felt a chill, and quickly stepped back, then suddenly turned around, clutching his beating heart, I feel my cheeks are hot.

Feng Aotian raised her eyebrows, demo, daring to play with her father, she then got up from the chair, and slowly stepped forward, her hands wrapped around his waist from behind him, and the tip of her tongue licked his pinky On the pinna, his hands slipped slowly toward his chest.

Xing Wuyun felt that he was in trouble and wanted to break free. However, his legs did not obey. He squinted his eyes slightly, lowered his head, watching that his hands had slipped into his clothes, and cold fingers stroked. His skin made him shiver uncontrollably.

"The prince..." Xing Wuyun felt that if he continued like this, he would definitely fall. He raised his eyes, but faced the eyes of Wei Zimo in the restaurant. He suddenly woke up and hurriedly escaped from Feng Aotian's bondage. Tap your toes and land in the restaurant opposite.

Feng Aotian looked at Xing Wuyun's escaping figure, with a touch of evil charm at the corner of his mouth, raised his eyes, looked at the restaurant on the opposite side, and the enchanting figure standing by the window. Going forward, but, just like this, watching quietly.

Cuiyun walked over with his head down, "Master, the man has already been brought."

"Hmm." Feng Aotian nodded, then glanced at the red opposite, turned around, and walked downstairs.

In the lobby on the third floor, the fat man and the thin man are still fighting together. Not far away, there are two men standing, their expressions are already pale with anger. Looking at the unsatisfied son in front of them, they suddenly feel that their old face has been thrown in , And more importantly, when they saw Feng Aotian coming down from upstairs, they knelt on the ground in shock.

"The minister sees the prince!" The two called out tremblingly.

"The two Qings, are you the son of your waiting mansion who are fighting there?" Feng Aotian stood with his hands in front of them, and asked in a deep voice.

"It's the unfilial son of the minister." Xingbu Shangshu and Hubu Shangshu quickly replied, suddenly sweating with fright.

"Hube Shangshu, now that the treasury is empty, the son of your mansion can spend 120,000 taels of silver for only one woman, which is really generous." Feng Aotian said slowly, but every one The words are as cold as ice.

Hube Shangshu shuddered in fright, and said hesitantly, "The lord... the ministers and the children have no way."

"Is the godson helpless? Or the things owed to the master have not been paid off yet?" Feng Aotian said coldly.