when the wind and cloud cry

Chapter 149
"I'm just here to deliver altar wine..." The waiter who was accidentally injured next to him fell to the ground spurting blood, dying with regret.

"Why are you killing innocent people indiscriminately?" Yuan Feili had a few black lines hanging from his head, and he was helpless when he met such an unreasonable and messy princess.

"Who told him not to have eyes, and he bumped into my sword, what's the matter with me?" Concubine Zichen angrily said, most of her anger subsided, and she sat at the table and drank tea by herself.

Then the shopkeeper immediately came over with his abacus and said: "Master, this lowly slave was bought by a villain for 15 taels of silver. Now that he is dead, the villain has to bury him. You will pay for this one mile away." 20 taels of silver is enough!"

"Then you asked her for money, she killed the man!" Yuan Feili pointed at Zichen Concubine Xuan.

The shopkeeper chuckled, and whispered: "This girl has a temper, so you should take care of me, sir!"

Yuan Feili casually tossed two gold beads to the shopkeeper, and sure enough, she still suffered from being handsome but honest.

"The villain will clean up the corpse!" The shopkeeper cheerfully picked up the silver beads and dragged Xiao Er's body away.

"The sparrow in the cloud is dead. As for the whereabouts of Bihai Binglin, I really don't know, so don't follow me anymore." If she can't eat, it's better to send her away earlier.

"You think I'll believe it?" Zichen Feixuan stared at him and sneered.

Oh my god!
How did I mess with her?
At this moment, Yuan Feili has the urge to dig out her sincerity and show her, but no matter what you say from the bottom of her heart, she doesn't believe it at all.

"Dining with me, I'm here to drink, but you are drinking tea, you are too stingy!" Yuan Feili reached out and took a clean porcelain bowl, and filled Zichen Concubine Xuan with wine: "You and I come first For the ten bowls of drinking, if you can put me down, not to mention the sparrow in the cloud, even the whereabouts of the blue sea ice, I will also tell you, how about that?"

Smelling the choking smell of wine, Concubine Zichen frowned frequently. Although she never left the wine, she just poured it lightly for pleasure. She had never touched such a strong wine.

But in order to get the whereabouts of Bihai Binglin, she drank the spirits in one gulp, as proud as a man.

The two competed with each other in this way, and drank three bowls in a row, which attracted applause from the surrounding diners.

Yuan Feili lightly described that drinking spirits is more chic than drinking water and tea. In fact, the spirits poured into his belly have been sealed by him with ice and true energy. As long as the spirits do not melt, they cannot enter the heart of the blood Pulse, I can't get drunk for a while.

Concubine Zichen, on the other hand, drank a few bowls of strong wine, her phoenix eyes blurred with intoxication, her drinking demeanor had a peerless beauty and softness, and soon she lay down on the table and fell unconscious.

Throwing the wine bowl, Yuan Feili turned around and left.

And just when he was secretly glad to finally get rid of this trouble, he heard a clear voice from behind: "Stop!"

Amidst the noise, Concubine Zichen actually stood up again, staggeringly grabbing Yuan Feili's chest, her cheeks were white and rosy, her bright eyes were half-opened and half-closed as soft as water, staring at him closely: " I'm not drunk yet, where do you want to go?"

"You, you let go of me first!" Yuan Feili was watched by the crowd, and the two of them were almost stuck together.

Zichen Feixuan grabbed his clothes hard, as if she was drunk, biting her lower lip gently with her white teeth, her breathing gradually became heavier, but her soft eyes were about to drip with water.

"You, you are not allowed to go..."

The voice gradually fell, Zichen Concubine Xuan's soft and boneless body leaned softly on Yuan Feili's body, and she fell into a coma, but her hands were tightly clutching his chest.

Yuan Feili tugged hard twice, but she couldn't pull it apart, her breath was filled with the faint fragrance of her body.

Looking at the envious eyes of a group of people around, Yuan Feili complained in her heart, she was really clever but was mistaken by her cleverness, how did she come up with such a bad idea?

Such a delicate and charming beauty, which man is not salivating?
If she was left here, and something happened, with Zichenfeixuan's temperament, would she not be able to hunt and kill her for the rest of her life?

At that moment, Yuan Feili hugged the drunken beauty in her arms, sent her to the Communication Escort Bureau, and handed her over to Huangfu Jinghaosheng to take care of her.

When Zichen Feixuan woke up, she found herself lying in a clean room with only a bellyband and underpants on her body.

His head was still dizzy, and he suddenly felt a chill when he recalled the memory of having a drinking contest with Yuan Feilu.

Turning her eyes, she saw that the palace sand on her arm was still there, and Concubine Zichen breathed a sigh of relief, guessing that the slave was so bold that she didn't dare to ruin her innocence.

But what about your own clothes?

While panicking, Huangfu walked in with a clean dress in his arms: "Princess, are you awake?"

"My clothes..."

Huangfu Jing explained: "Oh, when the emperor's son-in-law brought you here yesterday, you were already too drunk to wake up. He told me to take good care of you, so I changed your clothes!"

Upon hearing that she was carried by Yuan Feili, Concubine Zichen was surprised and said: "Then, was he rude to me?"

"Whether the great emperor's son-in-law took advantage of others' danger, I don't know!" Huangfu covered his lips and chuckled quietly: "But you, who have been holding on to him and refusing to let go, have really tormented the great emperor's son-in-law. It's no different than a man, don't drink such strong wine in the future, and thanks to the emperor's son-in-law, if he meets a vagabond, the woman's innocence in this life will be ruined, and there is no medicine to regret it!"

Clenching the brocade quilt with both hands, her cheeks were slightly flushed, and Zichen Feixuan bit her lip, she couldn't help being afraid, after all, she was already drunk at that time, and any man could do whatever he wanted to him.

"What happened yesterday, if you dare to mention half a word to anyone, I will punish you Huangfu clan, nine clans!"

Huangfu Jing, who had a teasing smile on his face, couldn't laugh immediately when he heard these words. Actually, it's not a big deal. You are drunk, and the emperor's son-in-law will find someone to take care of you. Just be more careful next time. But since you said such shocking words, it can be seen how hostile this princess is?

In the blink of an eye, ten days have passed, and Yuan Fei searched hard for Huangfu Feiling to no avail. Finally, he came to this ruined temple where the two shared weal and woe.

"Uncle Jing, has Fei Ling been here?"

The old beggar shook his head and said with a wry smile: "Since you came here, I have seen that you are not the offspring of ordinary people, but only suffered hardships and fell into the midst of us beggars. How can golden scales be a thing in a pond? It will turn into a dragon when encountering a storm. Who would want to run back and be a beggar?"

"So, Fei Ling has never been here..."

The old beggar shook his head, the other beggars only dared to look at Yuan Feili from afar.

They all knew that this person was no longer the one who relied on others, let alone those beggars who were not even inferior to lowly slaves.

Looking at the place where he once lay, Huangfu Feiling's gentleness is vivid: "Even if we don't survive tomorrow, we still have something to rely on today..."

(End of this chapter)