Non-stick clothing

Yue Zilin followed her gaze and remained calm.

Ling Wuhui said: "If I want to take a look, the Zuoshi will not refuse?"

Yue Zilin said indifferently: "Yes."

Ling Wuhui's eyes fluttered, and he was looking at a coquettish beauty, and said, "Oh? Why?"

Yue Zilin would never refuse her request, not because of how good she was to her, but because of her identity.

Yue Zi said, "Because there are people hidden in the cabinet."

Ling Wuhui chuckled and said, "Which beauty is it?"

Yue Zilin's eyes are higher than the top, and I don't know what kind of person can catch her eyes.

It will never be a long song.

It must not be Duan Changge.

Yue Zilin said, "You know him."

"I know him?" She rubbed her chin, "Could it be Ling Wuyou? Has he figured it out so he doesn't get mixed up with that lunatic Fengya?"

Yue Zi said, "Lord Lian."

Lian Ye knew that she couldn't hide in the closet, so she tugged at her clothes very cooperatively, loosened her hair, came out of the closet, and then closed the closet door very quickly.

Even though Ling Wuhui had great mental preparations, he was shocked for a moment.

"This is," she even wanted to go over to check for confirmation, "Lian Ye—my lord?"

Lian Ye cupped her hands and said with a firm look: "Don't dare."

It's just that she was dressed like this and her face was flushed, she really didn't look like she was doing serious business.

Also, do you need to hide in a cabinet to do serious things?

Ling Wuhui coughed a few times and waited for a long time before saying, "Really, mountains and rivers meet again."

Yue Zilin continued calmly, "I'm afraid it's not because the enemy's road is narrow."

Ling Wuhui raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "It's really destined. But, I seem to have seen someone in the closet."

Yue Zilin clenched his fingers, and was about to speak when the cabinet door creaked and opened.

A man in moon-white clothes came out from inside.

This person's posture is very graceful, and his face is also very good-looking, both handsome and beautiful.

This is... who?

Yuezi thought to himself.

Lian Ye witnessed the whole process of Duan Changge putting on the mask inside.

Although she didn't know why Duan Changge wore a mask, it was better if she didn't speak at this time.

Just pretend not to know.

Ling Wuhui's smile was so stiff that it couldn't be any stiffer, "Three people?"

Does this kind of thing need that many people? !

Or does the leftist envoy have any special hobbies?

Ling Wuhui stared at Yue Zilin's face, and said in his heart that you, Yue Zilin, seem to be serious, but this is what it looks like inside!

"This... this is?"

The beauty said: "I am no more than the little servant of the left envoy."

Her voice is a little hoarse, which arouses people's daydream.

This voice was not very similar to Duan Changge, and he deliberately suppressed his voice. Ling Wuhui had only seen her once, so naturally he couldn't hear her.

"The person at the helm?"

"Yes."

Ling Wuhui said: "Zhangzhou's water and soil support people." She looked around and said, "It is indeed a beauty."

The mask painted by Feng Ya is naturally a peerless beauty.

Feng Ya has a habit, he is not a beauty, he will not put a mask on his face.

Ling Wuhui repeatedly looked at him and said, "It's worse than Zuo Shi."

Yue Zilin said, "Have you finished watching?"

Ling Wuhui smiled and said, "So urgent?"

Yue Zilin said: "The good night is short, so I am naturally anxious."

Ling Wuhui said: "You have always been a very patient woman."

Yue Zilin blinked and said with a smile: "Of course it's a matter of division."

She rarely smiles like this, unlike the previous sneer and superficial smile, this smile is beautiful and real, which stunned Duan Changge for a moment.

"However, the thing I dislike the most is the beauty of adults," Ling Wuhui said with a smile, "I want to share it with Lord Lian Yan."

"What if I refuse?" Yue Zi asked.

Ling Wuhui turned to Lian Yan, and said, "Why don't we ask Lord Lian Yan what he means?"

Yue Zilin said, "What do you think, Mrs. Lian Ye?"

Lian Ye said: "If it's business, it's fine."

The boundary was clearly drawn, Ling Wuhui grabbed Lian Ye's arm and said, "But I will only talk about Fengyue tonight, not anything else."

Lian Ye was dragged out by her.

Yue Zilin looked at Duan Changge leisurely.

Her eyes were a little probing, but more interested.

Duan Changge felt that his face was burning through a layer of skin, and was about to speak when a desolate trumpet sounded suddenly.

It's rhino horn.

There is an enemy attack!

……

The courtyard is silent, and the moon is as cool as water.

The breeze was coming, Ling Wuhui closed his eyes as if enjoying himself, but someone was spoiling the scenery, Lian Yan asked, "What's the matter with the saint?"

In the past, such a peaceful and leisurely life was what she wanted to regret most with Ling Wu, but now that so many things have happened, she is really exhausted and has no intention of playing with Fengyue.

Ling Wuhui said: "I can't find you if there is nothing wrong?"

Lian Ye hesitated and said, "The Zuo envoy..."

Ling Wuhui raised his chin and said, "Your lord Zuoshi will also listen to me." She moved closer, and smiled with eyebrows bent, "Why, I'm afraid she's waiting in a hurry?"

When Ling Wuhui was an oiran, she was also reserved and respectful. At this time, she regained her status as a saint, but she became indulgent. I don't know if it's because of her nature, or it's just another show.

"Yes." Lian Ye said.

Ling Wuhui didn't expect that she would really answer, so he laughed now, the smile was much more sincere than before, "If you were so funny before, I would definitely not be so heartless."

Not only did she talk about it without guilt, she seemed to be complacent about it.

Lian Ye has long been used to her temper, and her heart is calm.

"Or, it's fun when you leave me?"

Lian Yan said modestly: "Thank you for the Holy Maiden's tuning-teaching."

It's not just training-teaching, it's just a joke.

This woman is like this, she treats sincerity like nothing, sometimes even worse.

Her attitude is neither complaining nor angry, neither humble nor overbearing, which is really interesting.

Ling Wuhui likes to see people being upright, and also likes to see people not being upright. What she likes the most is that she scratches away the prudish-looking skin little by little to reveal what's inside.

"I have other means," she said with a smile close to her ear, "do you want to try, sir?"

Lian Ye's ears were a little red, from the heat.

She didn't have the temperament to linger on the flowers, the first person she liked was the Qing servant of the Chu Pavilion, she was very popular, and others called her the oiran jokingly.

She likes soft and pure women, and Fan Yu is that kind of woman.

Fan Yu's face turned pale with fright when he saw her killing someone. She trembled all over in her arms, but he said it was fine and there was nothing to worry about.

That's when she fell in love with Fan Yu.

She likes those clean eyes.

So when Fan Yu said that he would leave everything behind and go with her to live a peaceful life, she agreed, and after that, there was an abyss.

She was too stupid, so stupid that she didn't even need Ling Wuhui to use any means to be tempted.

Status, power, and even life would be lost overnight, Lian Ye felt nothing, she really felt nothing at that time.

It was Ling Wuhui's words that really gave her those knives, without hesitation, every word punished her heart.

"My lord," Lian Yan took a step back calmly and said, "Please respect yourself."

self-respect?

Ling Wuhui smiled and said, "What if I don't respect myself?" She lowered her voice, charming and seductive, "You forgot that you were in Chu Pavilion, you took off my clothes, hugged me to the bed, and..."

Her silhouette is also hidden in the shadows, ambiguous and gorgeous.

like a snake.

"We didn't do anything at the time." She replied calmly, but couldn't help curling her fingers.

Ling Wuhui has acted more affectionately than Lian Ye has seen, so naturally he will not let go of such a small gesture, and seductively said: "Then do you want to go to my place for a while? Yue Zilin is not unattended. "

It's an invitation, as explicit as it gets.

"I do have a reason, but I don't have a reason."

"You know, you are also the proud son of heaven, and Yue Zi is on the left, but you can only be in charge by Nan Suiyun's side?"

"Understood? Get out if you understand. I still have something to talk to Yuezuoshi."

Every word was so clear that she would never forget it in her life.

If she believed it again, she would be a fool and deserve to make wedding dresses for others.

"No need." Lian Yan heard her own voice, calm and indifferent.

Ling Wuhui rolled his eyes, suddenly changed his tone, and said, "You really don't like me?"

Her last word was full of sighs, helpless and desolate, as if she really regretted it.

Ling Wuhui obviously misunderstood something, she really wanted to tell Ling Wuhui that this was just a business, but she was very calm, the night wind was too cold, she didn't even get hot, so she was impulsive again.

Maybe it's not the cold wind, but the cold heart.

Lian Ye said: "Subordinates dare not."

"Then you're going to look for her in the future?" Ling Wuhui bit his lip, and said, "You were really in the room before?" She paused, with obvious meaning.

It was a natural question, but Lian Ye felt something was wrong.

Ling Wuhui said so, how come it sounds like a cliché?

If she refuted it, Ling Wuhui would definitely say that she didn't believe it, and if she didn't believe it, she would have to explain what they did at night.

Lian Ye lowered her eyes and said, "It's as the saint thinks."

……

Duan Changge's expression changed, and he said, "Wait for me to come back."

Yue Zilin said: "What am I waiting for you? I'm not much more at ease now that you're gone?"

Duan Changge said: "You accepted the betrothal gift, but now you regret it?" He opened the window and went out.

A small object flew over, like moonlight.

Yue Zilin pinched it, it was a jade finger.

"wait for me……"

"marry you."

Duan Changge was already far away, Yue Zilin held the ring and remained motionless.

The lamp was blown out by the wind, and the only shiny things were her eyes.

But there is absolutely no tenderness in these eyes.

Don't use the suspect, but don't use it.

Duan is not suspicious, Duan is not suspicious.

"Waiting for you?" She sneered, as if she thought it was very ridiculous.

She never waited for anyone.

Since Duan Changge is busy with business, she can't stay here, but she is idle, so she just goes.

The author has something to say: mid-term exams on Thursday, Friday and Saturday, fate changes, I hope everyone understands