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At this moment, the two stood and sat one by one, Rong Xuan lowered his eyes slightly, looked at Ye Huaiyao, and felt that his fingertips were a little hot.

Ye Huaiyao didn't let go of his wrist, instead he smiled and reached out to roll up Rong Rong's sleeves.

He said: "Let me see how those red marks on your body are going, have they faded?"

If he didn't say anything about it, he would almost forget it.The reason why Ye Huaiyao took him on the road this time was because the blood on Rong Huang's body was affected by the demon energy, and he developed a rash all over his body, so he came near Lihentian to find a cure.

Rong Huang's half arm was exposed from the sleeve. Ye Huaiyao took a closer look, and saw that the red marks seemed to have faded a little, but they still didn't fade, which was quite scary.

He didn't dislike it, and touched Rong Huan's arm with his fingers, feeling that the reddened skin was slightly hot.

Ye Huaiyao said: "I picked a few herbs outside Lihentian. I don't know if they are useful, but there is no harm in taking them anyway. Let someone boil them for you first."

As he spoke, he let go of Rong Huang's hand, and raised his voice to call people.

The skin of the two touched, and Ye Huaiyao's body temperature was a little higher, so that when he let go of Rong Wang's arm, Rong Wang actually felt a slight chill.

Every contact between them made him nervous and reluctant.

Rong Zhuang instinctively made a reverse grip, but failed to grab anything. His fingertips slid gently across the opponent's wrist, without attracting Ye Huaiyao's attention.

Compared with the arrogance of only thinking about one person, there are really too many things in his heart.

The two mysterious cases around 18 years ago are puzzling, and the attitude of Beicang Demon Lord is very disturbing. Even this well-behaved and thin boy in front of him has an indescribable sense of disobedience.

He is really too clever, too well-behaved, and too sensible, and this kind of considerate and calm temperament should definitely not be possessed by an ordinary country boy.It is impossible for Anan himself to be unaware of this, but he seems to have no intention of covering it up at all.

And the blood of the subjugated country in him, is it true or not?

It was no coincidence that such a person appeared beside him.

But people in the world have secrets, as long as the other party is not disadvantageous to Xuantianlou, Ye Huaiyao is also willing that he can realize his wish based on the friendship of sharing weal and woe these days.

Thinking of this, he stood up, pressed Rong Huang's shoulder, and said, "Forget about the food box. The hall is too spacious, and the coldness makes people uncomfortable. Let's go, go sit in your room. "

He walked around the corridor with his head in his hands and his sleeves twitched, and walked towards the back. Everyone he met along the way bowed and retreated with salutes.

Rong Huang wore a black dress with narrow sleeves and a pair of boots, and followed behind Ye Huaiyao.The boy's body is thin and slender, and he is not much shorter than him.

Rong Huang lived in a good place, and the people in charge didn't know what his identity was, but since Ming Sheng personally told them to take care of him, they were naturally very caring.

Zhou Chi sent someone to place Rong Huan in the small courtyard next to him. Not only were there all kinds of cakes and tea, but he also prepared a stack of scripture books and a few sets of new clothes for Ming Sheng according to his preferences.

Ye Huaiyao entered the door, and glanced around the room calmly. He saw that the tea was half drunk, and the half-open book was put on the table. It was obvious that the other party was drinking tea and reading before leaving.

He smiled and said, "You are much more comfortable than me."

He casually picked up the book, only to see that it was not some interesting romantic anecdote, but the biography of the hero Wei Jing in the early years of the previous dynasty.

Ye Huaiyao suddenly felt bored, took a look at it and threw the book away, but remembered that Rong Wang was chased and beaten by those children from Chen Suomen.

He tentatively said: "Anan, if you want to learn some skills, I can help you find a master. In troubled times, especially if you are a boy, you should have some self-protection power."

Rong Wang said: "Can't I learn from you?"

"Me?" Ye Huaiyao didn't seem to expect that he would make such a request. He was stunned before laughing and said, "The exercises I practice are quite special. Others can't learn them. I'm afraid of delaying you, so I never accept disciples."

"Oh, that's right." Rong Wang didn't ask further, "Then I won't learn it for now."

Ye Huaiyao's eyes flashed, and he asked, "Why?"

Rong Wang said calmly: "Just now, Master Zhou said that he relayed the words of that accomplice. I think you will definitely go to the brothel he mentioned next to investigate. If I stay here to practice, I won't be able to accompany you."

This young man's voice was like running water, his demeanor was calm, and the admiration and attachment in his eyes when he faced Ye Huaiyao did not seem to be fake.

Ye Huaiyao said with a smile: "Good boy, you have ambition, you don't want to practice kungfu, you want to go to the kiln. If you follow my master, you're afraid that your knees will be smashed in the ancestral hall. If you don't know kung fu, you can't be Wei Jing." Such a hero."

Rong Wang said: "I don't want to become like that."

This Wei Jing can be said to be a well-known hero of the generation. He was born in a grassroots family, but he has achieved extraordinary feats.

Even the youngest son of the butcher's family at Jiekou likes to fight with the family's big goose with a wooden stick, imitating him to slay and slay demons.It can be said that he is the second idol of countless middle school teenagers.

Of course, Yun Qijun is the one who has been number one on the idol rankings for many years - he is prettier than Wei Jing.

Ye Huaiyao thought that Rong Wu read his biography, at the very least, he should have some longing for Wei Jing, but now he seems to be disgusted by his tone, wondering: "Why?"

"Loyal to the liver, righteous and courageous, with the world in mind, and finally died in martyrdom with his sweetheart."

The corners of Rong Ju's eyes are crooked, but the smile on his face is cold no matter how you look at it: "This kind of person only has justice in the world in his heart, and the word 'love' can take too little weight. If he concentrates on pursuing the Dao all his life, he can still be called A word of admiration, but if he really likes someone, he is unworthy."

Because even for the person he loves the most, he is doomed not to be single-minded. No matter who he is, he will be ranked behind his so-called "justice", and will become a victim when he has to.

Or from another point of view, a generous and passionate hero is also a cruel and ruthless person.

"If it were me, I wouldn't have that kind of heart. I only have one thing in my heart."

Rong Wan smiled: "My sweetheart, even if you put everything in this world together, nothing can compare to him. Even if you kill all the people in the world, you still want him to live. How can you be willing to take him to die with you?"

His remarks only stunned Ming Sheng, who is still a peerless single at present, and asked, "Do you have a sweetheart?"

Such a young child—he guessed correctly, either he was born with a strange and premature wisdom, or he was transported through time.

Rong Huan gave a "hmm" and said calmly: "Yes, I told him this, but he doesn't like me, so he can't listen."

Ye Huaiyao felt that there was something wrong with these words in terms of three views, but it seemed to be very reasonable. After thinking about it, he said: "Sincerity is as good as gold and stone, so grind it slowly, don't worry."

Rong Wan smiled and said, "That's right. I'm used to it, so it's okay."

The two talked about it, and somehow brought the topic here. Ye Huaiyao was still busy, so he forgot about mobilizing the young boy in love to practice martial arts as a hero, and the medicine was brought over , then hurriedly went to the front hall to arrange other matters.

The bowl of herbal medicine that Ye Huaiyao brought back could make people hit the wall in pain. The boy carrying the bowl held his breath and brought the medicine bowl into the room. No taste at all.

He went down with the bowl in his hand, lowered his head arrogantly, and stared at his slender fingers, the fingertips of his cuffs, especially the bitter medicinal fragrance.

He rubbed his wrist lightly, recalling the illusion of being held by Ye Huaiyao, his eyelashes drooped, his eyes filled with tenderness, but there was a wry smile on his lips.

He seldom touches himself proactively like this—hands-on tricks don't count.

After nearly a thousand years of time, how many winds and rains, blood and tears separated, going round and round, and finally came to today.

Although the countless scenes of imagining longing in dreams are based on the disguise of identity, it is good to have a little care for a while.

He didn't dare to let go of his infatuated greed, but he couldn't resist the little thoughts in his heart, so he was anxious and worried about gains and losses.The man's name lingered on the tip of his tongue and back and forth, his chest throbbed, and he couldn't bear to let it go.

Ye Huaiyao, alas, Ye Huaiyao.

——Ye Huaiyao, whom he misses so much, is going to visit brothels.

The brothel that the fat man mentioned is in the neighboring city, its name is Hua Shengfang, and it is very famous in the northwest area.

The folk customs of this place are rough, no matter men or women, most of them are tall and strong, and their clothes are relatively simple.There are many restaurants and iron shops in the streets and alleys, and entertainment venues are very limited.

Hua Shengfang is the largest brothel within a radius of [-] miles. Several famous oiran girls are listed here to receive customers. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a gathering place for beauty in the northwest border.

Over time, it became famous, and in addition to the local people, many foreign travelers also came here admiringly.

Right now is the time when the lanterns are first lit, Hua Shengfang opens the door to welcome guests, there is an endless stream of heroes, knights, dignitaries and dignitaries, and it is very lively.

Ye Huaiyao was wearing a snow-blue river silk jacket, his hair was tied up with a gold crown, he was holding a folding fan, and a jade pendant was hanging from his waist. He looked like a playboy.

Rong Huang dressed up as a servant and followed behind him. The two got off the carriage and stepped into Hua Shengfang's gate.

Ye Huaiyao didn't wear a mask this time. With his demeanor and appearance, he naturally became the focus of attention as soon as he showed up.

"Look at that young master! He is so handsome!"

"Ah, he, who is he?"

"I've never seen it before. There are people in the world who can be born like this!"

"Hush, he came over, was he looking at me just now?"

"I think you're dreaming! You're standing behind me, and you're not as tall as I am. How can the young master see you!"

Ye Huaiyao almost attracted the attention of the girls on the whole floor. The beauties on the second floor looked around each other with their skirts on their hands, almost pinching each other.

Finally someone whispered: "Sisters, stop arguing, that young master really seems to be looking at us!"

These words made the girls calm down, and when they looked down, they saw Ye Huaiyao really stopped, standing under the bright lights in the hall on the first floor and raised his head, his extremely handsome face was even more unstoppable.

His spring-like eyebrows are warm and affectionate, and he smiled brightly between Gu Pan, and the disputes and laughter around him suddenly disappeared.

Everyone felt that the other party seemed to be looking at them, and the tenderness in that smile was so heart-wrenching that all the beauties in the brothel who were used to being romantic were embarrassed.

They unconsciously tugged at the corners of their skirts and caressed their temples, for fear that any part of their bodies would be inappropriately exposed in front of such a figure like an exiled fairy.

The proprietress who greeted the guests on the first floor was named Wan Niang, about thirty years old, probably because she often rolls around in the wind and moon field, she has a shrewd style in the corners of her eyebrows and eyes, and her appearance is quite glamorous.

Wan Niang saw Ye Huaiyao's luxurious clothes, and she couldn't hide her extravagance, her eyes lit up slightly, and she also went up to greet her graciously, with more than ten beautiful girls in various dresses behind her.

It must be known that the more women in the brothel, the more attractive they are. They are used to seeing all kinds of scholars, talents, heroes, and knights. One of the.

In the old days, when they saw such a handsome and elegant young man, they would have gathered around him or hugged him, but now facing Ye Huaiyao, everyone was so courteous, no one dared to do anything wrong.

It's not that he's afraid, Ye Huaiyao's smile is gentle, his gaze is bright, and getting along with him is like a spring breeze, and he is indescribably comfortable.

But the more he was like this, the more he felt ashamed, and unconsciously wanted to present himself better in front of this person, as if otherwise, he was not worthy of talking to him.

Even Wan Niang, who was in a hurry, couldn't help lowering her tone, and said slowly: "My lord, come here for the honor, the flowers are blooming and fragrant. Please come inside, but there is a girl you like, and I will let her take you there." Serve upstairs."

The girls next to her were all nervous and expectant. Those who were standing on the second floor looking down didn't dare to show their air, waiting for Ye Huaiyao to speak.

This kind of treatment can be said to be like the stars holding the moon, even some guests around couldn't help but glanced at her frequently, and were intoxicated by it.

Stared at by so many fiery eyes, Ye Huaiyao didn't change his face, and said with a smile: "The girls here are all as beautiful as heavenly immortals, but I'm really confused, and I can't choose them for a while. Well, let's go to the second floor. In a private room, drinks and side dishes can be served casually, I will sit down for a while before talking."

Wan Niang smiled slightly, and called a servant to lead Ye Huaiyao upstairs: "If that's the case, please wait a little longer, my lord."

Ye Huaiyao turned around and left. Many girls were still staring at his back obsessively. Some couldn't help but muttered, "Why don't you choose any of them..."

Wan Niang turned her head, poked her forehead with a finger painted with bright red Kodan, and scolded with a smile: "You girls still dare to complain, are you all stupid just now? You don't know how to use all your means, just stand there Look stupidly, who would like you."

Another girl in a goose-yellow dress stuck out her tongue playfully and said with a smile: "Don't just talk about us, mom, aren't you lustful too? We, Hua Shengfang, have never had the reason why guests don't want to be waited upon when they come in." If it were someone else like this, you would have already burst out your tongue, and Sai would have given it to his two sisters. If you saw this handsome young man, you would be reluctant to go against his wishes."

Wan Niang was angry and laughed at the same time, she really got what was on her mind, and scolded: "Stinky girl, you are the only one who talks too much."

There is also a humane: "I don't know what this young man is. With such a good appearance and character, he shouldn't be an unknown person. There is also the child next to him. Although he is a little tender, he is really pretty, but the eyes It's so scary, I can't even get close to it. It's definitely not easy."

Although they are young, they have seen many schools and schools, and they really hit some points. It's a pity that the beauty is affectionate, and the heart is like iron. Ye Huaiyao has no plan to leave his name.

As if nothing had happened, he was led upstairs by the servant, and when he arrived at the door of the box where Yan Kang had stayed, Ye Huaiyao was about to stop when he listened arrogantly: "Young master, the view here is wide, and you can see the singing and dancing below. Why not just choose here?"

Ye Huaiyao secretly praised him for his cleverness, turned around, waved the folding fan loosely in his hand, and said with a light smile, "That's fine."

The little boy wondered: "Master, it's not that the villain didn't follow your wishes, it's just that this room was reserved by a guest two months ago, and it's been half a year, so it's inconvenient to let you in again. "

Ye Huaiyao said: "Then what does the guest look like and what's his name?"

The young man thought he was going to negotiate with the other party, and said: "In terms of height, you are about the same as your son, but you are much bigger, with some stubble under your chin, big eyes, and a bit fierce look... But you didn't leave your name. Even the proprietress couldn't find him."

Both Rong Wang and Ye Huaiyao realized that the person he was talking about was Yan Kang, the ocher-clothed man who had gambled with Ye Huaiyao earlier, and it seemed that the news was correct.

Ye Huaiyao said: "He paid for the room, but he didn't come to live?"

Xiaoer smiled and said: "Yes, after only staying for a few days, the master left and never came back. But the rent is fully paid, so I have to keep it for him."

Yan Kang did this, could it be that there is something strange in this room?

"That's it." Ye Huaiyao hesitated, put his hand on Rong Huang's shoulder, and squeezed it lightly: "Forget it then, let's change to another room..."

"Master!" Rong Zhuan said pitifully, with a face full of reluctance, "I really think this room is in the best location..."

As he said, his eyes kept looking down, he looked like a child who wanted to be lively and fresh, and he really had outstanding acting skills.