Official Group

Ding Lu took An Yi to the inn, passing Mixiang Pavilion, An Yi did not move away.Ding Lu turned around and looked at the place of singing and dancing. The woman leaning on the railing was either gentle and elegant, or glamorous, full of various styles.Accompanied by light laughter, four or five purple hydrangeas hit them, as if they didn't dislike their unkempt appearance.Ding Lu impatiently urged An Yi to leave: "You have just been released from prison, and you are overwhelmed."

An Yi shook Ding Lu's hand: "Don't tell me you want to take a bath, I think the environment here is good."

"You... the country is easy to change, and the nature is hard to change."

Before the persuasion was started, An Yi walked into the building.While nagging, Ding Lu took out the few coins left in his pocket and counted them: "Be careful, you don't have enough money."

An Yi whistled at the bustard: "Come to a private room with a bathtub, ask two girls to choose the beautiful one."

The old bustard said disapprovingly: "Young master, elegant rooms are very expensive, and beautiful girls are even more expensive. You just got out of prison, right?"

"Forget it!" Ding Lu stopped pretending to be serious, rolled up the hem of his clothes, tore open the small pocket stitched on the bottom of his trousers, took out his own money, and generously handed it to the old bustard. "To be happy in life is to be happy to the fullest, and you will come back after all your money is gone!"

The old bustard shook a small gold nugget, worth 50 taels, and said with a smile: "Guest officer, come with me."

An Yi was shocked: "You have hidden your private money quite deeply, how long have you been storing it?"

"Five or six years."

The private room is filled with agarwood, the floor is covered with fluffy blankets, and the furnishings are exquisite and elegant, with pink curtains and colorful bead curtains every few steps.The bath was filled with hot water and sprinkled with red rose petals.

"I like it here." An Yi couldn't help but get down on the ground, rolling round and round towards the bathtub, like a stupid bear sliding down a hill.

Ding Lu took a few leaps, and An Yi stepped into the pool first, and then untied his clothes. "Ah, I forgot that there are no clean clothes to change."

"Send the boy to buy it." An Yi rolled into the bath, took off his clothes and threw them away, making the dry carpet wet.

Two beauties walked in, holding a plate of fragrant dew for bathing.One goes to Ding Lu, and the other goes to Anyi.

Ding Lu swam a few meters away, took a mouthful of water from the pool and turned to spray Meiji: "Don't come here, there is a wicked wife at home."

Meiji smiled knowingly, and turned to An Yi.An Yi leaned on the side generously, closed his eyes, and enjoyed the woman's service.While talking and laughing, Meggie angrily brushed off An Yi's messy hair, dripped with fragrant dew, and rubbed it angrily.Another beauty raised An Yi's hand, wiped it with a bath towel, and painstakingly cleaned the mud from An Yi's nails.

Ding Lu caught a glimpse of a dark tooth mark on the back of An Yi's neck, compared it to his own, and joked, "How did you do it? What kind of posture can you bite there?"

An Yi touched the scar with his backhand, and said casually: "Young girl got excited, she bit it before she could control it."

After Ding Lu took a bath, he went ashore wrapped in a towel, sat on a bench beside him, and picked up the small scissors to cut his nails. "Your body, the Yangtze River can be washed into the Yellow River. After all, the case is over, what are your plans for the future?"

An Yi breathed a sigh of relief, and said to Mei Ji: "Rub your shoulders." Then she answered Ding Lu: "Go back to Ru County and see if the old ghost at home is dead."

Ding Lu paused for a while, thought about it, and continued to cut his nails: "There is bad news, which may affect your mood of flirting with women now. Your adoptive father passed away last year, but you don't need to be too sad. I used the money for the funeral, and I went away in a good way. I just kept thinking about you before I died. You know, the old man was cleansed in his early years, and he has no successor. You are his stepson, so he can only enshrine you to him."

An Yi froze for a moment, then numbly removed the bath towel covering his face, and when he opened his eyes, he had a numb expression, neither smiling nor crying, but tightly pursed his mouth, naked from the bath crawl out.

The cleansed body is as if reborn, with a new look.Sword brows and star eyes, handsome without waves, and condensed eyebrows are somewhat heroic of a king.The skin is smooth and fair, and the straight collarbone fits the figure well. Although he is a man, he is somewhat enchanting.The point is to have long legs and good buttocks.

Others say that An Yi's face is "treacherous", but strictly speaking it should be "Xiao".

The two beauties looked dumbfounded.Ding Lu glanced at An Yi, and praised: "Buddhas really know how to support people."

"Call the bustard..." An Yi's breath was a little short, and Liushen ordered in a low voice.

Meiji didn't know what to say: "Huh?"

"Call the bustard!" An Yi was suddenly furious, and his red pupils also reflected evil light. He kicked Xianglu over and yelled at the two innocent women: "I want to sleep with her!"

Meiji cried in fright and ran out in a hurry.

Ding Lu hurried over to hold An Yi's head, knowing that his little heart hurts. "Hold on, hold on, let's take a few breaths, or I'll go buy some sweat medicine, you knock a few bottles, and you'll be fine when you wake up."

While speaking, she covered An Yi's lower body with a bathrobe.

The whites of An Yi's eyes were bloodshot, his hands were clenched into fists, his limbs were tense, and he could see that he was trying to control his emotions. In the end, he lost control and pushed Ding Lu down, roaring like a wounded beast: "I want a woman!"

"Here!" Ding Lu put on the clothes sent by the servant, and ran out knowingly, "Mothers, come up!"

Two beauties dragged the old bustard up. The old bust looked to be in her fifties, she was in her mid-mature, and she still had a charm. It was undeniable that she had more temperament than a young girl.

The old bustard stood outside the door waving her cattail fan, refusing to go in, and asked Ding Lu, "Hey, is the girl serving you well? Strange, do you have to be served by an elderly person like me?" She joked, "Young people are really bloody." Fang Gang."

"Positive!" Ding Lu looked at the bustard with satisfaction, and pushed her straight into the room: "My brother is young, so you won't suffer. I'll pay for it, so you won't feel uncomfortable."

The old bustard frowned: "Hey, don't push me. I don't like it!"

The old bustard was pushed in front of An Yi, who gave An Yi a hug, turned around and threw her on the bed.Ding Lu slipped out, closed the door tightly, pressed his back against the door, stroked his chest, and panted. "It's a sin, a sin, mother, bear with it, and tomorrow will be fine!"

The bustard hurriedly threw the pillow at An Yi, flinched and said, "Da Zhou does not allow forced buying and selling, if you dare to act recklessly, I will call you an official!"

An Yi ignored it, jumped onto the bed and buried her head in the bustard's breasts, strangling the woman tightly like a life-saving driftwood and crying: "Mother!"

The old bustard drew three black lines on his forehead, trying to push back, but it was in vain. "My son, if you have something to say, you can't say it well. You have to hold it so tightly."

"My heart is stuffy!"

"Don't be bored, let go of your mother first, and talk if you have something to say!"

"It's okay if you don't let it go, snot... snot! Don't rub it on my mother's chest. Don't, don't! Kill a thousand swords! Are you disgusting! Grandma, you are so disgusting..."

The next day, the door exploded, and the broken door panel flew three meters away, hitting Ding Lu who was sleeping in the corridor.The old bustard was haggard and angrily standing behind the door, her clothes were messy, and everywhere was slippery, it was a scene of desolation after the ups and downs, which was unsightly.

The old bustard just kicked it up, kicking Ding Lu so much that he couldn't stop crying. He boldly tore off his collar, pointed at the puddle of saliva and snot, and said, "100 taels, I'll sue you for missing a penny!"

After finishing speaking, Ding Lu spit on his face, and went back to the room angrily.

Ding Lu wiped his face and walked into the room to see how the situation was.I thought the room would be a mess, but I didn't expect it to be neatly organized, the bed was folded neatly, and there was no trace of "upside down".

In a blink of an eye, I saw a man in white sitting cross-legged in front of the dressing table, with a slender figure, a slender waist, and a simple white jade hair crown on his head, as quiet as a virgin.That guy seemed to be surrounded by immortal energy, he didn't eat the fireworks of the world, as if he had returned to the past, as long as he stood quietly, he could stand the latrine like a landscape.

Ding Lu believes that he has never seen a man more "immortal" than An Yi, no matter whether this "immortal" is commendatory or derogatory.

Ding Lu tidied up his clothes subconsciously, otherwise he would be ashamed to walk side by side with An Yi. Although he was two pieces of tofu taller than An Yi, An Yi's "immortal" temperament was eight feet taller than him.

He asked cautiously, "Is your mentality better?"

An Yi picked up the white veiled hat beside him and put it on his head, covering his face, got up and walked out: "It will be fine when I come back."

"Hey!" Ding Lu called him to stop.

"What's the matter?" An Yi stopped and turned her head slightly.

"Eh..." Ding Lu wanted to say, this dress is too coquettish to seduce an ignorant girl, but if it touches a young woman's heart, it will destroy people's jewels and families. "It's okay, let's go."

On the street, many people gathered around the government's publicity wall to discuss.

——"It's no one's fault. Miss Ban wants to use the ink on the painting herself. Who would have expected it? You can't blame the artist. Besides, ink is poisonous, so it shouldn't be close to it."

——"My master also said that ink is poisonous, and most painters are short-lived."

——"The government apologized and paid the money, and let Mr. Ding and Mr. An go. It's fair and clear. This matter is over, everyone should leave."

……

An Yi walked over to look, and the notice announced that Ban Shu's case was closed, and the cause of death was that Ban Shu accidentally ingested scale lacquer and died of poison.The rest is some aftermath.

He wondered: "Scale paint, who painted it?"

Thinking for no solution, he then walked outside the city.Along the way, many people stopped, and I don't know how many girls' hearts were opened.

At noon, An Yi came to a mountain.A woman in purple clothes walked with him all the way, and couldn't help but stepped forward to ask: "You see the young master is carrying a basket of incense, are you also here to visit the grave?"

An Yi didn't make a sound, just nodded.

The two walked side by side, and the woman asked again: "I saw that the young master asked all the way, but you are looking for Banshu's tomb?"

An Yifang said, "Do you know where it is?"

The woman nodded: "I just came to offer incense to Ban Shu."

"who are you?"

"Wu Lin'er. Who is your son?"

"So it's Miss Wu. I'm An Yi."

The two suddenly understood each other's intentions and fell silent.After a long time, Wu Lin'er finally opened her heart and said: "When I was young, I wanted to marry into the emperor's family. When I learned that Ban Shu was favored by a nobleman, I became jealous, and for a moment I foolishly instigated Fang Huai to belittle her. Who knows... who knows that she will marry her?" Died. I didn't expect this to happen, and Fang Huai was harmed, I didn't intend to kill anyone."

As he spoke, he began to cry.

An Yi didn't know how to persuade him, he couldn't even persuade himself, so he had to take off the veil and put it on Wu Lin'er's head. "Don't let people see you cry. Ban Shu's death has nothing to do with you, after all, he died under the poison of my system."

The two comforted each other and walked for a while.Wu Lin'er pointed to a lavish tombstone in the distance, and said, "That's Ban Shu's tomb. There are people, people from the Ban family, so it's not convenient for us to go there."

There were five or six people on the opposite side, and the leader was sitting on a small stool like he was dying, as if he would drive west in a few minutes.The rest turned their backs to him and looked around.

An Yi led Wu Lin'er back to the side of the rock, and said, "It's not from the Ban family, it's the emperor."

What does it mean for the emperor to condescend to pay homage to a commoner who has no merit?

"It seems that His Majesty really likes Ban Shu."

An Yi understood: "No wonder he hates me so much."

Yu Yang put incense on Ban Shu, and thought to himself: If the girl admits that she has been wronged, please ask Qingyan to go straight up and give a sign.

However, the cigarette twists and turns, and finally even the sparks are extinguished.

Yu Yang lowered his head and sighed, and silently lit another stick of incense: Miss still can't forgive him?What can I do, so that the girl can get rid of this grievance, copy scriptures or eat vegetarian food and recite Buddhism, as long as I can do it, I will promise you.

A small snake quietly crawled out of the grass, bit Yu Yang's wrist violently, and Yu Yang couldn't help shouting: "What are you doing!"

The painting style is abrupt.

The attendant turned his head when he heard the sound, and saw that he was about to grab the little thing and tear it into pieces.But seeing the green smoke rising from the incense candle, Yu Yang hurriedly stopped the attendant: "Don't hit it, let it go."

I saw the little snake circling three times on the spot, then burrowed back into the grass in fear.Yu Yang's eyes were blindfolded, and he passed out.

The guards were in a hurry: "Damn it, it's a poisonous snake! Quickly suck out the poison!"