If you wear it fast, you will return the scum

Xu knew that there was hope for his resurrection, but Wen Fei had unexpectedly quieted down in recent days.

Maoqiu ate and drank as usual, although his nerves were thicker than cables, he also felt that Wen Fei was a little excited.

But for some reason, he had a creepy feeling.

Wen Fei finalized one of the existing options, called "The Coldness of the Wind and the Flute".

Nie Rujiu was leaning against the low wall, holding his head in one hand and holding the wine jar in the other.

He has a coquettish posture, and while listening to the cold wind playing the piano, he has already drank more than half of the wine in the altar.

He has always been addicted to alcohol, he never leaves his hand, and never gets drunk after a thousand cups, so although the wine is strong, he is only slightly tipsy.

Leng Fengying was wearing a white dress trimmed with gold thread, sitting in front of the piano case and playing the piano.He has a handsome appearance, with a bookish look in his brows, making him look refined and refined.The only fly in the ointment is that his eyes are dull. It turns out that such a handsome man is actually blind.

His hands are white, and his ten fingers are long and slender, pressing on the lyre.The sound of the piano flowed out from under his fingers like water.

After Leng Fengying finished playing, Nie Rujiu jumped off the wall and walked to him in a few steps.

"Finish the wine?" Leng Fengying listened to his movement and asked with a smile.

A cynical smile appeared on Nie Rujiu's face, but as soon as his gaze touched the cold wind, it instantly became a spring breeze, full of affection.

"I drank half of it, and I want to give the other half to you." Nie Rujiu smiled and moved to his side, his breath smelled of alcohol, like a swinger.

Leng Fengying couldn't see it, and didn't know how close he was to the extent that he would run into each other just a minute away.

He listened to Nie Rujiu's words, he laughed, and carefully discerned the smell of alcohol on his breath, and said, "Zhuyeqing?"

"Yeah." Nie Rujiu smiled, pointed his finger at the tip of his nose, stepped back a little, and said, "Your nose is really good."

The cold wind was enough for him to confirm, and he said: "Then I can't drink it, this wine is too strong, I will get drunk."

Nie Rujiu said: "When you are drunk, you will be drunk. With me here, what are you afraid of? Besides, this is a tribute, ordinary people can't drink it. If it were someone else, I would definitely be reluctant to give it away."

Leng Fengying finally agreed: "You said it so well, then I must have a taste."

Seeing that he agreed, Nie Rujiu brought the small altar to his lips and fed it to him.

The cold wind slightly opened his mouth, and the mellow wine entered between his lips and tongue. It was strong, but it was also very fragrant.

He took a sip and pushed away the wine jar, hurriedly said: "Don't drink anymore, don't drink anymore, that's enough."

Nie Rujiu saw that his lips were stained with wine, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down involuntarily.Leng Fengying couldn't see it, so naturally he couldn't detect the strong possessiveness in his eyes.

He stretched out his finger to wipe off the cold wind, and when the thumb brushed the crimson lips of the man, he rubbed it slowly as if reluctant to leave.

"I have asked someone to help you find a famous doctor. Although Ge Yuhe is just a quack doctor, he enjoys a high reputation and is best at dealing with difficult and miscellaneous diseases. Let him come and see for you, maybe your eyes can be cured gone."

After Leng Fengying heard this, a look of joy appeared on his face, but this look was fleeting, and then turned into melancholy.

He said: "I know my eyes. Even the royal doctor in the palace can't help, so how can the quack doctor cure it well?"

Nie Rujiu said: "It may be possible, maybe it will be cured."

Leng Fengying backed away, suddenly remembered something, and said to Nie Rujiu, "Where is Yilan, why haven't you seen him these few days?"

Nie Rujiu's face turned dark when he heard those two words, he said with some taste, "Who knows."

Leng Fengying could hear the jealousy in his words, smiled and said: "You, you always fight with him, why bother." After a while he asked again: "I really don't know?"

Nie Rujiu sat down on the chair next to him and said, "I don't know."

He said he didn't know, but actually he knew.

The night before yesterday, he also had a conversation with Jing Yilan.

Nie Rujiu, Leng Fengying, and Jing Yilan are all well-known knights in the world.

Compared with the latter two, Nie Rujiu's status and status are higher.Although his father was also from martial arts, his mother was the emperor's own younger sister.So Nie Rujiu has been given the title of prince since he was born.Although he has no real power, he is registered in the government.Even if he does nothing, the court will pay him a salary.

His mother had only one son like him, and she always protected her weaknesses, so Nie Rujiu was a role that few people would dare to mess with, no matter in the martial arts or in the court.

Leng Fengying's father is Leng Qiangrong, the head of the well-known Leng family in the world.

There are several elder brothers and sisters on Leng Fengying, he is the youngest son, and has always been the most favored.Because of his blindness, the brothers and sisters took pity on him and loved him more and more.

Nie Rujiu and Leng Fengying have known each other since they were teenagers, it would not be an exaggeration to say they are childhood sweethearts.After the two grew up, they walked the rivers and lakes together, and they also won the reputation of the duo of the piano and the flute.

And that Jing Yilan was killed halfway. He studied under Master Luanfeng, and his swordsmanship was superb. As soon as he came out of the rivers and lakes, he killed Liuli Zun, a bully that no one dared to provoke in the Huaihai. .

When people talk about Jing Yilan, they will say that he is a cold and ruthless swordsman, that he is unsmiling, and that he is ruthless in his attacks.

Nie Rujiu and Jing Yilan also had such a friendship when they were young, and then Jing Yilan disappeared for a while, and when he came out again, his temperament changed.

As an old acquaintance, Nie Rujiu shouldn't be so disgusted with him, but unfortunately, as soon as Jing Yilan appeared in front of Leng Fengying, she acted like a ghost behind her back, and refused to leave no matter what.

Although Nie Rujiu and Leng Fengying are called brothers, he has always cherished his love for this person in his heart, although he didn't make it clear, he didn't hide it either.

But Jing Yilan seemed to have the same thoughts about Leng Fengying, which made Nie Rujiu feel a sense of crisis, a feeling that his beloved was coveted by others.

And the conversation he had with Jing Yilan the day before yesterday, or that verbal conflict, was the reason for Jing Yilan's departure.

He would go to Nanfeng Hall once a month on the fifteenth day, which was a brothel in the Flower Street of Kangzhuang City, full of male prostitutes.

He has always been hiding the past from Leng Fengying, and Leng Fengying didn't notice it, unfortunately, his behavior was discovered by Jing Yilan.

Under the darkness, Jing Yilan walked out from the darkness holding the sword, and caught Nie Rujiu who was about to go back to the palace.

"Do you feel sorry for Feng Ying by doing this?" Jing Yilan stood in the night, his whole body was covered with air-conditioning, but his face was even colder than this night, dark and gloomy.

Nie Rujiu didn't raise her eyebrows, she just said to him, "If he knows, he's sorry. If he doesn't know, there's nothing to be sorry about."

"You..." Jing Yilan took a step, the sword was out of its sheath.

Nie Rujiu's expression didn't change, he just took out the flute on his waist, held it in front of his eyes, and looked at him without fear.

"Hmph." Jing Yilan, who was originally aggressive, stopped moving, and said coldly, "Don't let me see you go to that kind of place again."

Nie Rujiu ignored him and walked into the mansion.

He walked a few steps, and Jing Yilan's voice came from behind: "If you can't treat him well, then I will kill you."

Nie Rujiu paused, then walked in without hesitation.

Nanfeng Pavilion.No matter how resplendent the outside of the museum is, it still doesn't change the filthy nature inside.

Every wing room in the museum is called by a flower name, but now in this room named "Begonia", an unexpected guest has come.

Jing Yilan held the hilt of the sword with her right hand, pulled out the famous Remnant Jin Sword by three parts, and looked at the two struggling on the bed without saying a word.

It's not appropriate to say that it's easy, the two people on the bed, one is a client, the other is a young lady.

He came quietly, like a gust of wind, leaving no trace at all.

The man who came to prostitute was still pressing on the slender young man, and he didn't realize that someone came into the room at all.

That young man was the target of his trip, Jing Yilan had never met him, but he knew his name, his name was Fengxiu.

Jing Yilan's sword seldom kills, and the ones killed are all treacherous and evil people.

Today he still will not kill this client.

So he made a move and knocked him out with a single palm.

The young man was relieved, and still maintained that Chenghuan posture, without moving.

He doesn't seem to be afraid of the sword in Jing Yilan's hand at all, and he is not afraid of the situation he will face at all.

Only now did Jing Yilan see clearly that he had a face that was even more beautiful than a woman's, but this face was too feminine, appearing in this kind of fireworks place again, it made him feel sick for no reason.

Feng Xiu was completely naked and looked extremely embarrassed, but facing the swordsman who came to kill him, he just smiled and asked, "Who sent you here?"

Jing Yilan drew his sword out of its sheath, and said, "I did it myself."

Feng Xiu smiled, and said: "I have no grievances or enmities with you... You have no reason to kill me, is it Leng Qiangrong, Leng Fengying, or... Nie Rujiu?"

When he said the last name, he paused slightly, as if it was difficult to say it.

Jing Yilan didn't pay attention to him, and said the same thing: "I came here by myself."

Feng Xiu smiled helplessly, he was a little boyish, and said, "You can do it."

He didn't run away, nor did he resist, he knew that he couldn't hide, after all, he had no strength to restrain a chicken, and the opposite was a man with strong martial arts.

Jing Yilan didn't talk nonsense to him, he stepped forward holding the sword, and was about to sacrifice the sword with the blood of this young man.But he suddenly saw his eyes, they were very beautiful eyes, very similar to the person in Jing Yilan's mind.

It was this glance that made Jing Yilan change his mind.

The sword he was going to use to cut the boy's throat instead pierced his chest.

This sword came and went quickly, the cold blade pierced through the thin body, and went straight into the bed.

When Jing Yilan pulled out his sword, his blood spurted out, staining the man's fair chest red.

The combination of red blood and white skin is too dazzling.

Remnant Jin didn't touch any blood, the blood slid down the sword body, and after a while, there was no difference on the sword body.

Jing Yilan put the sword back into its sheath indifferently, turned and left, just as silently as when she came.

Only an insignificant young lady was left waiting to die on the bed.

This young lady's name is Fengxiu.

He also has another name, Wen Fei.

Wen Fei returned to the system space from Feng Xiu's body, raised his hand, and removed the phantom in the room.

The prostitute was lying neatly beside him, snoring like thunder, and he didn't realize that the person beside him was covered in blood.

"Master host, why bother to create an illusion?" Maoqiu tilted his head and said, he thought that his host would take the opportunity to attack again.

Wen Fei patted its head with a smile, and said, "He's sick."

He pointed to the man on the bed and explained to him.

This is the first time Wen Fei has challenged such a sad role. Compared with the Gu Huaiyin he once played, Feng Xiu's experience is even more miserable.

Fengxiu's mother, Ruan Xiyu, was originally a prostitute, and when she sold her body for the first time, she met Leng Qiangrong.

Leng Qiangrong redeemed Ruan Xiyu back and made her his ninth concubine.

Leng Qiang Rong was naturally romantic and had many heirs. When Ruan Xiyu came in, he already had seven daughters and six sons.

Although Ruan Xiyu is a prostitute, she is proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.After she married Leng Qiangrong, she restrained her habits and cared for her husband and raised her children at ease.

Leng Qiangrong also liked her very much, he not only ate and ate with her, but even gave her the bracelet that should be reserved for his wife.

Ruan Xiyu was in the limelight for a while, and she treated her husband better and better.

But the good times didn't last long, I don't know what taboo Ruan Xiyu committed against Leng Qiangrong.Leng Qiangrong expelled her from Leng's house and sold her back to the brothel.

At that time, she was pregnant with a son, Fengxiu.

Fengxiu was born in the land of smoked willows, and since he was a child, he has been poked at the back and called the son of a whore.

After Ruan Xiyu gave birth to him, he passed away within a few years.

Only then did Leng Qiangrong think of such a person, and took the wind sleeve back.

They did, but they didn't let him enter the genealogy, didn't let his surname Leng, and didn't recognize this son.

For a long time, Fengxiu's status in Leng's residence was slightly better than that of servants.If he bumped into the young master and miss in the mansion, he would be hanged and beaten.

There is a young master in Leng's residence, who is only a few months older than Fengxiu, but he is doted on.

That person is Leng Fengying.

Leng Fengying wasn't blind when she was young, but she was a little weak due to her premature birth.

The two were about the same age, one was held up in the sky, but the other was trampled in the mud.

At that time Nie Rujiu's father, Nie Huaishan, had a good relationship with Leng Qiangrong, and Nie Rujiu often went to Lengfu.

Fengxiu was 13 years old at the time, although he was young, he had already seen the warmth and warmth of human beings.He could see that everyone in the mansion was flattering the young prince, so he also started to approach him.

Nie Rujiu is also a young man at heart, and soon became friends with Feng Xiu and Feng Ying.

Although Leng Fengying often sees Fengxiu and knows that he is her half-brother, she only treats him as a servant of the mansion.

One is the white clouds in the sky, and the other is the soil on the ground, Nie Rujiu is naturally better at cold wind.

Feng Xiu wanted to use Nie Rujiu's relationship to get out of this embarrassing situation.Unexpectedly, good luck was not expected, but bad luck came.

In the twelfth lunar month of that year, Feng Xiu played with Nie Rujiu and Leng Fengying in the snow together.

Later, when the adults ran over to look, they found that Nie Rujiu and Leng Fengying had fallen into the thinly icy lake.

Later, both of them were rescued, Nie Rujiu's health was fine, but Leng Fengying had suffered from the root cause of his illness since then, and his health was not as good as before.

The matter couldn't be more clear, it must be that Fengxiu hated the two of them and pushed them down.