wind blowing wind

Dangerous smile.

"Don't go too far, I just lost my first night... um..." Yudi just said halfway, when suddenly she felt dizzy, and just passed out unconsciously.

Seeing this, Wei Shengni felt quite refreshed, and came to the old bustard of Lihong Pavilion like the wind.

The old bustard saw a man in red pulling a crumbling long-clothed man in Qiuxiang. The gust of wind swept through him, and he couldn't help being shocked. Then he put on a smile and said, "My lord..."

"How much."

"Huh?" The bustard was puzzled.

"How much is he worth?" Wei Shengni asked impatiently.

The old bustard was taken aback, and quickly began to look at the unconscious jade flute, and said to himself: "The facial features are good, but she looks like a seedling, but she doesn't know how well she is in bed."

"The sound is absolutely ecstasy." Wei Shengni hooked the corner of his mouth treacherously.

The old bustard raised her eyebrows when she heard the words: "Really?"

"nonsense."

"Ten taels?"

"Deal." Wei Shengni let go of his hand, and the jade flute limply slumped on the ground. After he turned around, he suddenly remembered something, turned around and ordered: "Teach him to pick up the guests immediately."

"This, why is this?"

"Stop talking nonsense." Wei Shengni snorted coldly.

The old bustard was also very knowledgeable, so he didn't ask any more questions, and asked someone to hold up the jade flute and said: "Take him to the empty room, and explain to the guests later, whoever is willing can directly make a deal."

Seeing this, Wei Shengni felt relieved to book a room next door, and saw Mu Yin bringing Song Yanchu here without any surprise.

"Tuhui, what did you do to him?" Song Yanchu worried.

"It's nothing, just a lesson." Wei Shengni smiled and stroked Song Yanchu's hair.

"Will it be too much..." Song Yanchu worried.

"Let's sit inside first." Wei Shengni avoided the topic, and dragged Song Yanchu into the wing room, followed by Mu Yin.

The three of them drank tea and ate the small snacks in silence, and within a short time of sticking to a stick of incense, there was movement next door.Due to the good sound insulation, only people with internal strength, such as Yaoyin and Weishengni, can know the situation next door, but Song Yanchu doesn't know anything about it.

There were rustling footsteps from the next door, as if there was a visitor.Then came the cry of the jade flute, which seemed to be calling for help, the sound of pushing, tearing, and the sound of footsteps moving.

Until the broken porcelain splashed and made a crisp sound.

Song Yanchu was startled and said, "What's going on?"

"what--"

A cry came from next door, with despair and resentment.

At this time, Yaoyin suddenly got up and flew to the next door, and Wei Shengni grabbed Song Yanchu who was about to get up, and said, "Yuyin is here, he will be fine."

After a while, Muyin returned to the wing room holding the jade flute that was crying hoarsely, and kept holding on to his long coat that was about to be torn off.I saw that his nose was red from crying, the corners of his eyes were also bright red, his voice was even softer, and the silk headband was torn in half.

"Miaoxian... Mister... woo woo woo..."

From sobbing to crying, he simply wailed in his arms, really like a child, while Mu Yin let him hold him silently and without resistance. Deep in thought.

"Sir, the jade flute is so pitiful... woo woo woo... The island master sold the jade flute... woo woo..." Yudi climbed up to the wrong sound, weeping and complaining unscrupulously.

Wei Shengni watched Yudi hold Muyin more and more tightly, and pulled him away after a moment of discomfort, then stood in front of Muyin and said coldly: "Don't touch him."

Yudi kept sobbing, a few drops of tears hung on her small face, her thin body kept shaking, Song Yanchu suddenly looked at Wei Shengni sympathetically and reproachfully, then pulled Yudi to the chair and sat down.

"Where is Mr. Yudi injured?" Song Yanchu looked like a doctor and began to check his injuries.

"You...you are Doctor Song Yanchu Song?" Yudi sobbed in surprise.

"En." Song Yanchu smiled and nodded.

"Wow~ Yudi has only heard of Doctor Song before, but never met him, but are Doctor Song and Mr. Suhuiyou very familiar?" Yudi gradually shifted her attention to Song Yanchu.

Wei Shengni looked at the jade flute, this man was very familiar with Jinyue Island, and the rumor said that the sword technique that the jade flute just used was the Shuangming sword technique that all men on the island practiced, but this matter is still too strange.

"En." After Song Yanchu checked, he found that Yudi was just overly frightened, and there was nothing wrong with it.

"Does Doctor Song like the owner of the island? Hey, except for Weixue, the men on the island can't forget the owner of the island. Unfortunately, the owner of the island only likes Mr. Doctor Song don't like the owner of the island anymore..." Yudi seemed to have forgotten the shock just now Heart, keep talking non-stop.

Song Yanchu was a little overwhelmed, and just as he was about to speak, Wei Shengni pulled him up. Wei Shengni looked at Song Yanchu worriedly, and Song Yanchu shook his head with a smile.

"Let's go." Wei Shengni just felt that he couldn't deal with this jade flute anymore, even if he was from Jinyue Island, so what?

"Hey, hey, don't leave the jade flute behind, the jade flute is just telling the truth, doctor Song~ Be careful that the island owner will always give up...cough cough..." Yudi yelled and was suddenly caught by Wei Sheng. Reversely strangled the neck.

"You think you've lived too long?" Wei Sheng said dangerously, his eyes were like ice knives.

"Woooo...first...Mister...cough cough..." Yu Di cast his eyes on Miu Yin and begged for help.

"Cheng, he is from the island after all." Mu Yin's eyes flashed strangely, and then said lightly.

Wei Shengni glanced at Mu Yin tacitly, then let go of the jade flute and pulled it up. Song Yanchu was about to leave, but Mu Yin took a meaningful look at Yu Di and walked away.

"Wait for me!" Yudi roared and followed them.

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Weisheng?" A handsome servant suddenly stopped in front of Weishengni, and said respectfully.

"Get out of the way." Wei Shengni said and wanted to leave.

"My son, please invite Mr. Weisheng to get together, please move Mr. Weisheng." The young man continued to be respectful, but his tone was strong.

"Who is your son?" Wei Shengni asked calmly.

"Please forgive me for not being able to tell you, my young master is waiting in the opposite room, but my young master has absolutely no ill intentions towards you."

"Okay." Wei Shengni agreed, he knew that it was normal for any strange things to happen now, just like the appearance of Yu Di.

How can you get a tiger without entering the tiger's den?

Just as Song Yanchu was about to speak, Yudi suddenly interrupted worriedly: "Trace back, be careful."

Song Yanchu was taken aback for a moment, then retracted what he wanted to say, and stopped speaking.

Wei Shengni felt distressed looking at Song Yanchu's appearance, he glared at Yudi angrily, then hugged Song Yanchu tenderly: "Yanchu, I want to listen to you."

Song Yanchu said softly, embarrassed: "Be careful, don't try to be brave."

"Okay." Wei Sheng smiled reversely.

"I'll send Yan Chu back, please don't be careless." Mu Yin nodded towards Wei Shengni.

Wei Shengni let go of Song Yanchu, came to Mu Yin and kissed his forehead, saying, "Don't worry, I will be back as soon as possible."

Yaoyin distanced himself from Wei Shengni in embarrassment, his face turned red and then white, and finally pretended to be calm and fake coughed a few times before taking Song Yanchu and leaving, still following the jade flute behind him.

"This way please." The boy was silent the whole time, watching everyone leave before inviting Wei Shengni.

*****

Wei Shengni was led to a room, and the boy said, "Please come inside."

Wei Shengni glanced at the boy suspiciously, and opened the door vigilantly.

A burst of tangy smell of medicine came oncoming, the smell of medicine was not like the clean and fresh fragrance of herbs on Yan Chu's body, but the smell of bitter and depressing medicine juice, Wei Shengni frowned unconsciously.

"I'm sorry, my young master is sick and still taking medicine." The boy apologized.

Wei Shengni didn't say anything, and stepped into the room.

The room is filled with the bitter smell of medicinal juice, which makes people wonder how seriously ill the owner of the room is.The room is fresh and elegant, unlike the lively and fragrant outside, which is luxurious and luxurious.

Wei Sheng walked around a corner, and heard a few light coughs, he could tell that it was a man, and he was short of breath, weak and weak, slightly hoarse, which was quite pitiful.

"Young Master Weisheng?" He asked softly.

Wei Sheng stared at the back in front of him calmly, the man was sitting on an exquisite and luxurious wheelchair with his back facing him, holding a pair of scissors in his slender white hands and trimming the potted plants.

One can only see that person wearing a silver silk dress, covered with a white gauze dress, with half of his hair down, and the other half tied up with an exquisite hair crown, embedded with a few clear pearls and stones, dignified yet pure.

"Who are you?" Weisheng asked calmly as he sat down in his robe.

"An Yi unknown junior, you don't have to worry about Mr. Weisheng." The man moved the wheelchair and turned around.

Weisheng poured a cup of tea, and looked at the man called "An Yi" with great interest. The man's appearance was really amazing, and his sick face could not conceal his stunning beauty. He really was a lovely sick beauty. , but... Wei Sheng stared fixedly at the man's eyes.

"I have been blind since I was a child, and my legs are not working well. I made Mr. Weisheng laugh...cough cough..." Anyi smiled, and then coughed a few times with difficulty.

"What do you want from me?" Wei Sheng asked.

"Play chess." As soon as An Yi finished speaking, the young servant came in with a game of chess.

"That's all?" Wei Sheng knocked on the table.

"What else does Mr. Weisheng want? An Yi will definitely accompany you." An Yi groped and touched the chessboard.

"Are you a man from Lihong Pavilion?" Wei Shengni asked.

"My young master regards chess as his destiny. He travels around looking for various chess players to play against each other. Now he just won the top card here, so he will take a rest here." The young man answered him.

Weisheng gave an evil smile: "Tsk tsk, I haven't tasted the taste of a sick beauty yet."

"Presumptuous! How dare you speak to the young master..." The servant said displeasedly, but An Yi raised his hand to stop the waiter's words.

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