My Gentleman Reborn

However, when Mrs. Lu was looking for Lu Zhuoxi's prospective daughter-in-law, a person came to the village.

Dressed in a dark yellow fur robe, followed by a band of knife attendants, holding a stove in his hand, he appeared in a carriage at the gate of He Yuzhou's courtyard.

He looked up at the huge courtyard, and frowned indistinctly.

This place is more like a palace than a courtyard.

That man, he gathered all his people here, and built such a place, what did he want to do?

And that will...

Thinking of that will, he silently tightened his hand in the sleeve.

Close your eyes and approach, the courtyard is crowded with people, the sweet smell fills your nose, the courtyard is full of tables, chairs and benches, all kinds of people are sitting there, and the waiter serves dim sum to greet the guests, it's like running a tea house.

He frowned tightly, walked across the noisy courtyard, and walked inside. The place is much quieter, but there are not many people. Everyone is sitting at the table listening to the sound of the piano. The man listened to the sound and looked over. In front of the courtyard inside, there was a person with white hair and white beard who was like a fairy, playing the piano alone on a piano platform in the courtyard.

The man recognized the man and couldn't help but slightly raised his head and looked at him.

Se Xing opened his eyes as if he sensed it, and when he saw the person coming, he played a few wrong syllables in a confusion, he stopped his hands, and everyone looked at Se Xing suspiciously.

Se Xing got up and cupped his hands towards the crowd, saying: "The old man is not feeling well today, and I will play the piano for everyone another day. What you eat and drink at everyone's table today is regarded as Se Xing's invitation to everyone. I hope everyone will not be offended."

After finishing speaking, he ignored the noise of the crowd and came to the man with a cold face: "What are you doing here?"

The man sneered: "Where is Qi Yan!"

"Not here." Se Xing snorted.

The man pursed his lips and squinted at Sexing: "You'd better tell me."

Sexing said: "I'll see what you can do to me. As Qi Yan's younger brother, how dare you disrespect your brother's friend!"

The man clenched his fists and glanced back. The attendant understood, drew his sword, and glared, but a person suddenly appeared beside him, protecting Sexing behind him.

It's Qingyan.

"Qi Shishi, this is not a place for you to mess around!"

The man sneered: "Where is his place that I can't mess with!"

"Well said!" Qi Yan stepped out and looked at the man with a smile on his face: "There is really nothing in my place that you can't mess with."

"Qingyan." Qi Yan glanced at Qingyan.

Qing Yan frowned, and reluctantly took the sword back.

The man looked at Qi Yan, and Qi Yan smiled at him: "Eleventh Brother, don't come here without any problems."

"My good brother is, how are you doing recently?"

"Thank you, Brother Eleven, for remembering me. I've been waiting for you. Come with me."

The man gave an evil smile, and was about to follow him, but the guard behind him stopped him: "Master."

The man looked at the guard and pushed his hand away: "I'm fine, you lead someone to wait outside and listen to my instructions."

The man hesitated to speak, and finally frowned and lowered his head like a compromise: "Yes."

Following Qi Yan approached was a courtyard full of snow scenes.

Qi Yan walked in front, with light steps, dressed in white, very chic.

The man followed him, looking at his back complicatedly with a trace of nostalgia.

Qi Yan brought him to the center of the courtyard, where there was a pavilion with a stove burning on it, and a pot of boiling water on it. There was a person sitting there, dressed in brocade and fur robes, with a male-female face and a slender figure. Swept across his chest without a trace...

man?

He frowned and followed Qi Yan towards the man.

The man got up and greeted him: "Qi Yan, you are back, who is this?"

Qi Yan looked at the man and said with a smile, "I told you, Eleventh Brother."

"What..." He Yuzhou was surprised, and then panicked. He pulled Qi Yan in front of him, and looked at the man warily.

Qi Shishi raised his eyebrows.

Qi Yan chuckled from behind, took He Yuzhou and walked out from behind him: "It's okay, eleventh brother, come and sit down."

"Let me introduce you, this is your sister-in-law."

Qi Shixi was taken aback, looked at He Yuzhou, and sneered: "I don't remember my brother having a habit of breaking sleeves."

Qi Yan smiled and said, "It's not too late to know now."

Qi Shishi was displeased: "I am suffering at the border, but you are here at ease!"

Qi Yan smiled lightly and said nothing, pulled He Yuzhou to sit aside and said, "Yu'er, make a cup of plum blossom tea for Brother Eleven."

He Yuzhou didn't know what Qi Yan was going to do, but trusting him instinctively, he poured a cup of plum blossom tea for the man.

The plum blossoms were fragrant, and the tea was clear. When Qi Yan handed the tea to Qi Shishi, Qi Shishi didn't take it.

Qi Yan was not in a hurry, the tea was served in front of him, and he stubbornly refused to put it down until he took it.

Qi Shishi finally moved and took the teacup.

Qi Yan said: "Plum blossoms are born of suffering and grow and suffer. Only suffering can create such sweetness."

"It's just like you. You have gone out to practice for a while, and your body is really much calmer."

Qi Shixi paused, and put down the teacup heavily: "What do you mean by that!"