Transcending into a blue scorpion

At first, Yi Kui almost pinched several fingerprints on Lan Miao's waist, but now, his palms have unknowingly relaxed, and the strength has gradually become gentler.Lan Miao's long hair dangled on his chest, and a charming face flashed in it.He closed his eyes, rolled his Adam's apple, and made a few "grunts" in his throat.

He said: "You are coaxing me here because of Lu Fengxian...?"

Lan Miao's whole body has melted, like a horse of boiled honey, wrapping him layer by layer.He put his red lips close to Yikui's ear, and said with a smile, "Where is Lu Fengxian? Why didn't I see it?"

As he was talking, he suddenly put his arms around the other party, exerted strength on his waist and hips, and rolled into the bed with Yiku in his arms.

The chaotic voices in the tent gradually became quieter, and the cursing was completely gone, only the gasps and intermittent moans continued...

After a long time, the tent finally returned to silence.

Lan Miao lay on Yikui's chest, playing with the other's hair one after another.After a while, he suddenly "cheated" and laughed.

Yi Kui put his arm around Lan Miao's waist, but he didn't speak or move.

Lan Miao smiled and said, "You idiot."

Yi Kui still didn't make a sound.

Lan Miao lightly scratched his nose, and said, "Give me 120 a medicine hall? Do you know how much those medicine halls are worth? Do you think Lu Feng is a young man who has never seen a woman before? This kind of nonsense can only be said You're an idiot to believe that."

Yikui snorted coldly.

Lan Miao said softly: "Are you afraid that I will spend other people's money? They have plenty of money, so what are you worrying about? I'm only happy if I spend them bankrupt... Besides, isn't my money spent on you? If I had known you were so heartless, I wouldn't have invested money in your shop."

Speaking of this, he sighed again, kissed Yi Yi's crying chin, and said, "What can I do? Who told me to love you, a fool? But if I have a penny, I will definitely give you half of it."

Yiku stared at him, her face twitched a few times, and finally she let out a long sigh and closed her eyes.

There is such a pampered and naughty person in the family, what can you do if you tell lies and tell the truth, and paint black into white?Nobody can do anything about it.

Lan Miao slipped out again.

Before he slipped out, he even arranged a task for Yi Kui.Now that his hands are all healed and he still has the energy to fight, why not do more serious work.

Lu Fengxian's original residence has been burned down.

But for a person like him who buys a house and land wherever he goes, his whereabouts are really easy to find.

Lan Miao made some inquiries and found Lu Fengxian's current residence.

White stone lions, red lacquered gates, a plaque written with gold powder, and two large characters of "Lu Yuan" written on it.Looking at this garden gate alone, it is full of wealth and honor.

After the house was burned, Lu Fengxian simply built a private garden, and moved in with his disciples and servants.In just a few days, everything was arranged neatly, and the wall and pillars were painted brightly, and passers-by couldn't help but look sideways.

Lan Miao walked up the stairs, and the concierge came out from afar.

Just as he was about to announce his name, the concierge bowed and said, "Miss Lan, please."

Lan Miao smiled and followed him in.As he walked, he asked, "Where is your master?"

The concierge Dui smiled and said: "Master has something to do, he specifically told us before going out, if the girl comes, be sure to entertain her well."

As expected, Lan Miao received meticulous hospitality.

Eat good tea and rice, live in a good house.When he was full and ready to go to bed, the servant girl came to ask if he wanted to clean himself and take a bath.After seeing Lan Miao nodding, he led him through the winding corridor and entered another courtyard.

The houses in this courtyard are particularly tall and magnificently decorated.

The maid raised the bead curtain, and the room was filled with mist.

The mist came from a bath with a radius of two feet.

Beside the pool stands a flying dragon head carved in white marble, and beside the dragon head is a phoenix head.The dragon and the phoenix opened their mouths wide, and a stream of warm water sprayed out from the mouth and poured into the pool.The walls of the bath are also made of white marble, with curly cloud patterns inlaid with Aventurine jade.At a glance, the sky is white and the clouds are light green, as if you are in a fairyland in heaven.

Lan Miao already understood that this was Lu Fengxian's private bath, at this time two more maidservants came in.They put four bamboo baskets by the pool and retreated.

Lan Miao went to look at those bamboo baskets.There are six small bowls in a bamboo basket, all of which are woven from bamboo leaves.In each bowl, there is a small shiny black ball.The small balls are soft and smooth to the touch, and when you smell them, you can distinguish the smell of medicinal materials such as Angelica dahurica, Digupi, sour pomegranate peel, and white sandalwood.

This should be used for washing hair.

In another bamboo basket, there is a basket of multicolored powder.At first glance, it looks like something that the Five Poison Boys use to harm people.However, the five poisons are stenchy, but this basket of powder is fragrant and fragrant.Lan Miao took a closer look and recognized dozens of spices such as clove, green wood, pearl, red lotus, cherry, and white hollyhock. The powder was ground together with half a basket of beans, which was used for bathing.

In the third bamboo basket were five large bath handkerchiefs stacked neatly.Lan Miao glanced at the last basket, and there were four thin porcelain bottles the size of fists inside, which should be filled with sesame oil or something.

This kind of treatment cannot be bought by spending money in the inns outside.

It took Lan Miao half an hour to take a comfortable bath, then wrapped her body in a large towel, and sat on the bamboo chair by the pool.After combing his hair, he took a new bath towel and wrung out his long wet hair.

He was twisting, when suddenly a pair of hands rested on his shoulders.

The hands slipped lightly over his collarbone, pulling the towel off his body.

Lan Miao's bare back was also completely exposed.

He felt those hands leave, and soon, a handful of creamy liquid was smeared on his back.The hands stroked his back slowly, then rubbed along the curve of his shoulders, and slid to his chest.

Lan Miao looked down, the liquid was light gold in color, translucent and crystal clear, with a faint fragrance of roses.Sure enough, it was the rose essential oil in that bottle.

The hands that oiled him had long fingers, cleanly trimmed nails, and fair, delicate skin.

These are the hands that only a noble son can have.

He didn't have to look back to know who it was.

Lu Fengxian said: "He didn't come with you?"

He didn't explain who "he" was, but both of them understood without having to say much.

Lan Miao Yanran said: "If he comes, you still want to touch me like this?"

Lu Fengxian said: "He really can't control you."

After hearing this, Lan Miao stood up suddenly.

He turned around slowly, relaxed his arms, and put his snow-white arms on Lu Fengxian's neck.A pair of eyes fresh out of the bath, watery and bright as stars in the night sky.

He looked at Lu Fengxian, smiled and said, "Do you want to control me too?"

Lu Feng didn't answer at first, she was still rubbing sesame oil on his hands, and said: "I heard that since he met you, all the money he spent on women has been spent on you. You have made more than seventy lovers, Half of them were killed by him. No matter how far away he goes on business, he must stay with you for half a year?"

Lan Miao was a little surprised, looked Lu Fengxian up and down, and said: "You don't have long ears, but you can inquire so clearly."

He laughed again, and said: "So? You are also going to send me money, kill my former lover, and leave me to live in your house for a few years?"

Lu Feng had already finished applying rose essential oil for him.

He put on light-yellow silk trousers and a small white silk gown for Lan Miao, then with a shake of his hands, he shook off a sapphire-blue robe and draped it over Lan Miao's shoulders.The collar, skirt and cuffs of this robe are all embroidered with scorpion patterns with twisted gold thread.When the robe flutters, the precious light is shining, the auspicious energy is shining, and the luxury is incomparable.

Twisted gold thread is different from the fake gold thread of later generations. It is made by pasting gold leaf on the leather, cutting into filaments, winding the filaments on cotton threads, and spiraling them into gold threads.Therefore, the patterns on this shirt are all made of real gold.

Once a rich man entertained distinguished guests. Others guessed what kind of delicacies the rich man would serve. Unexpectedly, when the lid was opened, there was a bowl full of pearls inside.Lu Fengxian's demeanor was almost the same as his.

He stared at Lan Miao and said, "What do you want?"

Lan Miao bit her lip and suddenly laughed.

He rolled his eyes, but didn't answer, and said for a while, "I have something that I want to tell you, but I don't know if I should or not."

Lu Fengxian said: "Is it a good thing or a bad thing?"

Lan Miao looked worried and said, "This matter is both a good thing and a bad thing."

Lu Fengxian said indifferently: "Who is it good for? Who is it bad for?"

Lan Miao stared at him, smiled sweetly, and said, "It's a good thing for you, but it's a big bad thing for Shangguan Jin Hong."

The snow on the street has not yet melted, but the house is warm and windy.

Lan Miao leaned on the table, playing backgammon one after another.Lu Fengxian sat beside him, but instead of watching chess, he played with Lan Miao's belt.

This belt is also different from ordinary belts. After being wrapped tightly twice, there is still more than two feet left, and the material is very soft.When walking, it sticks like Cao's clothes coming out of the water, and floats like Wu's belt in the wind.

Belts like these never come cheap.

Although it has no embroidery or print on it, it's just a vegan moon white color.

But it may have a special function.

Lu Feng was writing first, and wrote on the belt.

Dare to write in front of such a person with the other person's belt, his handwriting is naturally very beautiful.

People have different personalities, and the characters they write will be different, even if they are written in the same font.

The elegance and grace of Wen Hou on the silver halberd are all contained in this stroke of Zhong Wang Xiaokai.

"Xu Xin painting hall embroidery pavilion, bright moon and cool breeze, bear to let the time go lightly..."

When Lan Miao saw this, she couldn't help laughing.

"...From ancient times to the present, there have been few beautiful talents and sons who were as beautiful as they used to be. And leaning on each other. If it hasn't disappeared, pity me for my versatility. May grandma and Lanren Huixing, under the foreword, express my deepest meaning. It is an oath for the alliance. This life Never be alone."

After writing the half-column poems, the two belts are dripping with light ink. From a distance, they look like clouds and smoke, but when they are seen up close, there are dragons and snakes moving their brushes. They are actually much more beautiful than embroidery.

Lu Fengxian said softly: "Miao Er, is my poem written well?"

Lan Miao held her chin and said, "I don't understand."

Naturally, Lu Fengxian didn't go into details, just took out something from his sleeve, and said with a smile, "I wrote half a poem for Miaoer, can Miaoer also write a poem for me?"

He crushed the ebony folding fan inlaid with silver, and took a silk fan with a jade handle with him.The whole fan is translucent and snow-white, with nothing on the fan surface, just suitable for painting and writing poems.

Lan Miao smiled and said: "Do you think everyone is like you, what are you learning from Qin Guan Liu Yong, who loves to write those sour poems? Take it away, my teeth are all knocked down."

Lu Fengxian also smiled and said: "My good Miaoer, can I treat you with thousands of dollars in exchange for a poem? If you write it for me, I will remember your kindness. I will promise you whatever you ask for."

Lan Miao smiled, thought for a while, then wrote a poem with a pen, threw the fan back to him, and said: "My calligraphy is not as good as yours, and my poems are not as good as yours. But the poem has been given to you." , if you are not satisfied, there will be no refund."

Lu Feng first looked down, and saw some unknown characters on the fan. Speaking of calligraphy, it was very rough, but it had a murderous look.

"When the autumn comes on September [-]th, I will kill a hundred flowers after the flowers bloom. The fragrance of the sky spreads through Chang'an, and the city is full of golden armor."

Suddenly there were three "bang bang bang", and someone knocked on the door.

The knock on the door was short and rapid.

Lu Feng closed the fan first and said, "Come in."

Lu Di entered in response, clasped his fists and said, "Uncle, my nephew has checked it out, and it is indeed like what Brother Lan said, Shangguan Jinhong's schedule has changed recently, and he disappears for an hour every day, as if to practice a mysterious martial art gone."

Then, he said anxiously: "Uncle, is it time for us to take revenge?"

Lu Fengxian and Lan Miao looked at each other with different expressions, but they all showed strange smiles.