unscrupulous male concubine

Because of the rain, the entire Wangcheng became very quiet, filled with a kind of deserted and deserted, and the noodle restaurant was also deserted, with few people.

Chunjing, Ruirui and Jinmo sat around the window seat, the hot steam from the noodle soup spread in the air, the aroma was tangy and mouth-watering.

Chun Jing sat sideways on the bench, raised one leg on the bench, turned her head and stared at the rain outside the window without focus, the wind blowing in from the window brought a few drops of rain, and the raindrops falling on the eaves were also caught. The wind blows intermittently.

If Qian Hangzhi went to Yunze Cangyu, he would only be suppressed.

Moreover, how can a person not bow his head under the eaves? If the strong dragon can't overwhelm the local snake, his ambition will be hopeless.

After thinking about it, Qian Hangzhi's choice is the most beneficial to both him and Qian Mingjia. The harsh environment of the ancient city is not a place for Qian Mingjia to stay.And no matter how cold-blooded and ruthless that day demon is, he won't do anything to a woman who has no power to restrain her.

With a bang, the sound of the broken wine jar rang in his ears, and Chunjing shivered through the open window, and saw a slender and slender figure who was very drunk on the second floor of Xianweiju, which was diagonally opposite, and the wine jar downstairs. It was broken into dregs, and the wine flowed all over the floor.

"Wine...wine..." He yelled at the top of his voice, holding on to the railing with both hands, leaning over to look downstairs, with a vomit sound coming from his throat, his footsteps were flimsy, and he was about to fall headfirst.

"It's Feng Ming." Jin Mo said.

Chunjing frowned, a gust of wind picked up, and he had reached the second floor of Xianweiju, standing behind Feng Ming, grabbed his collar and pushed him down on the stool.

He pinched his nose and glanced at Feng Ming, and frowned in disgust, this man had drunk a lot of wine, the smell of alcohol could kill a cow.His face was as red as a monkey's butt, his eyes could no longer be opened, but he still pulled his neck with his sense of smell and shouted, "Wine, where's the wine! Bring the wine!"

Chunjing frowned and pressed Feng Ming, took two steps to the edge of the balcony, looked at Ruirui and Jinmo in the opposite window to ask for help.Just now when he saw Feng Ming was about to fall downstairs, he almost subconsciously came to save him, but now he didn't know what to do.

Ruirui watched him shrug his shoulders and spread his hands, expressing that he was helpless, and let him figure it out, then turned around and sat back to continue eating noodles.

Jin Mo, too, nodded towards him from a distance, turned around and disappeared into the window without saying a word.

"Give me a drink."

Feng Ming got the strength from nowhere, pushed Chun Jing's hand away, stood up suddenly, grabbed Chun Jing's collar, pushed him to the railing, closed his eyes and muttered.

Chun Jing leaned back, the rain hit his face and fell into his eyes, he turned his face away and looked at Feng Ming's face, thinking to himself, this guy is not pretending to be crazy, he really wanted his own life.

He shook his head, brushed off the rain on his face, exerted force on his shoulders, twisted his waist, rolled over and pressed Feng Ming under him, stepped on his chest, raised his hand and lifted the hair, wiped his face.

Feng Ming felt that his chest was stuffy, so he stretched out his hand to push Chunjing's foot, but he couldn't push it away because of his weakness. In the end, he just gave up, dropped his hand, tilted his head, and fell asleep, even snoring evenly.

The rain splashed on his flushed face, but he still slept well.

Chun Jing froze for a moment, her pupils dilated suddenly, how could this be possible!

"Hey!" Chun Jing leaned forward and patted Feng Ming's face, "Hey, wake up! You... Hey!"

Chunjing pursed her lips and put down her feet, pulled him in from the railing, patted his shoulder, coughed lightly, held her breath, carefully picked up the corner of her clothes and swept over his nose, pinched her throat and scolded Said, "Feng Ming, how can you drink without paying the bill!"

Feng Ming's whole body burst, and he opened his eyes suddenly. They were a pair of beautiful eyes, emerald green, full of melancholy.

"Miss." A golden light flashed in Feng Ming's eyes.

Chun Jing raised her hand and snapped her fingers in front of him, smiled slightly, and said, "You drank too much, you should go back."

"it is good."

Feng Ming's eyes were a little confused, and he stood up staggeringly, pressing his temples with his hands, feeling very uncomfortable.

Chun Jing grabbed his arm, "Wait a minute."

Now in Feng Ming's eyes, he is the charming Qian Mingjia.

He turned around and walked to the stairs, and called downstairs, "Nico, bring a bowl of vinegar up here."

Nico moved quickly, poked his head and glanced at Feng Ming who was sitting at the table with his temple pressed, handed the vinegar to Chun Jing, and spread his hands, "A total of 310 two gold beads."

Chun Jing handed the money bag that had just slipped down from Feng Ming's waist to Nico, "You counted this bowl of vinegar, too!"

"Not only this bowl of vinegar, Mr. Feng broke two wine jars and nine wine bowls."

Chunjing looked at him and waved his hands hurriedly, afraid that he would give him the money he wanted to talk again later.He turned around and walked to Feng Ming's side, took a deep breath, and said with a smile, "Feng Ming, drink this!"

Feng Ming turned his head to look at him, with a gentle smile on his face, as if even if he were to die now, he wouldn't say no.

Feng Ming picked up the vinegar bowl and took a sip, his face wrinkled instantly, he looked up at Chun Jing, gritted his teeth, raised his head and drank the bowl of vinegar in one gulp.

"So obedient!" Chun Jing patted Feng Ming's shoulder with a smile, and said with a smile, "Okay, now go home, have a good sleep, and wake up naturally."

Feng Ming nodded, walked downstairs, left Xianweiju, and walked into the rain.

Chun Jing leaned on the railing to watch Feng Ming go away, and glanced at the noodle restaurant, not planning to go back and disturb Ruirui and Jin Mo, the two of them seem to get along very well, if this continues, maybe a good thing is coming.It's better to go to Yunliang Pavilion first, maybe there will be unexpected gains.

Just leave.Ruirui, who was sitting in the noodle restaurant, narrowed her eyes slightly, and with a snap, a pair of chopsticks in her hand snapped.

"What's wrong?" Jin Mo asked her.

"He ran away again!" Ruirui slapped her chopsticks on the table and said angrily.

Jin Mo was stunned for a moment, suddenly realized, and smiled, "Are you going to chase it?"

"Stop chasing, always chasing like this, I'm exhausted." Ruirui snorted, and waved to the waiter, "Here are those chopsticks again."

Like other places to do business, Yunliang Pavilion is also very deserted.The difference is that Yunliang Pavilion is not because of the rain. At night, no matter how heavy the rain is, there will be crowds of people rushing over to give money.

Chun Jing directly pushed the door open and went in, the hall was quiet, busy all night, those young masters were resting in the room.Those who don't rest are those who didn't have a shift last night and got enough sleep, such as Quercus leaf.

The sound of pounding medicine is bright but not dull, very rhythmic. If you sniff carefully, you will smell the aroma of herbs in the gardenia fragrance that fills the room.

Following the medicinal fragrance, Chunjing walked to a door, which was ajar. Inside the door, the oak leaves were sitting behind the case, studying medical books, and a young servant was sitting with his back to the door, making medicine.

Zhu Ye raised her head from the book, bypassed the case, and opened the door, "Master Jingchun. Master is here to find Xiao Jiu?"

"Are you dispensing medicine?" Chunjing smiled, closed the fan and pointed inside, wrinkled his nose and sniffed, "It seems to be medicine for nourishing blood and nourishing Qi."

"This is the shortcoming of cultivating the human body. It will become worse because of the upside-down black and white. Originally, the wolves are very energetic at night."

Chun Jing rubbed her nose and said with a smile, "That's true. Has Mo Weizhe recovered from his illness?"

"No problem."

Chunjing stood outside the door, while Zhuye stood inside, and did not invite him in.The boy pounding medicine didn't seem to hear the two people talking at all, he kept his head down and kept pounding medicine.

"What medicine is so fragrant?" Chunjing rolled her eyes, and nimbly wrapped around behind the oak leaves like a snake, and jumped into the room, looking left and right.

"You really are an unruly person." Zhu Ye turned to look at him, and smiled softly, "No wonder the eldest son is worried about Xiao Jiu."

"I have nothing to do with Jiudieyun, I never thought of him."

"Then what happened to him? Every time I meet you, I get hurt."

"So you should persuade him to hide as far away as you can when you see me in the future! It is likely that the five elements of the two of us are incompatible. Do you have a drug here? It is a drug that makes people become obedient after taking it."

"There are drugs for stupor, but they will only make people unconscious."

"The fake death medicine, do you have it?"

"It's a drug that paralyzes the nerves for a short time."

"good."

"I don't. Refining that kind of medicine still needs the support of magic, and my medicine can only last for a quarter of an hour at most."

"What a pity! Why don't you try to practice spells?"

"I refine medicine to save people."

"Sorry." Chunjing apologized to Querye for her shallowness, changed the subject, and continued, "Do you know Chuyang? I heard that he is a friend Mo Weizhe recognizes."

"I know. There are only a handful of people who can be regarded as friends by Mr. Wei. But he is dead."

"How did he die?"

"I don't know."

"Then what impression do you have of this man?"

"Low-key, solitary."

"Are all the friends that Mo Weizhe recognizes like this?"

"No."

"Can you give me some of your blood-nourishing medicine? I have a friend who is weak and sick."

Oak Leaf frowned slightly, walked around him to open the cabinet, took out a porcelain bottle from it and handed it to him.

Chunjing looked at the various porcelain vases in the cabinet, and pouted her lips. If Ruirui saw these things, she must be very excited.After getting the medicine, Chunjing nodded and said goodbye, and was going to go upstairs to find Mo Weizhe, this was the focus of his visit today.

Sitting cross-legged outside Mo Weizhe's room door, Xiaocha dozed. Hearing the sound of footsteps, Xiaocha sat up in a jerk, got up and nodded to Chunjing, "Young Master Jingchun, you are resting!"

Chunjing looked at the closed door, nodded, pulled Xiaocha's sleeve and walked aside, handed him a bag of snacks, "Is he cured?"

"Okay. I also met with Mr. Huiri yesterday."

"After I left yesterday, did Miss Qianmingjia from Qianfu come?"

"Miss Qian? She has never been to Yunliang Pavilion, and even if she does, she is always at the Jiuyu Inn opposite."

Chunjing pursed her lips and nodded, "I'll go and see Mo Weizhe."

He was a little puzzled, if Qian Mingjia hadn't come to Yunliang Pavilion yesterday, how could he smell the fragrance of gardenias on his body?