White-haired Demon Lord and Senior Brother

◎The scar on the wrist◎

Before Huang Yan opened his lips to speak, the two saw Fu Xuehen walking slowly from the other side of the passage at the same time.Seeing the two people facing each other, Xue Hen froze for a moment, then stopped: "Are you... today's honored guests?"

Huang Yan guessed his identity from Xue Hen's attire, and politely replied: "This young master should be the young master of Yunxiuding, can you send someone to take us outside the door?"

Xue Hen said generously: "If the two of you need to catch up, I can personally see you off." He did what he said, and immediately walked in front, leading Huang Yan and Zhu Yanfeng to the front yard of the main gate.

Huang Yan took advantage of this golden opportunity, pretending to ask casually, and asked: "Mrs. Caishang just mentioned that Lingmei's marriage was promised to another family before Xiyutai was in charge. Is there anyone else who is better than Xiyutai?" The head of Yutai is more qualified to marry Lingmei?"

Xue Hen was scheming and upright, only thought it was an ordinary conversation, and saw that there was no one else around, so he sighed softly and started talking generously: "I only found out not long ago, it turns out that my sister already had a doll My dear, my respected father must also know, but as you said, my sister will be more majestic when married to Xiyutai, and in the future Xiyutai will also help Yunxiuding to gain more prestige in the martial arts world."

Huang Yan asked again: "I don't know which family's son it is who made a baby kiss with Lingmei?"

Xue Hen became curious: "Why do you two care so much about my sister's marriage?"

Zhu Yanfeng informed: "We are from the Jinling Pavilion in Qingluan City. There are people in the Jinling Pavilion who have an unknown relationship with Lingmei."

Xue Hen understood as soon as he heard it, and sighed again: "Coincidentally speaking, it is that Zhu Yunzhan."

It was obviously something that should be joyful, but Huang Yan and Zhu Yanfeng could only sigh regretfully.

Suddenly Huang Yan and Zhu Yanfeng stopped at the same time, Xue Hen looked back at them both, and asked curiously, "Why didn't you two leave, did you forget something?"

Huang Yan didn't answer, only Zhu Yanfeng answered on his behalf, and said with a gentle smile: "My lord, is there a rule in Yunxiuding to send someone to secretly follow you when seeing off guests?"

Xue Hen immediately walked behind the two of them and looked around, only to see a figure flashing past, Zhu Yanfeng immediately chased after him, with a speed like the wind, stopped the figure, fought with the figure, and hit the path .As soon as Xue Hen saw the other person's appearance, he blurted out: "...Respect father?!"

When Zhu Yanfeng heard the words, he knew who the person fighting was, and he withdrew his hands tactfully, and retreated to Huang Yan's side.Huang Yan glanced at Fu Lianlei, but only pretended to be very polite and opened his lips: "It turns out that it is the Lord of Yunxiu Ding. It is the first time we meet. I don't know why the Lord secretly followed us?"

Fu Lianlei took a few steps forward, looked at Huang Yan and Zhu Yanfeng, and replied: "Tracking? You two may have misunderstood, I just met you two, just came to see what is visiting Yunxiu Ding It's just people."

This reason is very reasonable, no one can refute it, Huang Yan also felt that it was irrelevant, so he didn't go into the matter, just said: "It's really a pity that I didn't see the reception of the lord just now."

Fu Lianlei replied politely: "It's just that I'm busy and I can't get away. If the two of you come to visit again next time, I will definitely entertain you in person."

Huang Yan didn't want to waste time anymore, he just held his hands together and said: "Farewell, please."

Fu Lianlei told Xue Hen: "Hen'er, send them to the front yard."

Xue Hen nodded, and solemnly agreed with "Yes", Zhu Yanfeng bid farewell to Fu Lianlei, and followed Xue Hen to the front yard.

Fu Lianlei looked at the backs of Huang Yan and Zhu Yanfeng going away, and after a while, raised the corners of his lips, and said to himself: "The martial arts of these two people in Jinling Pavilion are really far from those of their subordinates, they really are not like Shui Ling." The one below. Just now when Zhu Yanfeng fought me, he did not use his full strength, but he was able to draw with me, which shows that his strength is above mine, Qingluan City..."

Zhu Yanfeng glanced at Huang Yan while walking, and asked, "What's the matter, you seem to be hiding something in your heart?"

Huang Yan replied bluntly: "It's nothing, I just feel that the martial arts moves of Master Yunxiuding are a bit familiar." Then he took this opportunity to ask Xue Hen: "Young Master, do you know his background?"

Although Xue Hen found it strange, he still replied frankly: "I was accompanied by my mother since I was born, and I rarely have the opportunity to talk to my respected father, so..., but my mother said that the people who hold power in Yunxiuding are all clan members. People in the family, respecting the father may also be in the clan."

Zhu Yanfeng asked casually: "Your Honorable Master, has he ever been to his hometown? That is, the birthplace of the Fulianlu clan."

Xuehen replied: "Ten years ago, my sister and I went there. It's just that it's too far away, and it's in a deep valley, so we can't go often."

When he arrived at the front yard of the main gate of Yunxiuding, Xue Hen stopped, stopped the disciples of Yunxiuding who were coming towards him, and ordered the disciples to open the door to send the distinguished guests out.

Yunxiuding disciples immediately sent Huang Yan and Zhu Yanfeng through the main gate to the lowest point of the stone steps, and brought their horses over, and they rode on the horses and galloped down the mountain.

After leaving Yunba Peak, Zhu Yanfeng suddenly said: "The assassination of Yunzhan does not seem to be done by someone sent by Shang Yanhua. Who would send someone to assassinate my Ruyi's son-in-law secretly?"

Huang Yan continued, "You're right, and have you noticed anything unusual about her?"

Zhu Yanfeng was very interested: "Abnormal?"

Huang Yan continued: "There are scars on both of her wrists, what do you think they are?"

Zhu Yanfeng thought about it, and replied: "This seems to be the scar left after being picked off the veins of martial arts."

Huang Yan continued: "This undoubtedly shows that Shang Yanhua has lost all his martial arts skills and is no longer able to practice martial arts. He may not even be able to lift a bucket of water, let alone a sword."

Zhu Yanfeng concluded: "Intuition tells me that there must be something inside." He thought again: "Since Yunzhan is her chosen son-in-law, the man in black who saved Yunzhan twice that day may be her subordinate! But Why didn't she say it just now, but kept denying that Yunxiuding sent people to assassinate Yunzhan, and Yunzhan had confirmed that the person who assassinated him was Yunxiuding's people... This is too confusing."

Huang Yan replied: "She sent people to rescue Yunzhan, but the one who sent people to assassinate Yunzhan should be the lord of Yunxiu Ding, Fu Lianlei."

Zhu Yanfeng realized something: "No wonder...! Everything she said just now was not for Yunxiuding's sake, but to protect her husband."

Huang Yan decided: "First send someone to secretly follow Du Luoniang from the Bliss Society, and then go to the hometown of the Fulianlu clan to find out the details of Fu Lianlei."

Zhu Yanfeng was curious again: "Following Du Luoniang?"

Huang Yan replied: "She is a woman, but a woman is also a human being, and she will go out to meet acquaintances, and acquaintances will also come to visit."

Zhu Yanfeng realized what he was doing, thought for a while, and then said: "She is a prostitute, if she has no problems, she must not know martial arts, she will only rely on the killer she raised to protect herself, why not give it a try?"

Huang Yan agreed straightforwardly: "That's fine, I'll discuss it with Yunzhan when I get back."

The two galloped with whips and went eastward. In the blink of an eye, the two figures and the sound of horseshoes disappeared, leaving only a puff of dust behind them. Occasionally, a gust of wind blew past the dust that was about to go to the sky.

On Yangui Island, Yang Xinsu was practicing light kung fu, jumping from roof to roof. An attendant passed through the corridor with a few tableware on a tray. When he saw him jumping on the opposite roof from a distance, he jumped. Sticking his head out, he raised his voice and shouted: "Young Master Yang, be careful!"

Yang Xinsu was about to answer 'I'm not an idiot', but when she saw something delicious, her eyes lit up and she asked, "What are you holding?"

The attendant replied: "Master Yuan made it for the owner's wife, the custard egg custard for milking. Master Yuan ordered the young one to send it to the owner's wife."

Hearing this, Yang Xinsu guessed that she didn't have a place for her, curled her lips in dissatisfaction, and said: "Then you send it, hmph..." He continued to jump to another roof, moving carefully on the slope of the roof.

The attendant continued to move forward without wasting time, and while the apricot-yellow custard egg custard in the glazed bowl on the tray was still warm, he hurriedly delivered it to Zi Zhuyao's bedroom.

At the same time, Yang Qingyuan cooked a pot of mandarin duck milk tea and a small bowl of grass jelly in the kitchen, wrapped the handle with a thickly folded coarse cloth towel, and carefully poured the milk tea into the two tureen bowls until they were full. In the center of the bottom of the bowl, wait for a few minutes to cool down, then use a spoon to break a bowl of creamy egg custard and grass jelly into several pieces, then put them into two tureen bowls, put them on a tray, and bring them back to Qinghui Hall , placed lightly on the table on the first floor.

Murong Wuyan hugged Heihei with one hand, raised the bead curtain with the other hand, came out from the back room, saw the two tureen bowls on the tray, and asked: "What did you bring here?"

Yang Qingyuan replied: "The fruit soup I learned from the Taishang Emperor's birthday banquet."

After hearing this, Wu Yan came to the table, Yang Qingyuan lifted the lid of a tureen, scooped up a scoop with a spoon, and brought it to Wu Yan's lips, a small piece of smooth and tender cream was mixed in the milk tea Wu Yan immediately opened his mouth to swallow egg custard, savoring it carefully in his mouth.Hei Hei Wenxiang raised his head, looked at Wu Yan with big round eyes, and licked his mouth with the cat's tongue, frankly revealing that he wanted to taste it, and stretched out his cat's hand to grab the spoon, but Yang Qingyuan was quicker and took it back immediately spoon.

Yuchan and the two kittens also rushed to the table following the scent, and walked around the foot of the table. The cat's tail was erected high, and it kept calling 'meow', and the calls were mixed.Mess up.

Wu Yan couldn't help complaining softly: "Stop barking, it's making my head hurt." Then he put Hei Hei, who was in his arms, on the ground, and sat at the table by himself. Standing up, two cat hands stepped on his legs and begged, Yu Chan was closer to Yang Qingyuan, so she rubbed her head against Yang Qingyuan's legs to act coquettishly.

Yang Qingyuan refused to share it with the cat, took a bowl and put it in front of Wu Yan, and said to him: "I heard that women who eat egg custard can help women to give birth, so I made a pot for your mother. But there was still some left over, so I used it to make fruit soup."

Wu Yan picked up the spoon, scooped up the milk tea by himself, put the apricot-yellow egg pudding into his mouth together, and said, "The taste seems to be similar to what we had at Su Zhongming's birthday party last time?"

Yang Qingyuan replied: "There is a lot of difference. Cold and hot have different tastes, and the recipes of egg custard and jelly are also slightly different. These two bowls are just made by me based on the taste of that time."

Wu Yan said: "If you work harder, the Murong family can open a shop to sell food."

Yang Qingyuan replied: "Okay, sell omnivorous food, whatever is in season, I will be the shopkeeper."

Wu Yan added: "When Yang Qingming no longer interferes in our life, try to open a shop like this."

Yang Qingyuan didn't answer, just sat down at the table and lifted the lid of the gaiwan.

Wu Yan really thought the cats around were too noisy, so he picked up Hei Hei and Yu Chan, put them into the cat litter, turned around, took out a brocade box from a drawer in the cabinet, and took out a brocade box from the brocade box. The slightly thicker Polygonum chinensis was put in the cat litter, and the two adult cats were obsessed with the aroma of the stick, rolled wildly in the cat litter, and fought for the stick with each other, completely forgetting about the milk tea.

Yang Qingyuan, however, seemed to be somewhat interested in the frolicking of the two cats. He stood in front of the cat's nest with a bowl in his hand, watching the two cats roll together, and the cat's fur was very fluffy, and when the cat moved, it separated into layers, as if A cross-section of freshly baked mille-feuille seems to be as delicious as an egg pudding milk tea in a bowl.

Wu Yan glanced back at him, couldn't help but said: "Be careful of their hairs flying into your bowl."

As soon as the words fell, Yang Qingyuan found a little bit of soft silver hair on the back of his hand, and he couldn't help being a little stunned. He had no way of knowing when this little cat hair flew onto his hand, he just looked back. He took a few steps back, and retreated to Wu Yan's side.

Wu Yan said: "I told you earlier, the hair will fly into your bowl." By the way, he put the spoon into his bowl, took out one or two pieces of egg pudding and grass jelly, and put it into his mouth.

The author says:

It just so happens that the 10th of this month is Su Zhongming's birthday~

That day, ghosts and ghosts went to buy a piece of cake to eat. It turned out to be my "son"'s birthday!