The rivers and lakes are full of vests

The old bustard, Shi Shiran, came down from the stage and came to the table of Seventeen, with a smile all over her face, "Young master is knowledgeable and handsome, I think he must be a caring master, let's go with the old man." , Miss Mu has already gone back to her room and waited for you."

Shiqi got up and was about to follow, Fu Pei frowned. Although she knew that Shiqi was also a woman, the thought of Shiqi going to be alone with a beautiful oiran made her feel a little uncomfortable.

"Seventeen..."

Shi Qi turned her head and looked at her calmly, "What's wrong?"

Fu Peibai opened her mouth, not knowing what she wanted to say, what to say, the noise around her made her feel even more agitated, and finally she could only murmur, "Remember... to find out the news for me."

"Okay." After Shi Qi finished speaking, following the steps of the bustard, Fu Peibai could only watch helplessly as the tall and thin man in white disappeared behind a door on the second floor.

"Let's go, I'm exhausted, I'll go back first." Lu Qingwan was originally bored and wanted to join in the fun, but now she was very upset seeing this smoky brothel scene, and seeing Fu Peibai was also annoyed, so she left Ruyun Pavilion without thinking.

Sang Yunshi smiled meaningfully at Fu Peibai, and then followed Lu Qingwan.

"Master Lu, wait a minute."

Fu Peibai didn't care about Lu Sang and the two who left. She straightened her back and looked up at the closed door on the second floor from time to time.

The slender fingers tapped on the table in circles, making her seem a little restless.

After sitting like this for a while, she stood up and paced back and forth, and occasionally there were warm and fragrant nephrites that greeted her, but she pushed them away unceremoniously. Fu Peibai stomped away after he was still not a man.

Fu Peibai looked serious, and after sitting down and getting up repeatedly like this, she finally couldn't hold back, raised her legs and went upstairs, stood outside that room, and turned her head slightly to listen to the movement inside.

From time to time, men and women passing by cast a playful smile.

She was a little embarrassed, and knew that her current appearance looked wretched, but Shi Qi had been in for such a long time and hadn't come out, she really couldn't restrain her restless heart.

At this moment, her entire face was completely pressed against the door, but she couldn't hear a sound. She put her hands on the door, and was intently listening carefully. Unexpectedly, the door creaked and opened from the inside.

Before she could withdraw her hand, she maintained such a weird posture.

"What are you doing?"

Seventeen's tone was flat, but there was a faint smile flowing in his eyes.

Fu Peibai suddenly retracted his hands and stood up, he was very embarrassed and didn't dare to look directly at the other party.

"I, I'm waiting for you."

Shi Qi refused to let go, leaned against the door frame and asked: "Why do you wait for someone to use such a posture?" She paused, as if she had suddenly realized, and said: "Could it be that Mr. Fu also wants to look at Miss Mu's face?" Tolerance? Talk to her boudoir?"

Fu Peibai opened his eyes wide, and quickly waved his hands, "No, no, no, I'm just a little curious about what you guys are talking about."

"I'm really not curious about the number one beauty in the Southwest? Don't you want to meet her?"

Fu Peibai said righteously: "I don't want to."

Shi Qi seemed to be in disbelief, and raised his eyebrows slightly, "I just met, this wooden girl is indeed extremely beautiful, she looks like a fairy, and she is absolutely charming, there are few men in the world who can't be tempted by seeing them, you really don't want to?"

Fu Peibai stared at the faint smile on Shiqi's face, and finally realized that the other party was making fun of herself. She said helplessly, "Seventeen..."

Her helpless appearance successfully made Shi Qi laugh out loud. This time Shi Qi's voice returned to her original female voice, and her laughter was light and sweet.

She laughed for a long time, then stopped, leaned slightly to Fu Peibai's ear, and said lightly: "You really can't help being funny." After saying that, she went downstairs first.

Fu Peibai vigorously wiped the bristling hair on his arm, then raised his hand to touch his itchy ear, and then went downstairs.

The two left the Cloud Pavilion together. As soon as they left the building, Fu Peibai saw two guards at the door pushing and insulting a man. The man was thin and weak, lying limply on the ground.

She couldn't bear it, she raised her leg and walked over, reaching out her hand to the man on the ground, "Are you okay?"

The man raised his head, and the face hidden under the messy hair appeared in front of Fu Peibai's eyes.

"It's you."

Fu Peibai recognized him, and this person was the Central Plains man who set up a stall to write letters for him.

The man smelled of alcohol and his eyes were blurred. He didn't seem to recognize Fu Peibai. He staggered up and wanted to leave, but when he saw Seventeen Queen dressed in a man's attire, his eyes suddenly narrowed. Qi ran over, grabbed Shiqi's shoulders, and said incoherently and frantically, "Yue'er, Yue'er! Is that you? You're back, you're back!"

This happened so suddenly that Fu Peibai didn't react, until she saw Shi Qi frown, she quickly stepped forward, grabbed the clothes on the man's back and pulled him away with all her strength.

She looked at the black fingerprints on Seventeen's shoulders, and she was furious, and said angrily, "What are you doing!"

The man seemed to wake up a little bit. He stared blankly at Shi Qi's face, and the excited expression on his face faded. In the end, he seemed to be exhausted, bent his neck, and said to himself: "No... Not my Yue'er, you are not, not..." He murmured, turned around, and walked slowly towards the depths of the desolate and quiet alley.

The long reflection behind the man was reflected on the stone slab, getting lighter and weaker, and finally disappeared into the shadows and darkness.

Fu Peibai withdrew his gaze, stared at Shiqi's shoulder, and said in a worried tone, "Are you all right?"

Shi Qi shook his head, stared at the deep alley, and frowned, "He seems to recognize me as someone else."

The guard at the side came over and said: "This man is a lunatic, he is simply stunned, girl, don't bother with him."

These words aroused the interest of Fu Peibai and Shiqi.

Fu Peibai softened his expression and asked, "Brother, what's wrong with this man?"

The guard stroked his chin, and talked about an old story, "This man, he was quite a literary scholar when he was young, but unfortunately, he didn't care about fame and love beauty, and fell in love with the oiran of our Yunge at that time, but He was a poor scholar, and he had no money to redeem himself as an oiran, so he vowed to get fame in the exam, and then went to Beijing to rush for the exam.

"This man really kept his promise, worked hard for several years, and after being one of the top three in the examination, he returned to Wumeng in a glorious manner, ready to redeem the oiran's body. Unexpectedly, things have changed. During the few years he left, too many things happened in the building. There's a lot going on."

"Miss Wanyue, the famous oiran in the Southwest back then, is quite legendary. She is in this business. She should understand that most men in the world are ruthless, but I still don't believe in evil and fell in love with a man wholeheartedly.

Later, this man left the frontier town for his own future. Wanyue still didn't give up, she waited hard, even when she was pregnant with the other party's child, she was unwilling to abort her. In the end, she was kicked out of the building by the manager, and she didn't listen to him after that. I have heard about her, and Yue Mo is also dead, and I don't know if the child was born or not. "

"After this scholar knew this, he didn't even want fame. He just stayed in the town and wrote letters for others for a living. It's been more than 20 years, but he still can't see him, can't get out, sometimes I feel pitiful when I look at him, pitiful."

The more Fu Peibai listened to it, the more dignified his expression became. The past events told by the guard reminded her of Ding Yi's life experience.

The mother is a woman from a brothel, the father abandons his wife and son for the sake of his future, the mother is kicked out of the brothel, and dies of illness shortly after giving birth, isn't it the same thing?

She didn't have time to think, and hurriedly said: "Seventeen, I have something to do, you go back to the inn first." After saying that, she ran to chase the man.

Through the long and narrow alleys, there is an open street, where people come and go, and there is nowhere to find the figure of a man.

Fu Peibai stopped a few passers-by to ask questions, and the passers-by shook their heads. Looking at the crowded streets, she could only give up, thinking that she would look for it tomorrow.

When she returned to the inn, it was already late, but she didn't feel sleepy, went to the backyard, found a stone pier and sat down, Ding Yi's matter lingered in her heart, making her a little preoccupied.

If the oiran more than 20 years ago was really Ding Yi's mother, the man tonight must know some of the past, so is it possible to find Ding Yi's father by following the clues?

Although Ding Yi always talks about his father with an indifferent or even disgusted tone, but he always shows a look of melancholy when he sees the happy scene of his father's loving son, his filial piety and his family.

Fu Peibai knew what kind of emotion it was, she thought, Ding Yi resented his father, but also longed for him.

She sighed faintly, feeling sad for Ding Yi's life experience. Both of them had a rough life experience and lost their loved ones, but at least she enjoyed more than ten years of family affection and family warmth, while Ding Yi was lonely since he was a child. Her life was more difficult and difficult.

Fortunately, everything will be fine.

She raised her head to look at Lang Lang Mingyue, and thought of that skinny young man who was doing nothing, that was the first bosom friend she made.

The moonlight was cold and bright, and her thoughts inevitably flew to Chaoquan Peak thousands of miles away. The figure of the woman in white appeared in her mind, and her thoughts turned into a dense net, entangled her heart into a pile.

Love words are the most debilitating, she thought of the letter lying in her arms, so she took it out, opened the letter paper, and the words expressing her longing appeared in front of her eyes.

The more she looked at her, the hotter her face became. This letter was really too direct. She never dared to send it to the Peak Master, but she couldn't help but read every sentence carefully.

"Don't worry about it, worry about it day by day..."

"What are you looking at?"

Fu Peibai was startled by the sudden voice behind her. She stood up abruptly, turned around, and saw Shi Qi's bright and beautiful smiling face under the moonlight.

The letter paper in her hand was immediately squeezed tightly by her, it was too similar, too similar, not only the appearance and five senses, but also the charm and demeanor, as if she were the same person.

Her throat constricted and she could not speak.

Shi Qi raised his hand and waved in front of her, "What's wrong?"

She looked back with difficulty, her voice was dry, "No...it's all right."

Shi Qi cast his eyes on the letter paper, "To... your sweetheart?"

Fu Peibai hurriedly hid the letter behind his back, a little embarrassed, hummed in a low voice.

Shi Qi smiled and reached out to her, just like asking for a purse at the tailor shop, very natural, "A woman's mind is tactful and difficult to guess, let me help you see if the writing is appropriate."

The corners of Fu Peibai's mouth were stiff, showing resistance, "No, no need."

Shi Qi didn't speak, and still maintained the posture of reaching out, with a smile on his face.

Fu Peibai swallowed subconsciously, with a look of struggle, but facing this face, she couldn't say a single word of rejection, and her arms seemed to be out of self-control, she slowly lifted up, and then carried the letter The missing letter was gently placed in Shiqi's palm.