Lianhua Manlou

It was late at night, but Ximen Chuuxue was still sitting cross-legged on the bed meditating, with his long sword across his knees, seemingly calm but actually full of thoughts.Only one step away, Lu Xiaofeng almost died in the Underworld!And what shocked him even more was this just-right calculation.Not too early, not too late, all things are linked together, very coincidental, seamless.It's obviously not a good feeling to be manipulated by others like a pawn.

First, the inexplicable theft of the military salary, then the sudden death of the first emperor, and then the enthronement of King Dingbei, and the riots of the princes and kings... A glimpse of the leopard, if there is a seemingly nonexistent connection among them, it is enough to make people frightened.If someone really planned to reach this point... Ximen Chuuxue suddenly opened his eyes and frowned slightly.So what role did Wang Lianhua play in it?What is the attempt to trap them on the island?

The fate of people is so wonderful. Those who are close to each other feel like friends at first sight, and those who are not close to each other feel disgusted.Ximen Chuuxue doesn't like Wang Lianhua, probably because her natural disposition is completely different.Ximen Chuuxue only kills those who deserve to be killed. He doesn't like conspiracy and tricks, and hates betrayal even more. He has his own way, is persistent and firm, and is very pure.But Wang Lianhua is just the opposite. He is neither a complete bad person nor a complete good person. He speaks true and false words, and his sexual desires are both good and evil.

After Ximen Chuuxue thought about it, their only role was probably to be a scapegoat!He thought with a sneer, especially Lu Xiaofeng, whose background is unknown, good wine, gambling, and lust, whose annual expenses are at least 5 taels, and never wronged himself.Where did his money come from?Even Ximen Chuuxue didn't know.This is simply the best handle, why not grasp it?

Ximen Chuixue felt anxious for a while, the moment his fingers touched the blade, something clearly gushed out from the bottom of his heart, and it seized his whole body and mind.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of wind passing by outside the window—it was by no means a natural wind sound.The sword is in hand.With a backhand, he had already grasped the hilt of the sword, and his reaction was quick and sensitive.

"Bada" the window opened a narrow gap, a flash of sword light, like a startled rainbow, will stop there, and two fingers clamp the edge of the sword impressively!No one can describe the ingenuity and speed of the pinching of these two fingers. If someone hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't even be able to believe it.

Ximen Snowblower has also landed by the window.He didn't use his sword any more, he just stared at Lu Xiaofeng coldly with his cold star-like eyes.

Lu Xiaofeng came in through the window in embarrassment, and said with a smirk, "So you haven't slept yet, haha, haha..."

Ximen Chuuxue's sword pressed against his chest, Lu Xiaofeng seemed to feel the cold sharpness in a trance, Ximen Chuuxue said coldly: "If you want to die, I will fulfill you."

Lu Xiaofeng raised his hands and said honestly: "I was wrong, I really know I was wrong." He lowered his head, and moved his body back two points cautiously.

Ximen Chuuxue suddenly sighed, and asked, "What exactly do you want?"

Lu Xiaofeng's eyes lit up, and he leaned close to him and rubbed his hands in embarrassment: "Well, I wonder if Master Ximen is still used to sleeping on this bed?"

Ximen Fuxue narrowed his eyes slightly, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he nodded noncommittally: "It's okay."

Lu Xiaofeng did not give up and said: "Actually, I have already slept in this bed this morning..."

Ximen Chuuxue's eyes were full of meaning, and his mouth only responded lightly, "Oh."

Lu Xiaofeng urgently said: "That's so embarrassing..." But his eyes were staring straight at the soft pillow on the high bed, almost green light, and he was extremely longing for it.

Ximen Chuuxue sat back on the bed without changing his face, put his hands on his waist, paused, and said slowly with a smile in his eyes: "I'm going to rest."

"Oh." Lu Xiaofeng elongated his voice, but his footsteps did not move.Ximen Chuuxue also looked at him, and finally couldn't help laughing, which was faint, but suddenly came alive like spring returning to the earth.

Lu Xiaofeng stared straight at him, drooled boldly and said, "I don't know if Master Ximen can do a good job, and I will be rewarded with the next seat. It's really cold outside, and I want to sleep well."

Ximen Chuuxue raised his eyebrows, and the dim light reflected in his dark eyes seemed to have a softness flowing.He didn't say a word, and lay down inside with his sword and clothes in his arms, leaving Lu Xiaofeng with a solid back.

Lu Xiaofeng was so happy that he almost jumped up, and slipped down on the edge of the bed, only to realize that his hands and feet were trembling slightly with excitement.Too, too embarrassing, Lu Xiaofeng wailed silently, putting his hands on his eyes.From the corner of his eyes, he peeked at Ximen Chuuxue's back through his fingers, feeling extremely at ease, and soon fell asleep.

Upstairs, there was silence, the candles were out.

Wang Lianhua was lying on the innermost side, and Hua Manlou was sleeping next to him, her body was rigidly pressed against the edge of the bed to avoid touching his wound.Wang Lianhua blinked, staring at Hua Manlou's profile in the dark and smiling.Leaning over cautiously, wrapping his arms around him.

Hua Manlou opened his eyes vigilantly, and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

Wang Lianhua said: "I'm a little thirsty, did I wake you up?"

Hua Manlou shook his head, got up and went to the ground, put on his clothes and tucked up the quilt for Wang Lianhua, and said softly, "I'll go downstairs and heat it up for you."

Wang Lianhua hesitated and said, "It's good if it's cold."

Hua Manlou smiled: "Be obedient, good boy."

Wang Lianhua suddenly laughed, her brows and eyes curved, and she whispered happily: "It's the first time someone praises me like this."

Hua Manlou felt sour, and said with a smile, "Then I will praise you every day from now on until you get bored."

Wang Lianhua watched him leave with a smile until the sound of footsteps disappeared, and then fumbled for a short and thin tube from her temple hair, quietly

hidden in the sleeves.

Now, it is dusk.

This was originally a very lively city. Although the streets are still crowded with all kinds of people, men, women, old and young, those supporting the elderly, and those holding babies... But they Most of them are in ragged clothes, yellow and thin, with sad faces, or squatting in the corner, or walking on the street blankly, in a state of panic all day long, holding a broken bowl in their hands and a branch that they broke at random.Most of them had traveled too much, and the broken sandals on their feet had worn out many holes, dusty, dirty, and bloody.

This is Jiangzhou, Yizhou and Bingzhou are already in flames of war, and the fighting is urgent and ruthless. A large number of people have to leave their homes to escape the war.

So when a tidy and clean carriage drove by although it was not considered luxurious, it was still very attractive.Many refugees have even quietly surrounded the past.

The driver was a burly man dressed in black, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a red face. He was valiant and high-spirited, but he showed no sign of shrinking.Seeing this, he sneered, and threw the long whip in his hand "slap--" and there was a wailing sound.No one dared to stop them, they all shrank aside in a daze and watched the carriage gallop away, but looked in the direction of Ba Shui, who was fighting the most fiercely.

Gong Jiu sat in the carriage, facing Ye Gucheng.Contrary to the simple appearance of the carriage, the interior of the carriage is luxuriously equipped, and Gong Jiu's daily life is in it, and he hates the dishes, chopsticks, beds, and wine glasses that others have slept in and drank.

Ye Gucheng took a shallow sip of the warm tea, and sighed, "No one would have thought that you would come to Bashui." Bashui belongs to Yizhou and is the fiefdom of King Jiaoxi. "So, you have decided? It will be the King of Jiaoxi." It stands to reason that it would be a better choice to rebel against King Zhao, King Wei, and King Qin.

Gong Jiu's eyes twinkled and smiled slightly: "Unexpectedly, the soldiers made a dangerous move. If King Jiaoxi surrenders, will the three old ghosts still have the guts to hold on?"

"Three birds with one stone?" Ye Gucheng laughed, "That's fine."

"We don't have much time." Gong Jiu lowered his head: "Although the military salary is enough to support the Taiping Palace for a period of time, if

If this battle cannot be ended as soon as possible, it will be a hidden danger after all. "

"So, you 'invited' Huamanlou to be a guest on the island?" Ye Gucheng showed a hint of disapproval, "The Hua family is much more complicated than you imagined, and it is not an obedient pawn."

Gong Jiu said with a smile: "I didn't expect them to contribute, just in case, who else can mobilize more food, grass and military equipment in a short period of time besides the Hua family?" Empty words, just talking.His shops are all over the world, and he is involved in many businesses. He eats both black and white, he can be regarded as the emperor of the south of the Yangtze River.If he wants to continue to be a good emperor, he will pay some interest if he is stable, right?Gong Jiu took it for granted, and was not entirely unwilling to come to Hua's house.

"If they are disobedient again..." Gong Jiu narrowed his eyes slightly, and sneered: "There is always someone there who can take care of them."

Ye Gucheng frowned and remained silent.

Gong Jiu looked at his face and sighed: "It won't hurt their lives."

Ye Gucheng's face softened slightly.

Gong Jiu changed the topic calmly: "I don't know what happened to Yuan'er? If she is still sleeping at this time, she will be sleepy again at night."

"Mother Feng will take good care of him." Ye Gucheng's expression softened, and he smiled: "Yuan'er likes to listen to Mother Feng's reading very much. As long as you listen to him no matter what, you won't get sleepy."

"Really?" Gong Jiu smiled happily: "Could it be that he will be the champion in the future? That's not okay, I want him to grow up to be a swordsman like you. Well, I should ask Mama Feng to help him practice more in the future. sword."

"How old is he..." Ye Gucheng laughed, "What's the rush?"

Gong Jiu stared at him intently, and said with a smile: "No rush, we still have a lifetime to teach him together."

Ye Gucheng's pitch-black pupils revealed black abysses, bit by bit, little by little.