How to Avoid a Flirty Ex-Partner

"It is expected that the landlord will be in trouble today." Leaving aside the embarrassing deeds for the two of them, Fu Tingqiu resumed the conversation, "If the second landlord knows about Furong Pavilion, I am afraid that he will feel worried."

Qingfeng, the second floor master of Zhinan Tower, is a handsome gentleman as his name suggests, but his superb golden abacus has drawn him into the mundane world, turning him into an ordinary person.

"Master Fu Shaozhuang got new news." Xie Yan said.

Fu Tingqiu smiled and said nothing, seeing that Xie Yan didn't ask any more questions, but listened to the scholar's talk with great relish.

Fu Tingqiu: "..."

His tantalizing gesture was like winking at a blind man.

Fu Tingqiu: "Although I don't know the whereabouts of Nanling, there are people who spread the news that Nanling is in Furong Pavilion."

"Oh?" At this point, it is impossible for Xie Yan to have no reaction at all. The matter is related to Zhinanling. He no longer wants to talk to Fu Tingqiu, and he is forced by the situation, "The one who can be easily found out may not be the person behind the scenes."

"Yes," Fu Tingqiu responded with a nod, "I found a runner, but this runner is not an ordinary person."

Xie Yan withdrew his attention from listening to the book, looked at Fu Tingqiu squarely, and waited for the other party to tell the whole truth.

Waiting for a moment, only to get affectionate gazes from Fu Tingqiu, the two of them were like stupid people, and they were relatively speechless for a while.

Fu Tingqiu coughed lightly, and looked away first. It wasn't that he was thin-skinned, but that there were more important things waiting for him: "This errand runner's parents died since he was a child, and only one younger sister is left. God has mercy." , his younger sister is slim and graceful, she is a well-known beauty in all directions, when she was eighteen years old, the matchmaker almost stepped on the threshold of his house, and the beauty refused to nod."

Xie Yan had no expression on his face, and his entire face was filled with "speaking the point".

"Don't worry." Fu Tingqiu saw his impatience and comforted him, "If you want to know the person who released the news, you still need to listen to me. One day, Liu Xu, the young lord of Qingmen Sect, passed by here, and met the beauty. The son fell in love at first sight, the two were turned into red waves, and they made a vow of eternal love, after Liu Xu returned home, he soon persuaded his parents to bring this beauty into the Qing sect with eight sedan chairs."

"This matter has something to do with Qingmenzong?" Xie Yan didn't want to listen to his description of the strange affairs of cultivators. According to Fu Tingqiu's words, knowing Nanling's disappearance is inseparable from Qingmenzong.

"Yes and no." Fu Tingqiu showed no displeasure after being interrupted by Xie Yan, "The runner's name is Li Fengrui, and his sister's name is Li Fengxiang, and now she has changed her name to Li Wan'er. Master Xie must have thought of something, right?"

Xie Yan had no impression of Li Fengxiang, but when he mentioned Li Wan'er, he couldn't help frowning.

Li Wan'er is the most beloved concubine of the patriarch of Qingmen Sect. It is rumored in the cultivation world that this woman has a delicate face and creamy skin. She is a rare and stunning beauty. .

The person who sits on this woman will have the benefits of washing the Yijing and greatly increasing her cultivation base. Thinking of Liu Fan's rapid improvement in cultivation base, Xie Yan suddenly realized.

"The landlord remembered." Fu Tingqiu glanced at it calmly, and knew that Xie Yan knew something in his mind, "All the sects of cultivation only know that this woman was obtained by chance by the patriarch of Qingmen sect, but they don't know that she was originally Liu Xu's concubine. It’s not easy to come out.”

Xie Yan nodded in agreement, if Fu Tingqiu hadn't been there, he would not have known about Li Wan'er's deeds, but what does this have to do with knowing Nanling?

"The news of knowing that Nanling is in Furong Pavilion came from Li Wan'er." Fu Tingqiu said with a slight smile.

"As far as I know, after Li Wan'er entered the Qing Clan, she didn't step out of the gate, just like a canary in a cage." Xie Yan said, "Before she entered the Qing Clan, she was just an ordinary woman, and she didn't show it. Its spiritual root."

"If you don't have some clever means, how can you change from the concubine of the young suzerain to the concubine of the suzerain?" Fu Tingqiu said.Counting the several owners of Wanqiu Villa, all of them have only one wife, but this does not mean that Fu Tingqiu has never seen intrigue.

"Even so, I can't think of how Li Wan'er and Zhi Nanling get involved." Xie Yan said truthfully.

Earlier, Fu Tingqiu suggested to investigate from the background of Furong Pavilion, but Xie Yan refused.Now that the information found is related to the Qing Clan, it will be difficult for Xie Yan to let go.

It's because the backer behind Furong Pavilion is Qingmenzong.

The status of the Qingmen Sect is above the middle in the cultivation world, and the population is prosperous, but very few have cultivation talents, most of them are mediocre talents. Now the Qingmen Sect only has the suzerain Liu Fan who can do it.

Liu Fan is over a hundred years old, and thanks to the help of Li Wan'er, his cultivation has reached the Golden Core stage, and he believes that he will rise again in the near future.

A disciple came to tell the time when something happened, Liu Fan was picking out a suitable pen, dipped it in rich and bright vermilion paint, and was in a dilemma on the gray drawing paper in front of him.

"Sovereign, I got the information that Xie Yan, the third owner of the South Building, is in Xuanji City, and said that he came to know the Nan Ling." The disciple said respectfully.

Liu Fan gesticulated on the drawing paper for a while, but he still couldn't find a suitable place, sighed in a low voice, and thought: I'm afraid I won't be able to complete the finishing touch today, so he put down the pen lightly, took the towel and wiped his hands.

"If he thanked Yan Ai for coming, let him come. It doesn't matter why he came, as long as he doesn't provoke us." Liu Fan was willing to look at Zhinanlou high, but it didn't mean he was willing to look high at Xie Yan.

A brat born out of nowhere, relying on his talented Jin Lingen to gain the limelight everywhere, in his eyes, Xie Yan is nothing more than a mere junior.

"Together with me is Fu Tingqiu, the young owner of Wanqiu Villa." The disciple said again, this time his voice was a little more irritable than last time.

"The young owner of Wanqiu Mountain Villa?" Liu Fan stopped holding the tea, and said softly, "I hope that the two of them are just meeting lovers privately like the rumors in the world."

"Forget it, let's go down. Don't worry about them for now." Liu Fan said, Xuanji City has been quiet for many years, it is impossible for two young people to suddenly change the situation and overturn the day and night.

What's more, the master of Xuanji City is his Qingmenzong, not Wanqiu Villa or even Zhinanlou.

As night approached, the hustle and bustle of Xuanji City became even more lively due to the awakening of the fireworks and willow lanes, fully expressing the reputation of the city that never sleeps.

Standing in front of Furong Pavilion again, Fu Tingqiu felt mixed feelings. What was different from before was that there was another person beside him with a cold face, full of thanks that strangers should not enter.

Xie Yan's original intention was to go straight to Huanglong, to ask Liu Fan for clarification, so that he could save himself the trouble of going around, if he knew that Nanling was not in Xuanji City, he could have a long-term discussion with Langyue and Qingfeng.

But Fu Tingqiu firmly disagreed.

The reasons for Fu Tingqiu's disapproval are clear and obvious, and the one that Xie Yan still remembers is the one: They came to the door abruptly and told the whole thing, which inevitably involved Li Wan'er. Liu Fan just kept it a secret and kept it very well. They know that they are afraid that they will kill to keep their mouths secret.

Although Xie Yan didn't think his words were reasonable, he couldn't help but carefully consider the other reasons he said.

After this consideration, Fu Tingqiu dragged her to Furong Pavilion.

Furong Pavilion is known to everyone in Xuanji City. Whenever the night is approaching, there is no need for Sister Hua, the old bustard, to stand at the door and yell and drink.

Fu Tingqiu: "I'm afraid it will be as difficult as climbing to the sky if I want to see Yun Ling, the most beautiful flower queen today."

When Xie Yan heard this, he only glanced at him lightly, and there seemed to be disgust in his eyes.

Fu Tingqiu didn't mind, he waved his fan and pointed at the singing and dancing inside and said: "There are so many people, much more than I did that day, I'm afraid there are new things in Furong Pavilion."

Xie Yan was noncommittal, glanced at the expressions of the people who were having fun in the Furong Pavilion, and seemed to find nothing unusual.

"Staying outside the door for a year is not as good as going in for a day." Fu Tingqiu said with a smile, and the moment he stepped in, he dragged Xie Yan in together.

Unprepared, Xie Yan was dragged into the Furong Pavilion by others. He wanted to resist with force, but seeing the smile on Fu Tingqiu's face, he secretly suppressed the resistance all over his body, following Fu Tingqiu's strength, towards the Furong Pavilion. Go in the attic.

As soon as the two entered, not many people in the building noticed. After all, they came to Furong Pavilion to find happiness, so naturally they would not pay too much attention to others.

The old bustard held her handkerchief and walked towards the two with a smile on her face. Before she got close, she recognized Fu Tingqiu first, and the old bustard said in her heart: Oh, it's broken.

She wanted to dodge, but she was not far from Fu Tingqiu and Xie Yan, and if she dodged at this time, it seemed that she clearly had a ghost in her heart.With the mentality that everyone who comes is a guest, the old bustard regained the smile on his face, and walked gracefully in front of the two of them step by step.

"Do you want to sit in a private seat, gentlemen, or in a hall?" The old bustard's face was as thick as flour balls, and she might shake it off with a smile.

Fu Tingqiu moved away from the bustard without a trace, and almost hid behind Xie Yan at this stop, as if he was protected by Xie Yan.

The attitude of the two fell into the eyes of the old bustard, and it seemed to have a different meaning. Before the two could speak, the old bust covered her mouth and smiled coquettishly, calling Gui Gongdao: "Take these two young masters to the Xiangzi box. , be sure to take care of it.”

Xie Yan only regarded the old bustard as winking, followed Mr. Gui and walked away without saying a word.

Fu Tingqiu, who was following behind, rolled his eyes, and smiled meaningfully at the bustard, and got the same meaningful smile from the bustard.

The two who turned their backs to Xie Yan and looked at each other and smiled were like wolves, tigers and leopards who secretly conspired.

The door of the box was slowly closed, Xie Yan stood tall in front of the window, lowered his eyes to look at the grand occasion inside the building, the high terraces and pavilions in the building, at this time the sound of silk and bamboo can be heard endlessly, and beautiful women singing and dancing are emerging one after another.Shengsheng dazzled people, and made him think.

Fu Tingqiu stood beside Xie Yan, only took one look, then turned away.

Xie Yan: "The bustard and Li Fengrui are old acquaintances, but they will not help him for no reason."

Fu Tingqiu: "If you don't have any profit, you can't afford it early. The old bustard regards money as life. As long as Li Fengrui promises a lot of money, the old bustard sees that the money is open, and the old bust will naturally go with the flow. Why not do it?"

Xie Yan: "Is the huge Furong Pavilion earning enough?"

Fu Tingqiu shook his head lightly, thanking Yan for his ignorance of the rules in the industry.

He said: "It's true that the Furong Pavilion earns thousands of dollars every day, but those that are handed over to the Qing Sect and the daily operations of the Furong Pavilion are maintained. I'm afraid not many actually go to the old bustard's pocket."

Xie Yan looked at it for a while, with little interest. He raised his eyes and looked at Fu Tingqiu: "The old bustard probably realized something was wrong."

Fu Tingqiu: "Even if she realizes something is wrong, she will still come to your door automatically after a while, more docile than a pet that has been tamed for many days."

Xie Yan didn't understand why he looked at him.

Fu Tingqiu returned an inscrutable smile.

There was a knock on the door, and Fu Tingqiu opened it. It was Mr. Gui who had led the way earlier. He brought a pot of sake, two cups, and a few dishes of side dishes.

After arranging the things neatly, Mr. Gui gave Fu Tingqiu and Xie Yan a hug, took out a booklet without a letter from his sleeve, put it on the table, and then retreated.

Fu Tingqiu stared at the booklet for a while, then smiled and turned his eyes away.

Xie Yan followed his gaze, looked at the booklet for a long time, and asked, "What is it?"

Fu Tingqiu knew exactly what the booklet was, and when he saw Xie Yan, he was prepared to take precautions, but he couldn't hide his bewildered expression and started to play tricks, and said with a smile: "It's an interesting book, the landlord may wish to take a look."

Xie Yan was dubious, he couldn't see the name from Fu Tingqiu's face, but he concluded that the booklet was harmless, so he walked over and opened it with full precaution.

Fu Tingqiu saw that the originally calm and indifferent person was suddenly swept by pink, his handsome face was red with blush, his eyes were flustered, the hand that lifted the book had no place to hide, and his whole body was telling about the master's bewilderment.

Seeing this, Fu Tingqiu couldn't help laughing out loud.

He thought: Xie Yan, really pure.