I became a scumbag in the global live broadcast

The moment Qian Hongfeng stood outside the door, Yan Luo who was sitting in the room already knew about it, but he chose not to make a sound, until the young man pushed open the door and shook the emerald bead curtain, Yan Luo's Only then did his eyes slowly move away from the water mirror and land on him.

"Master."

"Have enough fun?"

Qian Hongfeng's hand that lifted the bead curtain froze slightly for a sentence that seemed to be complaining but was actually blaming.

He wanted to pretend that he didn't know anything, but he felt that his heart was too dirty.

In the end, Qian Hongfeng hummed lightly, opened the curtain and walked into the room.

The lights in the room were a little dim, and in the dim yellow shadow, the man with a peerless face was sitting there.This position seems to have remained unchanged since he left, as if sitting here for a long time, just waiting for one person to return.

The soft light illuminated each other's hair from root to root, making Qian Hongfeng's heart tremble, and at the same time, she wanted to touch her gently.His fingers were curled up in the sleeves, but he didn't reach out and put his hands on the top of the man's hair.

There was a faint scent of incense in the room, and the smoke slowly circled in the sky, covering half of the man's face indistinctly.There seemed to be a wave of embarrassment in the air, Qian Hongfeng didn't know how to explain her going out.

This kind of heart is like hiding something that no one can see in the heart, for fear that the other party will spy on it.

Qian Hongfeng coughed twice, raised her hand to pick up the pot on the table, and poured Yan Luo a cup of tea.

"Master... have you seen it all?"

Yan Luo snorted softly, "With such a big commotion, do you think you don't know anything as a teacher?"

Qian Hongfeng's eyes drooped down, "Then... will Master blame me?"

As for Qian Hongfeng's careful thinking, Yan Luo had already guessed it, but for the young man in front of him who was so cautious, Yan Luo didn't spit out the words in his mouth.He looked down at the quiet and beautiful young man under the light, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"No wonder. It's time to come back after playing enough."

"Why?"

If this kind of thing is known by people from other families, wouldn't it be...

Unexpectedly, when he was thinking, he heard Yan Luo who was sitting next to him say again: "Do you know why the teacher didn't stop you from going out?"

"Disciple, I don't know."

Yan Luo put down the cup in his hand and looked up at him, "From the moment Xiao Lin stepped into Linshui City, this Lingbao Pavilion has been staring at Moshanghua on Xiao Lin's body. Moshanghua will appear in this world sooner or later After all, Xiao Lin has always wanted to know the secret of Moshanghua, right?"

"Master, do you know what Moshang Hua is?"

A sudden question was pulled from Xiao Lin to him in an instant, and at the same time Yan Luo's words came to an abrupt end, a pair of eyes drooped down.

The long eyelashes are like butterfly wings, so attractive.

But following Yan Luo's small action, Qian Hongfeng's heart gradually sank.

Others may not know what this flower on Moshang is, but it is impossible for Lian Qing not to know.With the experience of her previous life, Qian Hongfeng knew very well that this flower belonged to Xianyao, the former lord of Xianyao Palace, and Lian Qing had seen it more than once.

Although he didn't know why Moshanghua was in Xiao Lin's hands, he knew that Moshanghua had something to do with Lianqing.

Yan Luo would not answer this proposition.

"Okay, I agree, I can take out my Moshanghua, but I also ask Mr. Zhong to answer a few questions for me."

Just after the room fell into silence again, the voice of the boy making up his mind came from the water mirror.

Qian Hongfeng suddenly raised her head, only to see that at some point, Xiao Lin had actually walked down the second floor and came under the high platform.

He looked up at the energetic old man standing on the high platform, with a look of anticipation in his eyes.

"As long as the young master takes out Moshang Hua, I, Mr. Zhong, will keep my word."

"Okay, deal."

One person stood on the high platform, one person stood under the stage, a young man who was only a weak crown, and an old man who was dying, and in this way, under the watchful eyes of everyone, an agreement was reached.

In an instant, Xiao Lin felt hundreds of eyes staring at him from behind, this feeling was very bad, as if being peeped and probed.

Xiao Lin frowned tightly, no one saw his trembling hands tucked into his sleeves.

Stretching his hand to his bosom, Xiao Lin took out a black jade wooden box and put it on the palm of his hand.

"Moshang Hua is inside."

This black jade wooden box is exquisitely carved, with intricate patterns embroidered on the box, and sparkling gems are inlaid around the box.

Those who sat next were all experts in treasure appraisal, let alone Moshanghua, the black jade wooden box alone was worth a lot.

Rumant is on his back, the boy is still hesitating.

Elder Zhong standing opposite gave Xiao Lin a gesture of invitation, and motioned him to open the box and show Moshang Hua to everyone.

The hand holding the box was still trembling. Xiao Lin's mind was blank at this moment, but for some reason, at this moment, what flashed through his mind was not what question he was about to ask, nor his own situation after asking the question. But what flashed through his mind was how the flower on Moshang got into his hands before.

The woman never saw him, but left a flower and died.No one told her who the owner of the flower was, and no one told him what the flower was.

Xiao Lin only vaguely remembered that on the bridge, that person seemed to be wearing a light pink gauze dress with a swaying skirt, more beautiful than the peony flowers in that spring day.At that time, he was too young to remember what that woman looked like.

At this moment, Xiao Lin felt conflicted. At this moment, he wanted to know the truth, but he was afraid of knowing the truth.

Man, sometimes that's the contradiction.

"Open it, why not open it?"

"That's right, dawdling like a bitch."

Xiao Lin turned around abruptly, looked at the source of the voice, "Who are you talking about!"

"Okay, don't make any noise."

As soon as Zhong Lao's voice came out, the people present did not dare to speak out for a moment.

Xiao Lin was very angry, but fortunately Yan Qing came up to persuade the fight, which prevented the always violent Xiao Lin from having an outburst on the court.

Xiao Lin shrugged his shoulders and waved Yan Qing's hand away, "I'll do it myself."

He put his hand on the black jade wooden box, and with a slow push, the box opened in front of everyone.

I saw a flower lying in the box, the flower branch was withered, but the flower was still delicate and beautiful.

The flower is like a peony, but bigger and more delicate than a peony.The petals are white and pink, and the center of the flower is golden yellow. The colors on the flowers are just like the colors that the painter sprinkled on purpose with ink.

Compared to the astonishment of the rest of the floors, the master and apprentice sitting on the third floor remained indifferent.

They are more looking forward to the answers to the next few questions.

Soon Xiao Lin closed the box in his hand, he turned his head to look at Mr. Zhong, "Moshanghua also looked at it, should Mr. Zhong answer some of my questions?"

The author has something to say: the death-like silence of the collection, alas.