[Lu Xiaofeng] Concubine wants to steal incense

Ah~~ The air is so fresh today~~~ Ah~~~ The weather today is really beautiful~~

As long as I think that Ximen Chuuxue will come here to bathe Lianqian after a while, I can't help being excited. Two years, how many girls have survived day and night, and today she will finally get her wish. How excited she is! !In the words of pretending to be B, people who have never experienced it will never understand! !

But I don’t know if it’s because her existence itself is a bug, and God always creates bugs for her all the time, so when she was sitting by the window full of longing and looking around and waiting for no one, she got a notice. ——

"Miss Lian, Miss Lian, are you in there?" There was a knock on the door, and the person calling was the old bustard of the brothel.

Lianqian was taken aback, thinking that Ximen Chuuxue was coming up, so she hurriedly straightened her clothes and ran to open the door solemnly, but when she opened the door, Ximen Chuuxue didn't see it, only saw the bitter face of the old bustard.

"Miss Lian, it's not good. The servants of Wanmei Villa said that the owner of Ximen Village would not be here, so they just took the girl who waited on the bath, and said they wanted to be on the spot..."

"What?!" Lian Qian said in astonishment, "On the spot? Solve it on the spot? How can it be done? How can it be done?! He is the sword god! How shabby and out of character he is!"

"This……"

"Where is the person?! Where? Have you left yet?!"

"Not yet, it's downstairs, I'm leaving soon, isn't this here to call you—"

"You didn't say it earlier!" Lian Qian glared at the old bustard, picked up her outfit and went downstairs, blowing to the door like a gust of wind, and then saw several men in white guarding an exquisite and luxurious carriage, one A woman with a slender and beautiful figure is stepping up.

"Wait! There's me!" Seeing that the carriage was about to leave, Lianqian couldn't control it so much, no matter what happened, she squeezed into it, but when she got in, she was dumbfounded. What's going on? ? ? ?

Does Ximen need to come in person to pick up the bather? ? ?

But if you don't need it, who is this beauty in white clothes staring at her coldly? ? ?

TAT is finished!

"Who!?" The person guarding the carriage obviously just realized what happened, and immediately lifted the curtain to drag her out.

How could Lian Qian be pulled out by someone?She didn't even turn her head, she just stared at the man in white who was sitting in the carriage looking back at her without blinking her eyes, and looked him up and down - she had to finish the errands of the city lord before preparing for her She is very responsible for the big nude photo project, although it is two years late =v=

But... people don't want to be seen.

He fully expressed his dissatisfaction, the long sword was slanted across Lianqian's neck, the graceful Adam's apple slid up and down, and Jasmine's fragrant words rushed into his ears: "Who are you?"

Lianqian was stunned, the aura of the man in front of her was not a cover-up, although the sword hadn't come out of her body, she could already feel the strong murderous aura!

"Wait a minute, Master Ximen..." Lianqian came back to her senses in an instant, and smiled nervously, pretending to be graceful, "I'm here to bathe you, have you forgotten...?"

I don't know if it was Lianqian's illusion, she thought that all reasonable people should take back their swords at such a time, right?But Lord Mao Jianshen's sword is still resting on her neck?And why is the murderous intent getting stronger and stronger, so cold that it makes her shiver all over, huh?

"Master Ximen?" The man narrowed his eyes slightly, his black pupils were slightly condensed, and his tone was low and long, "Bath?"

"?" Lian Qian looked back at him with a "Is there any problem?" expression.

The man looked at her expressionlessly, kept watching, kept watching, until Lianqian's scalp was numb and his heart was empty, then he withdrew his sword as if he had just woken up from a dream, and the corner of his phoenix eye glanced at her for the last time, Shu Dan said: "Ximen Chuuxue?"

……this……

Why is it a negative sentence?

"Aren't you Ximen Chuuxue?" Lian Qian couldn't help asking, surprise was not enough to describe her mood, although she didn't show it.

The man in white raised his hand to pick up the snow jade teacup on the low table, his slender jade fingers were almost the same color as the teacup, his long eyelashes drooped, and he said two words lightly: "No."

"..." Damn, you're not Ximen Chuuxue, didn't you say earlier that you stared at me for so long, where is the carriage that actually picks up people? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

"Sorry for disturbing you, I feel very guilty, but I have something urgent to do now, so I can't repay you. In the future, if I meet you by chance, I will treat you to a good meal to express my apology!" Lianqian dropped these words and turned around quickly. When I got out of the carriage, I saw the anxious old bustard standing at the door at a glance, she rushed up with a yell, "Where is the person!!! Where is the person!! Didn't you say that he was at the door!! Where!! Woolen cloth!!"

Don't blame her for being too excited...Two years, TAT, it took two years to catch such an opportunity, sisters...

The old bustard was frightened by her, and stupidly pointed in the direction completely opposite to the carriage she was on just now: "Just, just go..."

Lian Qian looked around, and she saw a carriage that was as luxurious as the one just now, but obviously much cleaner and more straightforward, drifting away—"Stay strong! I haven't gotten into the carriage yet!"

...So, there were only puffs of smoke left at the entrance of the brothel, and the carriage that Lian Qian got into the wrong carriage just now.

The snow-white gauze curtain of the carriage slowly opened after she left, and picked up the paintbrush she had dropped by the carriage pedal.

The fine-boned fingers fiddled with the nib, and the delicate brows frowned slightly, and then came a light voice with doubts.

——"Ghost painter?"

The following sentence is obviously to be answered: It really is an idiot... But it is a pity that the speaker's noble temperament and aloof character will never utter such vulgar words, so, abbreviate.

It is undeniable that Lianqian is still lucky, at least after she made an oolong, she still embarked on the broad road to bathe Ximen Chuuxue... What a shit luck worth exploring (﹃)

People in Wanmei Villa have doubted her identity more than once, but it is undeniable that although Lianqian occasionally yells regardless of her image, her appearance is definitely above average, with a pair of elegant and beautiful eyebrows embedded. Peach blossom eyes as black as moyu, with a three-pointed obsession without saying a word, who would believe it if they were not for sale... Sad! !Lianqian, as a woman from a good family, you are simply sad! !

In short, no matter what the previous turmoil, Lianqian arrived at the place where Ximen Chuuxue was going to bathe without any risk. This is a wasteland with no place to hide around. The tent is set in the middle of the wasteland, which is very large. It's beautiful and white =v= Well, the masters are all mentally clean, especially the masters in Lu Xiaofeng are more serious, so it's understandable.

Lian Qian got out of the carriage with the other three women, and when she walked into the tent, she found that the hot water and wooden barrels were ready. The smoke from the hot water slowly climbed into the tent, and a faint fragrance of plum blossoms permeated the air. Between the breath, it will not go away for a long time.

"What are you doing in a daze?" Seeing Lian Qian standing motionless at the door, the servant couldn't help urging.

Lian Qian came back to her senses, smiled apologetically, and walked in with gentle steps like other women.

...Oh hehehehehehe, Lord Sword God, today, after I, Lian Qian, have been planning for two years, you have finally fallen into my clutches... Oh hehehehehehe...

Because of these things in her mind, Lian Qian's eyes became a little soft and weird after she went to look at the wooden barrel. At that time, when she saw that person, there was no expression on her face.

It wasn't intentional, it was caused.

She couldn't make any other expressions, but just stared blankly at the picture in front of her.

She saw a sword.

A sword being tuned.

Not far behind the wooden barrel was a piano stand, behind which sat cross-legged a person, a man, a man in white clothes with no extra ornaments on his body.

His long black hair was bounded by a long snow-colored hair band. He was bowing his head to tune the piano, and the strands of hair brushed past his ears like spring springs and flowed over his shoulders. He didn't pay attention to anything.

He had obviously heard the movement around him, but he didn't take it to heart at all. He knew that someone was coming, but he didn't even lift his head, and continued to concentrate on tuning the piano.The strings slid across his round and white fingertips, outlining delicate traces, and this movement alone touched the softest part of Lian Qian's heart.

Ximen Chuuxue is a person, and Ximen Chuuxue is also a sword.

His black scabbard sword was now squared on his crossed knees, forming a strong contrast with the spotless white clothes.

Then, under Lian Qian's burning gaze, he raised his head.

...that is a pair of beautiful eyes.

Those eyes are too beautiful, but what they contain is the loneliness as cold as the ice and snow on the distant mountains, and the loneliness like shooting stars in the winter night.

Facing such a pair of eyes, Lian Qian only had one thought in her mind at the moment.

... It's really hard to control such a man's nude portraits. TAT

Girl... can you stop thinking about such obscene things at this time! !

Lian Qian quickly lowered her head, because Zhu Tou could feel Ximen Chuuxue's displeasure at her wanton gaze.

Fortunately, Ximen Chuuxue is not a bad person, at least not a person who kills innocent people indiscriminately, so she was not killed by a sword.Lord Sword God, you are really a good person. →_→

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