The prince is very fierce

The warm sun is shining slowly in winter, and on the gentle river beside the street, the boatman holds a small painted boat and floats slowly along the mountain street.

The boat was not that big, and it was fully equipped with a raft, a piano table, a chessboard and other entertainment objects. Four girls could enjoy the beautiful scenery of Huainan on it.

Without Xu Buring, Zhu Manzhi was a little bored. He leaned on the couch and crossed his arms with his arms around his chest. Sometimes he looked at his own breasts, and then secretly glanced at Song Yufu's breasts. Well...that's it?

Ning Qingye was tall and had to bend down in the boat, so she stood on the deck outside the cabin. The white skirt moves with the wind, and her elegant and noble temperament is enough to make a philistine woman feel ashamed, but her cold and arrogant eyes are naturally charming, as pretty as a peach in three springs, as pure as a chrysanthemum in nine autumns, which makes people indescribable. Be charming or cool.

Next to her, Zhongli Chuchu is much simpler, with charming charm emanating from her bones. Her eyebrows are like crescent moons, and her green eyes like cat eyes have an aura of lightness. Her exotic face is completely different from that of the Central Plains woman, which adds to her uniqueness. The taste is like a fire burning in winter. It may burn people, but people can't help but want to get closer, and it is difficult to resist the amazing attraction it contains.

Two women with completely different temperaments standing together were like a flame burning next to an ice cube. They should not have been involved with each other, but at this time, they got along very harmoniously.

Zhongli Jiujiu leaned against the cabin, staring at the third floor of the brothel in the distance.

Ning Qingye was the same way, but there was a bit of displeasure in his eyes: "The dignified prince of the feudal lord, my disciple of Changqing Temple, went to visit a brothel, which is an insult to the master..."

This was just a complaint. Ever since Ning Qingye came to Xu Buring, she didn't really want to have contact with Xu Buring, but it wasn't that she disliked Xu Buring in her heart, maybe she just didn't know how to contact him. She wanted to be friends like before, but when that pervert kissed her, even if she didn't care about Xu Buling, there was always a mark in her heart.

Zhongli Chuchu's perception of Xu Buling was completely different. Since meeting Xu Buling, Zhongli Chuchu's impression is that she is cold, strong, and true to her word. She is so crazy that it makes people feel scared, but she is also rational and makes people feel safe. She also treats a stunning beauty like her without false words. This He is simply the template for a god, the most perfect man in the world.

Therefore, after hearing Ning Qingye scolding Xu Buling, Zhongli Chuchu felt that it was inappropriate and opened her mouth to explain to Xu Buling:

"All the young masters from aristocratic families are like this. The brothel is a place for socializing. If you pretend to be aloof and don't go there, you will be treated as an alien. Mr. Xu only plays and socializes every time out of helplessness."

Song Yufu also had the same idea and secretly glanced at Zhongli Chuchu from the window with some approval.

Ning Qingye did not deny it, but turned to look at Zhongli Chuchu:

"You have a very good opinion of Xu Buring. Could it be that you like Xu Buring?"

As soon as these words came out, the two girls in the cabin couldn't sit still. They both stood up seemingly casually and walked towards the small door of the cabin. After realizing that the other party was also getting up, he looked elsewhere at the same time.

Facing Ning Qingye's straightforward question, Zhongli Chuchu thought Ning Qingye was jealous, so he didn't show any panic and said with a smile:

"A thousand pieces of gold are easy to come by, but a confidant is hard to find. Mr. Xu and I have nothing to do with each other. Miss Ning, don't get me wrong."

"What did I misunderstand..."

Ning Qingye tilted her head slightly, obviously not understanding what Zhongli Chuchu meant. She was really just asking out of curiosity.

The two people are not on the same channel and obviously cannot communicate.

Zhu Manzhi knew Ning Qingye very well. When he saw the two people chatting nonsense, he lay at the door and stuck his head out:

"Xiaoning Xiaozhong, Mr. Xu won't be able to come down for a while, so let's go shopping first."

Zhongli Chuchu really wanted to reunite with Xu Buling, but judging from the current situation, there was definitely no chance. Because the master's bad idea was useless, and he didn't want to go back to see the master at this time, he came to the cabin and sat down, wanting to see what kind of people Xu Buling's friends were.

The small boat floated down the river, and four beautiful girls sat on both sides of the table. Ning Qingye and Manzhi sat together. Although Zhongli Chuchu didn’t know Song Yufu, she still understood the etiquette and rules. She didn’t want to be left out in the cold. The gentle and quiet girl sat next to Song Yufu.

Song Yufu came from a scholarly family and was relatively introverted. She knew how to deal with wealthy ladies such as Mrs. Lu, but she didn't know what to say when she met a woman from the world, and her face was obviously a bit reserved.

Zhu Manzhi was talkative and knowledgeable. He enthusiastically helped pour tea and said with a smile:

"Fubao, we are all members of our own family, there is no need to be so different."

"oh……"

Song Yufu smiled gently, thought for a moment, and asked curiously:

"Why call me Fubao?"

Zhu Manzhi blinked: "Master Xu called me that, privately he called me Zhibao, and then he also called you Fubao."

Ning Qingye frowned and thought for a moment: "Nonsense, Xu Buling has never called you that."

"..."

Man Zhi'er's expression stiffened, and she suddenly became unhappy: "Privately, you must not know that you have only been here a few days, but I have been with Mr. Xu for a long time."

Ning Qingye was just straight, not stupid. She could hear the provocation between the lines and said softly:

"It's not like I haven't spent time with Xu Buling in private. When we were in Chang'an, he said you were stupid and asked me to take more care of you."

! !

Zhu Manzhi never expected that Ning Qingye would also lie to others, and his little eyebrows suddenly wrinkled:

"Master Xu really said that about me?"

Ning Qingye did not answer, but slowly picked up the tea cup and took a sip. Although not as gentle as our young lady, her movements were still very eye-catching.

Zhongli Chuchu could tell that Ning Qingye was bullying Manzhi, so he added with a smile:

"Has Mr. Xu ever mentioned me in private?"

Ning Qingye thought for a moment: "I said I met you, and then disappeared."

Zhu Manzhi nodded seriously.

"..."

Zhongli Chuchu picked up the tea cup and took a sip, with complicated eyes.

Song Yufu was not as silly and sweet as she seemed. She could see the different attitudes of the three girls towards Xu Buling. She didn't want to talk about her boyfriend in front of her competitors, so she changed the subject:

"These girls are all Jianghu heroes. I have been living in Chang'an since I was a child. I often hear people talking about Jianghu affairs, and I have always been curious about them. Jianghu must be very interesting, right?"

When this was mentioned, the three girls had different reactions.

Zhu Manzhi has never really stepped into the world of martial arts. His impressions of the martial arts world are all in the storyteller's storybooks. Naturally, he likes them very much and responded:

"It's interesting, but you have to be good at martial arts. If you don't have good martial arts, you still won't be cool. You have to find a powerful backer, like Sister Daning. Of course, Mr. Xu is the best. By the way, Da Ning Where did Sister Ning go? "

Naturally, Ning Qingye didn't know that her master had been bullied and couldn't stand still. He was hiding in a small dark room doubting his life. He shook his head and said: "Maybe something is wrong... Jianghu is not as simple as you said. People can't help themselves in Jianghu, but they can't help themselves." Just talking."

Song Yufu often heard this and asked curiously: "Is it difficult to get involved in the world?"