Chapter 22
Chapter 22
The woman took Chu Yue into the Tibetan incense building and went to the second floor.
Naturally, Chu Yuean attracted many people's eyes as soon as she entered the Tibetan incense building. She turned a blind eye and asked, "elder sister, what do you call it?"
"My surname is Bao and my name is chrysanthemum."
"Baoju flower?" Chu Yuean almost spit out.
"Is my name so funny?"
"No, it's a good name!"
Several people stopped in front of an elegant room on the second floor. There were bursts of melodious music in the elegant room.
Bao chrysanthemum hesitated and said, "Feng Ling is inside, but this lady, I still want to remind you that your Lord is not only noble, but also his temper is not good at all. If you really want to rob him, you have to weigh it yourself."
"I see. Thank you." Chu Yuean said faintly, "go and entertain your guests first. Don't worry about me."
Chu Qingbai always followed Chu Yuean's ass and said uneasily, "second sister, or forget it?"
"The money has been spent and the people have arrived. You can tell me at this time?" Chu Yuean smiled softly, "don't worry, just give it to me."
knock at the door.
After a while, a man in black, strong and cold faced opened the door, looked at Chu Yuean coldly and asked, "what's the matter?"
"I'm looking for someone." Chu Yuean said faintly. Her intuition told her that the man in front of her stretched out his hand very well, "can Feng Ling be inside? Can you lend her to me for a moment, I can ask her a few words."
"No." The man refused coldly, and then closed the door.
Chu Yuean closed the door and felt a surge of anger in his heart.
In this world, you give me face and I give you face. At least everyone can live with face. I give you face, you don't give me face, then what face do I have to continue to mix in the future?
She kicked the door open, the music in the door suddenly stopped, and there was a woman's scream.
Chu Yuean slowly stepped into the room and glanced at the people in the room.
There was a man sitting by the window. He was about twenty. He was very good-looking.
His eyebrows were dark and heroic. His long slanted eyes narrowed slightly. His eyes seemed to hide the stars and the sea. He had a tall nose, thin lips and a knife cut face.
His hair is very black, with a few strands hanging down. Unlike other men, he is a little more lazy and casual.
The whole person is like a figure made from a painting.
Chu Yuean felt that if in the 21st century, with his appearance and temperament, he would have the capital to make his debut as the top stream.
The fly in the ointment is that his face is pale and seems to be hollowed out. How to say, it feels "empty".
On his left and right sides, there are women who think they are gorgeous. Both of them are only wearing cool belly pockets. Their eyes contain emotion, desire and obsession. They should be confused by his skin bag.
In front of him sat a woman with a lute. Her eyes were wide open and her expression was surprised.
At this time, Chu Yuean felt someone attacking her. Her eyes narrowed slightly. It was the man in black who had just opened the door.
"Stop."
A deep and mellow voice came, and the man in black quickly stopped his attack and flashed aside.
Obviously, it was the young man by the window who gave orders. His eyes narrowed slightly and his thin lips hooked slightly, revealing two evil spirits.
"What's up?"
Chu Yuean looked at him, quickly moved his eyes to the woman holding the Pipa and asked, "are you Fengling?"
The woman was obviously frightened. She held the pipa tighter and nodded nervously: "I am. What can I do for you?"
"There is something I hope you can help clarify." Chu Yuean said faintly, "six days ago, there was a dispute in the Tibetan incense building because of you, do you still remember him?"
Chu Yuean pointed to Chu Qingbai behind him.
Feng Ling recognized him and smiled gratefully at him: "I remember that young master Chu helped me out that day."
"He helped you out, but unfortunately he was in trouble." Chu Yuean smiled faintly. "It's obvious that the rumor is that the seventh young master of ninghou mansion is jealous of others for you, and doesn't hesitate to instruct his servants to hurt each other."
"This is not true at all!" Feng Ling stood up and said angrily, "Miss, how do you want me to clarify?"
"The surname Xu accused my brother of hurting him. I'll also go to the Yamen to accuse him of false accusation. I hope Miss Fengling can come to help testify at that time." Chu Yuean said.
"Don't worry, I will testify for childe Chu."
"Pa Pa Pa!"
A few clapping voices came. Chu Yuean looked sideways. He picked up the wine pot on the table, poured two glasses of wine and said, "I'm sorry, I have something to do with Miss Fengling, which has disturbed the childe's Yaxing. Well, I'll give you a toast. It's an apology!"
The man's heroic eyebrows rose slightly, his face was smiling, and his eyes looked at him: "if I don't accept your apology?"
"What do you want?" Chu Yuean asked.
"Ninghou mansion..." the man tasted these three words and asked with a smile, "which Lady of ninghou mansion are you?"
"Chu Yuean."
"Second Miss Chu Yuean?" The man frowned, "how did I hear that the second lady is crazy?"
"Do you think I'm crazy? Seeing is believing, hearing is believing." Chu Yuean said lightly, "you should know this truth?"
"Interesting. I'll call on you another day." The man said, "since the second young lady sincerely apologized to me, I'll give the second young lady this face."
He pushed away the women on both sides and came down from the soft couch. His clothes were loose and worn on his body, and his chest appeared from time to time.
Chu Yuean looked at his steps. He couldn't afford to look at him in his heart. He must have wasted too much on women's color, hurt his vitality and blinded his face. Young people don't know moderation. They trample on their own body, but they can't blame others.
The man picked up another glass of wine on the table and drank it down.
Chu Yuean drank the contents of the cup and said faintly, "I have something to do. I'll say goodbye first. Goodbye."
Out of the elegant room, the exploding chrysanthemum was still waiting downstairs. Seeing that she came down unharmed, he took a few steps and asked curiously, "what did that master do to you?"
"What can he do with me?"
Burst chrysanthemum gave Chu Yuean a newborn calf's eyes that were not afraid of tigers. Unwilling, he asked, "do you know the identity of that Lord?"
"Can it be the emperor?" Chu Yuean smiled.
"Bah, why did the girl start talking nonsense?" Bao chrysanthemum paused and said, "he is the king of Chu, Yuwen Jinghuai, the holy nephew."
"Yuwen Jinghuai, king of Chu?" Chu yue'an's eyes narrowed, but it was really a giant Buddha.
Naturally, Chu Yuean attracted many people's eyes as soon as she entered the Tibetan incense building. She turned a blind eye and asked, "elder sister, what do you call it?"
"My surname is Bao and my name is chrysanthemum."
"Baoju flower?" Chu Yuean almost spit out.
"Is my name so funny?"
"No, it's a good name!"
Several people stopped in front of an elegant room on the second floor. There were bursts of melodious music in the elegant room.
Bao chrysanthemum hesitated and said, "Feng Ling is inside, but this lady, I still want to remind you that your Lord is not only noble, but also his temper is not good at all. If you really want to rob him, you have to weigh it yourself."
"I see. Thank you." Chu Yuean said faintly, "go and entertain your guests first. Don't worry about me."
Chu Qingbai always followed Chu Yuean's ass and said uneasily, "second sister, or forget it?"
"The money has been spent and the people have arrived. You can tell me at this time?" Chu Yuean smiled softly, "don't worry, just give it to me."
knock at the door.
After a while, a man in black, strong and cold faced opened the door, looked at Chu Yuean coldly and asked, "what's the matter?"
"I'm looking for someone." Chu Yuean said faintly. Her intuition told her that the man in front of her stretched out his hand very well, "can Feng Ling be inside? Can you lend her to me for a moment, I can ask her a few words."
"No." The man refused coldly, and then closed the door.
Chu Yuean closed the door and felt a surge of anger in his heart.
In this world, you give me face and I give you face. At least everyone can live with face. I give you face, you don't give me face, then what face do I have to continue to mix in the future?
She kicked the door open, the music in the door suddenly stopped, and there was a woman's scream.
Chu Yuean slowly stepped into the room and glanced at the people in the room.
There was a man sitting by the window. He was about twenty. He was very good-looking.
His eyebrows were dark and heroic. His long slanted eyes narrowed slightly. His eyes seemed to hide the stars and the sea. He had a tall nose, thin lips and a knife cut face.
His hair is very black, with a few strands hanging down. Unlike other men, he is a little more lazy and casual.
The whole person is like a figure made from a painting.
Chu Yuean felt that if in the 21st century, with his appearance and temperament, he would have the capital to make his debut as the top stream.
The fly in the ointment is that his face is pale and seems to be hollowed out. How to say, it feels "empty".
On his left and right sides, there are women who think they are gorgeous. Both of them are only wearing cool belly pockets. Their eyes contain emotion, desire and obsession. They should be confused by his skin bag.
In front of him sat a woman with a lute. Her eyes were wide open and her expression was surprised.
At this time, Chu Yuean felt someone attacking her. Her eyes narrowed slightly. It was the man in black who had just opened the door.
"Stop."
A deep and mellow voice came, and the man in black quickly stopped his attack and flashed aside.
Obviously, it was the young man by the window who gave orders. His eyes narrowed slightly and his thin lips hooked slightly, revealing two evil spirits.
"What's up?"
Chu Yuean looked at him, quickly moved his eyes to the woman holding the Pipa and asked, "are you Fengling?"
The woman was obviously frightened. She held the pipa tighter and nodded nervously: "I am. What can I do for you?"
"There is something I hope you can help clarify." Chu Yuean said faintly, "six days ago, there was a dispute in the Tibetan incense building because of you, do you still remember him?"
Chu Yuean pointed to Chu Qingbai behind him.
Feng Ling recognized him and smiled gratefully at him: "I remember that young master Chu helped me out that day."
"He helped you out, but unfortunately he was in trouble." Chu Yuean smiled faintly. "It's obvious that the rumor is that the seventh young master of ninghou mansion is jealous of others for you, and doesn't hesitate to instruct his servants to hurt each other."
"This is not true at all!" Feng Ling stood up and said angrily, "Miss, how do you want me to clarify?"
"The surname Xu accused my brother of hurting him. I'll also go to the Yamen to accuse him of false accusation. I hope Miss Fengling can come to help testify at that time." Chu Yuean said.
"Don't worry, I will testify for childe Chu."
"Pa Pa Pa!"
A few clapping voices came. Chu Yuean looked sideways. He picked up the wine pot on the table, poured two glasses of wine and said, "I'm sorry, I have something to do with Miss Fengling, which has disturbed the childe's Yaxing. Well, I'll give you a toast. It's an apology!"
The man's heroic eyebrows rose slightly, his face was smiling, and his eyes looked at him: "if I don't accept your apology?"
"What do you want?" Chu Yuean asked.
"Ninghou mansion..." the man tasted these three words and asked with a smile, "which Lady of ninghou mansion are you?"
"Chu Yuean."
"Second Miss Chu Yuean?" The man frowned, "how did I hear that the second lady is crazy?"
"Do you think I'm crazy? Seeing is believing, hearing is believing." Chu Yuean said lightly, "you should know this truth?"
"Interesting. I'll call on you another day." The man said, "since the second young lady sincerely apologized to me, I'll give the second young lady this face."
He pushed away the women on both sides and came down from the soft couch. His clothes were loose and worn on his body, and his chest appeared from time to time.
Chu Yuean looked at his steps. He couldn't afford to look at him in his heart. He must have wasted too much on women's color, hurt his vitality and blinded his face. Young people don't know moderation. They trample on their own body, but they can't blame others.
The man picked up another glass of wine on the table and drank it down.
Chu Yuean drank the contents of the cup and said faintly, "I have something to do. I'll say goodbye first. Goodbye."
Out of the elegant room, the exploding chrysanthemum was still waiting downstairs. Seeing that she came down unharmed, he took a few steps and asked curiously, "what did that master do to you?"
"What can he do with me?"
Burst chrysanthemum gave Chu Yuean a newborn calf's eyes that were not afraid of tigers. Unwilling, he asked, "do you know the identity of that Lord?"
"Can it be the emperor?" Chu Yuean smiled.
"Bah, why did the girl start talking nonsense?" Bao chrysanthemum paused and said, "he is the king of Chu, Yuwen Jinghuai, the holy nephew."
"Yuwen Jinghuai, king of Chu?" Chu yue'an's eyes narrowed, but it was really a giant Buddha.