Done! Your Majesty is going to prostitute me for free!

Chapter 54

Despite this, in the eyes of Lin Xiaofeng, who has lived in Yangqu County all year round, every moment of daily life there is filled with a strong atmosphere of celebration, as if every day is a joyful New Year celebration, so that the joy brought by ordinary festivals has become sparse. It's bland and loses its due shock value.

After a period of deep meditation, Lin Xiaofeng's eyes suddenly became determined, and his words were sonorous and powerful, like a copper plate falling to the ground, with a loud voice: "Yes! It is this Qiqiao Festival! Your Highness, haven't you been working hard to find a way to quickly accumulate wealth? I'm watching. , let’s take advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and plan carefully, and we will definitely make a lot of money in this holiday craze.”

When Li Dexian heard this, his bright eyes suddenly radiated with sharp brilliance, like a leopard that smelled the traces of its prey, pursuing it eagerly and expectantly: "Oh? It seems that you are confident, then, you Is there any clever plan that can help us dig into the source of wealth at this critical juncture of the Qiqiao Festival?"

Lin Xiaofeng sat there, his fingers leisurely sliding across his resolute chin, his deep eyes twinkling like stars, containing the light of cunning and deep wisdom.

He spoke slowly, his voice low and magnetic: "Of course we are still doing business, but we have to come up with some new tricks. When my trip was over, I immediately picked up my pen and ordered the county government to create a batch of unprecedented The goods must be delivered here as quickly as possible.”

"Not only that, we must also cleverly use external forces to create an unprecedentedly fierce market atmosphere." He paused, with a mysterious smile in his eyes, and continued, "Oh, I suddenly remembered something - Baihua That famous and charming Oiran girl downstairs, Miss Lu, still owes me an agreement to have a night of drinking alone. Let her help us with this matter."

Li Dexian, who was listening silently on the side, now had a hidden smile on his lips, leaning forward slightly, as if he wanted to penetrate into Lin Xiaofeng's heart. "Old Lin, the last time you went upstairs for an appointment, it couldn't have been a smooth night, right?" There was a hint of probing and teasing in his tone.

When Lin Xiaofeng heard the sound, his eyelids narrowed slightly, and he stared at Li Dexian like a cheetah locking its prey, with a trace of alertness and vigilance flashing in his eyes. "What do you mean by that? Last time you kept claiming that you wanted to give alms to beggars, I just sent you some cakes on the way." He thought to himself, this guy was very scheming, and he actually misunderstood himself as a frivolous and shallow person. only.

"To tell you the truth, I am afraid of contracting diseases! The medical conditions in ancient times are backward. Once you have a headache or a fever, wouldn't you be in danger of life and death at any time?" Lin Xiaofeng's words were resounding, and every word revealed a deep understanding of life. and respect for life.

After hearing this, Li Dexian's face flashed with astonishment for a while, then he made an OK gesture known only to modern people, but he smiled awkwardly, "Haha, I made a mistake, I thought you were the one who dares to love and hate, What a decisive person!"

When Lin Xiaofeng saw this, his face suddenly became solemn: "Be careful what you say! If you continue to talk nonsense like this, be careful I will take you to court for defamation. You are tarnishing my innocent personality and reputation!"

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The school ended the next day, the sunset melted gold, and the remaining clouds fell on the streets. Lin Xiaofeng and Li Dexian, accompanied by the afterglow of the setting sun, joined hands with Xie Hongxin, who had a close friendship in the past, and the three of them walked hurriedly towards the city. The famous Baihua Tower sped away.

At that time, the lanterns had just been lit, and the night was as pale as a girl's shy eyes, but the Baihua Tower was already bustling with people, and there was an endless stream of people. Its lively scene is like the gathering of rivers, endlessly prosperous.

Three men shouldering the turmoil of destiny stand side by side under the pavilion with carved beams and colorful red paint. Their eyes are as deep and unpredictable as the stars and the sea, seeming to foreshadow the unknown turning point that is about to come.

In an instant, they walked into the door full of flowers, which seemed like a fairyland on earth. The decoration inside the building was exquisite, and every pattern and color exuded the atmosphere of wealth and prosperity.

On the four walls, pink gauze hangs gracefully, like misty smoke and clouds in a dream, entwined in the beady singing voice and charming laughter. Those musical sounds are like the harmonies of strings of pianos and harps, tugging at the heartstrings and making people intoxicated. in.

Lin Xiaofeng looked around, scanning every detail that was carefully carved, and felt a deep sigh in his heart.

Even though he had read all about the world in Xueyue Tower and tasted countless weird and bizarre customs, in front of the Baihua Tower in Kyoto, both the scale and the cultural heritage seemed more outstanding, which made people suddenly feel admiration. , just like facing the mountains and mountains, which are difficult to reach.

A bitter and helpless smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he whispered to himself: "The joy in the eyes of ordinary people has become ordinary in such a luxurious place, and there is nothing breathtaking about it."

After a brief pause, the three of them noticed that there was nothing unusual here, and a sense of boredom arose in their hearts. At this moment, Lin Xiaofeng suddenly raised his hand and called a smart boy. His eyes were full of cunning and determination, as sharp as a cheetah locking its target.

"Is Miss Lu in the building at the moment?" Although Lin Xiaofeng's words were concise, they carried an invisible majesty.

As soon as the boy heard the name, his face immediately put on a well-trained smile, and he quickly replied with a smile: "Oh, sir, I'm so sorry, our Miss Lu is closing the door to thank guests today, even if she is not casual at ordinary times, Meet outsiders."

Lin Xiaofeng flipped his wrist, and there was a shining white fifty-tael silver ingot in his hand. His voice was deep and powerful, and every word was like a stone hitting the ground: "It doesn't matter if we don't meet, as long as you tell me one sentence Miss Lu—Lin Xiaofeng personally came to visit."

The boy took the heavy piece of silver, his eyes lit up instantly, and he promised with a smile on his face: "Sure, please be patient, I will send you a message right away. But, will this happen?" When it comes to Miss Lu, it still depends on what she wants. No matter how capable you are, you can't make the decision without permission!"

Lin Xiaofeng nodded slightly, tapping her fingers on the table to make a rhythm, indicating that the boy could leave: "Go and handle this quickly."

Not long after, the waiter walked back with a melancholy look on his face, as if he was carrying a heavy burden. He whispered softly, trembling like autumn leaves falling to the ground: "Mr. Lin, please forgive me for the slight offense. Just now I went up to report that Miss Lu is indeed pregnant today." I cannot help myself and cannot receive any visitors.”

Hearing this, Li Dexian's face changed rapidly, like dark clouds covering the clear sky, and a surge of anger surged out of his chest. He slammed his palm on the table with a loud bang, and his rough voice was full of anger and disdain: " Humph! Humph! Humph! What kind of drama is this? I am a distinguished guest after all, but she is so arrogant and rude, tell her to get off, otherwise I, Li Dexian, will make this Baihualou chicken and dog restless and turn the world upside down today!"

Lin Xiaofeng looked intently at Li Dexian's face, which instantly turned sinister, and sighed silently deep in his heart. This guy had learned all those bad habits, but he didn't have any of the temperament of a serious person.

At this moment, all eyes were focused on them like spotlights. Lin Xiaofeng sized up the situation, suppressed Li Dexian's anger that was about to explode in time, and dragged him back to the chair.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Xiaofeng's eyes turned to the frightened waiter, who was sallow and skinny. His words contained unfathomable majesty: "Go and call me the head of your house."

The waiter looked more and more aggrieved, tears filled his eyes, and he begged in a tearful tone: "Mr. Lin, Miss Lu really cannot meet, do you think it is possible to visit again another day?"

"Needless to say, I have changed my mind now and don't plan to see her for the time being."

The waiter could only hold back tears, pursed his lips tightly, and left with three turns.

Not long after, a madam wearing heavy makeup and fancy clothes walked over. Although her face was covered with thick makeup, it was still difficult to hide her age of about thirty years old, and her unique bones. It was obvious at a glance that she must have been a stunning beauty who could captivate all living beings when she was young.

As soon as the old bustard saw Lin Xiaofeng, he immediately smiled with a smile on his face, like a blooming peony, and his words were full of flattery and compliments: "Oh, it turns out that Mr. Lin is here in person. We young men who don't understand the rules are really blind dogs." "Eye, I have offended a distinguished guest like you. Please forgive us for our ignorance and offense. I will sincerely apologize to you, little lady."

"If you like any girl from our Baihua Building, just tell me frankly. Everything is easy to discuss."

The corners of Lin Xiaofeng's mouth curved into a curve as cold as a winter night, and there was a sharp chill in his smile, just like the sharpness of the north wind blowing across the frozen lake.

His voice was low and cold, as if every sound was filled with frost that penetrated the bone marrow: "My brother is interested in your style. I might as well ask you if you are willing to accept a special guest today. ?”

When the Madam heard this, the makeup on her face couldn't conceal her momentary astonishment. The surprise was like a flash of lightning flashing across the corners of her eyes and eyebrows.

However, after all, she was experienced in the world and quickly calmed down her emotions. She responded with a sweet smile, the coquettishness and shyness between her eyebrows were just right: "Oh, the young master really knows how to joke. As long as the young master opens his mouth, there is nothing that can't be done. Dare you. Ask the young master, which brother is it that favors me so much?"

Lin Xiaofeng's eyes shone with a cunning light, like a fox waiting for the opportunity before hunting.

He raised his hand slightly, palm downwards with firm determination, and said in a deep and powerful tone: "Xie Hongxin, go teach her a lesson and let her understand some truth."

"Yes!" Xie Hongxin stood up in response. His movements were as quick and decisive as a leopard's. He took off his shirt in three clicks, revealing a body of muscles as strong as iron with clear texture.

He smiled at the madam. There was a hint of scorn in the laughter, but it was also heroic: "Come, come into the house with me and have a chat!"

Seeing this, the old bustard's expression changed slightly, obviously he was shocked by Xie Hongxin's actions.

However, when she caught a glimpse of the body as strong as a mountain, her expression warmed up in an instant, and she thought to herself: Such a powerful and extraordinary man is indeed rare, and she cannot easily offend Lin Xiaofeng, a patron, no matter what.

So, she pretended to be coquettish and gently patted Xie Hongxin's chest, which was as strong as a rock. Her voice was soft and slightly shy: "In that case, let's go there now~"

Then, the madam twisted her waist and followed Xie Hongxin into the carved and painted pavilion with light steps.

At this time, Lin Xiaofeng still maintained his composure, holding a tea cup in his hand and looking at Xie Hongxin's retreating figure indifferently. Li Dexian next to him was dumbfounded. Looking at this scene, he couldn't help but murmured: "Aren't we looking for Miss Lu? How...how could he go in first?"

After Lin Xiaofeng heard this, a carefree smile appeared on his lips. That smile was full of confidence and calmness in strategizing: "To open up the situation, you must first open up the joints, so that you can get twice the result with half the effort. Wait patiently, everything will be determined."

Two steaming cups of fragrant tea quietly settled in the passage of time. In the corridor with carved beams and jade on the second floor, the figure of Xie Hongxin appeared together with an old madam who has gone through many vicissitudes but still retains her charm. The light and shadow intersect at this moment, like a mottled picture scroll, laying out the ravines of the years and the hustle and bustle of the world. The noise and enthusiasm of life surge in the silence.

Li Dexian's eyes were as sharp as arrows, piercing Xie Hongxin, with a sarcastic smile on his lips, and then he burst out into a burst of sharp laughter: "Ha! Ha! Ha! How dare you do this with a silver-colored pewter gun head?" To stand out in the secular world is thousands of miles away from me!"

When Lin Xiaofeng heard this, he sneered secretly in his heart, but his face remained as calm as a lake, with only a slight "squeak", which seemed to be a contemptuous response to Li Dexian's ignorance. He snorted coldly in his heart: You are a shallow person, how did you know that my brother Hong Xin is a hexagonal omnipotent warrior with both strength and speed? No one can match her tenderness and sweetness.

At this moment, the arrogant and proud expression on Li Dexian's face instantly solidified, as if frozen by ice. It turned out that the madam was slowly descending at a shambling but tenacious pace, while Xie Hongxin followed closely behind him silently, his face as usual, and every step was as steady as a rock.

Suddenly, the madam was shaking and almost falling down the stairs. At the critical moment of life and death, Xie Hongxin was like a bolt of lightning piercing the night sky. He made a move like lightning and grabbed the madam's black hair, lifting her as lightly as a cat. Lift it steadily to avoid a possible disaster.

The old madam was still frightened, and after she stood firm, she turned around and gave Xie Hongxin a hard look. However, there was a lot of amorous feelings in her eyes. She lightly patted Xie Hongxin's solid chest, and said with a hint of reproach in her charm: "Oh, you damn ghost, Can’t you be gentler?”

Xie Hongxin smiled honestly, and that smile contained the simplicity of the country and the tolerance of the sea, as if he had long been accustomed to such teasing and abuse, and he took it calmly.

At this moment, Li Dexian was completely confused and shocked. He was dumbfounded and speechless, and could only watch all this happen.

Soon, this strange pair walked slowly to Lin Xiaofeng's desk. Lin Xiaofeng asked calmly: "How is the situation going? Can I introduce Miss Lu now? Oh, by the way, how much fee needs to be paid, I will clear it up now."

The old madam's cheeks were slightly red, and she glanced at Xie Hongxin with a smile from the corner of her eyes, and whispered in a soft voice: "We are under the same roof, so why bother talking about money? However, I have to ask for permission first about Miss Lu. "

Xie Hongxin noticed that Li Dexian's eyes had never left him, he couldn't help but frowned, squinted at him, and asked: "What do you mean you always stare at me?"

I saw Li Dexian's face full of shock and fear, his eyes flickering, and he finally plucked up the courage and whispered: "Brother Hong Xin, from today on, you are the big brother in my heart!"

As the bustard mother, whose charm is still there, walks away with faltering steps and swaying figure.

Like a cunning cat, Li Dexian slid towards Xie Hongxin silently. He tightened his throat, and his words were intertwined with threads of awe and curiosity. Like drizzle tapping on the rubble, he whispered: "Brother Hongxin, can you Can you give me some advice so that my elm-shaped body can be rejuvenated?"

Xie Hongxin did not turn his head to look directly at him, but cast a sharp glance sideways, and a meaningful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, like ripples on a calm lake after a shocking earthquake: "What do you want to learn?"

Li Dexian's eyes were as hot as a torch, like a child's curiosity and longing for the unknown world. He stared at Xie Hongxin's strong body as iron, and responded frankly: "What I want to learn is your unique martial arts, and I also want to find out how to hone it." Such a body of steel and iron."

Lin Xiaofeng, who was watching the changes quietly, could not help but sneer at this moment, with a cunning and proud expression on his face, muttering in his heart: Now you have seen the power of my brother Hong Xin, what was he doing just now? I have doubts!

Xie Hongxin's face was as calm as water, and the depths of his eyes contained the profound power accumulated over the years. He spoke slowly, with a firm and peaceful magnetism in his voice: "When it comes to cultivating the body, it is not as complicated and mysterious as the world imagines. The only thing you can do is to examine yourself three times a day, day after day, and persevere.”

"Examine yourself three times a day?" Li Dexian was stunned when he heard this, with shock and confusion in his eyes. He asked dumbfounded, as if he was struck by the confusion deep in his heart: "Brother Hong Xin, What does this mean?"

Lin Xiaofeng was impatient. He got ahead of Xie Hongxin and explained in a slightly exaggerated way: "This means that you have to be like a whetstone sharpening a sword. You have to be cruel to yourself at least three times a day. Polish yourself, and maybe one day you will have the same copper skin and iron bones as Brother Hong Xin!"

He once tried to follow Xie Hongxin's footsteps, but the almost harsh training process made ordinary people afraid and discouraged.

Xie Hongxin was originally an ordinary commoner in Yangqu County. At that time, he lived a life of one meal and one meal, and suffered from hunger almost every day. At that time, even getting out of bed became a luxury, let alone doing other things. I was really on the verge of death. However, just when he was at his most desperate, Lin Xiaofeng appeared. Three baskets of hot steamed buns were delivered to Xie Hongxin in time.

These steamed buns are simply a life-saving straw for Xie Hongxin. He lived on these steamed buns every day. Gradually, his body began to gain some strength and he was finally able to stand up again.

As time went by, Lin Xiaofeng's life gradually improved.

He began to nourish Xie Hongxin's body with some delicious food. Those delicious fish and fatty pork gave Xie Hongxin's body sufficient nutrition.

Gradually, his body began to change, and he felt that the power in his body was reviving little by little.

Since then, Xie Hongxin has worked hard day and night to practice martial arts regardless of rain or shine. Not only does he have no complaints about this harsh training, he actually enjoys it.

Through countless baptisms of blood and sweat, he was like a phoenix rising from the ashes, forging a powerful physique like a humanoid beast, which is breathtaking.

Li Dexian's Adam's apple slid quietly, as if there was a hidden emotion surging deep in his throat. Accompanied by an inaudible gurgling sound, he deliberately suppressed his voice and asked Lin Xiaofeng something like a whisper that seemed to touch the depths of his heart. Question: "Brother Hong Xin, has there ever been a powerful enemy in this world that left you helpless?"

Lin Xiaofeng gently raised a deep smile at the corner of his mouth. The smile was like a cold spring in an ancient well, cold but full of meaning. He turned his face sideways and looked at Li Dexian with a look that was half teasing and half admiring: "Zizeng It says: 'I have never seen a strong person.'"

After hearing this, Li Dexian frowned, and doubts lingered between his eyebrows like a thick fog: "Who is this 'child' you are talking about?"

Lin Xiaofeng raised his chin slightly, deliberately pretending to be full of knowledge, and said leisurely: "This 'child' is not an ordinary person, but a burly man with a height of nine feet and six. He is not only familiar with poetry and books, but also familiar with political maneuvers. He is also extremely skilled in martial arts, and has seventy-two equally brave and invincible heroes under his command."

"Even the 'zi' who claims to be omnipotent, in his glorious life, could not defeat a tough guy like Hong Xin who is as strong as steel and unshakable." Lin Xiaofeng's words were filled with moderate exaggeration and admiration. , as if describing a heroic myth.

At this moment, there were staggering footsteps outside the house, and the figure of the madam gradually appeared from the end of the porch. She held her waist with one hand and the door frame with the other, limping over, her face full of embarrassment and confusion. Guilty: "Oh, Mr. Lin, it really doesn't work. Miss Lu still insists on not agreeing. This really leaves me with nowhere to use my methods and can only sigh helplessly."

Suddenly, like thunder on the ground, a loud "bang" exploded in the silent space. Xie Hongxin stood up suddenly, and a majestic momentum instantly filled the entire room, as if it could break through the roof and reach into the sky.

The old bustard was so frightened by the sudden movement that he turned pale and quickly said with a smile: "Oh, sir, please don't misunderstand me. It's not like I'm not trying my best. Miss Lu has a special status. I can't make the decision on this matter without permission." , please be magnanimous and don’t get angry——"

Li Dexian's eyes were as hot as fire, and he quietly cast his gaze on Xie Hongxin's towering back. His admiration for his perseverance and strength shone brightly in his heart like stars holding the moon.

Lin Xiaofeng's brows wrinkled slightly, like ripples in autumn water. A hint of doubt flashed in his deep eyes, and then his words were like cold springs in an ancient well, steady and powerful, but full of majesty after careful consideration, "Then, Who is the mysterious controller hidden behind Baihua Tower?" There was a power in his tone that could not be ignored, as if he could penetrate all the fog.

The Madam gently shook her beady head, and a complicated expression quietly appeared on her face, which was an expression of helplessness and vigilance.

She lowered her voice, like drizzle falling on the roof, with an imperceptible tremor, "It is really inconvenient to reveal such secret things easily." Her words were full of unspeakable difficulties and precautions.

However, Xie Hongxin could no longer suppress the anger in his chest. He suddenly raised his arm and hit the table with his palm like thunder, causing a slight vibration in an instant and making the cups and plates tremble.

His eyes were as bright as fire, and he shouted sternly: "My lord, how can I allow you to be so vague when asking questions!" That sharp look was like a sharp sword, piercing the defense line in the heart of the old bustard.

Under this compelling aura, the Madam's face turned pale as a sheet, and there was a trace of hesitation in his eyes. Finally, he chose to reveal the truth, "To be honest, the power behind Baihua Tower is Ding Ding." The famous King of Han River."

This sentence is like lifting a thick historical curtain, releasing a long-lasting and heavy atmosphere.

The name "King of Hanjiang" has been covered by the dust of the years in the depths of Lin Xiaofeng's memory. He recalled that the man who did not leave any significant traces in the wine industry, but relied on his unique vision and methods to run the brothel business at a flourishing rate. The king of the Han River who had both sides.

Although he felt slightly uneasy about this complicated relationship, since it had no direct bearing on him, Lin Xiaofeng chose not to delve into it further.

An indifferent smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and that free and easy confidence seemed to come from his bones, "Please help me give a new poem I just wrote to Miss Lu. If she still avoids it, I will have no choice but to I left sadly." His tone was calm and decisive, showing his open-minded nature.

When the madam heard this, his face suddenly became anxious. He nodded in agreement hurriedly and immediately ordered the maid to prepare paper, ink, pen and inkstone.

Lin Xiaofeng took the ink-filled writing brush and stared intently at the flawless white rice paper in front of him. After a moment, he waved his wrist gently, and the tip of the pen danced on the paper, and lines of black writing appeared on it: "My What I love is that the lotus is born in the mud without being contaminated by dirt, and has been washed by clear water without losing its pure nature...it can only be viewed from a distance, not played with."

At this moment, Lin Xiaofeng secretly speculated that the reason why Miss Lu was so cold to him was probably because of the misunderstanding of leaving without saying goodbye.

Furthermore, she was able to participate in poetry gatherings and clearly had a deep love for poetry.

From this point of view, this new poem, which uses the allegory of the lotus to express its meaning, can not only clarify the causes and consequences, but also show one's sincere apology and expectations. It is undoubtedly an extremely suitable way of expression for the two people who have only met each other once. .

The eyes of the madam, those eyes that have seen through the world of mortals, are now filled with a blurry and profound light due to the few lines of words on the paper, as if drawn by an invisible mystery, "This..." Is it a word?"

Her voice was low and trembling, and doubts and incomprehensions spread in the air like ripples, but they were suppressed in her throat and could not be completely released.

Faced with the Madam's confusion, Lin Xiaofeng's voice was as firm as stone, and every word was resounding, containing unshakable determination. "No need to be too entangled, you just need to give this thing to her and let her see it with her own eyes." He said. Although his words were brief, they suppressed all doubts like a rock.

Forced to accept this irresistible order, the Madam's fingers tightened around the piece of paper that seemed to carry endless unknown destiny. She dragged her tired and heavy steps towards the stairs leading to the second floor again. the climb.

After a moment of silence, the Madam's figure quickly appeared in people's sight again. Her smile was like a warm spring breeze gently blowing across the calm lake. The ripples rippled in circles, full of life. "Mr. Lin, Miss Lu." I have agreed, now let me take you up." Her tone was solemn and enthusiastic, just like the warm spring sun.

However, she then added, her tone full of caution and sincere respect, "It's just that, Mr. Lin, you are the only one who can step into that door this time." Her words were like a warning, but they were Full of adherence to rules.

When Lin Xiaofeng heard this, he nodded slightly, with a flash of understanding in his eyes. He followed behind the madam, her figure swaying in the dimness. The two of them took steps together, climbing step by step towards the mysterious boudoir on the third floor.

When Lin Xiaofeng safely entered Lu Xuanxin's boudoir, the madam gently closed the door. A glimmer of light leaked from the crack in the door, like a boundary dividing the secular and the extraordinary, quietly guarding the secrets in the house.

She immediately turned around and her eyes fell on Xie Hongxin, who was still waiting downstairs. At this moment, the madam was rubbing her hands together. The joy on her face was unconcealable like the dawn, and although her steps were quick, she cleverly concealed a bit of cunning.

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As soon as he stepped into the door, Lin Xiaofeng's figure seemed to be possessed by a battle-hardened detective. Needless to say, the keen intuition hidden deep in the bone marrow suddenly opened like an eagle's eye, and he began to quietly Take a detailed look at everything around you.

Compared with the turbulent and wandering world of the boat in my memory, the decoration layout of this apartment is like two completely different time and space. The charm here is more elegant and calm, like a thick thread-bound book, quietly exuding a strong aroma of books. The atmosphere of aristocratic family.

The indoor furnishings are numerous and diverse, and antique antiques are scattered everywhere. Each artifact has been polished by time and embodies immeasurable value and endless mystery.

The entire indoor space seems to be soaked in an invisible thick ink. It is an elusive and elegant fragrance that seems to have the power to travel through ancient and modern times. The moment you step in, you feel like you are in a painting that has been passed down for thousands of years. Within the scroll of poetry.

Lin Xiaofeng's steps advanced slowly, and each foot he landed seemed to be stepping on the echoes of a long history. The sound had a bronze rust-green charm and a hint of wood and stone texture.

In the corner, Lu Xuanxin was still sitting on a finely carved embroidered couch. The gauze as thin as cicada wings hung gently. Half-covered and half-exposed, her figure became increasingly gentle and tranquil, as if she were a flower. The narcissus, which has just awakened but has not yet bloomed, waits quietly among the ripples of time.

Just when Lin Xiaofeng was about to speak, Lu Xuanxin's voice was like a clear spring flowing in a mountain stream, or like the sound of a piano and a harp. The words lingered in the air, and finally condensed into a sigh: "Why did Mr. Lin leave in such a hurry last time and didn't say goodbye? Is it? In the eyes of adults, how can an ordinary woman like me be so miserable that adults treat her like a loser and are eager to avoid her?"

Faced with such a question, a subtle expression appeared on Lin Xiaofeng's face - embarrassment mixed with a polite smile. He responded: "Miss Lu is too modest, how can I have any disgust? In fact, I haven't had time to understand. Miss Pinlu’s beauty has captivated the entire country.”

"My departure that day was indeed forced by the situation and was a helpless move. Miss Lu, your temperament is outstanding, just like the green lotus standing proudly in the green pond. You are noble and outstanding and cannot be played with. It makes people feel ashamed and keeps them at a distance." Lin Xiaofeng's words were filled with awe and regret, like an unfinished ode.

After hearing this, Lu Xuanxin did not stay in the ladylike posture on the embroidered couch. She moved as light as a swallow, her toes danced under the delicate embroidered shoes, and she was already floating in front of Lin Xiaofeng just a few steps away.

Those eyes were like autumn water sharing the same color as the sky, locking Lin Xiaofeng's gaze tightly. The emotions flowing in them were complicated and difficult to distinguish, but also full of soul-stirring charm. People could not avoid it and could only let those eyes tug at the heartstrings. Fall into deep thought and exploration.

The light in the room was like a late sword, slanting into the table full of scrolls, cutting the entire room into a world of light and dark.

Lu Xuanxin's arm was like a vigorous white dragon, raised suddenly and naturally, and the piece of rice paper tightly held in his bright wrist looked even more elegant and simple in the dim light.

Deep in her eyes, cunning cat-like eyes flickered, as if she was catching some elusive prey. Her voice flowed slowly, like water lapping at the shore: "Mr. Lin, can you complete this chapter for me? ?”

When Lin Xiaofeng heard the sound, he instantly stopped all the noise around him, and the world seemed to condense into the scent of ink in his eyes.

His eyes shot straight at the paper like arrows, and he suddenly discovered that the ink was still wet, and it was clearly the "Shuo of Love Lotus" that he had just written with great ease and ease.

He took a deep breath of cold air, and his expression darkened. The ravine between his brows seemed to bear a heavy burden, and a bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "I'm sorry that I can't agree to this request."

Lu Xuanxin did not back down from Lin Xiaofeng's rejection, but instead aroused her curiosity and playfulness. Her graceful voice was like a thread, lingering in the air: "Why not?"

Lin Xiaofeng glanced sideways slightly, with a trace of teasing in his eyes, and raised his eyebrows in response: "Just because the life I can give to this text has been poured into this half of "Ai Lian Shuo", there is no more possibility."

When Lu Xuanxin heard this, a beautiful smile suddenly bloomed on her face, just like the ripples on the lake in spring. She gently covered the mouth of the cherry, moved slightly back a few steps, and her words were full of teasing. Meaning: "It turns out that the reputation of the 'Master of Fragmented Ci' circulated in the world is not groundless. My lord, you actually integrated the profound philosophy that everything in the world has regrets into your writing so skillfully and runs it through the beginning and end of the work."

Lin Xiaofeng faced Lu Xuanxin's teasing. Although his heart was turbulent, he still maintained a calm expression on the outside. He gritted his teeth and whispered: "Huh, Miss Lu, do you know who this so-called nickname came from? If I can find the source, , we must let him experience for himself what it means to be 'deficient in everything'."

The resentment surging in Lin Xiaofeng's heart was like a sharp thorn, piercing his heart. Compared with those straightforward infamy, such as "Poisonous Hands for Human Massacre", the title of "Sage Hand of Impaired Ci" made him feel even more painful.

Lu Xuanxin put away her smile at the right time, and there was a hint of regret in her words. Although Lin Xiaofeng was talented in poetry, he could not escape the shackles of half a masterpiece. In her opinion, even his brilliant literary talent could not cover up his future. A fact that fulfills its promise.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Xuanxin's bright star-like eyes were quietly sizing up Lin Xiaofeng in front of him. It was obvious that he had many speculations about his sudden visit: "My lord, I came here specially today, but in order to fulfill the promise that I failed to fulfill last time." Agreement reached?"

"That's not true." That fact is not what the world thinks. Lin Xiaofeng's eyes at this moment are deep and subtle, like a cunning and wise fox, chewing on the calculations in his heart alone under the moonlight. He can only hear him slowly confiding: " Miss Lu, what I am doing is just to replace you with a brand new lottery ticket."

There were endless strategies and considerations hidden in his words, like an invisible sword quietly unsheathed.

"Oh?" Lu Xuanxin raised her eyebrows slightly, her eyes filled with curiosity, mixed with a hint of shyness and anger that was hard to catch, "I dare to ask Mr. Lin, who does this new lottery star think I am? Don’t you find what you have right now not pleasing to your eyes?” There was both frankness in inquiry and self-deprecating helplessness in his words.

After hearing this, Lin Xiaofeng's face showed the vicissitudes of life, and he thought to himself: "In this world, the most expensive things are often free gifts. I, Lin Xiaofeng, travel in this turbulent world, and I have always disdained those who are superficially attractive and attractive. In fact, it is a deal with hidden murderous intent. The first and most important thing for me to do is the heavy and real word 'stable'."

(End of this chapter)