Nightwatcher

　　 The maids boiled the hot water, Xu Qi'an bite the bullet and bathed under the service of their little hands. When the clothes were taken off one by one, what appeared to the two little maids was a concretely long, toned and masculine body.

　　 The muscle lines are smooth and full, with inherent strength, exuding the charm of a strong man.

　　 The two little maids are not young, they are veterans with a long history of artillery, and they have served many officials to bathe. There are potbellied, thin, and muscular...like Young Master Yang who is so well-proportioned and fit, and there is no shortage of explosive bodies. They see too little.

　　 This is the miracle bestowed by the peak of the refinement realm. The body is in the most suitable state for combat, without fat, and it will not cause the muscles to expand too much and affect flexibility.

　　 When Xu Qi'an only wore a pair of underwear, came to the bed topless, dressed in a light gauze, the oiran lady sitting on a duck on the brocade, her eyes were instantly blurred, staring at Xu Qi'an's chest and abs.

The maids consciously withdrew from the master bedroom, Xu Qi'an lifted off the embroidered mandarin duck quilt, and as soon as he got in, the fragrant fragrant sticked to him, his hands hooked his neck, the plump and soft figure hung on him, and he sighed in Xu Qi'an's ear. Rulan said tiredly: "Officials."

　　 A stream of fragrance penetrated into the nose, and the honest man Xu Qi'an, who never went to the bar, had a serious face and tightened his body.

　　 The Oiran lady was taken aback and smiled faintly: "Is the son without personnel?"

　　 Thinking of this possibility, her body softened.

No, I have experienced women in my previous life.....but I have never slept with a stunning beauty like you.....Xu Qi'an groaned and said, "Girl Fuxiang, have you ever heard of a magical skill? ?"

　　 "What magical skill?"

　　 "You can sleep soundly if you dip the pillow for three seconds.

　　 "...Glitter, don't believe me."

　　 "Then you stay away from me, I will show you."

　　 The Oiran lady smiled and backed away, just as if he wanted to have fun.

　　 Three seconds later...

　　 "Snoring, snoring."

　　 Fuxiang pushed him: "Young Master..."

　　 "huluhulu..."

　　 Fuxiang: "???"

　　......

　　 In the night, Xu Qi'an woke up with a shock. After sighing silently, he heard the long breathing around him, and felt what was close to him; with a silky and soft body, he forced himself to fall asleep again with great will.

On the next day, at 60 o'clock, Xu Qi'an's biological clock naturally awakened, and he noticed something heavy on his body. When he opened it, the oiran was sleeping soundly next to him, with a long white leg resting on his waist, and his snow-white lotus arm resting. On his chest.

　　 Xu Qi'an carefully removed her hands and feet, got up and went to the ground, and quickly put on clothes. When he was sorting the clothes, he was angrily found that the cash in his pocket was missing.

　　 There is only one exquisite jade mirror that is not as big as a palm left in the purse.

　　 Xu Qi'an’s first reaction was that the maid in Yingmei’s small pavilion stole the banknote while he was asleep. This is not impossible.

　　 Yang Ling is just a talented person. Although his social status is not low (false), what is Jiaofangsi? It is an official brothel with a courtesy department.

　　 It's just a talented person in a mere district. People stole the money and beat them to death. What can Xu Qi'an do?

　　Jiaofangji doesn’t care about reputation.

The Jiaofang Division doesn’t care about reputation, but Fuxiang girl cares. If this matter is spread, any customer would dare to come to her for consumption... Xu Qi’an judged that the Oiran lady should be ignorant. The temptation to live with cash.

　　 While annoying his carelessness and failing to keep the bank notes, he walked to the bed, intending to wake up Fuxiang.

　　 But at this moment, Xu Qi'an's face suddenly froze when he glanced at the mirror at random.

　　 There was something faintly added to the original clean jade mirror, and when I stared carefully, it was a few looming silver bills.

　　 The texture is light, like a painting carved in a mirror.

　　What? A row of black question marks in Xu Qi'an's mind.

　　Why did my banknotes run into the mirror? This is my hard-earned money....you spit it out to me, otherwise I will break you...

　　 He held the small jade mirror and shook it vigorously, making it dumped.

In the voice of 　　 "Wow...", the banknote appeared out of thin air, drifting in the air for a moment, and slowly landing.

　　 In the silent room, Xu Qi'an held the mirror and didn't speak for a long time.

　　 So, is this mirror really a treasure? Was it because I was lucky, or was the Taoist priest deliberately gifting me the mirror?

　　 If it is the latter, what is his purpose, and why did he give me the treasure and discover my inexplicable luck?

　　 How could this be possible, Si Tian Jian, who is proficient in the Qi-Wang technique, didn't find me special... Taoist, I am completely unfamiliar with the Taoist system.

　　 After a long time, he took a sore breath.

　　 This inexplicable gift makes people feel uncomfortable...sigh, pick up the silver ticket first.

　　 Xu Qi'an hid the jade mirror in his arms, and put the banknotes in the purse and kept them separately. Then quietly left the room and enjoyed breakfast under the wait of the maid.

　　 "Don't the son wait for the lady to wake up?" the little maid asked.

　　 Generally speaking, when a guest wakes up, the lady who is serving him will also wake up with him, but this guest is a little weird, and she sneaks out by herself.

　　 No, no, I'm afraid she would call me a beast... Xu Qi'an said with a composure, "I have something urgent."

　　...

　　 A few hours later, Xu Mansion.

　　 Xu Xinnian and Xu Cijiu were sitting in the study room with hot tea on hand, Xu Pingzhi was refreshed and not exhausted.

　　 Xu Erlang looked a little wilted.

　　 Both father and son did not speak, tacitly not mentioning what happened last night, as if no one had been to the Jiaofang Division.

　　 The silent atmosphere was a bit stiff, and it wasn't until Xu Qi'an arrived that the awkward aura between the father and son was broken.

　　 "Why go for so long, just take a shower when I come back, and the teacher can't wash it?" Xu Ershu raised an eyebrow and complained.

　　 Xu New Year coughed, not wanting to hear his father preach more about Fangsi, and said: "Are there any gains?"

　　 Xu Ershu immediately stopped complaining and assumed a gesture of listening carefully.

　　 Xu Qi'an told them the news that Fuxiang had received and told them his plans.

　　 "The core of this question is, how did you kidnap that mighty concubine?" Xu Xinnian pointed at the point, hit the nail on the head:

　　 "If this link cannot be resolved, this plan will not succeed."

Xu Ershu groaned and said: "First send someone to stare, and then find a chance to start. The mighty concubine will definitely be followed by a servant when traveling, but not too much. After all, she is not a prostitute. We can create chaos and then take the opportunity. Tied up."

　　 The brothers Xu Qi'an listened, and Xu Ershu had a better say in handling affairs.

　　 "If you just do it during the day, it's difficult to kidnap people in full view. Once the guards of the sword are rushed to the city, we will suffer the consequences. At night, with the two of us, it is impossible to enter the Hou Mansion at night.

　　 Xu Qi'an smiled mysteriously: "What if I can solve this problem?"

　　......

　　Xufu Front Office~www.ltnovel.com~ When Lao Zhang, the concierge, was passing by the flowerbed, he found a servant fainted in the flowerbed. He looked up in a panic and found that he had just fainted.

　　 Old Zhang awoke the other party and asked: "Why are you fainting here?"

　　 The servant looked at a blank expression for a moment, as if thinking of who he was and where he was, facing Lao Zhang’s question, scratching his head:

　　 "I was boiling water for Da Lang just now, and he was bathing in the house, but he remembered that Da Lang suddenly called me into the house... and then I can't remember."

　　 Doorman Lao Zhang looked at the servant for a moment, "How do you feel?"

　　 "The head hurts a bit."

　　 "Does your **** hurt?"

　　 "...It doesn't hurt."

　　 Old Zhang and his servant looked at each other in relief.

　　...

　　 Si Tianjian, Song Qing, with dark circles under her eyes getting worse, lay on the side of the table with a mess of bottles and jars.

　　 He didn't do alchemy experiments today, instead he threw himself at the table and wrote quickly.

"Why are the fruits after grafting better? What are the mysterious rules of heaven and earth involved? If the grafted things are indeed better, then I will graft people and horses together. Dafeng does not need to worry about the scarcity of war horses. ."

　　 "Every soldier is a horse, capable of running long distances on his own, and fighting bravely. This will enhance the combat capability of the Dafeng army..."

　　 The more he writes, the more excited he is, and his whole face is radiant.

　　 At this time, a white robe came in and shouted excitedly: "Brother Song, the alchemy wizard Xu Qi'an is here and wants to see you."

　　 Alchemy Wizards, is the nickname for Xu Qi'an by Si Tianjian in white clothes.

　　PS: Thanks to the leader of "Xianyu Don't Want to Talk", Jiageng stayed on the shelves.