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Chapter 38 Maybe meeting is worse than missing.

In Suzhou Mansion, in the famous brothel Mengxian Pavilion, in the boudoir of Gu Nianqing, the oiran.

A maid with an ordinary appearance pushed open the door, facing the direction of the bed, whispered:
"Saint, that girl just arrived in Suzhou, her buttocks were not warm yet, so she took people to Songjiang Mansion and joined the Dian Cang Sect. I heard that the disciples of the Dian Cang Sect killed and arrested them all. .”

"Now the mountain gates of the Diancang School have been taken over by the prefect of Songjiang Prefecture. What kind of tourism development is they talking about? What is tourism development?"

"Huh~~huh" At this moment, a lazy moan interrupted the maid's questioning.

A woman wearing only a bellyband, showing her white and tender shoulders, with charming eyebrows, got up from the bed and stretched herself.

Coincidentally, a ray of sunlight poured in from the window sill and shone on her collarbone. Under the sunlight, her fair and tender skin looked very radiant.

Coupled with her charming and enchanting demeanor.

Even if she gets along with her day and night every day, this maid can't help but admire the "beautiful scenery" in front of her.

"Saint, you are so pretty."

This gorgeous-looking woman with an innate sense of charm is none other than Gu Nianqing, the oiran of Mengxian Pavilion.

Her real identity is the contemporary saint of Hehuan Sect, Yan Qingbo.

"How many times have I said it, don't call me a saint, call me a lady."

Very charming, a voice that would make any man's bones crunchy came out of her mouth.

It's a pity that the little maid is not a man, so she doesn't feel anything about the ecstatic voice of her saint.

She smiled and said, "Saint, you haven't told me yet, what is tourism development?"

Yan Qingbo didn't bother to correct her maid as usual, and got out of bed with her long legs turned over from the collapse, without shoes, and walked barefoot to the big round table in the center of the room .

"Jingle Bell~Jingling Bell~"

Following her footsteps, a small bell tied to the ankle of her left ankle with a red string swayed immediately, making a nice and crisp sound.

Yan Qingbo walked to the table, poured a glass of water, took a few sips, and then said with a smile: "Tourism development, I heard him say it before."

"It seems that I want to plan some places of interest and famous academies into some scenic spots and scenic spots, tap the value of tourism resources, let the people of Ming Dynasty come to buy tickets to visit, and sell food and other peripherals inside?"

"I don't know the details, I just heard him say it, but I didn't expect to put it into action now."

Hearing what her saintess said, a little curiosity appeared on the face of the little maid.

"Saint, what kind of person is that Mr. Peng?"

"Why are people saying that he is cold-blooded and ruthless, he likes to kill people, and he is the living king of hell."

"But in your mouth, that Mr. Peng is full of whimsical ideas, and he is also very gentle?"

A look of reminiscence appeared on Yan Qingbo's face, and a smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

"He."

"Which person in this world has only one face?"

"It doesn't matter if you're the King of Hades, or you're a confidant."

"No matter how he treats other people, at least when I get along with him, I only feel his good, not his bad."

"He would teach me to sing, play to me, often tell me some very interesting stories, and taught me a lot of truths."

"The two years I spent with him were the happiest and most carefree two years in my life."

"The most important thing is that he taught me how to truly be an independent person, instead of being placed high on the altar for people to worship."

"After I met him, I realized what it's like to live happily and unrestrainedly."

After listening to her saintess' words, the curiosity on the little girl's face not only did not dissipate, but intensified.

She sat on the chair, resting her chin on her hands, and said with great anticipation: "It's great, it turns out that liking someone is like this, no matter what he does, he will feel good."

"When will I meet someone I really like?"

Thinking of this, she felt a little frustrated again.

The reputation of the Acacia Sect has long been tainted by outsiders, so that anyone who hears that he is a disciple of the Acacia Sect will associate it with words such as "slutty" and "slut".

This made the little girl very worried about her future love path.

Yan Qingbo looked at his little maid, and wanted to laugh a little. At the age of fifteen or sixteen, it was the time when love first started, and he yearned for a good husband.

She smiled and shook her head: "Xiao Cui, liking someone is not all good."

"What's the use of liking? Look at me, I'm still alone now."

"Use absolute reason every day to suppress the feelings that shouldn't be there."

The little maid puffed up her cheeks, and said with some displeasure: "At least you have had one, Holy Maiden. I haven't even had the experience of liking someone. Just hit me!"

Yan Qingbo looked at the little maid with deep eyes, and the smile on her face gradually faded.

"Xiao Cui, you don't understand."

"In the world, the saddest thing is not "never had it", but "should have it. "

"I knew it was such a stumbling block, why didn't I know each other at the beginning."

Xiaocui looked at Yan Qingbo suspiciously, her little head really couldn't understand these love affairs.

"Saint, don't all the books say that if two people are in love for a long time, how can they last forever."

"Isn't this oiran banquet also to attract him to see you?"

"Since you like him, then take him down. You are so beautiful and strong in martial arts. No man in the world can resist your charm, even if he is King Peng Yan!"

"The suzerain said that there is no man in the world that our Hehuan faction can't handle. No matter how powerful a man is, he can't resist the temptation of beauty. This is a matter of course!"

Xiao Cui speaks eloquently, as if all the men in the world are in the palm of her hand, and she can handle them easily.

But Yan Qingbo squatted down, touched Xiaocui's head with a smile, and said, "Xiaocui, you don't understand."

"When you don't meet someone you really like, you can easily use all your skills to show your charm, walk among men leisurely, play with them in your hands, and enjoy your vanity."

"However, when you really like someone, you will find that in front of the person you like, the more you like the more you feel humble, and the more inferior you are, the more at a loss and feel that you are not worthy of him."

"All your composure, calmness, and arrogance disappeared after he appeared, leaving only chaos."

"When you like him, you will feel that his whole body is full of light, but you yourself are just that little firefly, not worth mentioning at all."

"He is that noble young man who was born with a golden spoon in his mouth. He is the future Marquis of this empire. He will be a general when he goes out, and a prime minister when he comes in. He is destined to become a big man with a long history."

"And I'm just an orphan girl who lost her parents a long time ago, and I'm also the so-called saint of the Hehuan sect."

"You are wearing the phoenix color, I am the mortal bead."

"How can it match?"

　Starting from this chapter, there will be about five or six chapters of emotional drama that are a bit too lucrative, readers and friends, please bear with me..
　　I didn't write after that
　　
　
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