The concubine is haunted, my lord, please pay attention

Wen Beiyao, who was drinking tea, suddenly choked, "Puff—" and sprayed the tea all over Guo Yixue's face.

Guo Yixue felt her face was wet and uncomfortable, she gritted her teeth, took out a handkerchief, wiped her face, and gritted her teeth: "You, owe, hit? En?"

She was actually sprayed by someone! ! !

"Hold, I'm sorry..." Wen Beiyao wiped his mouth, coughed a few times, and said apologetically, "Princess, are you okay?"

Who made her say such earth-shattering and weeping ghosts and gods, can he not spray...

"Let me try spraying it!" Guo Yixue said, without waiting for his reaction, she picked up a plate of winter melon soup without hesitation, leaned over, and put it neatly on his head, with a bright smile on her face: " Respect, respect, go, come."

"Da da da"

The soup dripped on the table along his shaped chin.

Several black lines appeared on Wen Beiyao's forehead.

Too, too, too...

Gritting her teeth, suppressing her displeasure, she raised the corner of her mouth with difficulty: "Princess, it's even..."

"Well, it's even." Guo Yixue put down the plate, picked up a handkerchief to wipe her hands, and smiled heartily.

The people in the entire inn covered their mouths one by one, and looked at the two wet people at their table with smirks.

"Little Er." Wen Beiyao rolled his eyes and removed the wax gourd from his head.

"Hey, guest, guest officer..." Xiao Er suppressed a smile and asked intermittently: "Guest officer, do you need anything?"

"Give me a room."

"Alright, this way please, sir."

Wen Beiyao followed Xiao Er upstairs, ignoring the smiling faces along the way.

Looking back at Guo Yixue, she saw a smile on her face and waved to herself: "I'll wait for you."

Really...

Wen Beiyao cursed in a low voice.

If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't care about Qingmin's affairs!

After Wen Beiyao cleaned up again, Guo Yixue had already eaten several plates of sweet-scented osmanthus cakes.

"Hey." Guo Yixue smiled when she saw him, "Do you want it? It's delicious."

"No." Wen Beiyao sat down calmly, observing his nose, nose, nose, and heart.

"Oh, that's right." Guo Yixue swallowed the pastry in his mouth, and asked again: "Didn't you fall in love with me?"

"Huh, Tang." Wen Beiyao twitched the corner of his mouth: "Only Qing Min likes you."

"Cut." She twitched the corners of her lips: "Then you are still so attentive?"

"Isn't it because..." He swallowed the last two words and coughed softly: "I have a sweetheart, don't ruin my reputation."

"Eh?" There is gossip!Guo Yixue's eyes lit up, "Who is it?"

"You do not know."

"Hey, let's talk..." He looked at Guo Yixue with contempt, but he still couldn't break her spirit of gossip: "Forget it, then did you catch up? Did you succeed?"

Wen Beiyao twitched the corners of his lips, showing a rare frustrated expression: "It's hard to say..."

Guo Yixue sized him up carefully, and found that in modern times, he would definitely be a handsome guy who would let women secretly take pictures of him.

"What is her identity?"

Wen Beiyao looked directly at Guo Yixue: "She is...the maidservant of Phoenix Phoenix's oiran...Of course, she is just a maidservant, not for sale! No...Although she is just a maidservant, I still like her... ...Oh, that's the way it is, understand?"

Guo Yixue looked at him in surprise: "You...well...it's true love..."

"of course it's true."

"Hey, take me to have a look." Guo Yixue suggested seeing that he didn't have anything to do now and didn't want to go back to the palace so soon.

"Are you sure? There is..."

"Of course I'm sure, I've been there." Guo Yixue said, immediately got up, and walked out of the inn first. Of course, Wen Beiyao later settled the money issue.

Guo Yixue first went to a cloth store, bought a relatively small men's clothing, and after changing into it, followed Wen Beiyao in style, and walked into Fengminghuang with a big swagger.

Feng Minghuang still looked so sluggish, Wen Beiyao was taken into a room by the bustard who was familiar with the way, and Guo Yixue naturally followed behind him.

"Mr. Wen, please wait a moment, the slave family will let our Ruoruo come."

The bustard twisted her waist and left the room with a coquettish smile.

"Is yours the Ruoruo's maid?" Seeing that the bustard had gone out, Guo Yixue moved her position and asked Wen Beiyao in a low voice.

A suspicious blush began to appear on Wen Beiyao's face: "Well... don't scare her later, she doesn't know..."

"no problem!"

As soon as the words fell, the old bustard whispered softly from outside, followed by a burst of fragrance.

The old bustard waved the pink handkerchief in his hand, and the flesh on his face twitched with a smile: "Mr. Wen, hey, our Ruoruo is here..."

"Okay, you go down." Wen Beiyao said flatly, took out a bank note from his sleeve, and gave it to the old bustard.

The old bustard smiled even more happily: "Okay, Mr. Wen, have fun, Ruoruo, you must serve Mr. Wen well."

"Okay, Aunt Mo." Ruoruo's voice was very charming, and she really deserved to be an oiran.

Guo Yixue glanced at Ruoruo, she really looks like a mistress, with those eyes, that mouth, that figure, that voice, tsk tsk...

However, the point is not her, but the servant girl behind her who keeps her head down.

The maid was wearing a pale yellow dress and stood by the door without saying a word.

Ruoruo walked towards Wen Beiyao, leaned slightly, and looked at Wen Beiyao winkingly, that electric man: "Mr. Wen, are you still the same?"

"En." Wen Beiyao lowered his head and answered, the corner of his eyes seemed to glance at the maid at the door, he poured himself a glass of wine, and drank it all in one gulp.

Guo Yixue pushed the jug away, frowning: "Don't wait until you're drunk, I can't carry you."

Wen Beiyao smiled, "Okay."

She shrugged, and continued to look at the maid in a blink of an eye, but she really couldn't see anything special...

"Hey, um, come here and pour me a glass of wine, I will reward you very much."

As soon as he finished speaking, he received a warning look from Wen Beiyao.

The woman in yellow responded softly, walked over, filled the cup in Guo Yixue's hand, and stepped aside.

It was only now that Guo Yixue could see her appearance clearly, she was really a watery woman, especially those eyes, occasionally raising them to look at people made people's heart beat faster.

"You have a good eye..." Guo Yixue praised, forgetting that she was dressed in men's clothes, she stretched out her hand to hold the woman's hand in yellow: "What's your name?"

The woman in yellow raised her eyes in shock, and wanted to withdraw her hand: "This servant is Yiran."

"Ah, I'm sorry." Guo Yixue rubbed her nose in embarrassment, and was about to continue talking, when suddenly there was a noise outside, and she couldn't help but look at Wen Beiyao: "Is something wrong outside?"

"Well, it sounds like someone is here to catch/rape." Wen Beiyao nodded, blushing more and more.

"Oh, normal." She also nodded.

Wen Beiyao put down the cup in his hand, just as he was about to reach out to refill the wine, his eyelids suddenly twitched.

It seems like something bad is about to happen.

As soon as I had this thought, I heard a familiar voice from the door:

"It seems that I was overthinking... Ryoko is very happy..."