The Phoenix Girl of Jiangmen: The Mad Concubine Fights the World

The corner of Ai Muli's mouth curled into a charming arc, and then she stood up slowly.

And Feng Qiwu, who was beside him, also stood up.

The man in the black robe on the left immediately said: "Young Master Feng, my master only sees Miss Ai!"

Feng Qiwu's gaze turned cold, as cold as ice, which made the man in the black robe on the left shudder uncontrollably.

"Mr. Feng, please don't take offense. My master never sees outsiders, just because Miss Ai is the daughter of my master's old friend! I hope Mr. Feng will forgive me!" [

Ai Muli knew that no matter what, the other party would not let Feng Qiwu go with her.

She gave Feng Qiwu a reassuring look, and after Feng Qiwu considered it for a while before agreeing, she followed the left black-robed man and left.

The man in the black robe on the left led her through a corridor to the door of the Moon Cave.

The word "Water Moon" is written on the forehead of the Moon Cave Gate, which is made of red glaze, with vigorous brushstrokes, and it can be seen at a glance that it is written by a famous artist.

Pass through the Moon Cave Gate and come to a quiet flower path covered with cobblestones and bamboos on both sides.

The flower path leads to the front of a magnificent but elegant house.

The man in the black robe on the left pushed open the door gently, and respectfully said to Ai Muli: "Please come in."

Ai Muli glanced at him before walking into the door. Immediately, she heard a "Ga" from behind, and the door closed.

Frowning slightly, Ai Muli didn't step forward to make sure the door was closed, but looked at the room.

The room is huge and misty, the fragrant wind is like mist, and the snow-white gauze curtain at the window is like misty clouds and smoke, blown by the breeze into strands like flowers.

Every object inside seems plain and ordinary, but they are all extremely exquisite, whether it is the veils in the house, the chaise longue, or the dressing table, and the rimmed bronze mirror...

The rouge and gouache on the dressing table are complete. It seems that the owner of this room is a woman.

So in other words, the owner of the men in black robes left and right is a woman? !

"You came!"

But it was completely different from what Ai Muli had imagined, a thick and gentle male voice sounded behind her.

Ai Muli turned around quickly, and saw a man in a pure black robe, walking towards her step by step along the sunlight, and then stood still at a distance of one meter from her.

The man looks about 37 or [-] years old, with a resolute face, a pair of thick black straight eyebrows, a straight nose, and thin angular lips. He is a very mature and beautiful man.

His figure was extremely tall, and Ai Muli had to raise her head to look at him.

"Are you Yan'er's daughter?" As he spoke, the man suddenly lost his image, and hugged Ai Muli. [

Ai Muli was stunned for a moment, then raised her right hand, and patted the man's chest vigorously with her palm.

The man was unprepared, and took several steps back when he was photographed by Ai Muli!

"You dare to hit me?" the man shouted coldly.

Ai Muli looked at him with eyes like ice in the winter moon, and said harshly, "You dare to hug me!"

The arrogant aura made the man slightly stunned.

"Your Yan'er's daughter!" The man said it as a matter of course, and it seemed that it should be a matter of course to hug her.

"So what!" Ai Mulihao asked bluntly.

The man raised his eyebrows and said with a broken smile: "It really is her daughter, even the tone of her speech is exactly the same. In Liangji City, she is the only one who can speak to me so boldly."

A disdainful smile spread around Ai Muli's lips, and she asked coldly, "Who are you?"