The Regent's Gold Concubine

Chapter 222 Retaliation Design Destroys Wang Wanhao (4)
Jun Yu woke up from a dream, "Qingcheng..."

Nuonuo ran in from the outside, "Are you awake?"

"Benefactor, benefactor, let's not have another year's agreement, just let me go!"

Just now, in a dream, he saw Qingcheng crying.

She was such a proud person that she didn't bother to cry.

But because of him wept.

Nuonuo moved slightly, sighed suddenly, sat on the side, looked at Jun Yuyue, and then told the truth, "It's not that I won't let you go, but you are very poisonous, your martial arts are gone, and your legs can't move." Walk around, without a year or a half, you won't be healed at all!"

Looking at Nuonuo, Jun Yuyue deeply felt that this girl is actually very kind.

"Is there any other way?"

Nuonuo shook his head, "No, I'm not my master. My medical and poison skills are so high, and my master is dead!"

Jun Yuyue looked at Nuonuo suddenly, "One year, one year, am I really cured?"

"Of course, although I'm not as good as the master, but there are always [-]% to [-]% of them, ah, just wait, I'll get you something to show!"

After Nuonuo finished speaking, after a while, she came over with a pile of books and put them in front of Jun Yuyue, "These are all martial arts secret books collected by my master, and there are ways to change fate, five elements and eight trigrams, can you learn from them?" Spell, when the time comes, change my life, I don’t want to lose my life, and I don’t want to, after a year, you’re gone, and I’ll be alone in this valley again!”

Jun Yuyue looked at Nuonuo, "Okay, I, Jun Yuyue, will only help you change your life in this life, so I will pay you back for saving your life!"

"Yeah!"

An inn in Cangming.

Feng Qingcheng looked at the two people opposite, and burst out laughing.

"Good, good, good!"

"What a King Hao, what a Wanwan!"

"A scumbag with a slut is really a perfect match, let me match!"

Tian Xiang looked at Feng Qingcheng, "Miss..."

"Tian Xiang, tell me, will I spare them easily?"

Tian Xiang shook his head.

"Yes, I will not spare them easily, I will let them suffer the consequences!"

"Cang Haotian hopes to use Wanwan's magic to help him achieve great things and harm me, Jun Yuyue. Today, I have to slowly play him to death, and let him know that Wanwan is not only able to calculate a person based on the horoscope of his birth date." Dead or alive, whereabouts!"

Cangming Kyoto.

A brothel.

The sound of the piano is graceful and touching.

How many pedestrians stopped in front of the brothel, just to hear the sound of the zither washing the marrow.

Inside the brothel.

A woman in red is sitting behind the qin platform, playing the qin slowly, her face is covered by a red gauze, she cannot see her true face, only a pair of eyes full of autumn waves can be seen.

Charming.

The light in his eyes swept slightly, looking forward to his posture, seductive.

In the lobby, how many people just felt their heart beating faster, and wanted to see how beautiful this girl with a pair of beautiful eyes was.

The sound of the piano stopped.

The woman in red got up, leaned slightly, hugged the piano and left.

"Miss Nianyue, play another song!"

"The bustard, the bustard!"

"Ask Miss Nianyue to play another song, money, money is easy to talk about!"

The old bustard laughed, "Masters, gentlemen, Miss Nianyue of our family said a song every day. If you want to listen to the song, you can come back tomorrow!" The old bustard smiled and narrowed her eyes.

This girl Nianyue came here three days ago, and her appearance shocked her at that time, and Miss Nianyue said that she wanted to be listed with her for a few days, and the coefficients earned would belong to her.

Ahhh, what a fortune-teller.

Just one song will fascinate the eyes and hearts of many young masters.

Someone was not happy and started smashing wine glasses and stools.

The old bustard gritted her teeth, "Gentlemen, don't, don't, then, I, I'll go and ask Miss Nianyue if she would like to play another song!"

inside the room.

Feng Qingcheng took the veil lightly, held her eyebrows and gently painted her eyebrows, and the old bustard opened the door and came in.

"Grandma, the downstairs is going to be turned upside down, how many young masters hope you can play another song, look..."

"Mom, go down and tell them that if you want to listen to music, yes, 1000 taels of silver!"

"Oh, good, good!"

Feng Qingcheng looked at the stack of bank notes in front of her and sneered in her heart.The people in Cangming are really rich. If I knew it earlier, she should have asked for 1 taels.

"Miss Nianyue, do you see these bank notes?"

"I said it at the beginning, it's all mother's business!"

The bustard laughed, overjoyed.

"However, Mom, I hope you won't be too greedy, otherwise..."

"Yes, yes, the girl said yes!"

The old bustard has been rampant for many years. Although Feng Qingcheng's origin cannot be seen, her status and background are definitely not low.

Feng Qingcheng played one song after another, and the different songs made many people mesmerized.

When the sound of the zither stopped, Feng Qingcheng stood up and said softly, "I'm tired today, so I won't play anymore, gentlemen, come back tomorrow!"

After speaking, he turned and left without even hugging Qin.

Someone in the hall was angry.

The old bustard hurriedly said, "Masters, gentlemen, Miss Nianyue's music is made of water. After playing for several hours, my hands are sore and I am tired. You are all people who cherish the fragrance and cherish the jade. Today, I am going to take care of you." Let's stop here!"

Some people want to get mad, but it's true what the bustard said.

They are all sympathetic people.

Someone said, "Buddhist, this is 1 taels of silver, you can tell Miss Nianyue, when will you play it for me alone!"

"What is 1 taels, sir, here is 5 taels!"

All of a sudden, in order to get Miss Nianyue to play the piano alone, several young men with good fortunes started fighting.

"King Hao is here!"

When the old bustard heard that King Hao had also come, she smiled even more happily.

"King Hao is auspicious!"

Cang Haotian waved his hand, "I heard that you have a Qin fairy here?"

"Yes, yes, Miss Nianyue's piano skills are not that of a piano fairy!"

Cang Haotian smiled, "Take me to see her!"

The bustard was in trouble.

"Why, don't tell me, a prostitute, if this king sees her, she still dare to take Joe?"

After Cang Haotian finished speaking, he passed the bustard and walked towards the inner courtyard.

The bustard followed behind, sweating profusely.

She also hoped that Nian Yue, the cash cow, would last a few more days.

Cang Haotian walked fast, but the old bustard chased after him anxiously, but he couldn't help it.

Inner courtyard, garden.

Dressed in a red dress, Feng Qingcheng dances gracefully, with a red veil covering her face, adding a touch of charm.

Cang Haotian has never seen any woman who can dance so charmingly, can twist her waist so gracefully, and is so lively and fragrant.

And the smile on the corners of the eyes and brows of the woman in red is not the frivolous smile of those whores, but haughty and absolutely arrogant.

(End of this chapter)