A Layman in the Qin Dynasty

"Brother Qizi!?"

Han Fei cried out unexpectedly, not knowing where Zhao Qixie, who was still beside him just now, went.

. . . . . . .

Where has Zhao Qixie gone? Of course, he did not continue to watch the lively family relationship between Han Fei and his own sister. His eyes were already attracted by a large pavilion next to him. From the furnishings outside the pavilion, he stepped The bridge of the creek, the three-story layout, the extremely gorgeous red lanterns hanging outside, and the extremely unknown peripheral pattern.

Looking at the gorgeous attic in front of him, Zhao Qixie had already left Han Fei behind.

For a person who likes to do everything by himself, he naturally doesn't like to rely on others, especially Han Fei, an unreliable guy.

Of course, the most important thing is the name of the building in front of you. . . .Purple Orchid.

Zhao Qixie walked over with his backpack directly, and when he reached out, he knocked on the closed door of Zilanxuan. For a Fengyue place, it is usually open at night to welcome guests, and naturally closed during the day to rest. This is common sense. But that wasn't a problem for him.

"squeak~"

Knocked twice, the delicate door was opened, and a delicate-looking, charmingly dressed woman walked out, looked at Zhao Qixie, and said impatiently: "Sorry, Zi Lan Xuan does not open the door to welcome guests during the day, if you want, you can do it at night..."

Soon the girl couldn't say anything, because Zhao Qixie had already pulled out a fist-sized gold nugget.

Not to mention, there are thirty-two miles away.