Under the guidance of the waiter, Lin Sishen and Yun Liu walked up to the attic and walked straight to the end of the corridor.

The rest of the room mentioned by the shopkeeper was right in front of the door when Lin Sishen was traveling. As the shopkeeper said, there were indeed guests in the room, and there were two solemn servants standing in front of the door, one left and one right.

The two attendants were strong and straightened their backs, their legs slightly apart, their left hand was put in the sleeve and their right hand was pressed on the handle, their feet were wearing black boots with thick soles, and they also had a sheepskin water bag around their waists.

Seeing someone passing by, the two of them frowned at the same time, with sharp eyes and alert expressions.

Lin Sishen just raised his eyes and glanced at him, and recognized that they were not the attendants of the guards of the ordinary mansions and the guards of the generals who had just returned to Beijing from the border.

And the identity of the distinguished guest in this room is self-evident. Who else can he be? Of course, he only returned to Beijing not long ago to be granted the title. The famous general of Zhenyuan Wen Xingren.

Perhaps the two attendants guarding the door had their eyes too sharp and alert, and the waiter walking in front of Lin Sishen and Yun Liu seemed a little embarrassed and panicked.

He hurriedly ran to the two of them, nodded and bowed at them for a while, then turned around and hurriedly retreated and opened the door. With a creaking sound, the two doors were opened almost at the same time.

A pretty little girl in brocade clothes and green clothes, carrying two cups of tea, was walking out of the opposite door.

"Two big brothers..."

The little girl smiled with tea and raised her eyes as she was talking. From the corner of her eyes, she inadvertently caught a few steps away. Lin Sishen and Yun Liu, who were standing side by side, were stunned before they could finish their words.

This girl Lin Sishen is naturally familiar with her. She is Lan Qing, the little maid who is inseparable from Shen Qingwan.

Lin Sishen glanced at Lan Qing with an expressionless face, but seemed to have not recognized her, with no surprise at all.

On the contrary, Yun Liu beside her recognized Lan Qing as the maid serving Shen Qingwan, and knew that Shen Qingwan was also in the wing room. Her expression changed, she was shocked and panicked, and subconsciously grabbed Lin Sishen's arm with her hand and called out worriedly: "Young Master."

Lin Sishen's eyes turned and fell on Yun Liu's face. She looked at Yun Liu's worried and panic expression, raised her hand and gently covered the back of her hand, curled her lips and smiled softly, and turned her head to comfort her: "Don't worry, follow me."

Lin Sishen's skin in her palm emitted a faint body temperature, which was against Yun Liu's skin, making Yun Liu feel a moment of trance. She looked back at Lin Sishen and saw a trace of deep loneliness and reluctance in her eyes.

After the words came to anger and contemptuous look, Lin Sishen walked straight over without looking sideways.

Maybe no one knows it, just a few steps away, Lin Sishen is like stepping on the tip of a knife. She knows that Shen Qingwan is in the house. As long as she turns her head, she can see the woman she loves and hates deeply.

In the wing room, Wen Xingren, who had changed into military uniforms, wore a blue robe today, with a handsome face. Shen Qingwan, who was sitting opposite him, was as elegant and cold as an immortal, and had a cold but distant smile on the corners of his lips.

When Lin Sishen walked to the door with Yun Liu, Wen Xingren only glanced at him, frowned and looked up at Shen Qingwan in a panic. Sure enough, he saw that Shen Qingwan was turning his head motionless at this time, and looked at Lin Sishen.

Wen Xingren and Chen Qingwan have known each other for many years, and he had noticed it long ago. Chen Qingwan's eyes always looked at Lin Sishen, which was the tenderness he had never seen before, and the attachment he had pursued for half his life but had never had.

Her eyes were gentle and restrained, with a hint of joy and love, and glanced at Lin Sishen's face inch by inch. They were obviously separated, but Chen Qingwan's eyes at her had never changed at all.

But today is still a little different. The romantic Lin Sishen is surrounded by a woman, and the two are so close and ambiguous.

Wen Xingren's eyes swept over Lin Sishen and Yun Liu's overlapping hands, and couldn't wait to turn his head to observe Chen Qingwan's expression.

But what disappointed him was that Chen Qingwan seemed to have not seen the woman beside Lin Sishen from beginning to end, and his eyes were always on Lin Sishen without taking a single look.

Lin Sishen could sense Chen Qingwan's gaze behind her, but she didn't give her a chance, nor did she give Chen Qingwan another chance. She turned around so resolutely, turned her back to Chen Qingwan with no expression, and walked slowly into the wing room.

Yun Liu, who was walking side by side with her, was not stupid. She knew that Lin Sishen was still caring about Chen Qingwan, and now she was just pretending to be nothing but careless. Even her tenderness and intimacy with herself might have been deliberately done to make a show for Chen Qingwan to watch.

Her heart is as clear as a mirror, but she is also willing to accept it. Even if it is just a moment of warmth, she would not let it go.

Whether Lin Sishen wanted to take revenge on Chen Qingwan or wanted to make Chen Qingwan jealous by herself, she was willing to play this drama with Lin Sishen.

In front of Chen Qingwan and everyone, Yun Liu suddenly hooked his backhand, and his fingertips gently slid across Lin Sishen's fingertips, and tightly clasped her ten fingers intimately and ambiguously.

Not to mention others, Lin Sishen was a little stunned. She subconsciously wanted to shake Yun Liu's hand away, but Yun Liu held her hand tightly and refused to let go.

Lin Sishen turned his head in surprise and looked at Yun Liu. Yun Liu was also looking up at Lin Sishen. She bit her thin lips lightly, and her lips curled slightly with red eyes and smiled slightly. The smile seemed bitter and shy.

Seeing that the two of them were doing such a close act in public, especially in front of Chen Qingwan, they were clearly showing off and sarcastic.

Wen Xingren was ecstatic and quickly turned his head to look at Chen Qingwan's expression.

Sure enough, the smile on Chen Qingwan's face instantly disappeared, and her eyes fell between the hands of Lin Sishen and Yun Liu, and their expression was as cold as a frozen cold pool.

Lin Sishen seemed to notice Chen Qingwan's anger at this time, and subconsciously wanted to turn around, but Yun Liu pulled her and whispered: "Young Master Lin, don't look back."

Lin Sishen came to his senses and glanced at Yun Liu in a daze, holding back and not turning back.

The waiter trotted in with a small trot, and hurriedly greeted the two of them sitting down by the window desk, and said with a sneer: "Young Master Lin, sit for a while, and then go downstairs to make tea. Our shop has newly entered some top-quality Biluochun, which is exactly what you like for your taste."

Lin Sishen nodded, pondered for a moment, and ordered: "Come on two more pots of mulberry wine."

Mulberry wine nourishes the body, especially when drinking it for women with cold hands and feet, it can achieve the effect of promoting blood and warming the body. In addition, mulberry wine tastes sweet and mellow. Every winter, women in the capital like to drink mulberry wine.

Lin Sishen specially ordered two pots of mulberry wine for Yun Liu.

The waiter smiled and said, "You said it was a coincidence that there were only two pots of mulberry wine left in our store today. Mr. Lin, please wait, youngster... "

Before he finished speaking, Wen Xingren, who heard the conversation between the two of them at the opposite door, suddenly shouted and interrupted the waiter: "Waiter, two pots of mulberry wine will be delivered to my room later."

While speaking, Wen Xingren narrowed his eyes and stared at Lin Sishen, with a slight provocation in his eyes.

The waiter was interrupted by Wen Xingren and immediately turned pale. When did he see such a scene? He could not afford to offend any of these two people, and he was even more in trouble for a while and didn't know what to do.

Fortunately, this waiter is an honest person and has also greeted Lin Sishen several times in the past.

After hesitating for a while, he ran to the door, bowed his body and stuttered, "This... Wen... General Wen, there are only two pots of mulberry wine left in the store. It's Mr. Lin... He ordered the young one first..."

Seeing this, Wen Xingren slowly stood up and looked at Chen Qingwan from the corner of his eyes. Seeing that Chen Qingwan's face was cold and he looked out of the matter, he calmed down.

He walked quickly to the door, looked at Lin Sishen with his arms around, and said in a sarcastic tone: "It's just two pots of wine. I think such a dashing and romantic figure as Lord Lin shouldn't compete with me, right?"

A cold light flashed in Lin Sishen's eyes. She looked up at Wen Xingren with a slight smile, and said slowly: "It's not that I want to compete with General Wen, but the one who arrives first will get the higher price..."

Speaking of this, she deliberately paused.

Chen Qingwan, who had originally had a cold face, heard Lin Sishen open his mouth, and for some reason, a clear but playful smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

Sure enough, Wen Xingren heard what she said, immediately raised his eyebrows and said, "Okay, since Lord Lin said that the price is higher, I will pay twenty taels of silver to buy these two pots of wine."

Lin Sishen sneered when he heard this and said sarcastically: "Twenty taels? I heard that after General Wen returned to the capital, His Majesty gave the general a thousand taels of gold. In order to please the beauty, General Wen only asked for twenty taels, which was too stingy."

After saying that, without waiting for Wen Xingren to react, Lin Sishen waved his hand and glanced lightly: "One hundred taels."

Wen Xingren had been resentful to Lin Sishen for a long time and felt jealous. Moreover, he knew that Lin Sishen had always spent money like soil. In front of Chen Qingwan, he couldn't wait to suppress Lin Sishen.

He was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect Lin Sishen to set a trap for him. He immediately raised his hand and said in a deep voice: "One hundred taels."

Lin Sishen snorted coldly, looking like he was serious. He slapped the table lightly and glanced at Wen Xingren provocatively: "One hundred and fifty taels."

"Two hundred taels."

"Two hundred and fifty taels."

"Three hundred taels."

"Four hundred taels."

"Five hundred taels."

The two of them were calling for the price. The originally two taels of silver each pot of mulberry wine was called to the sky-high price. The waiter stood between the two with a confused look on his face, not knowing how to react for a moment.

In the end, Wen Xing called out five hundred taels at once. Lin Sishen was silent and did not bid anymore.

She squinted her eyes, raised her hand to touch her smooth chin and pondered for a while, then curled her lips and smiled, glanced at the waiter standing blankly, and laughed loudly, "Waiter, General Wen is going to buy two pots of mulberry wine from your store. Why don't you go downstairs and bring it warm wine."

The waiter looked at Wen Xingren tremblingly, feeling extremely happy, but he did not dare to express it. After Lin Sishen's urging, he hurriedly ran downstairs to warm up the wine.

Wen Xingren also expected that Lin Sishen would be trapped. His face was gloomy and his face turned red and stared at Lin Sishen. He didn't know how many words he had cursed himself in his heart.

Money is something outside of his body, so he didn't care. What he cared about was that he was ugly in front of Shen Qingwan.

In fact, no matter whether Lin Sishen intends to call him a high price, whenever he calls a high price, he has already fallen into Lin Sishen's trap. He should have seen such clumsy tricks at first glance, but he was blinded and insisted on competing with Lin Sishen.

Seeing Wen Xingren being teased by Lin Sishen, Chen Qingwan pursed her lips and smiled quietly. She turned her head and glanced at Lin Sishen, but saw Lin Sishen lowering her eyes with a smile on her face and whispering to Yun Liu.

Yun Liu looked up at her, her dark eyes were full of tenderness and obsession, and her fair face was stained with two red glows.

Chen Qingwan bit her thin lips lightly, and a sadness flashed across her clear eyes. Her fingertips that were gathered in her sleeves suddenly trembled slightly, and a little chill quietly spread out and hit her heart. Her face turned pale, and a fishy and sweet feeling surged in her throat.

She withdrew her gaze and looked at Lan Qing beside her, her face was cold and she slowly opened her mouth and said, "Lan Qing, today's wind is cold, you can close the door."

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Good night. Thank you for the little angel who voted for me or irrigated nutrient solution from 2020-10-12 23:17:32~2020-10-14 01:20:25~

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Chapter completed!