One hundred and thirteenth chapter is a stunning beauty in the world
"I have no choice but to let you stay in Yun Qing's room for a while while I go to see Wan Su alone." Chu Yueyin made up her mind. She wanted to see Wan Su today no matter what. She just wanted to see who he was.
What kind of beauty of heaven and country could make Huangfuyan linger on his bed from time to time.
Bei Mingyu lowered his voice: "I'm not worried." Yinhui was already difficult to deal with, and coupled with the Wansu whom he had never met before, it was too dangerous for Chu Yueyin to meet him alone.
"I will be careful." Chu Yueyin touched the dagger hidden on her body and the wooden box given to her by Huangfu Yan. Since the Li Suifeng incident, Chu Yueyin has become more cautious and has never used these two things.
They were kept away from her body, even when she was sleeping, but she had a gut feeling that she wouldn't need them today.
"Then...Okay, if you have something to do, scream loudly." Bei Mingyu thought for a while and reminded, "Don't eat the food in his room, and don't drink alcohol or tea."
"I understand." Chu Yueyin nodded and gave her a reassuring look.
Yinhui had already tidied up his robes and looked at the two people who were whispering leisurely. He said in a long voice: "Have we discussed it yet?"
Chu Yueyin took a step forward when he heard the words, "We have discussed it. I will meet Mr. Wansu alone. I would like Mr. Yinhui to lead the way."
Yinhui raised the corners of her lips and said, "Master Chu, please!" This was the result he had expected. Now that she was here, how could she be willing to leave empty-handed.
Seeing that the dispute had been resolved, the guests who were watching the excitement went back to their respective rooms, hugged their favorite waiters and continued to make love to each other.
Yinhui led Chu Yueyin to Wan Su's room, turned around before opening the door, and reminded: "Mr. Chu, you paid the money, and Wan Su has the responsibility to take good care of you. However, Wan Su is a showman.
Never sell yourself, always just
Accompanying the guests to drink tea, play the piano and recite poems, so please don’t force the dandy young master to do anything he doesn’t want to do.” The young master is still in the room, and if she does something outrageous to anger the young master, he can’t protect her.
Chu Yueyin didn't know what Yinhui was thinking, and thought he was hinting that the Wan Su would not sleep with him. She frowned and couldn't help but ask: "But I heard that the Wan Su had many guests staying with him."
Spend the night in the room."
Yinhui chuckled, "It seems that Mr. Chu has also heard the rumors."
"Is it just a rumor? I'm afraid it's groundless, but it may not be without reason." Chu Yueyin opened her eyes wide and looked at Yinhui. If what Mrs. Zhao heard was a rumor, what about the people sent by Yu Wenhua? They clearly watched
Huangfuyan entered the room of Wan Su, the top star of Lianxiang Pavilion, and they did not dare to use rumors to deal with Yu Wenhua.
The young master behind the door must have heard what she said. He was holding his hands on his forehead with a helpless look on his face. Yinhui imagined the young master's deflated situation and suddenly chuckled, wanting to tease her.
"Mr. Chu is talking about Prince Huangfu, he..." Yinhui looked at the nervous expression that suddenly appeared on Chu Yueyin's face, smiled secretly in his heart, and continued, "He is the only one favored by Mr. Wansu who can sleep in Wansu
The person on the young master’s bed.”
Sure enough! A trace of sadness flashed across Chu Yueyin's face. She lowered her eyelashes and raised her eyes with a pale smile. "Prince Huangfu is so lucky. This makes me even more eager to see Wan Su."
The young master is so rich."
Yinhui looked at Chu Yueyin thoughtfully for a moment, then turned around silently and knocked on the door, then opened the door and said loudly: "Master Chu, please!"
At the moment when the door was knocked, the white robe flickered behind the tall screen, slowed his breath, and stood there quietly.
Chu Yueyin took a deep breath and stepped into the room. The door behind him was locked by Yinhui.
Bei Yanyu, who was standing on the corridor, watched Chu Yueyin entering the room's room. After waiting for Yin Hui to leave, she went to the window to find out. Unexpectedly, Yinhui took a few steps and was a little away from the room of Shusu's room.
Later, I stood in the corridor without walking. After a while, a small puppet came with a chair and placed it behind Yinhui. Yinhui sat down, squinted at her, and looked colorful.
Chu Yue chanting, but helpless, had to stand there and stare at him, confronted him. After a moment, the door beside her squeaked and was pulled away.
Looking at Beida Yu, looked at Yinhui again, and laughed out.
He covered his lips in one hand, walked in front of Bei Saiyu with a smile, and stretched out another fair hand to touch Beida Yu's chest.
Bei Yanyu was shocked, and quickly took back five or six steps back. Just standing firmly, he suddenly felt a dizziness, and quickly helped the railing beside him.
Forced out, the more luck, the faster the poison. She was dark in front of her eyes, fell softly, was caught by Yun Qing, and hugged it.
Yun Qing looked at Yin Hui, who couldn't sit, and smiled deeply about him, hugged Beida Yu into his room, put it on the bed.
Yin Hui looked back at the closed door behind him. After thinking about it, he ordered Xiaoyu to bring a small table, sending wine and drinking vegetables, and slowly took the details in the corridor.
Besides, Chu Yueyin entered the room's room, and he was careful. A man was sitting in front of the table to make tea. He was like Yin Hui, wearing a white brocade robe, but his brocade robe was embroidered with peony.
Instead, the red and bright plum blossoms. He is the first card of the Lianxiang Pavilion.
Chu Yueyin moved his eyes on his face, and suddenly breathed a stagnation, watching him fixedly, as if he would never think about it. She has never seen such a beautiful man, her skin is as white as snow, her skin is as white as snow.
The most rare thing is his elegant temperament, which is like the clear lotus that is not stained. No matter how beautiful the beautiful woman stands beside him, it will be sad.
In the last life, he must have done a lot of merits and accumulated a lot of blessings. Otherwise, he would not care so much about him, and gave him the best and most beautiful. Even if it was reduced to the dust, it was still pure as crystal.
Chu Yueyin's heart began to pain. Only with such a beautiful world can it be worthy of the same excellent Huang Fuyan.
In Si Ying, Chu Yueyin did not find that Susu had stood up, walked to her, turned around around her, looked up and down, Fang returned to her, watching her from a step away, watching her
Then, then, then
"Is Chu Gongzi?"
Chu Yueyin lifted his eyes blankly, and saw the beautiful face of the beautiful man and the gods of anger at hand, and the skin on his face was so delicate that he could hardly see the pores and sweat.
She. She suddenly woke up, and couldn't help but blushed, and a low "um", which answered his question.
Shi Su laughed lightly, "Since the son of Chu is here, don't be rushed, please sit up."
Chu Yueyin walked to the table and sat down. It took a long time for the blush on her face to fade away. She was secretly annoyed that she would be deceived by Wan Su's beauty.
Chu Yueyin casually picked up the tea that Wan Su had just brewed and brought it to her lips. Suddenly she realized something was wrong. Thinking of Bei Mingyu's previous instructions, she put the teacup back on the table.
Wan Su smiled and didn't care about Chu Yueyin's caution. He picked up the teacup in front of him and drank slowly and carefully.
Chu Yueyin looked at Wan Su and secretly praised him in his heart. Not only was he extremely beautiful, but his posture when drinking tea was also very elegant. He was no different from those noble-born young men, or even worse.
Seeing that she was fascinated, Wan Su put down the tea cup and said quietly: "It seems that Mr. Chu doesn't like tea, why don't Wan Su find someone to bring a pot of fine wine?"
Chu Yueyin quickly shook his head, "I don't like drinking, and my drinking capacity is very poor."
Wan Su said "Oh", his eyes flashed with color as if hooked, he looked straight into Chu Yueyin's watery eyes and said: "Then what does Young Master Chu like? Listening to the piano or reciting poems and writing poems?"
Or do you just want to watch Wan Su like this until dawn? Wan Su is afraid that Mr. Chu will get tired of seeing him and won't come next time."
Being stared at by such charming eyes, Chu Yueyin felt uncomfortable all over and subconsciously looked away. After hearing Wan Su's chuckle, she realized that she could no longer sit like this. She was here
How could someone who was investigating Huangfuyan's affairs be fascinated by his love rival?
"Young Master Wansu, I want to..." Chu Yueyin stopped and suddenly didn't want to ask anymore. She saw Huangfuyan and Sun Jun making out in the bushes with her own eyes, and Yinhui didn't hide anything from Huangfuyan and Wansu just now.
It was meaningless for her to continue to dwell on the question of "whether Huangfu Yan cut off his sleeves."
"What do you want, Mr. Chu?" Wan Su elegantly put incense into the incense burner, and soon the cold fragrance of plum blossoms floated in the room along with the curls of light smoke.
Chu Yueyin stared at Wan Su blankly for a moment, then suddenly reached out and grabbed Wan Su's sleeve, and asked quietly: "Is he... Mr. Huangfu happy when he is here?"
Wan Su was startled, and looked down to see Chu Yueyin's soft catkin pinching the bright red plum blossoms on her sleeves, trembling slightly, as if she was very concerned about his answer. He quietly glanced at the wall with the corner of his eye.
The screen he was wearing was chuckling.
"You should be happy. Wan Su never cares about the mood of his patrons."
Hearing such an understatement, Chu Yueyin stared at Wan Su's emotionless eyes in surprise, and anger gradually filled his eyes. "You don't love him, so why do you let him sleep on your bed?
treatment?!"
Ha, ha, ha... Wan Su chuckled meaningfully, "Mr. Chu is jealous? Although Wan Su doesn't let people get into bed easily, but if it's Mr. Chu, that's a different matter." Wan Su said as he spoke.
Bian put his hand on Chu Yueyin's catkin.
"How outrageous! You can touch me at will!" Chu Yueyin withdrew Su's hand in shock, stood up from the brocade stool, retreated to a distance she thought was safe, and looked at Wan Su angrily. He
Unexpectedly...he actually deliberately misinterpreted her meaning, thinking that she was obsessed with his beauty like those men who love masculinity, and wanted to enter his room and sleep on his bed.