When Chu Niandie came back, An An and Sisi were already waiting at the entrance of the courtyard, with excited expressions on their faces.
They knew that with the young lady's appearance and talent, she would definitely be attracted by the adults. As long as the young lady could please the adult a little bit, she would be able to break away from her lowly status and leave the Chunle Palace.
Chu Niandie didn't know what her two maids were thinking. She just nodded expressionlessly and was about to open the courtyard door and walk in. However, before entering the courtyard, she noticed that Mr. Fang's was inside the bamboo pavilion.
The figure is no longer there.
"Miss, after learning that you were attracted by the Lord, Mr. Fang left. He may be afraid of the Lord. After all, in the face of the Lord's powerful strength, Mr. Fang's little strength is simply not enough."
Listening to the maid's answer, Chu Niandie's mind recalled the agreement she had made with Mr. Fang for half a month. At that time, Mr. Fang said something to her with a smile.
"Thank you Miss Chu for the gift of coins to rescue me. As long as I am in Chunle Palace for one day, Miss Chu's safety can be guaranteed, and no one can force Miss Chu to do anything she doesn't want to do, unless the other party steps on my
The corpse walked over."
Recalling the scene at that time, Chu Niandie's face showed a look of self-deprecation. She did not blame Mr. Fang. Although Mr. Fang was also a cultivator, the gap between him and a sixth-grade expert was still too big. It would have been hers.
left.
"You guys can wait for me outside the yard."
After recovering, Chu Niandie pushed open the courtyard door and walked straight in. Then she turned around and closed the courtyard door.
When she closed the courtyard door and saw the stone table in the courtyard, Chu Niandie was stunned for a moment, and blurted out in surprise: "Mr. Fang."
Chu Niandie never expected that Mr. Fang, who had left the Zhuting Pavilion, would appear on the stone table in the yard, boiling a pot and making tea.
"Miss Chu is here. I am a very rough person. I wonder if Miss Chu can help me make a pot of tea. I will entertain a friend later."
Fang Ming smiled brightly at Chu Niandie, but Chu Niandie was completely confused. The news that he was favored by the Lord had spread throughout the Chunle Palace, and the Lord was coming soon. Even An An and
Sisi already knew it, and with An An and Sisi's loud mouths, it must have been spread everywhere, and it was impossible for Mr. Fang not to hear it.
Knowing that the gentleman was about to come to the yard, Mr. Fang still dared to enter his yard and asked himself to make tea for him to entertain his friends. It sounded like a fantasy.
"Mr. Fang, haven't you heard the news?" Chu Niandie asked after a while.
"News, what news?" Fang Ming asked with a smile.
"I have been attracted by an adult. I'm afraid that adult will arrive at the courtyard soon." Chu Niandie shook her lips. Although it was a bit embarrassing to say this, she still said it.
Fang Ming smiled, looked at Chu Niandie's perfect face, and continued to ask: "Is Miss Chu voluntary?"
"It doesn't matter if it's voluntary, or if it's not voluntary, is there any room for resistance in front of such a big shot?" Chu Niandie smiled sadly, with an indescribable sadness.
"If it is voluntary, then I will naturally bless Miss Chu. If it is not voluntary, I will naturally abide by the promise I made to Miss Chu. As long as I am here, no one can force Miss Chu to do something she doesn't want to do."
Hearing Fang Ming's words, Chu Niandie smiled happily. Her originally sad and beautiful face suddenly looked like a peach blossom in full bloom, stunning the entire courtyard.
"Mr. Fang, your joke is not funny at all."
"I never joke. Miss Chu can just make tea. In this cold winter month, it would be great to entertain old friends with a pot of hot tea."
Fang Ming laughed. He likes drinking tea, but he doesn't like making tea. This tea from the underworld also has a unique taste. Although swallowing it will swallow up a trace of vitality and Yang Qi in his body, this Yang Qi is not good for him.
It's nothing to say.
Chu Niandie stared at Fang Ming closely with her pretty eyes. After a while, she silently walked back to the room. When she came out, she was holding a pot of rice wine in her hand.
Under heavy snow, making tea is not as good as making wine.
"Thank you Miss Chu, this is my first time drinking alcohol."
"Mr. Fang never drank before?"
"Drink, but only drink wine from my hometown."
"I think Mr. Fang's hometown must be very good. This wine is called Samadhi wine. Every woman in the Chunle Palace will be rewarded with a bottle, and this wine is also what every woman drinks with her benefactor on the night of breaking the melon."
"Only a sunset pavilion, drinking Samadhi wine together."
Fang Ming glanced at Chu Niandie and murmured something softly. Chu Niandie remained silent, just quietly cooking wine aside, swaying her slender hands softly, raising and closing them, with an incomparable charm.
I don't know why, but the night is getting colder and colder, and the wind is getting stronger and stronger. Then neither Fang Ming nor Chu Niandie feels cold. Drinking hot wine makes them feel very refreshed.
"My lord is here!"
A majestic shout came from outside the door, and then came the exclamations of the two maids An An and Sisi who were guarding the door. However, neither Fang Ming nor Chu Niandie cared in the yard, and even Chu Niandie at this moment
Niandie took off her long gauze and performed a sword dance in the dark night.
Music, chess, calligraphy and painting are something that all women in the Chunle Palace must learn, but as an oiran, you have to learn far more than this. In addition to music, chess, calligraphy and painting, you can also learn other skills, and you even need to understand some of the ways of cultivation.
Although it cannot be practiced, it does not mean that it cannot be understood.
Fang Ming was not the only one drinking Samadhi wine. Chu Niandie also drank several glasses of it. Perhaps due to the strength of the wine, Chu Niandie's original sarcasm of Sai Xue was stained with red clouds.
This sword has no murderous intent, but this sword dance is extremely beautiful.
Fang Ming stared intently, admiring it, and seemed to be chanting something softly.
"The flag was lowered on the king's city, but I didn't know about it in the palace. One hundred and forty thousand people were all disarmed, and no one was a man."
Bang!
It was at this time that the door to the courtyard was pushed open, and the cold wind blowing in through the door became stronger. Chu Niandie's delicate body trembled, as if she could not bear the cold wind.
There was a figure standing at the door, and this figure was holding three heads in its hands.
Great strides forward!
Without hesitation, this figure didn't even look at Chu Niandie who was dancing in the yard, and walked straight towards Fang Ming on the stone table.
Chu Niandie's expression changed. When she saw the figure's appearance clearly, that pretty face had different emotions for the first time.
Different from the despair and paleness in the past, this time her real emotions flowed. Her eyes glanced at the three heads held by this figure. He knew without thinking that these were the heads of three adults.
.
"Miss Chu, my friend is here, help me warm the bar."
Fang Ming looked at Chu Niandie with a smile. His smile remained the same as before. Chu Niandie's expression changed a bit, and she finally walked towards the stone table, but she still didn't put down the long sword in her hand.
Boiling and pouring wine, the movements were the same as before, but the raised veins revealed the emotional changes in her heart at the moment.
"Fellow Taoist, are you okay?"
Fang Ming didn't look at Chu Niandie anymore, but looked at his clone and asked with a smile.
"Nothing's wrong."
The conversation and answers between the two were simple, but Chu Niandie's heart trembled when she heard it. Only at this moment did she understand that some things were beyond her imagination and beyond the imagination of the people behind her.
Qin Yang, the first person under the Lord of Luoshan Mountain, in this year's time, his name has spread throughout the mountain city, and people are amazed by his terrifying cultivation talent. In one year, he killed three six people in a row.
There are strong men among them, and one of them is the former right-hand man of the Mountain Lord, now the traitor Ouyang Qi.
A month ago, Ouyang Qi stole a valuable treasure from the mountain owner and defected, shocking the entire mountain city. However, the mountain owner was furious and gave Qin Yang an order to arrest Ouyang Qi. Everyone thought Qin Yang would not succeed.
After all, Ouyang Qi has been in the sixth level for many years and has already reached the late stage of the sixth level. It is said that he will be the second strong man in Luoshan to reach the seventh level.
However, three days later, when Qin Yang returned with Ouyang Qi's head, the whole mountain city was shaken, and all the people in the mountain city cheered, not only because the traitor was killed, but more importantly, there was a person in Luoshan who was more hopeful to step into the mountain.
A strong man of the seventh grade.
With two seventh-level experts in one mountain, Luoshan's status among the Five Mountains will also be improved, which is a good thing for all Luoshan people.
However, only Chu Niandie knew that when Qin Yang returned Ouyang Qi's head to the Mountain Master's Mansion, the Mountain Master said nothing. Half an hour later, there was an explosion from the Mountain Master's Mansion, and the Mountain Master's secret cultivation room was completely destroyed.
destroyed.
The outcome of this battle has already spread to Luoshan, and it has also begun to spread in the other four mountain areas. It is said that even the Lord of the Territory heard the news and remembered the name Qin Yang.
It was at that moment that Chu Niandie saw someone.
After that, Chu Niandie knew Qin Yang's name and what she was going to accomplish, but she had never met Qin Yang. One was a low-status oiran, and the other was a sixth-grade strong man.
The two are so different from one another that normally there would be no communication at all.
But she knew that she would meet this powerful man, and she also knew that those three men would definitely not be able to kill Qin Yang. Therefore, she was the mountain lord's last trump card. Qin Yang could not survive. This was the mountain lord's order.
But, can she really do it?
140,000 people were all disarmed, but no one was a man.
Didn't Mr. Fang just say this to her?
Perhaps, the secret of what he did is no secret to these two people.
A Qin Yang has already made the mountain owner sleepless, and now there is a person who looks exactly like Qin Yang sitting here. Chu Niandie wonders what the mountain owner would think if he knew the news.
"Miss Chu, if I say that the meeting between you and me is just a coincidence, I wonder if Miss Chu will believe it?"
Fang Ming suddenly raised his head and looked at Chu Niandie. Chu Niandie was stunned for a moment, looked at Fang Ming's pure eyes, and nodded subconsciously.