Chapter five hundred and seventy nine caught off guard
A large ship leisurely approached Tianhai Gate.
There were still nearly a hundred meters away, and Tianhai Sect leader He Zhongrong was already waiting with his wife and children at the edge of the island. There were many experts around, taking care to prevent accidents from happening.
Although Zhuo Mufeng was unwilling, he still walked out of the room, but stood on the periphery of the crowd and did not get too close to the woman Qin Keqing.
Scanning his eyes towards the island in front of him, he easily saw the waiting crowd. Zhuo Mufeng, who was originally extremely depressed, suddenly felt his heart skip a beat.
Because he found He Ping and Ye Linlang in the crowd. Why are these men and women here?
Wait, Tianhaimen?
Zhuo Mufeng had not thought about it because he was in a bad mood before, but now he suddenly realized that his sister in Baiyi had told him in the past that she had been living in Tianhaimen since she lost her memory.
So the two Tianhaimen refer to the same place? In this way, he can see his sister in white again? Zhuo Mufeng's mood became brighter, like the sun appearing in the gloomy sky.
Although he still thought of the scenes of Sister Baiyi having fun with He Ping and Ye Linlang in his mind, as time passed, he was still willing to get close to that kind-hearted woman with a clear heart.
Being with her seems to make even the worries disappear. Zhuo Mufeng is already imagining the scene when he sees his sister in white.
As the ship docked, a group of people disembarked one after another.
He Zhongrong and his men immediately came forward to greet him. After only patrolling for a while, he locked his eyes on Qin Keqing, who was surrounded by people and had a noble and graceful demeanor. He cupped his fists and said, "This must be Manager Qin. He Zhongrong missed the greeting from a distance, so why not?"
I hope you can forgive me."
Qin Keqing showed a charming smile: "Master He is so polite. Looking at the South China Sea, how many people can make Master He move to the mountain gate? You must feel ashamed."
The two parties were polite and introduced each other. In short, the atmosphere was harmonious.
Zhuo Mufeng has been hiding behind the crowd because he doesn't want He Ping and Ye Linlang to discover him, otherwise the identity of 'Lu Juntian' will be exposed, which will most likely lead to murderous intent by the two.
He didn't know what Qin Keqing was doing here. Logically speaking, her status and strength were not enough to make He Zhongrong, whose status was comparable to that of Wu Guanting, be so polite. There must be some inside story that he didn't know about.
It seems necessary to ask that woman!
Originally, Qin Keqing wanted to introduce Zhuo Mufeng to everyone in Tianhai Sect. After all, this was one of her favorite generals that she had conquered, and he was very good at it. However, when she looked around, she didn't see that guy.
Knowing that the other party must still have some taboos, Qin Keqing did not force it to avoid embarrassing the situation.
Both parties walked hand in hand and walked into the Tianhai Gate. Qin Keqing saw red lanterns hung all around and red happy words plastered on them. She casually smiled and said: "Master He, is your sect going to have something happy in the near future?"
He Zhongrong laughed: "Steward Qin is here by chance. In half a month, it will be Quanzi's big day, and Steward Qin will definitely have a few more drinks by then."
Qin Keqing glanced at He Ping: "That's really an honor. I wonder which girl has such an honor and can be chosen by the young master?"
Although He Ping is nearly forty years old, he looks like he is in his early thirties due to his profound internal strength and excellent maintenance. He is handsome in appearance and has a good temperament in a dark red robe. He smiles humbly when he hears this.
Before he could answer, He Zhongrong, who had a more plain face, had already smiled and said: "I'm ashamed to say that that girl is Quanzi's adopted sister."
Qin Keqing didn't know who her foster sister was, but she still said politely: "I think that Miss He must be a fairy."
Who knew that Zhuo Mufeng, who was behind the crowd, when he heard these words and saw the swaying red lanterns around him and the endless stream of busy servants, his face instantly turned pale, and he felt a roar in his brain, and he almost stumbled and fell to the ground.
He Ping only has two foster sisters. Judging from the silent look on Ye Linlang's face, it is obvious that they are not, so there is only one other person left.
"Sister Baiyi is getting married?" Zhuo Mufeng murmured. That gentle woman with a pure and flawless heart, so kind that she wouldn't even step on an ant, finally made it to this day.
It was just that it was caught off guard, so fast that Zhuo Mufeng didn't even have time to react.
He didn't want to admit that his heart at this moment was extremely complicated, including shock, confusion, and an indescribable sourness and jealousy.
He thought of the moments when he and his sister in white were getting along in the hidden village, and of that woman's helpless yet indulgent tenderness and pampering under his own jokes and deliberate teasing.
He knew clearly that he shouldn't think too much or be greedy, but deep down in his heart, he had never imagined the possibility of being with his sister in white.
But it all ended, ended in red everywhere, and ended in the proud laughter of He Zhongrong and his son.
In front of Zhuo Mufeng's eyes, the figure of Sister Bai Yi who rushed out desperately when she heard the movements of He Ping and Ye Linlang when she just left the Hidden Village appeared again. At that moment, she should have been forgotten.
He could not forget the happiness and mischief shown by his sister in white in front of those two people, which he had never shown to him. He was a poor brother, but maybe He Ping was the one she liked.
Zhuo Mufeng closed his eyes and shook his head slightly, with a bitter smile overflowing from the corner of his mouth. He was no longer in the mood to look at the scene around him. He only felt that his heart was hollowed out, and he was not interested in anything. He was numb.
Walk with the flow of people.
Qin Keqing, Situ Ji and other important figures were naturally arranged to rest in the living room by the people from Tianhaimen. Zhuo Mufeng and other entourage were all placed in another large courtyard, where servants provided tea and cakes.
During this period, people kept chatting with Zhuo Mufeng, but Zhuo Mufeng could only manage a few words, and even answered questions incorrectly. After a few times, everyone noticed that he seemed to be in a bad mood, so they did not bother him anymore.
About half an hour later, an elder from Tianhaimen came over and led them to the guest room. Since there were many people accompanying them this time, every three people were assigned a room.
Zhuo Mufeng didn't care. After the arrangements were made, everyone else was very curious about Tianhaimen and went out together. He was the only one lying on the bed, staring at the beams, his eyes blank.
I don't know how much time passed, but the setting sun shone into the window, causing him to close his eyes slightly and couldn't help but hum. But at this moment, the door was pushed open, and a wisp of fragrant wind came in, constantly blowing in his nose.
become thicker.
He opened his eyes and met Qin Keqing's eyes. She was standing beside the bed, staring at Zhuo Mufeng with a puzzled look on her face.
"Is something wrong?" Zhuo Mufeng raised his upper body.
Qin Keqing looked at him, her smile gradually fading: "You seem to have something on your mind?"
Zhuo Mufeng laughed and said: "What can I have on my mind? I'm just not happy to see you. If nothing happens, just leave. Don't disturb my rest." He didn't want to talk to anyone now.
Qin Keqing held up her skirt with both hands, sat on the edge of the bed, and looked at him: "Mu Feng, if it's because of Aunt Qin's threat to you, then I'm sorry, but I have to do this. Other than that, you
If you need any help, you can come to me and Aunt Qin will try her best to help you."
She knew very well that if she wanted to get sincere help from someone, the most powerful weapon was feelings. Most people were not worthy of her appearance, but this boy was different.
Zhuo Mufeng sneered and said, "Stop your hypocrisy, there's no need to be like this." He lay back on the bed and turned his back to Qin Keqing.
After a moment of silence, Qin Keqing stood up and left. When she walked to the door, she said, "I specially asked the people from Tianhaimen to prepare a separate room for you in the Bizhu Courtyard in the east wing."
Seeing that he had no response, Qin Keqing had no choice but to close the door and leave.
At night, everyone else came back. Zhuo Mufeng didn't want to stay in such a noisy environment, so he found his servants, asked about them, and then came to Bizhuyuan.
Seeing Qin Kerqing and Situ Ji chatting in the courtyard, Zhuo Mufeng smiled at Situ Ji. After observing for a while, he saw that only the room on the right was dark, so he stepped in.
"What's wrong with Young Master Zhuo?" Situ Ji asked in confusion.
Qin Keqing has been a high-ranking person for a long time, and she is also an arrogant person. Seeing Zhuo Mufeng's attitude was so bad, she couldn't help but get angry, and casually hummed: "Maybe someone took away my love with a sword!"
Situ Ji's eyes widened.
When Zhuo Mufeng walked into the room, when he heard this, he put his hands on the table and felt as if his heart had been cut out severely. He gritted his teeth, told himself not to think too much, and walked towards the dark bed board.
For the next two days, Zhuo Mufeng stayed in the Bizhu Courtyard. His mood seemed to have eased. Every time he saw Situ Ji, he would drink and chat with him, and laugh out loud when he talked about excitement.
He ignored Qin Ke.
Tonight, Tianhaimen held a welcome dinner for the people of Songya Yuefu, but Zhuo Mufeng still didn't go. At midnight, a half-drunk Situ Ji and Qin Keqing returned hand in hand.
Situ Ji placed a jar of wine on the stone table and said with a smile: "Brother, you will suffer a big loss if you don't go this time. The wine at Tianhaimen is really good. And I also saw a peerless beauty."
Zhuo Mufeng was shocked and said with a stiff smile: "If you want to talk about a peerless beauty, isn't it right in front of you?"
Hearing this, Situ Ji glanced at Qin Kerqing and smiled sheepishly.
Miss, the two of us are going in and out together tonight, toasting and drinking together, it can be said to be the envy of others!"
Zhuo Mufeng asked casually: "So, the two of them are very affectionate?"
Situ Ji nodded: "It should be so, otherwise how could Miss He agree to marry that young sect leader?"
"Then it's really a pity that I didn't go tonight." Zhuo Mufeng smiled, raised the wine jar and took a deep sip, then slapped the stone table: "Old man, you haven't had enough fun yet, I'll drink with you again
wheel."
Situ Ji gave a thumbs up and said happily: "I just like how bold I am!"
The two of them took a sip and took turns drinking. They looked very happy. However, as a woman, Qin Keqing was born with a keen intuition. The more she looked at it, the more she felt something was wrong.
But there was something wrong and I couldn't tell. After looking at it for a long time, I had to shake my head and go to my room to sleep.