The yin and yang gossip that you talk about sometimes really scares yourself, but sometimes it is really scary.
Just now, I was blindfolded with red silk and splashed tea on my face. Logically speaking, the hint given by this was already very obvious.
Do you believe it or not?
Xia Shang felt a little panicked.
Weird things like Yin and Yang, Feng Shui, Xia and Shang are relatively deeply studied parts of knowledge.
In modern times, many people may say it is superstitious.
But Xia Shang heard a saying and thought it was very reasonable.
It's called "We use science to explain things that science can explain, and we use metaphysics to analyze things that science can't explain."
Science and metaphysics are complementary to each other. Metaphysics is a supplement to science, and its existence is reasonable and has certain basis.
In the past, Xia Shang believed only three points in Feng Shui, but now he believes in eight points.
Because such absurd things as time travel can happen to you, what else can't you believe?
Why can a Feng Shui master predict what is going to happen? He is good at capturing the inadvertent details in daily life and sees them more carefully than the people around him, so he can predict the development of things.
The scene just now reminded Xia Shang!
As soon as Xia Shang walked through the door, he secretly reminded himself: "It's better to believe what he has than what he doesn't!"
"Yazhi, wait outside and don't follow me."
"ah?"
"obedient!"
"oh."
Yazhi will definitely be a little unhappy, but Xia Shang is purely for Yazhi's safety. Since there will be a bloody disaster later and there is no guarantee of what will happen in Yichun Courtyard, it is better for this little girl not to follow him.
Yazhi stopped at the door. She was dressed in white clothes. She was petite but dressed in men's clothes. She was a typical little baby who had never seen anything in the world.
The girl soliciting customers at the door had nothing to do but flirt with such a pretty boy. I guess Yazhi must have been busy at the door for a while.
Xia Shang entered the building, remembering the omen just now in his heart, admiring the spring breeze and the beautiful buttocks in the spring breeze, and just thinking about how to resolve the bad omen.
However, it is easy to predict but difficult to change your destiny, and since it is a sign of what will happen to you, it is even harder to change.
Xia Shang muttered to himself, as long as nothing big happens tonight.
Xia Shang's sour face in the eyes of other guests made him feel sour.
Who is this girl thinking?
Look at the miserable look on his face that made Miss Xianer look like he was going to kill him. Who knows that there are thousands of young talents all over the world begging to meet Miss Xianer?
?
"My mother is a tuber. I really want to kick him down the stairs so that I don't stain Miss Xian'er's eyes."
"Come on! Don't even look at your own appearance. Can you compare with the pretty boy above?"
Xia Shang didn't pay attention to his surroundings. Under the leadership of Mr. Gui, he followed the stairs all the way to the door of Miss Xian'er's boudoir.
Before I even knocked on the door, a delicate voice came from inside: "Mr. Xia, come in. Xian'er has been waiting for a long time."
Listening to the voice, Mr. Gui staggered in front and thought to himself, "What happened to Sister Xian'er today? I have never heard her speak to anyone with such a gentle voice. It made people's bones fall apart. Could it be true?"
Do you like Mr. Xia?
Xia Shang pushed the door open and closed the door.
I saw that Miss Xian'er's boudoir was small and exquisite, with a bright red color decorating all kinds of objects in the room, and the thick powdery smell making people feel like they were surrounded by red roses.
In the hall is a large round table covered with fine red silk. There is a set of tea sets on the table, and the tea cups are clasped, as if there is no tea. On the right is the study room, with pens, inks, papers and inkstones arranged in an orderly manner, and a bunch of guqin placed against the wall. , above the guqin are windows, opening to the street.
On the left hand side is a six-foot-high and ten-foot-long screen, blocking the room between the living room and the bed. Under the screen is a water lily pattern, embroidered lifelike. There is nothing else on top of the pattern, a piece of white silk without any decoration. , at this moment, the candlelight in the inner room reflected the outline of an incense couch.
On the bed, a beautiful figure lying on her side with her knees bent was looming in the firelight, and it was even more blurry through a screen.
But the flowing lines like sand paintings vividly display the beauty and charm of women. Just looking at their shadows, countless images of beauties appear in the mind, which is really exciting.
"Mr. Xia, why are you still standing there? Come into the back room?"
I never thought that this girl Xian'er would be so open-minded. She lay down on the bed as soon as she entered the room. This was quite different from what Xia Shang had imagined.
"Is it playing the piano in bed?"
With a hint of expectation, Xia Shang walked around the screen.
What is the scene behind the screen? What does Miss Xianer look like?
After walking around the screen, I discovered that there was a bead curtain in front of the incense couch. The densely packed crystal beads were like a colorful waterfall. Although the figure inside the curtain was much clearer than before, it was not enough to distinguish the honorable ones.
"What the hell is going on here layer after layer? Are you going to show me?"
Xia Shang complained in his heart, but he couldn't say it like that. He straightened himself out, put his posture in place, and bowed his hands to the bed: "Xia..."
Just as he was about to introduce himself, a small hand stretched out from behind the curtain, lifted up a bit of the bead curtain, and revealed a corner of a stunning face.
"No introduction is needed, Mr. Xia Chunqiu, Mr. Xia. When you're done, you brushed off your clothes and went away, hiding your merits and fame. The slave family was deeply impressed."
Xia Shang was stunned, this girl Xian'er didn't know her true identity?
It was naturally good to be able to use the identity of "Xia Chunqiu", so he immediately changed his words: "It was just a casual act, and the girl laughed."
"You're welcome, Mr. Xia, please take a seat."
Xia Shangcai noticed that there was a small long table and a futon placed in front of the bed. On the table were a wine pot and wine glasses, as well as a plate of peeled oil-stuffed peanuts.
Xia Shang walked over and sat cross-legged on the futon.
Lowering her body, she saw the woman behind the bead curtain wearing a red gauze. It was made of silk and was as light as the wind. It seemed that just one breath could blow away the eyesore of the red gauze.
The gauze is really thin, and the skin on the inside flickers in and out. You don’t need to touch it. Just by looking at it, you can tell that it is as smooth as milk and whiter and tender than a shelled egg. Unfortunately, you can only see a little bit. More The scenery was blocked by bead curtains.
"Sir, are you complaining that Xian'er doesn't want to show up to see you?"
Xia Shangxin said it was natural, but he said it was not the case.
Xian'er on the bed smiled sweetly: "Young master, don't worry. Since Xian'er invited you here, he will treat you with your true face. But before that, I also invite you to have a drink with Xian'er. I heard that Mr. Xian'er was quite knowledgeable about piano music that day. , I wonder if you, sir, have any research on wine?”
"Know a thing or two." Xia Shang said easily, but people's human nature is unavoidable. He took this opportunity to properly show his erudition and consolidate his image in the heart of Miss Xian'er.
After thinking about it, he raised the wine pot and poured two glasses carefully. One cup was put into the curtain, and the other cup was brought to his mouth: "Miss Xian'er, please."
"Master, please."
When Xia Shang was raising his glass to drink, there seemed to be a sneer in his ears, and the tone seemed to come from a woman.
Before he had time to think about it, gravel flew out of nowhere and hit Xia Shang's wine glass squarely. There was a "pop" sound and the wine glass shattered into powder.
Xia Shang secretly yelled, "It's not good!"
His attention was attracted by Miss Xian'er earlier, and he completely looked away from the bloody disaster!
Before Xia Shang could react, a person suddenly rushed in from the window beside Miss Xian'er's bed, holding a cold sword in his hand, which immediately filled the room with a murderous aura.
This person is not targeting Xia Shang, but actually targeting Miss Xian'er!
Xia Shang shouted: "Miss Xian'er, be careful!"
Not knowing where he got the courage, he opened the table and jumped directly into the bed.
The woman on the bed screamed: "Oh! Get out of the way, don't block me!" (To be continued)