Chapter 22 Chapter 7 Turn Around

It was self-cultivation, but actually Xiao Huan didn't take a lot of rest. Su Qian transported files back and forth between the palace and Jinling, and he handled the affairs of Fenglai Pavilion supernormally. Li Mingshang was so angry that his beard was raised, but there was nothing he could do. He had to grab the newly added patient Xiao Qianqing to vent his anger. It was just a small typhoid fever. It can kill a cow. Under such deep care, Xiao Qianqing's typhoid fever healed quickly, as long as he saw Li Mingshang swaying towards him from a distance, his face would turn pale. A few days later, Li Mingshang had no choice but to issue a pardon, but asked that he must follow to Fenglai Pavilion.

So when we returned to Fenglai Pavilion, Li Mingshang still had a group of imperial guards, which became a mighty dozens of people. The imperial guards called Xiao Huan "Pavilion Lord" outside, and after returning to the pavilion, they were regarded as the Pavilion Master's personal guards and arranged in Yishuiyuan. There are quite a lot of backlogs in the past few days. Due to the disintegration of the Qibuwu power that has occupied the lower reaches of the Yangtze River for several years, Wen Yingtian, a well-known silk merchant in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, has entrusted Feng to deliver all the goods to Beijing in the second half of this year. Laige, this is not only a good opportunity for Fenglai Pavilion to expand its water transport business, but also makes Fenglai Pavilion a lot busy.

Back in Yishuiyuan, Xiao Huan began to deal with the backlog of paperwork at his desk. Time passed, just like in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, he was immersed in reading and writing, and almost never raised his head from those thick files. . As the night gradually deepened, he finally raised his head, picked up the cup of herbal tea that had been cold on the table, put it under his nose, then frowned, and put down the tea bowl again. Only then did he realize that I was there, so he pointed to another chair beside the table and smiled, "Sit down and have a rest too." I pulled the chair and sat down, the candle flames danced in front of my eyes, sitting with him now was actually a bit awkward.

I brought over the tea bowl on the table and sniffed it. The smell of the medicine came straight to my nose. I knew it was bitter even without tasting it: "Mr. Li wants you to drink it?" He sighed helplessly: "It's just terrible." Thinking of those pills coated with sugar, I couldn't help laughing: "You are still so afraid of suffering." He froze for a moment, then smiled: "Is the wound on your arm better?" I quickly raised my arm: "I don't feel any pain anymore, I almost forgot that there is still an injury here." He smiled: "That's good." He paused again, "I have been thinking for the past few days, what kind of martial arts are suitable for you, and what should I teach you, and today I finally thought of one, that This kind of weapon should be very suitable for you to learn, and it will improve faster."

"What?" I was a little stunned: "Learn what?" "Aren't you worshiping under my sect and want to learn martial arts from me?" He smiled, "The willow wind has been broken, and it's time to find you a new weapon. Besides, I always feel that you are not suitable for using a sword." I just came to my senses, and said with a smile, "It doesn't matter what I use, anyway, I'm half-baked in everything I practice." "I can't say that," he said with a smile, "everyone is born with different aptitudes, no matter how talented a person is, if they don't choose the right path, they can't learn anything. I don't think you don't have the talent to practice martial arts , but you didn’t choose the right path, the sword doesn’t match your temperament.”

I nodded: "That's true. I didn't like learning swordsmanship since I was a child, and there are all sets of swordsmanship formulas. It's really a headache to practice." The waterside pavilion is very secluded, and the surroundings are a bit abnormally quiet. He suddenly said: "Also, I hope you will abide by the duty of master and apprentice in the future." The air seemed to be stagnant, and there was no expression on his sideways face: "Otherwise, I will feel embarrassed." The last sentence was as light as the breeze blowing a pool of spring water, unrestrained and unobstructed, leaving nothing behind. trace.

The nails were gradually embedded in the flesh, I raised my head and looked directly into his eyes: "What do you mean by that?" He smiled slightly: "As I said, I'm a little tired." In a flat tone without a trace of waves, those deep pupils were still as silent as water. Taking a deep breath, I smiled: "Okay... from now on, the Pavilion Master and I will strictly abide by our duties as masters and apprentices." Standing up, I still smiled: "Since I'm a master and apprentice, then I'd better do a teacher apprentice ceremony." Without waiting for him to speak, I knelt down and bowed three times and kowtowed nine times to him.

This is the second time I have been apprenticed to a teacher. The first time was when I was only seven or eight years old. My father asked me to worship my master who was not his staff at that time. I took the teacher-respecting tea, knelt down respectfully and kowtowed nine times. From then on, I was the closed disciple of Sword Demon Lilu. Now Bai Chifan's reputation in the Jianghu is probably greater than that of the Sword Demon back then, so even though I am useless, my master is really more famous in martial arts than the other. I wasn't confused at all, after kowtowing, my knees and forehead felt dull pain, I still knelt down and smiled: "It's a pity that the salute is in a hurry, and there is no apprenticeship tea, do you want me to go out and serve you a bowl?"

His face was a little pale, but he still smiled: "I wasn't your mentor at first, and the etiquette is enough, please start." I stood up and smiled, saluted and said, "Then I will step back first." He smiled: "Okay, just come here tomorrow." I saluted again, then turned around and left. According to the rules of Fenglai Pavilion, the new disciple Chen Shi went to listen to the teacher's instruction before accepting the arrangement of the day. Before Chen Shi the next day, I got up and rushed to the waterside pavilion. When I met Su Qian when I went out, she stopped me: "Did you quarrel with the pavilion master last night?"

It's nothing for a woman to be enthusiastic about the gossip, but seeing Su Qian's cold, arrogant and gorgeous face scaring away the nameless thief, it's a little bit so enthusiastic to inquire about the gossip... Some women, you will never It is impossible to judge what kind of people they are from their appearance. I shook my head: "Where is it? Last night I formally worshiped the Pavilion Master as my teacher, and we get along well." Su Qian sighed slightly: "Then why did the pavilion master's injury relapse last night, alarming the new Dr. Li to rush away overnight?"

I nodded and said, "Really? Then Master is not feeling well, I have to take care of him." Su Qian looked at me carefully: "I still feel that something is wrong." I was too lazy to talk to her anymore, so I smiled and left her and came to the waterside pavilion. After entering the inner room, seeing Xiao Huan sitting on a chair and confessing something to an altar master, his face was a little paler than yesterday, other than that, there was no other abnormality. I stood on the side, waiting for the altar master to leave, and went to cup my fists: "Master, I heard Hall Master Su said that you were unwell last night, and that this disciple did not serve you by his side, it is really negligent of his duty." He smiled and shook his head: "I'm fine." As he said, he got up and covered his lips and coughed lightly, "Follow me." I didn't say any more and followed him out. He took me to an open space in the Yishuiyuan. This open space is long and narrow, facing the shore of the lake, and there is a target erected a few feet away. The maids brought a small table and put it beside Xiao Huan, he pointed to the small table and said, "This is the weapon I mentioned yesterday." I looked down at the things on the table: strange shapes, each less than a foot long, darts are not like darts, daggers are not like daggers, and next to these things are two piles of powder of different colors and some small steel balls. I couldn't help asking: "What are these?" "Do you remember muskets?" he asked without answering. "Gyeonggi Wei Shenji Battalion is equipped with firearms?" I recalled the musket drills I watched when I was young. "It is smaller than a cannon, and there is a very long tube in front, and it makes a loud noise when fired." "It's that kind of thing." He smiled. I remembered that I was very interested in this novel weapon that could kill the enemy with a single "bang", and I pestered a clerk around me for a long time to ask, and said: "That thing was called a 'sudden fire gun' in Song Dynasty. In the Yuan Dynasty, it was called 'Shihuoyan', in the previous dynasty it was also called 'Bird's Beak Gun' and 'Lumi Gun', in this dynasty it was commonly known as Huo Gun, and it has always been a sharp weapon for defeating the enemy." "Yes, I remember very well," he nodded his approval, and picked up a thin brass-like thing from the utensils on the table, "This is also a musket, which can be fired with one hand. The ones I assemble in the army are more elaborate and complicated." Then, he put the things he was holding back on the table, "This is the weapon I want to teach you to use." He smiled: "From the structural principle of the musket, the composition of each part, the preparation of gunpowder and the skill of filling the musket with bullets, to the method of aiming and firing the bullet, all of these are the things you have to learn." "All of these?" I repeated, reaching out to touch the instruments on the table, the cold and smooth metal stuck to the palm of my hand, and for the first time in my life, a feeling that had never occurred in my heart swelled. "I want to learn this." I heard my voice was determined, "Where do I start?" "Start with how to use it." A light flashed in his deep pupils, and he raised the corner of his mouth to smile: "First of all, you have to remember that this is a weapon, and all weapons are murder weapons, which exist to kill." The only weapon I have ever owned is the Yangliufeng that my master once handed over to me.At that time, he just put the sword in my hand and said to me, this sword will be yours from now on. He never said that, he just seemed to hand me a symbol, or a toy, and he didn't expect me to do anything with this sword. It exists to kill... At this moment, I suddenly understood that what was handed over to me this time would be a real weapon with the power to destroy, powerful and brutal, and what I was going to learn was to control The ability of this power. I nodded and smiled: "I understand." In half a day, I figured out all the parts and functions of each part, put together a musket completely, and then disassembled it intact, and then learned how to prepare black powder, and learned how to mix gunpowder and thormer for detonating gunpowder. The steel balls that are key to lethality are packed into specific paper to make a bullet. All of this took two hours. I never knew that before a weapon could be used, the user needed to understand its own characteristics in such a detailed and in-depth manner, just like it was another life. That’s the feeling. When I held it flat in front of my eyes and fired the first shot at a target a few feet away, at that moment, I felt that the thing roaring in my hand at this moment was alive. It is touched by me, felt, and then transmits the tremors into my body, and we resonate, as if it is an extension of my life. "That's it for today. Your arm injury hasn't healed these few days. Practice more gunpowder disposition. We'll practice shooting again in a few days." After the practice, Xiao Huan said to me. You don't have to come to deal with business." I nodded in agreement, cupped my fists and exited. A little tired, but also a little excited, when I went back to the house and opened the door, I could smell the fragrance of vegetables. Xiao Qianqing sat at the table with a happy expression, and there were various dishes and soups on the table. I was so hungry that I saw the stewed lotus root and ribs soup in the middle, and jumped on it to fill a bowl, before I had time to ask him: "What are you doing in my room?" "Of course it's because of your hard work in studying art, so I specially asked someone to send my meals here to reward you." Xiao Qianqing said with a smile. He suddenly looked at me and smiled, "I heard that you and my brother-in-law got into a stalemate?" I just swallowed a sweet potato whole and almost choked: "Who did you hear that from?" "The hall master named Su Qian came to tell me." He smiled lightly, eyes watering, "She said that there is something wrong with your relationship with the pavilion master, and more people should know about such an important matter. .” I just said, some women, you can never judge what kind of person she is by her appearance. I sighed: "I really have nothing to do with him... It's just that we are just master and apprentice now." "Master and apprentice?" Xiao Qianqing was surprised, "Then it seems to be really dead." I waved my hand and ignored him: "Let's stop talking, shall we? I want to eat." Day after day after that, Xiao Huan taught me how to practice spears every day, and Xiao Qianqing shuttled back and forth between Jinling and Jinling in the capital. Shu Qinghuan and Fang Chuxue.Now there is no barrier between me and Shu Qinghuan, and we have a very happy conversation. My archery skills are not bad among women, and my eyesight and arm strength are not bad. After more than a month, the bullets in the musket are shot out, not a hundred shots, but also close to ten. Although gunpowder is difficult to deal with, as long as you are careful, you will not go wrong. I have gradually been able to control the strength of the bullet by adjusting the amount of gunpowder in a bullet. Except for the first few days, Xiao Huan's teaching was dispensable, and his affairs were always busy, so he seldom came to ask me. When I was free, I took my gun and ran to the outskirts of the city with more open terrain, and spent the whole day practicing guns. Practicing like this, one day I hurried back from gun practice in the outskirts of the city. When I passed the lotus pond, I suddenly found that the lotus flowers in the pond had been crippled. The autumn of the ninth year of Deyou arrived in this way. The weather was getting colder day by day, Xiao Huan's health was gradually getting worse, and the faint coughing sound in the water pavilion often lasted all night. That day, Hongqing and Ying came to talk to me after dinner. First, they talked about the world, and Hongqing suddenly asked me: "Cang Cang, do you really want to practice shooting well?" I smiled: "Is it strange? A person who has no knowledge and skills suddenly starts to work hard?" Just as he was talking, Ying, who had been seldom speaking, suddenly said: "It's good to work hard to learn guns. My brother has always said that although many martial arts are cruel, they can also be used to protect people. Ugly and bad power is always too much." Strong, so you need to have the strength to protect those who are important to you and the weak who are always being bullied." Neither Hong Qing nor I expected that she would mention Xiao Huan, so we were silent for a while. Ying went on to say: "But my brother always sighed and said that he can't use all his strength to protect the people he wants to protect. He still has a lot to do." She said and shook her head, " I don't understand, why should a person live if he wants to do something but can't? Isn't it painful? Isn't it boring?" A few very light coughs could be heard from a distance outside the open window. In such a night, that person must be busy alone under the lamp again. After a moment of silence, I smiled and said, "Whether it's painful or not, that's my choice, and no one else can do it." "Yeah," Ying nodded in agreement, "That's right, others can't help it." After a while of silence, Hong Qing brought up an anecdote he encountered when he was out on a mission, but the words were taken away. More than ten days have passed in a hurry, and I have been studying martial arts under Xiao Huan's school for two full months. As usual, I can go out to perform tasks with qualified seniors in the pavilion to hone my skills. I have been waiting for Xiao Huan to assign me a task, but unexpectedly he summoned me to him, but he did not give me an order to go out to perform the task, but took me from the entrance of his own room to the stone room under the water pavilion. This stone room has two exits, one is in Xiao Huan's room, and the other is the one that Zhong Lin and I passed through when we escaped. I didn't look carefully last time, but this time I realized that the construction of this underground building is very complicated. It is divided into many rooms. The person who built it many years ago didn't know what they wanted to use it for. This time Xiao Huan took me to a very large stone room. Many oil lamps were lit in the stone room, clearly illuminating the scarlet letters carved on the four walls of the stone walls, the ceiling and the floor. all directions. Xiao Huan motioned for me to come in, then paused and said, "You have practiced very hard these past two months, so how much do you think your current marksmanship can handle against someone with first-rate martial arts in the martial arts world?" I thought about it, and carefully chose my words: "The marksmanship is too different from the martial arts I have practiced in the past. I am not sure that I can deal with people with high martial arts with my current strength. But I think the firing speed of musket bullets It is beyond the reach of any weapon. The former King of Hidden Weapons, the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle, has an extremely fast firing speed. The needle is faster. Therefore, I thought that if I was caught off guard and attacked suddenly, probably even a first-class expert would not be able to avoid my shot, but it would be hard to say if the opponent had precautions." "I understand it pretty well," he nodded, "Just now you mentioned the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle. The firing speed of musket bullets is faster than the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle, and the range is longer, but the musket has a thing that the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle does not have. Weakness, that is, the sound when the musket is fired is very loud. As soon as you shoot, the sound will immediately expose your position to the opponent. From this moment on, after the second and third shots, you have to compete with the enemy Yes, that's the real thing." He said, nodding to me, "Now try to shoot me and see if you can hit me." I raised my eyebrows: "Shoot at Master? Isn't it disrespectful?" He smiled: "It doesn't matter, you don't have to show mercy." He stretched out the index finger of his left hand and raised it to his chest, "Just shoot as hard as you can, and I won't show mercy. Let me see you with my finger Can fire a few shots before it hits your throat." "You don't even draw the sword, just use one finger?" I raised the corner of my mouth, "Master, you look down on me too much." He smiled slightly: "It doesn't matter whether you use a sword or not. I will try my best to attack you, so you'd better think that if you miss me, you will die." After he finished speaking, he nodded, " Let's shoot." He didn't look like he was joking, I concentrated my mind, nodded, stepped back to a suitable distance, raised my arm quickly, and pulled the trigger. The bullet roared out of the barrel, shooting straight at the blue figure. Like a phantom, the figure suddenly disappeared from the direction the bullet was shooting at, and a blue light flashed from the front left in an instant. Without even thinking about it, I quickly shot a second shot at that shadow. The corners of the cyan robe slipped past the corners of his eyes, his throat felt cold, and his fingers were already on my throat. I forgot to breathe for a moment, his eyes were ice-cold, and there was nothing but killing intent in those deep dark pupils. At this moment, I really thought he was going to crush my throat. The killing intent in his eyes gradually faded away, he removed his fingers from my throat, coughed twice, and smiled: "It's good to have time to shoot the second shot when I try my best." I lowered my arms, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on my head in disappointment: "I intend to finish firing six shots." "Then make this your goal." He smiled, pointing to the stones carved with scarlet letters on the wall of the room, "These scarlet letters are arranged according to Fuxi's innate sixty-four hexagrams, you have to keep these directions in mind, Starting today, I will read these directions to you outside. What you have to do is to find and shoot the stones where the directions are located in the shortest possible time. The bullets can hit six rounds at a time. Inside, you have to try your best to ensure that every bullet hits the correct position as much as possible. Only when you do this, can your gun really play a role in the actual combat where the enemy is constantly moving.” I glanced at the stones engraved with the words "Zhongfu", "Guimei", "Qiu" and "Dui", nodded, and then asked: "Then, Master, if I want to beat a master like you, what should I do?" What else needs to be done?" He paused and smiled: "If it was me, then facing an opponent who is much faster than you, you have to do two things. First, you'd better see my figure clearly. I can't even see my body shape, so I can't talk about everything. Second, I have to find a way to drive me into a corner within five shots. Don't think that I can solve it with only one or two or three shots. When facing such an opponent, you must go all out, guess his actions, block all his escape routes, and hit the last blow." "So, in addition to moving fast, I also need to develop extraordinary eyesight and be familiar with all martial arts routines. It's really not easy." I sighed, raised my eyebrows and smiled, "However, when I can stand shoulder to shoulder with you When I was young, I became very powerful, didn't I?" "Yes." He smiled: "It won't take too long step by step." I nodded and smiled, and he didn't say anything else, he pushed the door and walked outside the stone room. After a while, his voice came from outside, very low, but as clear as a whisper in the ear, using the profound internal strength of penetrating into the secret. He announced the names of the positions, and I tried my best to shoot in turn. There seems to be something behind the stone with the direction written on it. The sound of the shot is obviously different from that of other stones. You can tell whether you have hit it or not. Since then, I have practiced like this every day. Although Xiao Huan has a lot of affairs, he can always find time to come to the stone room to teach me how to practice guns. If you calculate carefully, the time spent on practice every day, except for mixing gunpowder and installing bullets More than when I practiced on my own the previous two months. Every few days, Xiao Huan would play hands with me to test the results of the practice. From the beginning, I could only fire two shots, but gradually I was able to fire three shots and four shots, and finally I was able to fire a full six shots. After being able to fire six shots, my marksmanship seemed to have stagnated for a while. When I fought against Xiao Huan, although I could finish the bullets, I always had a feeling of rushing to shoot in a panic. The feeling, not to mention the certainty of the hit, even his figure can't be seen clearly. And every time he passes me by, he will show the same cold eyes as the first time, I can't help but tremble once I see it, the pressure is really great. Every day I desperately want to capture that cyan shadow, I am a little crazy, even when I see a cyan object while walking, I will stop and subconsciously touch the gun in my waist. This day, while practicing marksmanship in my mind, I randomly searched for moving objects in my field of vision as imaginary targets. My eyes were chasing a bird flying in the air, and I tried to imagine it as Xiao Huan. That bird was soaring so fast that I could never catch up with it. Suddenly, I had an idea... How did I understand such a simple truth now? Just like archery, I don't need to chase the prey, but to predict the direction it will fly to, and then hit it! Suddenly I figured it out, I was a little excited, I rushed into the water pavilion and ran to Xiao Huan's desk: "Master, this time I must make you draw your sword!" He raised his head from a pile of documents in surprise, and immediately smiled knowingly: "Okay, come on." He got up and opened the entrance of the tunnel, and led me into the stone chamber. Standing in the center of the stone room, I closed my eyes and thought about the pre-designed plan again, then raised my musket: "Get ready, I'm coming." The first bullet was shot at the direction of "Han", and the bullet rushed straight to Xiao Huan's eyebrows. He moved, he moved to the "brigade" in front of the left, I knew he was going to move to this direction, everyone Everyone has habits, even Xiao Huan is no exception, and I am too familiar with his habits. The second bullet was fired at "Xiao Guo" next to the "Brigade", and the bullet flew past his sleeve. The third, the fourth, "gradual", "view". The fifth one, "Yi", the cyan shadow, finally approached the direction I expected. The sixth bullet was fired without hesitation, "shock", Xiao Huan's chest has moved to the "shock" position. With a sound of "Dang", Wang Feng's mournful whistling echoed in the small room, and the bullet bounced off by the blade of the sword Ding Ding Dang Dang rolled all the way on the bluestone floor of the stone room. With the last blow, I finally forced Xiao Huan to draw out Wang Feng to block the must-have bullet. kill the bullet. I took a long breath and put the gun down: "It really succeeded, I can finally let you draw your sword!" Xiao Huan moved Wang Feng away from his chest, brushed his fingers lightly over the blade, and after confirming that Wang Feng was not damaged, he smiled: "Very good, such rapid progress is beyond my expectation." "There is something even more unexpected than you," I raised my eyebrows, "One day, I will defeat you, stronger than you!" "I'm also waiting for that day." He coughed lightly and smiled. I raised my eyebrows and smiled, my mind full of plans on how to push him further into a corner. It is not difficult to get Xiao Huan to draw his sword once, and it is not difficult to get him to draw his sword again and again, but after forcing him to draw his sword, it is difficult for me to make any progress. I didn’t have a deep experience in the past, but now I understand after I have really fought with him that his swordsmanship has really reached the level of perfection. Whether it is defense or offense, he can do it without leaking. There is no opportunity to take advantage of tricks and traps. My eyes are red from practicing guns every day. Even Xiao Qianqing came to see me from the capital. We were sitting in a restaurant, and I was still a little angrily gesticulating and demonstrating the trajectory of the bullet. Xiao Qianqing talked about a lot of things in his own way, and suddenly he held down my waving hands: "Cang Cang!" I looked up at him: "I know, I'm listening, you said that the civil servants are divided into two factions, fighting openly and secretly to slander each other every day, even my father can't control the scene." As I said that, I started to make gestures again. "Cang Cang!" Xiao Qianqing simply pulled all my hands over and put them in his arms. My body almost fell on him completely, and I quickly glanced at the young girls and young ladies in the restaurant with murderous eyes. Most of these people followed Xiao Qianqing from the street all the way to the restaurant. They always looked at me with eyes that wished to tear me apart, and now they were even more murderous. If eyes could kill, I would have been smashed to pieces. I really can't stand Xiao Qianqing, who obviously has a jealous and resentful face, and always likes to drag me to the street, and ask him why he can't speak in Fenglai Pavilion. The site of "Emperor Brother" made me feel uncomfortable all over. In order not to be turned into ashes under those venomous eyes, I nodded quickly: "Speak, I'll listen carefully." Xiao Qianqing snorted slightly, and was finally willing to let go of my hand a little. I quickly took the opportunity to sit down and keep a distance from him. Xiao Qianqing's eyes moved, and he glanced around intentionally or unintentionally. After those knife-like gazes turned into soft fingers, he turned his head and glared at me: "Those things in the capital are so annoying, I finally got free. I came to see you, and you treat me like this?" I can no longer think about muskets, I held my head a little bored: "That's hard work for you, what do you want me to do to you?" "Cang Cang," Xiao Qianqing called out a little angrily, and said suddenly, "the Chinese New Year will be in two months, and when the Chinese New Year is over, the one-year deadline will come." "Yes," I understood, and smiled, "Congratulations, you will be able to ascend the throne as soon as the deadline is up. What is your year name, have you thought about it yet?" He glanced at me lightly: "The year name doesn't matter. I don't have a concubine. After I ascend the throne, I have to choose someone to be the queen." I said "ah": "Who is going to be canonized? Has anyone chosen?" "Who are you talking about?" He asked lightly. I said "ah" again, and paused: "Xiao Qianqing, why do you like me? I'm not so beautiful, and I was married before. To put it bluntly, it's just a broken flower and a broken willow..." "Don't talk about yourself so contemptuously!" He interrupted me angrily, pinched my chin and made me look at him, "That person doesn't have the courage to cherish you, and you can't belittle yourself either!" He turned his face away, and there was a blush on his white jade cheeks for the first time: "I really like you." I was stunned, and after a while, "Pu Chi" smiled: "Xiao Qianqing, why do you like me?" His face turned redder, and he became angry from embarrassment: "If you like it, you just like it, and there is a reason?" "It's nothing." I quickly waved my hand, holding back a smile, "I'm thinking about your Xiao family's reputation, if you make me a queen, the history books will write scribbles, saying that we are immoral, incest and so on. How will I be written in the history books? It must be said that I am promiscuous, disregarding shame...the queens of the two dynasties, vicious and scheming, plus the promiscuous court, my face in the history books is really impressive..." I don't want to return Forget it, I finally couldn't help laughing when I thought about it. Xiao Qianqing laughed angrily: "Come on, look at your complacent look!" "What pride?" I suppressed my smile and pretended to be dignified, "I still want to leave a virtuous and filial appearance for future generations." "Just you?" Xiao Qianqing snorted out his nose, "I think you would be happier if people say you are a vixen." I glanced at him: "Why do you speak so clearly, it's really annoying." Xiao Qianqing snorted coldly, turned to look out the window, and asked softly after a while: "Cang Cang, do you like me?" "I like it," I smiled, "You look so good-looking, how could there be girls who don't like you?" "You actually said that, Cang Cang, you are so cruel." He looked at me with a mixture of anger and anger, with water in his pale dark eyes, "If I don't look good, you don't like me anymore?" As soon as he showed this seductive look, I felt that there was nothing good about it, and quickly apologized: "Of course I still like it, how could I not like it." "Since I like it very much..." He smiled sweetly. What a crime, it's been so long, as long as he smiles like that, I will still lose my mind in amazement, before I wake up from the bright light, my waist tightens, and I fall into Xiao Qianqing's arms. Under those thin lips, Xiao Qianqing's smell filled my lips and teeth in an instant, with the taste of honey, as fragrant as flowers, how can a man have such a sweet taste? Breathing gradually became disordered, and I involuntarily put my arms around his neck. He finally moved his lips away, and I leaned on his shoulder and tried to breathe evenly while laughing: "You rely on your deep internal strength...to bully me, right? You're almost...suffocated to death." "Do you like it?" He put his mouth next to my ear. I have always been an honest person, so I nodded honestly: "I like it." Xiao Qianqing smiled softly, helped me up, and pointed out the window, "Then what about with him? Do you like being with him?" I raised my head and looked at his fingers. In the teahouse just across the road from this restaurant, half of Shi Yan's body was exposed through the window. On the seat in front of him, Xiao Huanzheng and a wealthy businessman The middle-aged people who looked like sitting opposite each other. The seats of Xiao Qianqing and I are also facing the window, the street is narrow, and the windows on both sides are very close, even if we don't want to watch, our actions just now will probably fall into the eyes of the other party. I turned my head back and smiled: "When I talk to him, my heart beats so fast, I can't think about anything at that moment." Xiao Qianqing smiled lightly and did not speak again. After that, Xiao Huan never mentioned this matter, and I happily pretended not to know.