[comprehensive] superior skills

Both Lu Xiaofeng and Sikong Zhaixing are people who like to bet with others, especially Lu Xiaofeng who pretends to be romantic.

When a stranger who thinks he knows him very well wants to do everything possible to lead the former into a trap that will bring countless troubles, the best way is to prepare a charming woman and a jug of good wine.

Because Lu Xiaofeng who drank alcohol was always soft-hearted towards women, and it was precisely because of his tenderness that he could move those women who threw themselves into his arms with various purposes, making them willing to give everything for this prodigal son, even before betraying him. man.

According to Sikong Zhaixing's words, if Lu Xiaofeng wanted to steal a woman's heart, it would definitely be easier than picking something out of a bag.

He also said another sentence, if Lu Xiaofeng is compared to a big rooster with a beautiful tail, then it must be surrounded by a group of little hens scrambling to eat first.

But right now, this prodigal son who was supposed to be omnipotent in love has suffered a big loss after offending a beautiful snake.

Or Wusongkou Baoshan North Bank.

Several court officials had already been waiting on the pier, and the two most conspicuous among them were the old eunuch and Qi Shaobao who had appeared in Longxiao Palace.

When the Hua family's lucky boat slowly drove into the dock and put down the gangway, the eagerly awaited old eunuch hurried over with a few attendants.

Looking left and right, he couldn't recognize the white-haired and red-faced hostess, so he could only look at Hua Manlou for help.

After receiving the letter from Hongyan from Longxiao Palace, the old eunuch immediately rushed all the way from the capital to Baoshan Qianhusuo. He happened to meet Hua Ruling, the head of the Hua family who was also waiting for good news. Naturally, he also learned about the destined person. identity of.

Hua Manlou was a very considerate and kind person when he was blind, how can he turn a blind eye when he sees the look of anticipation and anxiety on the old man's face with his own eyes.

He took a light step and let out the pretty maid standing behind him.

The old eunuch didn't know this little maid with beautiful features, but he recognized the shark tears hanging on the girl's chest at a glance, that extremely beautiful and rare treasure.

"Palace Master, this old servant has brought the items you specified."

His voice was urgent, "Submit the things quickly!"

Hearing the call, three Jinyiwei Qianhu in flying fish suits and embroidered spring knives strode up.

One of them was holding a wooden box three feet long and three feet wide, another was holding a narrow scroll, and the other was holding a jade bottle no more than one finger high.

The old eunuch opened the scroll first, it was a painted bust, and the painter also introduced the person's life and past in great detail in the blank space.

After the other party nodded slightly, the old eunuch opened the second wooden box.

This box is not as obvious as the picture scroll just now, because apart from the ice stuffed all around, there is another wooden box no more than six inches square hidden in it.

It wasn't until the old eunuch carefully opened the lid that everyone on board discovered that it contained an acquaintance whom they had just met.

Although his body is gone, the well-maintained head is still lifelike.

The journey from Shuntian Mansion to Baoshan is more than a thousand miles away, and who can make a dead man look undefeated during the arduous journey of galloping all night, except for the current emperor who is sitting in the world, who else can do it.

Although the autumn sun was still warm on people's bodies, a chill rose in the hearts of Lu Xiaofeng and the others.

What made them afraid was not the human head in the box, but the emperor's determination to find a way to live forever, rather than pouring all the power of the country.

If the owner of Longxiao Palace had not been born, the emperor would not have made such a crazy move even if he was obsessed with seeking immortality and asking.

But it would be too unfair to blame the hostess who threw out the bait.

A person who has no principles and only desires is terrifying, but now this man who is willing to be driven by desires is the lord of the Ming Dynasty who is sitting in the world.

Lu Xiaofeng looked down at his trembling fingers, and suddenly felt that even if he stayed on the bottom of the sea digging cabbage for a lifetime, it would be better than staying on the shore to face an emperor who was about to be enchanted.

The old eunuch didn't care how much mental shock this incident would bring to others, he just picked up the jade bottle in order as usual, and offered both hands to the same calm little maid.

Song Ci lightly brushed towards the seal, "Tell the emperor that he was given the immortal medicine today not because he gave up Zhang Dingsi, a villain, but because he saved tens of thousands of people who were indirectly killed by Zhang Dingsi."

She returned the jade bottle containing a pill to the old eunuch, "Heaven has no relatives, and the merits are immeasurable. If you can break it, you will have a chance."

Those who can ascend to the throne are naturally rare smart people. She believes that Zhu Yuanzhang's descendants will never be so stupid that they can't even understand the literal meaning.

"Yes, our family will definitely convey the palace master's kindness to His Majesty without saying a single word!"

The old eunuch bowed his body, tightly held the heavy medicine bottle and retreated, and left the pier under the heavy protection of Jin Yiwei.

A few steps away, Lu Xiaofeng with a complex expression sincerely admired him: "I feel that the Palace Master's actions are the real meritorious deeds."

Song Ci snorted softly, "It can be seen that in your heart before, I was just a restless person who likes to stir up wind and rain, even if I cured Huamanlou's eyes as promised."

Lu Xiaofeng was speechless.

Because to this day, he still thinks that the master of Longxiao Palace is a person who likes to stir up wind and rain, although she has a better bottom line than those strong men who fight with power.

Sikong Zhaixing, who suddenly appeared, slapped him lightly, "Lu Xiaoji, how long are you going to ramble on, I've had enough of the smell of the sea, and besides, Master Hua is still waiting below!"

Huamanlou shook his folding fan lightly, and sighed: "It's not that Lu Xiaofeng is unkind, but that Hua feels timid because of being close to the country, and doesn't know what to do."

With this sigh, he exhausted the melancholy and reluctance in his heart, and it was also full of infinite expectations for the future.

Zhuang Sheng Xiaomeng, the previous Huamanlou has gone with the clouds, how should the new Huajia Qitong start?

He was originally the most optimistic and cheerful person, but when he found that since he regained his sight, he would always inadvertently think of the fierce face of Iron Shoes, he deeply understood that many things had already quietly changed .

Lu Xiaofeng took his hand, "I think it would be the best thing if you just give Hua Shibo a complete son."

"Yes, you are right."

Hua Manlou suddenly smiled, "It's time to meet father and brothers."

The three of them walked a few steps outside, Lu Xiaofeng stopped and asked Ximen Chuuxue who was standing with his sword in his arms, "Aren't you leaving?"

"Walk."

Ximen Chuuxue replied: "It's time for me to go back to Wanmei Villa."

The ten-year contract is approaching in no time, and no matter whether he wins or loses, he must use his best state to meet this battle.

Ximen Chuuxue left after he finished speaking.

Dressed in white and a fast horse, he disappeared from the sight of Lu Xiaofeng and the others.

Song Ci suddenly admired him a little.

Except for the sword in his hand, Ximen Chuuxue seemed to have never thought about anything else in his mind, and this alone occupied his entire consciousness.

The joys and sorrows in the world are just a drop in the ocean in his heart, and perhaps only such a pure person is worthy of that snow-white dress.

Hearing the noise getting closer, Song Ci let out a long sigh of relief, "It seems that I should go too."

"Are you going too?"

Lu Xiaofeng wondered: "Since the palace master is willing to go ashore with the boat, why not go to Peach Blossom Castle to stay for a few days, I believe Hua Shibo will treat you well."

Song Ci said with a smile: "The reason why I accompanied you before is because the maid was supposed to be by the young master's side."

"What's the difference now?" Lu Xiaofeng asked again.

Song Ci replied playfully: "Now that the young master and his family are reunited, the servant girl should retire. But I think since the playboy will return to Peach Blossom Castle with his father and brother, he shouldn't mind lending me the small building?"

Anyway, she doesn't have a fixed residence on land, so she might as well go to the Baihua Building to rest.

Huamanlou nodded without hesitation, "The door of Baihualou is always open, especially to friends."

"Do you think we are already friends? But we haven't known each other for more than a month." Song Ci said in surprise.

Hua Manlou chuckled and said: "Friendship is not measured by time, it is a feeling that is inexplicable, implicit and beautiful. No matter how reasonable a person is, they can't really make a clear conclusion for the word friend. But many Sometimes when you see that person for the first time, you will feel that he must be your friend."

This feeling is not as strong and hot as love, it is as gentle as waves brushing over fine sand, but it is a wordless bond.

"you are right."

Song Ci suddenly smiled happily, "A Ci, my name is A Ci. A person who always leaves at the end."

Huamanlou also laughed, "I am Huamanlou. A person who has friends and flowers will live a happy life."

Lu Xiaofeng said in an unpleasant way: "Since we are all friends, can I make a suggestion?"

Sikong Zhaixing sneered, "You want to replace those two white eyebrows?"

Lu Xiaofeng nodded, "It seems that what Hua Manlou said is correct, you thieves really know me better than the worm in my stomach."

Sikong Zhaixing was still sneering, "I advise you not to do that, Lu Xiaofeng with white eyebrows is always better looking than a bald Phoenix."

Seeing that the members of the Hua family had found the gangplank, Song Ci, who had easily turned over the side of the boat, raised his voice before fleeing: "If anyone wants Lu Xiaofeng with four eyebrows back, come to Baihualou to find me!"

Sikong Zhaixing, who hurriedly chased after him, was only one step behind but didn't even see the waves, "Is she back in the sea?"

"No, she's in Baihualou." Huamanlou said firmly.

Sikong Zhaixing couldn't believe it, "Could it be that you opened a tunnel leading to Baihualou here?"

Hua Manlou shook his head and sighed softly: "It's not that I opened up the underground tunnel, but the sea fairy realized the way of heaven and earth."

Otherwise she wouldn't have smiled so sadly for those who lost their lives.

At this time, Song Ci, who had realized the way of heaven and earth in other people's mouth, had already changed his costume and appeared on the long street outside Baihualou.

In the past 20 years, she has tasted delicacies from all over the world by searching for secrets, and even the wild beehives far away across the ocean have not escaped her keen sense of smell comparable to that of gourmets.

But no matter how many delicacies she has tasted, she will always be attracted by the inconspicuous small stalls on the street, as if an invisible hand is pulling at the corner of her clothes, and softly pleads: "Eat some more, just taste it." .”

Whenever this happens, Song Ci will follow the wish in his heart and sweep away those snacks that are enough for ordinary people to break their stomachs one by one.

There may be passers-by who pretend to be noble and arrogant, but she feels that there is nothing to be ashamed of.

Ever since Song Ci decided to share misfortune and good fortune with the original owner, she felt that as long as she could satisfy the other party's dying wish, it would be okay to do anything, let alone such a trivial matter in front of her.

So when she stepped into the Baihua Building with her arms full of food, there was only a faint afterglow left in the sunset glow in the sky.

It was quiet in the small building.

After leaving the master, what remains here is not only darkness, but also boundless loneliness.

Song Ci stepped up the stairs lightly, sitting on the chair like the master who could only recall the beautiful colors that appeared in his life countless times in his heart, feeling the feeling of the evening breeze lingering around him.

After a while, she suddenly found that there was one more person worthy of her admiration.

Is it true that Hua Manlou loves to laugh by nature? Song Ci doesn't think so.

A seven-year-old child can live so strong and optimistic after being blind, so it is not because of the suffering that fate bestowed upon him.

When someone criticizes behind his back, he is strong with a smile; when his parents are sad and blame themselves, he smiles and comforts them.

No one knows how hard it is to learn to be blind and move freely, because the only one who knows is also smiling to cover up wounds.

Song Ci let out a long sigh, and used the clarinet to drive a group of white pigeons to the direction of Peach Blossom Castle, hoping to add some good omens to tonight's wedding banquet through them.

She didn't regret that she rejected the Hua family's deal on Mid-Autumn Festival last year, otherwise she wouldn't be so lucky to meet Lu Xiaofeng and his party.

Thinking of the prodigal son who attended the dinner with a sad face by her friend's side, she found a potion and mixed a little hair growth agent.

Song Ci originally thought that according to Lu Xiaofeng's emphasis on those four eyebrows, he would come here without a break, but he didn't know that someone came to ask for help until the evening of the third day, and she was still a very beautiful woman.

The panic-stricken woman rushed into the small building with multiple screams, and ran up the stairs after trampling countless delicate flowers.

"Young master, please save me, someone is going to arrest me!"

Like a frightened little rabbit, the woman hid behind the young man wearing a black hat and a golden brocade cloak, and timidly looked in the direction of the door.

Song Ci embroidered the double-petalled peony in his hand as if no one was there, and only glanced at it lightly when four other pursuers with fierce blades rushed upstairs, "Your Excellency is here to find someone?"

The vicious man was stunned for a moment, and shouted: "Hand over the girl behind you!"

Song Ci inserted the embroidery needle into the corner of the embroidery frame, "Here is the person, you can get it yourself."

The man sneered and said: "Young man, I advise you not to stand up for others, otherwise it will be too late to regret it in the future!"

"When did I say I wanted to stand up for others?"

Song Ci laughed wilder than him, "If you are kind enough to help me take this woman away, I would like to thank you instead!"

Before the chasing soldiers were stunned by the reversal of the plot, the rabbit woman who was hiding behind jumped out first, "Young master! Why are you refusing to save him?!"

Her eye sockets were already wet, and the corners of her mouth quivered with infinite grievances.

Song Ci asked without answering, "Are you looking for Huamanlou?"

The woman bit her lower lip tightly, "I just want to save my life, why won't you help me?"

"You really want me to help you?" Song Ci asked again.

The woman's tears rolled down her cheeks, "As long as you are willing to help me, I am willing to pay any price!"

"Ah, self-inflicted evil, can't live."

Song Ci looked at her with compassionate eyes, "Greed, hatred and obsession, do you know where your greatest pain comes from? It's your face. Every time you see it in the mirror, you will feel a wave of pain. It's a bone-piercing pain. Fortunately, I haven't made a big mistake yet, and I will help you out."

After hearing these endless words, not only the sad woman stopped crying, but even the four pursuers blocking the stairs couldn't help but look at each other.

Their expressions were even weirder than when they suddenly saw a heroic man embroidering embroidery, and they didn't even know how to speak the lines they had originally planned.

The chasing soldiers are not in a hurry, but the woman who is running for her life is in a hurry.

She only felt throbbing and restless, as if clusters of weeds bred by desire were about to break out from the bottom of her heart, penetrate the blood and skin, and be exposed naked to everyone's eyes.

However, in just a few breaths, the woman discovered with horror that those weeds that fed on flesh and blood really entangled her, and even wrapped her into an airtight cocoon.

The woman's face was no longer visible, but the pursuer's face was as bleak as a ghost waiting to be put into a frying pan.

Song Ci finished the last few stitches on the embroidery bandage, and showed a seemingly gentle and cruel smile to the four stiff young men, "I don't think anyone will mistake Shangguan Feiyan for Princess Danfeng again from now on. Now, she doesn't have to wrong herself to pretend to be someone else. Wouldn't everyone be happy?"

The author has something to say:

Song Ci: Before Lu Xiaofeng's beard grows, Shangguan Feiyan's hairy boy was born first. =, =

Also, can anyone tell who the heroine is playing? It's Lin Xia's version of Dongfang Invincible, the favorite of scumbag authors.

Make a snowman, okay~~