Unclean

It is impossible to say that Yan Yunhe was not panicked, but while nervous, he also had the same doubts as Jiang Song in his heart.

That is... Yu Qin actually likes this type?

He thought that Yu Qin should like women, but maybe men can too?

But he believed that Yu Qin didn't visit the brothel out of interest, and he was more likely to come in and arrest people.

Yan Yunhe calmed down, he just took off his coat and put on the gauze worn by the young lady, the soft sword in his waist was useless, and he still had a pair in his boots.

He subconsciously touched his feet, and suddenly realized that he had taken off his boots under the bed just now to hide on the bed.

Gritting his teeth, Yan Yunhe fumbled in his pocket. There was still a drug hidden there, and there was a hidden weapon in his wrist.

People like them can drop more than a dozen weapons when they take off their clothes, so they are prepared.

Yan Yunhe lifted the curtain and got out of bed, and the colorful beads collided with each other with crisp sounds.

Why is this house so gaudy, even more exaggerated than Wanhualou.There are tulles everywhere, blocking the view.

But if there is a fight, these tulles are a good cover.

Yan Yunhe's feet in white socks stepped on the thick carpet without making any sound.

Yu Qin sat at the table with his back to him, took off the golden mask on his face, and put it aside.

Yan Yunhe moved his fingers slightly, and slid the flying knife on his cuff to his right hand: "This official, what's your name?"

Yu Qin turned around suddenly and reached out to grab Yan Yunhe's arm, which happened to be his right hand.

Yan Yunhe was so frightened that he shrank his arms back, and quickly hid the knife in his waist: "Why are the officials so impatient, you haven't told me yet, what's your name?"

Yu Qin looked at Yan Yunhe very strangely.It's not exactly enthusiastic, but it's not the sight you should have when you meet for the first time.

But soon, Yu Qin restrained his expression and said in a low voice: "You can call me Han Chu."

Yan Yunhe was silent, his eyes hidden behind the mask narrowed dangerously, and Yu Qin actually asked the Xiaoguan who met him for the first time to call him, so affectionately.

He has known Yu Qin for ten years, and he only called Yu Hanchu not long ago.

Yan Yunhe walked around the table nimbly, poured a glass of wine for Yu Qin, and the drug leaked into the glass through his fingers: "Master Han Chu, do you want a drink?"

Yu Qin glanced at his hands, Yan Yunhe's hands were not like the hands that a young man should have, not only not white and smooth enough, but also had many fine scars on the knuckles.

Yan Yunhe smiled awkwardly and said: "Before entering Nanfeng Pavilion, my family was poor, and I did a lot of rough work."

Yu Qin said meaningfully: "Really?"

Yan Yunhe handed the wine glass to Yu Qin's lips: "My lord, please."

He stared at Yu Qin's pale lips, and almost pried open his mouth and poured wine into it.

Yan Yunhe really didn't want to fight Yu Qin anymore, not because he was afraid that he would not be able to fight, but because he was afraid that the current Yu Qin would not be able to withstand his palm.

Yu Qin turned his face slightly, the candlelight crossed the red gauze and fell between his brows and eyes, revealing a little ambiguity: "Before you let me drink, can I take off my mask first?"

Yan Yun covered his face with his sleeves, and said in a pretentious way: "Your Excellency, drink first, and I will pick it off after drinking."

After the coquettish words, goosebumps all over his body, Yan Yunhe forced himself to act out the numbness.

The next moment, Yu Qin stretched out his hand and rushed towards his face. Why didn't Yan Yun dodge or avoid it, and the fox mask flew out, revealing the whole picture.

What appeared under the light was a handsome and youthful face, which was far from Yan Yunhe's original appearance.

Yu Qin frowned, reached out to pinch his chin, and pulled him in front of him.

Yan Yunhe pretended to be frightened: "My lord, why did you do it so suddenly?"

Yu Qin's fingers carefully touched his forehead, slid across the corners of his eyes, and finally stopped on his chin, as if to confirm the authenticity of this face.

Yan Yunhe thought that luckily he changed his face, and he had the most powerful disguiser do it for him.

The technique of the disguiser is to change the bone phase of the person, add the stimulation of drugs, and then achieve the effect of changing the face.

This could be said to be Yan Yunhe's face, but not his.It is impossible for Yu Qin to find traces of the connection of the human skin mask, because it is not a mask at all.

Yan Yunhe held Yu Qin's wrist with both hands: "My lord, I have seen and touched, should I drink?"

Yu Qin let go of his hand suddenly, and his expression became much lighter: "What's the matter with the eyes?"

Yan Yunhe touched his eyelids: "I have the blood of Hu people in my ancestors, do you like it? Many guests like it, I think it is special."

"I don't like it." After Yu Qin finished speaking without changing his expression, he pushed Yan Yunhe away: "Did a thief break into this room?"

Yan Yunhe showed a little fear and said: "See, a man in black suddenly broke into the room just now, and then went out through another window."

"Since you saw the thief, why didn't you call him?" Yu Qin asked.

"I yelled, but I was locked in the room because I was punished, they thought I was yelling indiscriminately to get out." Yan Yunhe said innocently: "Didn't you hear what the steward said just now, saying that I have a rough temper. "

Yu Qin stood up and walked towards the bed.

The bedding was a bit messy there, but no one was hiding in it.Looking at the beams of the house, there is no trace of the thief.

Yu Qinsuo inspected any place in the room where people could hide, the screen wardrobe, and even the underside of the bed with a scabbard. There was no one else in the room except the young man in front of him.

Yan Yunhe followed Yu Qin quietly, and had already prepared the drug in his hand, and when Yu Qin turned around, he sprinkled it on the other's face: "My lord, the assassin really didn't hide in my room, or you should go elsewhere." Let's look for it somewhere."

Yu Qin put his hand on the knife, turned around slowly, suddenly grabbed Yan Yunhe's hand, and dragged him roughly in front of him.

He is tall enough, and now the top of Yan Yunhe's head will reach the opponent's chin, and after this delay, his whole body will almost fall into Yu Qin's arms.

What Yan Yunhe looked at was the side of Yu Qin's neck.

The slender and white lines stretched all the way into the lapel, and were tightly blocked, no matter how many there were, they couldn't be seen.

Why is Jin Yiwei's clothes so tight? Yan Yunhe sighed with emotion, and the sword in the sleeve on his left wrist slipped into his palm.

There was numbness in the lower back, Yu Qin's fingers pressed there, and the throwing knife hidden in it was taken out by the other party, and he threw it not far away, and when it was inserted into the wooden board, it made a thumping sound.

Yan Yunhe raised his hand and waved his sword, Yu Qin had already taken precautions and avoided it.

Taking advantage of the other party's dodge, Yan Yunhe took advantage of his random thoughts to escape towards the window.

As soon as he stepped onto the long table by the window, several flying needles hit him where he was standing.Yan Yunhe turned to the ground and looked at Yu Qin through the flying veil: "Your Excellency is so rough, few young ladies will like it."

Yu Qin went up with the knife, Yan Yun was afraid that he would show his body skills, and if Yu Qin found out that he was wrong, he could dodge as often as he could, hide as much as he could, and hardly made a move.

After dozens of hands, the red gauze on his body was ragged by the golden knife. Yu Qin seemed to hate Yan Yunhe's clothes, or just because of an injury, he missed his shot. Apart from the torn clothes, Yan Yunhe actually No one was hurt.

Yan Yunhe tossed the tattered coat aside casually: "Your Excellency is really compassionate, do you have such a satisfied face?"

Holding the knife, Yu Qin even thought of gossiping with him: "You have a good face, but your eyes are not good."

Yan Yunhe couldn't laugh anymore, and when he raised his right hand, three flying knives flew straight at Yu Qin's eyes: "My lord is also good-looking, but his eyesight is not good."

When Yu Qin avoided the flying knife, Yan Yunhe had already arrived in front of him.

He jumped up, clasped Yu Qin's right hand holding the knife with both arms, and clamped the opponent's body with his legs, and threw Yu Qin to the ground with the strength of his waist.

He practiced martial arts since he was a child, and the Marquis of Yong'an found many masters for him, and he got involved in all kinds of ways.

What is revealed at this moment is yet another technique.It is a method that can quickly suppress the opponent after getting close. By borrowing strength and locking the opponent's joints, the opponent's actions can be controlled.

It is useful, but it is not very good-looking to fight, and there are many dirty tricks.

But he forgot that at this time his figure was not as good as before, and the strength he displayed was also greatly reduced.

Not only did Yu Qin fail to fall to the ground, but he was pinched by his thigh and slammed against the wall next to him. Yan Yunhe hit the wall with his back and made a muffled sound.

Because of this movement, the porcelain on the table fell to the ground and shattered into countless pieces.

Enduring the severe pain in his back, Yan Yunhe was also forced out of his temper. He grabbed Yu Qin's collar, and with the sound of silk being ripped, half of the unsightly collar was split.

Taking advantage of the moment of Yu Qin's astonishment, he wrapped his legs around Yu Qin's waist, opened his mouth and bit the other's shoulder hard.

When the opponent's body became stiff due to the pain, Yan Yunhe suddenly slid down from the gap formed by Yu Qin and the wall, and got out between the opponent's legs in embarrassment.

Before he got up, his ankle tightened, and it was Yu Qin who grabbed his right leg and dragged him back.

At this moment, the door was pushed open, and Jiang Song said loudly, "My lord, I heard something! But that thief..."

Jiang Song suddenly looked at the two people who were facing each other by the wall. The young lady's robe was cut to pieces, the collar of his adult was also torn, and red marks were bitten on his shoulders.

At this moment, the adult is holding Xiaowan's ankle, and it seems that he is about to get to the point.

Jiang Song suddenly backed out and closed the door.

The steward came to his side in a hurry, and said anxiously, "Did that brat lose his temper again! I already said he has a wild temper, and he hasn't been trained well yet."

After all, he was going to reach out and push the door open, Jiang Song grabbed his neck and dragged him aside: "Go, my lord... is still, still interrogating him!"

At this moment, Yu Qin, who was "interrogating" the prisoner, was waved by Yan Yunhe, and white powder hit his face.

The medicine worked so fast that Yu Qin only inhaled a little before feeling dizzy.

Before he fell completely, someone gently supported the back of his neck and put him on the ground.

In the hazy vision, the man straddled him, took off his clothes, his body was dimly illuminated by the candlelight, full of old wounds.

The other party stretched out his hands and took off his robe: "Since Han Chu cut my clothes, he should pay me for it."

He didn't touch the flying fish suit, but took off the purple shirt of the same color inside, leaving a middle coat for Yu Qin.

Yan Yunhe wraps his purple shirt so that his robe just touches the ground.

He turned over to the edge of the window, and brought the gangster who was hiding outside into the room, smiled apologetically at the other party, and put the money on the table: "Sorry, I smashed your room. If the money is not enough, remember you Master Yu who is behind him is on the account."