Qin Dynasty snare people

When approaching Zilanxuan, Bai Feng gently knocked on the wall of the carriage and made some noise, reminding Luo Yan to get ready to get off the carriage.

Luo Yan did not sleep in the carriage. He opened his eyes when he heard the sound, moved his numb body, jumped out, and sat directly next to Bai Feng. At the same time, he looked far away The place is gradually approaching Zilanxuan.

Zilanxuan covers a very large area, and the surrounding land also belongs to Zilanxuan.

It is somewhat similar to those high-end clubs in modern times. Not only is the building itself extremely luxurious and elegant, but the surrounding land has also been converted into a garden, and there is also an open space for the powerful to park their carriages.

Compared with the surrounding scenery, it gives people a strong visual impact.

Maybe this is the rumored art of vertical and horizontal.

After all, the design of Zilanxuan was originally designed by Wei Zhuang, a disciple of Guigu.

I just don’t know how the previous generations of Guiguzi would feel if they knew that the younger generations did this. . .

"How about we go in and sit together?"

Luo Yan glanced at the young man driving the carriage hard next to him and suggested kindly.

After all, Bai Feng drove the carriage well along the way.

Luo Yan still takes good care of his "little brother".

"No, I'm not interested."

Bai Feng's delicate face was very cold, and she seemed to be unhappy with Niao Luoyan, so she said coldly.

Hearing this, Luo Yan looked Bai Feng up and down and said, "Are you a man?!"

Bai Feng frowned and looked at Luo Yan coldly.

"Confucius once said that food and sex are the same, and there is no man who can't be lecherous. Your behavior makes me wonder if there is something wrong with you."

Luo Yan glanced between Bai Feng's legs and said maliciously.

"Confucius would say such a thing?!"

Bai Feng, who had not read much, stared at Luo Yan and asked.

He automatically ignored the second half of Luo Yan's words. He was more concerned about the first half of Luo Yan's words. He naturally knew about Confucius, but he didn't know whether Confucius had ever said such a thing. As a night killer, he But I am not qualified to read Confucian classics.

It’s pretty good to know several languages.

In Bai Feng's view, it was impossible for a big man like Confucius to say such offensive words.

As a scholar, Luo Yan obviously couldn't make fun of Confucius.

But Bai Feng wasn't sure.

Because Luo Yan is not an ordinary scholar.

"You haven't read a book yet. Read more when you have time."

Hearing this, Luo Yan chuckled lightly and did not dare to continue making fun of Confucius. He just said a few words. This era is not modern. If he really made fun of Confucius and spread the word, then Confucian disciples of this era would have to find him. He's in trouble.

And the Confucian disciples of this era are not the powerless corrupt Confucians of later generations.

One can fight better than the other.

Maybe they might just knock on your door and "talk" to you.

That would be great fun.

As the words fell, the carriage stopped steadily at the door of Zilanxuan.

Luo Yan jumped down, said nothing to Bai Feng, and walked towards Zilanxuan as if taking a leisurely stroll in the courtyard, as if he was going home.

Bai Feng watched Luo Yan go away, with a flash of thought in his eyes. He planned to go back and ask Mo Ya to see if Confucius had said that sentence.

The young Bai Feng is still very motivated and curious.

. . . . . .

Although Zilanxuan hasn't opened its doors yet, who is Luo Yan?

With this face, this figure, and this mouth.

There is no door in this world that he cannot enter.

Of course, only for girls.

With his sharp tongue, Luo Yan successfully entered Zilanxuan without encountering any obstacles. Along the way, he also attracted a large group of women to come and watch, including young girls and royal sisters. Luo Yan had the illusion that he had fallen into a land of daughters. The most important thing was that there were quite a few brave young ladies among them. Their little hands secretly touched him, which made him feel a little embarrassed.

He is not a casual person.

"What are you doing? You have nothing to do. Be careful, Sister Zi will come out to teach you a lesson!"

Qingqing inserted her small waist and scolded those unruly hooves.

But these words are obviously harmless.

Some girls even covered their mouths and retorted: "What about you, Sister Qingqing? You have tasted it yourself, so you won't let your sisters touch it. How can this be true?"

"That's right~"

"Sister Qingqing wants to eat secretly again. Let's go tell Sister Zi that Sister Qingqing is hooking up with her man~"

. . . . . .

Of course, these are just words.

The girls present all knew how to behave and just be sneaky. If something happened to Luo Yan, many of them would not have the guts even if they had the heart.

Because all the sisters now think that Luo Yan and Zi Nu are related.

Although Zi Ya denied it, none of these girls were human beings, so how could they not see that Zi Nu was upset.

Therefore, all the girls present were very curious about Luo Yan, a special guest who might be his uncle in the future, while also keeping a certain distance.

"You have nothing to do?!"

At this moment, Zi Nu, who heard the noise, exposed half of her body from the railing on the third floor. Her deep purple eyes glanced at the noisy sisters, her voice was soft and charming, and a bit lazy.

The seemingly harmless words instantly cooled the atmosphere in the venue.

For a moment.

One by one, the girls turned into elegant ladies again, and each one covered their mouths, smiled softly, and left in small steps.

Luo Yan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

He almost thought he was going to be eaten alive by these women just now, and he was a little overwhelmed.

There are simply too many enemies.

Zi Nu slowly walked down from the third floor. She was still wearing the purple close-fitting dress. She had an extremely plump figure and a mature and charming temperament. The sound of high heels hitting the stairs seemed to hit Luo Yan. heart.

"It's only noon, why does Mr. Luo have time to come to my place~"

Purple Girl walked down the stairs, giving people the beauty of a stage show. With her face that had not yet been painted with heavy makeup, it added a bit of elegance and coolness. Her lips moved slightly and she asked curiously.

"You really look better without makeup. No, I feel like I'm going to be so beautiful by you~"

Luo Yan covered his chest and said with a painful look on his face.

"Pfft~"

Qingqing on the side looked at the funny Luo Yan, couldn't help it, covered her mouth and chuckled.

At the same time, the girls who had not gone far also laughed and looked here one after another. For a moment, the atmosphere got a little out of control.

Zi Nu pursed her lips and looked at Luo Yan, who was pretending, with an angry and funny look.

She felt that Luo Yan was here to torture her, and he made her feel uneasy with just a few words.

It was really impossible to connect the Luo Yan in front of him with the person who said those words in the Korean Hall two days ago.

How could such a person say such a thing.

"If Mr. Luo really dies in Zilanxuan, this little girl won't be able to afford the compensation."

Zi Nu did not approach Luo Yan directly, but kept a few steps away. She stood at the entrance of the stairs, looking at Luo Yan, with a faint smile on her lips, and chuckled.

"I've told you several times, call me Zhengchun."

Luo Yan looked at Zi Nu with dissatisfaction and corrected him.

Zinu rolled her eyes at the unruly Luo Yan and ignored him. Her beautiful eyes glanced at the sisters watching the show fiercely, scaring them away. Then she glanced at Luo Yan and said softly: "Go." Let’s talk in the backyard.”

After saying that, he twisted the water snake's waist and walked towards the backyard of Zilanxuan.

Luo Yan shrugged his shoulders, smiled at Qingqing, and followed him.