Qin Dynasty snare people

Purple Orchid Pavilion, among the elegant rooms.

Han Fei looked at Luo Yan who had arrived late with a look of resentment. He had been waiting for him at Zilanxuan all day today and didn't see Luo Yan until dark. This feeling was quite bad.

There is a feeling of being let go.

The most important thing is that I just learned from Zi Nu that Luo Yan was "seduceing" Nong Yu, the oiran of Zi Lan Xuan, in the backyard just now.

Is it because the wine is no longer good, or is Han Fei bored? !

"Brother Luo, Miss Zinu just said that you want to take Miss Yu as your sister?"

Han Fei looked at Luo Yan, narrowed his eyes, and asked suspiciously.

He felt there was something wrong here.

"Well, I feel envious when I see you have a sister, so I just want to take one in for fun."

Luo Yan walked to sit down opposite Han Fei and answered without thinking. At the same time, he curiously looked at the various cups placed on the table. The most special one was the crystal glass cup. He couldn't help but He looked at it.

There are no chemical products in this era, and all crystal glazes are natural.

The cup in front of me is undoubtedly a treasure worth thousands of gold.

For this era.

"Sister is not fun~"

Han Fei thought of his sister Honglian, couldn't help having a headache, and retorted.

"I think your sister Guren is quite cute. By the way, this cup belongs to you!?"

Luo Yan and Han Fei had different opinions. There was a difference between a god sister and a biological sister. A biological sister was very annoying, but a god sister was different. However, there was obviously no need to discuss this topic further. He reached out and picked up the crystal glass cup. He asked Han Fei curiously.

"Of course, I spent a lot of money to get this thing."

Han Fei suddenly became excited when he heard Luo Yan's question, and he could only continue the conversation with Luo Yan.

During the day, he held a cup and waved it towards Wei Zhuang for a long time. Not to mention curious about him, he didn't even look at him. The feeling of talking to a cow was very depressing.

Especially Wei Zhuang’s cold face~

As he spoke, Han Fei picked up the wine bottle next to him and poured the wine into it.

The colorless wine entered it and soon turned into the color of the sea, like rolling waves~

"This thing is called the Blue Sea Coral Zun. It can be said that the fine wine pours into the bottle and the blue sea is shocked."

When Han Fei reached half the glass of wine, he put the bottle down, then reached out to pick up the cup. When he shook it gently, the wine in the cup was like rolling waves, which was extremely magical. Han Fei also looked at the scenery in the cup with an intoxicated face. .

It seems that he is recalling his days in Xiaoshengxian Village.

The land of Songhai is close to the sea. In the past, Han Fei often went to look at the endless sea.

Magnificent and vast.

There is a unique romantic feeling.

"Deserves this name."

Luo Yan looked at this scene and commented.

The cup is a treasure.

However, in modern times, there are too many similar things to see, and it doesn't make Luo Yan exclaim.

Modern "luxury" life is unimaginable in this era.

Even though this world is a crooked world.

"In order to get this cup, I paid a lot of money back then."

Han Fei thought of the past, smiled, and said softly.

If a man fails to win, his youth will be wasted.

When he was young, he was quite absurd and spent a lot of money on stupid things.

"It's worth the money, isn't it? Money can't buy it. I like it. The things I like are worth spending no matter how much they cost, even if they look stupid to others."

Luo Yan chuckled.

Han Fei was slightly startled when he heard this, and then couldn't help but smile: "That's true. I really liked this thing when I got it. Even now, I still like it, but it is useless to keep it. I plan to sell it. , I hope it can be sold at a good price.”

While speaking, Han Fei raised the cup and looked at the ripples of wine in the cup by the light.

"If you can't bear it, just stay~"

Luo Yan looked at Han Fei and suggested.

"But I'm short of money. Brother Luo has already helped me a lot. I can't bear to give up even a cup."

Han Fei put down the cup and said helplessly.

He was too embarrassed to ask Luo Yan for money. After all, Luo Yan had already paved the way for him. If he asked Luo Yan for help with everything, he would look too incompetent.

Blindly asking for things is not Han Fei's style.

"How about selling it to me?"

Luo Yan thought for a while and said softly.

Han Fei shook his head and said, "You can't sell it to Brother Luo for a big price. Besides, Brother Luo really wants it, so how can I be embarrassed to ask for money~"

"Then you take it and sell it. Just don't get cheated."

Luo Yan didn't say anything anymore. He really wasn't interested in the cup.

"That's not the case. The place I'm going to is the Qianlong Hall managed by a farmer. I'm going to participate in a trade fair. Buying and selling is entirely voluntary. I won't make a move unless I see something suitable."

Han Fei chuckled and looked at Luo Yan with burning eyes, as if hoping Luo Yan would say something.

"The farm's Qianlong Hall? Where is it?"

Luo Yan heard this and asked with interest.

"It's a very interesting place at the junction of the three kingdoms of Han, Wei and Chu. There are often some interesting people there."

Han Fei encouraged, seeming to hope that Luo Yan would go with him.

"That's really a pity. I haven't been free recently. I have some things to deal with and I can't leave~"

When Luo Yan heard this, he shook his head and refused without thinking.

He has no plans to leave South Korea during this period. If necessary, he will not even leave Xinzheng, the capital of South Korea.

Either my sister-in-law is no longer charming, or Zilanxuan is no longer fun.

If you have nothing to do, go to the no-no zone to find excitement.

Luo Yan has no such interest.

Luo Yan would not go out and take risks without ensuring his own safety, not to mention that Jing Salamander would not agree to it.

Finished.

Luo Yan also looked at Han Fei in confusion and asked curiously: "You don't care about the affairs in South Korea? Are your two uncles Wang still in jail?"

"It's still early, it's not time for me to appear~"

Han Fei smiled slightly and said softly, he knew these things well.

"Besides, if you're waiting in Xinzheng, you'd better wait outside. It's better to go out and relax first. You won't waste a few days coming back and forth."

"All right."

Luo Yan smiled and didn't ask Han Fei what he was thinking. He believed that Han Fei knew the importance of these things himself.

"Brother Luo, are you really not interested? There are some rare treasures that often appear there~"

Han Fei continued to bewitch him with some reluctance.

"It's not impossible if you want me to go with you. First, you have to convince the general and get him to nod in agreement."

Luo Yan said lightly.

How could he not want to go? However, the current situation was stronger than others. Luo Yan knew very well that he could not leave Korea now, and neither Ji Wuye nor Han Yu would agree.

There are many people staring at him now.

Luo Yan is not as relaxed as Han Fei. He has the character of a swinger brother and can go wherever he wants to play.

Moreover.

Luo Yan is still hiding his identity as Luo Wang's assassin. God knows if Luo Wang is targeting him now. He has made quite a stir these past few days.

"General"

Han Fei muttered, then looked at Luo Yan and lowered his voice and said, "Is he responsible for the military pay case this time?"

"I think you are making things difficult for me~"

Luo Yan looked at Han Fei intently and answered calmly.

"Reveal it, I won't tell it~"

Han Fei looked at Luo Yan and whispered.

"How would I know? I wasn't involved."

Luo Yan rolled his eyes and was too lazy to pay attention to Han Fei.

If he didn't participate, it was obviously Ji Wuye's doing.

Han Fei's eyes flickered and he didn't ask any more questions, because he had already guessed the answer, and Luo Yan's answer was a stamp of approval.