present to the lord

As soon as Fan Haoran woke up, he felt uncomfortable all over his body. The discomfort did not mean that he was hurt, but an indescribable... strange feeling.

He opened his eyes, and what came into his eyes was the clear and bright sky. The maids were divided into two rows and stood respectfully on one side. singing.

He got a headache.Even so, he could tell at a glance that this place was a palace.And a man in a flying fish suit was sitting on the side of the couch and pinching his legs.

This man has a handsome appearance with femininity, exquisite facial features with hostility, and a black gauze hat on his head.His face under the cap was painted with white powder, and he was dressed in a flying fish suit, which made him look different from ordinary people.

"Your Majesty is awake?" The man's voice was slow and relaxed, but more casual. Even though he made a respectful gesture, he could still feel the man's ambition.

Fan Haoran was only stunned for a moment before he came back to his senses, he was able to see the man's fate directly after fully accepting the system, and he confirmed the mission the moment he saw this man.It's just that after all the calculations, he didn't realize that he had become a woman through negligence.

He lay on the couch and did not answer Yu Huatian's words. After a while, Fan Haoran sat up, put his legs on Yu Huatian's lap with a half-smile, and said to the two rows of palace maids: "You all go down!" Let's go." As soon as the mouth came out, there was that soft and charming female voice, and every breath seemed to be moaning, which was very seductive.

Yu Huatian lowered his head slightly, his side face was cold and proud, it was a feeling of struggling to climb up as if his long and slender neck was tense and desperate.Fan Haoran looked at the man's cold and sharp eyebrows and eyes that were gentle and indifferent, he smiled and tore off the heavy gold headdress from his hair.No wonder I always feel uncomfortable.

Seeing that Yu Huatian still had a respectful and flat appearance, as if he really didn't see anything wrong with the woman he saw every day.

Fan Haoran laughed, he took his feet off his strong and slender thighs, and his movements were so neat that he didn't look like a noble concubine in the palace.

After slightly frowning, Yu Huatian evoked a faint smile. Coupled with his graceful face, it was bright and suffocating. It was a kind of sharp blade pierced by the light silver moonlight. The shallow and sharp light came from the cold The sound of the blade sliding across the blade was even more touching and dangerous.

"Your Majesty, the rare fruit from the Western Regions you want has been delivered." Yu Huatian turned around, and the pleated flying fish suit spun in a gorgeous arc, and every pleat was just right as he walked.With that too clean hand, he brought a plate of longevity fruits that had been carefully processed and some fruits that were cut and carved exquisitely in shape and color.

Fan Haoran has lived for so many years without seeing that he is probing, he is now in a woman's body, but the monster power and magic power in his body are exceptionally surging.He has Wan Zhen'er's appearance, with charming makeup on his face, Fan Haoran's frivolous and provocative smile appears on Wan Zhen'er's face, but it is quite strange.

"You don't need to try, I'm not Wan Zhen'er." He looked at a bronze mirror playfully and lightly stroked the makeup on his face, slowly walked his fingertips from the temples to his chin, and clicked: "It looks like this." Old man, why do you have to wrong yourself to serve her half-old lady?"

Yu Huatian's eyes are like thousands of sharp needles flying over, riding the unstoppable cold wind, but his eyes are covered in an instant, as if he has always been so ordinary and calm in his grasp: " Ma'am, don't make jokes."

"Yuhuatian, do you really think I'm joking?" Fan Haoran's face became even more interesting, he reached out and took off the one or two headdresses left on his head and threw them on the ground at random, walking slowly , looking sideways at the man in this plot where thousands of young girls feel sorry for each other, no, Yuhuatian at this moment is just an eunuch, and even calls himself a 'servant' in the palace.

Such an arrogant man who is only willing to look down on others is willing to do this for the sake of power.

Yu Huatian still stood where he was, without any over-excitement at all because of Fan Haoran's approach, and it was a bit weirdly flat: "Then if you are not Concubine Wan Gui, who are you?"

The footsteps stopped, and the man in the shell of a woman made a nondescript gentleman's salute to the bright and proud man. It was ridiculous to do such a gesture in the clothes of a noble concubine, but Fan Haoran exaggerated his actions.He straightened his waist and smiled frivolously, "My next fortune teller, you can call me 'Yuan'. Do you want to tell your fortune?"

After completely confirming that Wan Zhen'er has become a completely irrelevant person, Yu Huatian turned around, lifted the pleated skirt, and sat sideways on Wan Zhen'er's beauty couch. With a bit of flattery in his voice: "Fortune-telling? The governor doesn't believe in fate, he only believes in himself."

Fan Haoran's smile was deep and elusive, that kind of frown that seemed to see through all the eyes, even Yu Huatian was a little shy, and he locked a somewhat dull brow.

"If you don't believe me, don't believe it. It's just...be careful that the wind blows in the rain. Mirrors and their shadows can replace the real ones." He said specious words, squinting his eyes that were drawn alluringly, and his voice was melodic. Take it easy.

"Where are you going?" Yu Huatian watched as Wan Zhen'er, who was not Wan Zhen'er, walked out with manly steps, his soft voice carried a gloomy and cold breath, and there was a needle hidden in his plain words, "This palace You can't live without your mother, you'd better stay and eat."

"Ha, do you want me to stay? You should come and try." He smiled provocatively, he took two quick steps and lightly tapped his toes, and his voluptuous and plump figure flew out immediately, his long hair was blown behind him by the wind Hunting sound.

Yuhuatian saw that Wan Zhen'er was gone for a short while, so he completely believed that this person was really not Concubine Wan Gui.He immediately flew to chase after it, and the speed like anti-gravity was quite amazing, but when he chased out, there was no one in sight.

Yu Huatian's face sank, and the pleated clothes were blown by the wind into a moving posture, vaguely depicting the slender legs in the pleated hem: "Jinliang, find him for the governor." He said to Ma Jinliang who appeared later arrive.It was a man with an iron mask on his face, his face was cold and expressionless.

"Yes, Lord."

But Fan Haoran, who left the palace, bought a house in a dark alley in the city.This room is a bit old, with wooden doors and windows, and a rather elegant bookshelf inside. The layout is not bad, but it is already full of dust and cobwebs.

He spent some money to decorate the inside, after all, he wanted to use his old profession of divination and fortune-telling, and he carried out the bad taste he had always had.In the dim light, surrounded by curtains with intricate patterns, the house is filled with ghostly wood carvings or iron and silverware. Under the dim and thick light, these things seem to be breathing and terrifying.

A mysterious shop began to spread in the city. This shop was located in a dark alley in the city, and the door of the shop was never closed.But the owner of the shop is a charming and charming woman.That woman's name is 'Yuan', she can know the past and the future, and everything she says is the truth, because she never lies.

Wearing Wan Zhen'er's seductive shell, Fan Haoran walked down the stairs lazily. The stairs were a little old, and they made a sound like they were about to break when they were being squeezed while walking.

Downstairs there was a man who was looking at the strange decorations around him. It was a man who was so similar to Yuhuatian that he could be mistaken for the real one, but he was full of street spirit, not as expensive as Yuhuatian like the flowers of Gaoling. Unattainable.

Fengli Dao, formerly known as Bu Cangzhou.An information trafficker who traveled all over the rivers and lakes with only his three-inch tongue.

Fan Haoran is dressed in a man's attire, but this face that does not belong to him will always have a soft and coquettish feeling no matter how rough the expression is.He didn't bother anymore.Seeing someone coming downstairs, he went down two steps, then stood there, looking down at Bu Cangzhou who came to inquire about the information.

"Come up." Fan Haoran leaned on the railing with his left hand, his plump and voluptuous curves are very attractive, his hair is disheveled, probably this woman took care of it carefully when she was in the palace, her hair looks like satin.

As soon as Feng Lidao raised his head, he was stunned. He immediately came back to his senses, and with a foolish smile, he stepped up in three steps, and said, "You are a woman, aren't you afraid that I will be a bad person?"

"Have you brought any money? Here, I can't get in without 100 taels." Fan Haoran opened the heavy tassel curtain hanging, and the light from outside pierced a gap in the darkness inside.

"What? 100 taels!?" Feng Lidao yelled in surprise, then turned his head sideways and muttered, "I, where can I get 100 taels..."

Fan Haoran smiled frivolously with some scrutiny, and he sat on the light silver-gray mat, with one leg curled up indifferently, with the free and easy and strong character of a man.Such a bold action for a woman made Feng Lidao at the side stunned.

"Come and sit down." Fan Haoran gestured to the low table in front of him with his eyes, and there was a special seat for guests on the opposite side.

Feng Lidao looked around in the dark with his eyes wandering, and sat across from him with his neck shrunken, looking a little timid.

"What do you want to ask?" Fan Haoran's two women put their hands on the low table covered with a layer of hemp vines, raised their jaws slightly, lowered their eyes and looked at the man from a subtle angle, with a slow and steady voice With a strange and relaxing rhythm, "Women, power, past, future..." He said slowly, "What do you want to get, and what do you want to know. You can get it all from here, as long as you pay the corresponding amount. pay. Then there's nothing you can't know and get."

A character like Feng Li Dao wouldn't let him use his mental power, he just used some hypnotic methods, which are small and very convenient.

This man loves money and power, for which he would give up everything.But Fan Haoran will not make him happy.

"Then help me figure it out, when will I be prosperous?" Feng Lidao said with a grin and a mouthful of white teeth.

"Many people will ask you this question when they come to me. Stretch out your left hand." Fan Haoran chuckled lightly, his smile was indescribably weird, Feng Lidao was a little concerned, but he didn't feel it That look made him uncomfortable.Fan Haoran held Fengli Dao's four fingers and exposed his palm, and asked, "What's your real name?"

"This thing needs a real name? Ordinary fortune tellers don't just look at palmistry..." Feng Lidao's eyes widened with an exaggerated expression.

"You don't think I'm one of those charlatans." The hand that pinched his finger was squeezed slightly, and immediately he heard the sound of Feng Li Dao begging for mercy, and he said again, "Name."

"Hey, take it easy!" Feng Lidao's expression twisted a little funny, "Bu Cangzhou, my name is Bu Cangzhou."

"Hmm..." Fan Haoran groaned strangely as he looked at his palm.

"What's the matter?" Feng Lidao was a little nervous.

"Is there anyone else in your family?" The fortune teller frowned, pinched his four fingers with one hand, and gently touched the lines and meridians of his palm with the index finger of the other hand, with a somewhat cautious tone.

"No." Feng Lidao also leaned closer to look at his palm, and then stole a glance at the enchanting woman in front of him, "What's wrong?"

"No." The fortune-teller sat up straight and let go of his hand, "You are born of twins, and you have a twin brother. You were separated at birth by fate. Judging by your palmistry, once you meet him, I'm afraid it will be difficult." It is going to be stained with blood, and the danger is unstoppable." The fortune teller seemed to have witnessed everything, "If you don't stop him, he will die because of you."

"Ah!?" Feng Lidao's expression was completely out of control, and suddenly, he seemed to understand something, "You, you mean..." He was a little at a loss, his teeth began to grind up and down unconsciously, and his pupils trembled slightly , kept whispering in his mouth: "What to do, what to do, what to do..."

Fan Haoran sat there quietly, without any emotion in his eyes, the dim light sensitivity made him look as if he was buried in the darkness, and behind him seemed to be thousands of evil spirits who could only break free.Those wood carvings and ghosts of various materials seemed to be staring at the two people sitting in the center of the room at this moment.

"Do you know where he is, my... my brother." Feng Lidao leaned closer, he didn't doubt the woman in front of him at all, because he knew that this fortuneteller never lied.

Fan Haoran took a deep look at this man who valued gold, silver and power very much. This Feng Lidao had been alone in the arena since he was a child. He himself understood the cruelty of this arena best. Trample you into a pile of mud.However, when this person who has never experienced family affection suddenly learned that there is another person who is closest to him by blood, and he is also a twin brother born from a compatriot, a brother who should be protected and taken care of by him.

What will he do?

"You two will meet in the west. It's fate. You are the catastrophe of your twin brother." The fortune teller smiled mischievously, as if he knew everything about the future.

Fan Haoran looted all the money that Feng Lidao carried on his body. Watching this glib man leave in a daze, Fan Haoran didn't feel guilty of cheating others at all. He even looked forward to the future when the two met in Longmen. According to Feng Li Dao's personality, the scene must be very interesting.

As the plot gets closer, the resentment of the people in the higher world becomes more and more intense. After Fan Haoran fully accepted the system, he can feel that the whole world and space have changed under the influence of this resentment. too fragile.He could even have a premonition that if Yuhuatian really died, the world might also be destroyed by resentment.

Yuhuatian must not die, and with him around, that person can't die either.

Fengli Knife has been found here, so it can be expected when Yuhuatian finds it.Sure enough, on the second day, the shop was surrounded by a group of people in flying fish suits.