I am a madman

Chapter [-] only cares about me

Jing Luohua frowned, but didn't dare to move rashly.

Seeing the sudden appearance of the icy man and coming to Xia Mingyu in a flash, he hastily said, "Your Excellency is the Lord of the Dead Bamboo Cliff?"

Zang Feng leaned over, carefully looked at Ming Yu's bewildered face, and ignored Jing Luohua.

Biting her lip, she felt a little unwilling. When had Jing Luohua been so neglected by a man?

"Master Zang Feng Ya, this young master is a distinguished guest of the slave family. He has drunk too much now and needs to rest. Ruo Ya master has nothing important to do. Let's talk about it after the young master sobers up." Jing Luohua bowed to Zang Feng, I want to get closer.

Unexpectedly, the man suddenly stretched out his hands and hugged Xia Mingyu, and he was completely trapped in his arms. Without even looking at her, he jumped lightly onto the railing of the Yellow Crane Tower.

Jing Luohua was astonished, and hurried to the window, shouting in panic: "What are you going to do?! What is your relationship with Young Master? Young Master, he seems to have never offended Shi Zhuya!"

Jing Luohua's affection for Mingyu was still very deep, and she didn't think of other possibilities for a while, she was only worried that Zang Feng was here to seek revenge.

Zang Feng looked into the distance, and when he heard Jing Luohua's cry, his cold blue eyes instantly looked over.

The turbulent river waves set off gusts of wind, blowing away Zang Feng's long black hair, flying wildly, and entangled with his white clothes.

Standing tall and straight like a sword, he stood proudly and sharply on the eaves, without saying a word.

Jing Luohua's eyes flickered, how could there be anyone else on the eaves?

Zang Feng swiftly took Xia Mingyu away...

Putting his index finger in his mouth, frowning and biting his nails, someone behind him asked in a deep voice, "Do you want to chase after him?"

Luo Hua sighed: "I didn't expect to run into the Lord of the Dead Bamboo Cliff, don't chase, with the strength of Zangfeng, even if you go out at the same time, you won't see a shadow."

"Young Master Xia has been captured, does the hall master have any countermeasures?" The person who spoke hid himself in the shadows and never saw his appearance clearly.

Luo Hua looked at the Yellow Crane Tower, which was already empty, and sat down with a sigh. Fortunately, she ordered the upstairs to be emptied as soon as Nie Buqiu appeared, otherwise...

Few people in this Jianghu have ice blue eyes, and there are few people who don't know that Zang Feng has a pair of ice blue eyes.

Jing Luohua was silent for a long time before saying: "It seems that I have to tell the steward the matter truthfully."

The man was surprised and said: "Are you going to return directly? If Mr. Xia hasn't invited you, Hall Master, you will be in danger!"

She closed her eyes, waved her hands wearily and then raised her forehead and said, "You go down first, let me think about it."

Jing Luohua realized that something was wrong, why did the master who never asked about Jianghu affairs suddenly invite Mr. Xia to meet him?

And that Steward Jiang, his actions are too suspicious...

In terms of appearance, Jing Luohua is not as refined and pleasant as Qin Shuangyun, in terms of momentum, Jing Luohua is not as heroic as Song Wanyue, and in terms of temperament, Jing Luohua is not as arrogant as Tsinghua.

But in terms of intelligence, the three of them together are not as good as Jing Luohua.

Slightly holding his forehead, several hypotheses flashed through his mind quickly, and then overturned them one by one with the information he knew, and soon he guessed roughly in his heart.

Realizing the seriousness of the matter, she pursed her lips and frowned and thought about the countermeasures for a long time before she poured herself a glass of wine with a sigh, drank it slowly, and ordered to the dark place: "Go get the car ready, and notify Steward Lan immediately,"

Having said that, she straightened her back, looked at the eaves where Zang Feng and Xia Mingyu disappeared, and continued: "This lady wants to meet the master in person."

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With a painful groan, Mingyu opened his eyes, turned his head and saw himself lying on the bed in obscene clothes.

He stretched out his hand to rub his forehead, sat up slowly, and the brocade quilt and clothes made a sound.

Leaning against the head of the bed, he looked at the person standing by the window.

The man stood with his hands behind his back, his long black vertical hair was dragged to his knees, his back was as straight as a pine, and he stared out of the window proudly.

This person always has the ability to make people unable to look away, whether it is the pitch-black hair or the wide sleeves, they all contain an elegant and dusty temperament.

Mingyu sighed, his voice hoarse: "Are you planning to never speak?"

The figure remained motionless, standing quietly.

Squinting his eyes slightly, Ming Yu thought, if the women he likes are all colorful meticulous paintings, then Zang Feng is definitely a top ink painting.

As long as he passes by, there seems to be only black and white, light and light ink, deep and rich, no matter how he depicts it, he is so indifferent and indifferent, yet elegant like a fairy.

People who are accustomed to fine brushwork paintings suddenly encounter this shocking ink painting, and they can't help but stop and watch it, unwilling to leave.

In fact, Mingyu has always been amazed by the magical expressive power of ink painting. There is no color at all, but with soft or hard or sharp lines, all the colors are perfectly replaced.

Just like the man in front of him, taciturn, cold and ruthless, but with that irreplaceable figure, standing in the same place, it makes people feel that there is no existence that can compare with him.

He is so indifferent and cold, and it is precisely because of this that he is shocking and unforgettable.

Seeing that he was still unwilling to speak, Ming Yu got up, put on his shoes, and walked behind him, his voice hoarse due to hangover: "It was my fault for leaving suddenly before, sorry..."

He looked at Zang Feng's back expectantly, but the other party remained motionless like a real ice cube.

The atmosphere became more and more tense, Ming Yu was embarrassed and at a loss, but he was unwilling to be ignored so awkwardly, he grabbed Zang Feng's wide sleeve awkwardly, and gently tugged: "Hey...you talk to me..."

Finally made a move this time, the man turned sideways slowly, looked at him with icy blue eyes, opened and closed his lips and said a few words: "Go get dressed."

"Huh?" Mingyu was stunned, and it took him a while to realize. He looked down and saw that he was only wearing obscene clothes. The white ones were made of silk, so they were still a little transparent...

He only felt his cheeks flushed, and immediately threw off Zang Feng's sleeves, crawled into the quilt like a monkey, and stretched out his hand to reach the dark red robe on the chair beside him with difficulty.

Footsteps sounded, the hem of the clothes scraped, and Zang Feng picked up the dark red robe on the chair with his knuckles, and handed it to Ming Yu who was wrapped in the quilt.

Glancing at the glowing red face, he went back to the window expressionlessly and continued to look at the scenery outside.

Mingyu was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in, put on his clothes bravely, and sat down on the chair by the window. Seeing that there was still warm tea on the table, he poured the tea himself to sober up .

He rolled his black eyes, and finally found a topic after a long time: "Where am I?"

Zang Feng moved slightly, sat down on the chair, and said, "Qin Bamboo Forest."

"Qin Bamboo Forest? Qin Bamboo Forest... No way... How do I remember that I was in Wuchang..." That's right, I drank on the Yellow Crane Tower, it should be from Wuchang, it's Wuchang, right...It should be Right...but he was drunk and his memory was confused...I'm not sure...

Qinzhu forest ... Qinzhu forest is in Lin'an ah!!

He looked at Zang Feng with great confusion: "Why am I here?" And it was in Qinzhu Forest, which is the favorite place of Lin'an rich gentry, nobles and young, but when I looked out the window just now, there was no one...

After hearing his question, Zang Feng narrowed his eyes sharply for a moment, and his answer made Ming Yu dumbfounded: "There are no women here."

Dare to be kind, because this Qinzhu Forest is a place where those leisurely and elegant people gather, very young girls are allowed to appear here, so Zang Feng put himself here.

He said helplessly: "You really think that I will not refuse anyone, as long as I am a woman?" He is also very picky...

But Zang Feng didn't look at him, holding the teacup in his hand, sipping tea with downcast eyes.

...It seems that Zang Feng really thinks so.

Mingyu looked at him gloomily, and didn't want to discuss this topic any more, so he said: "There are always many people in Qinzhu Forest, why are there not even a single one of them?"

Zang Feng put down his teacup, and wrote casually: "It's too noisy, drive away."

A sip of tea spewed out, and the corner of Ming Yu's mouth twitched: "Hurry... away?"

"..."

"How did you catch up..." Ming Yu was helpless.

"..." He drooped his eyes and said nothing.

"Why don't you talk..." Eyelids twitched wildly.

"..." He was as motionless as a mountain, and he just didn't speak.

"Don't tell me that you used a sword to frame someone's neck..."

"..."

"Whose neck did you hang?!"

Zang Feng immediately turned his head away, ignoring Ming Yu who was mad at the side.

"..." This time it was Mingyu's turn to stop talking.

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Zang Feng never opened his mouth to speak, the atmosphere became more and more stiff, Ming Yu was helpless, he couldn't bear this kind of silence, so he planned to get up and go to the bamboo forest to have a look.

But he didn't want Zang Feng to pinch his wrist as soon as he stood up.

He turned around and looked at him suspiciously.

The corners of Zang Feng's lips were tightly pursed, and his ice blue eyes were gloomy, fixed on Ming Yu who was looking down at him.

"Why did you leave?" Finally he spit out four words stiffly.

Mingyu was taken aback for a moment, then explained: "I just went out to see the scenery."

Zang Feng was not relieved by his answer, on the contrary, his complexion became even worse, and he repeated in a lower tone: "Why did you leave?"

Only then did I understand that what he asked was not about the present, but the past...

Ming Yu was left speechless by the question, he was facing Zang Feng, one hand was still pinched by the other party, but he didn't know whether to let him loose or continue to wear it.

Obviously, his silence made Zang Feng displeased, he frowned, his already cold blue eyes became colder, he urged: "Answer me."

Feeling dissatisfied, he was dissatisfied just because he didn't respond for a while, what should he do if his questions were ignored many times before?

She curled her lips, but couldn't refute loudly, after all, she still needed a good explanation for her sudden running away.

He hesitated for a long time, lowered his head, sneaked a look at Zang Feng's face from time to time, saw that the other party's face was covered with clouds, felt guilty, and said in a tangled manner: "You...you suddenly said that...I can't accept it for a while..."

After finishing speaking, I wanted to bite my tongue hard, why did I look like a child who made a mistake when I got in front of Zang Feng! !

Zang Feng observed Ming Yu very carefully, seeing that his face turned red after he finished speaking, he felt a little puzzled, he didn't understand why Xia Mingyu was so embarrassed.

He couldn't accept Xia Mingyu staring at other people, so he expressed his thoughts.

That's all, he asked Mingyu to only look at him, only care about him, and ignore everyone except him.

Xia Mingyu could refuse, he could agree, but why did he suddenly run away, and why couldn't he accept it?

"Why can't you accept it?" He stood up, put it in front of Ming Yu, was very close to him, and asked suspiciously.

Mingyu blushed and stammered: "Of course...Of course I can't accept it, you...I...I don't like men..."

Zang Feng's attention was quickly attracted by his red earlobes, and he ignored the other party's words.

Although Mingyu's earlobes are small, they are full, and now they are red and extremely cute, making Zang Feng's heart want to twitch.

Seeing that Zang Feng didn't react after hearing this, he thought that what he said had hurt the other party, so he hurriedly made amends: "You... don't think about it...I really never thought about being with a man...so...I... you……"

Before he finished speaking, he stared dumbfounded at the innocent blue eyes in front of him.

The owner of this eye is gently kneading his earlobe with those bony and extremely cold hands!

"You... what are you doing..." The corner of his mouth twitched, he asked helplessly, resentful in his heart, why did he meet this guy...

Zang Feng's white sleeves gently rubbed against Ming Yu's face, and the cold silk caressed his flushed cheeks, like the warmth of the man in front of him.

His index finger and thumb gently clamped Mingyu's earlobe, and rubbed it carefully. At the end, a deep voice sounded: "Is it very hot? How is it now?"

Ming Yu felt his body temperature suddenly rise!

He took Zang Feng's hands in embarrassment, and shouted sternly: "Why do you touch people's ears casually!"

The hands that had been thrown away were wrapped around Ming Yu's waist, and when his arms were retracted, Ming Yu staggered and fell into Zang Feng's arms!

Hugging tightly without leaving a single gap, he lowered his head against Mingyu's hot neck and exhaled lightly.

"Zang Feng...?" Ming Yu became more and more flustered, feeling that even his breathing was thin under the tension.

"Don't run anymore, can't you just look at me?" The right hand that hugged his waist moved up, gently following his fiery red hair.

It seems that the hair of the flame can almost dazzle people's eyes, Zang Feng suddenly thought: Maybe he is so persistent because he is too cold, only this flame-like person can make him feel a little bit of heat.

In order to feel more, he will hug tighter and hold on tighter, so that the other party has no chance to escape without hesitation.

Through Zang Feng's shoulder, Mingyu's eyes imprinted the scenery outside the window, the green bamboo color, the breeze blowing, and the rustling sound.

He struggled to turn his head and sighed softly, being hugged so tightly that he couldn't even break free.

Thinking of Zang Feng who has always been reticent, and thinking of his feelings that he never expressed easily, but repeatedly confide in front of himself, he couldn't bear to hurt Zang Feng.

Sighing, he placed his hands on Zangfeng's back, feeling his icy breath from an extreme distance, and felt an indescribable sense of wonder.

The pitch-black hair brushed against his cheeks and stroked his nose, and he grabbed the black hair that had always confused him.

Hold it in your hand, hold it up to your eyes, and watch them slide down slowly.

Zang Feng approached Ming Yu's ear and asked softly, "Why don't you speak?"

"...What should I say?" Ming Yu frowned, being hugged by Zang Feng, the cold breath wrapped around his body, but he didn't feel any discomfort. On the contrary, the cold breath made him want to stretch comfortably.

"...Would you like to go back to Zhuya with me?" His tone was calm, as if his words were very normal, and he asked while running down the red hair that he couldn't put it down.

Ming Yu frowned, his heart became more and more confused, the relationship between himself and Zang Feng was already too complicated to explain clearly.

He gently pushed Zang Feng away, and after a long time of consideration, he said: "Why on earth do you want to... I don't understand, you are the Lord of the Dead Bamboo Cliff and the Saint of Lie Water, you obviously have many choices, why... I am not What a choice."

Zang Feng held Ming Yu's right hand, pulled him and walked out. When he opened the door, Lin Feng blew in and lifted his wide white sleeves. His icy blue eyes were behind the black hair.