Kuai Chuan: Mei Qiang is miserable and forced to love by Sick Jiao

"Because, because of you...you seem like a nice guy."

Recalling Die'er's words last night, Qin Mu immediately opened his eyes, the sky light hurt his eyes, it was already Chen Shi, and the dew on his body was evaporated by the rising sun.

In the courtyard below, Fu Liang was wearing a loose moon-white robe, sitting lazily behind the long desk, his freshly washed long black hair hanging down to his waist, and the three thousand blue hairs were as refreshing as a waterfall.

There was a plate of fruit wine and desserts on the table, and the breeze blew through, and the clear fragrance was sent to Qin Mu's nose.

In Qin Mu's eyes, Fu Liang is definitely a great beauty. His complexion is fair and clear, and his face is handsome and calm, especially when he exfoliates.

Qin Mu unceremoniously sat on the cushion opposite Fu Liang, drank a glass of fruit wine to stabilize his mind, and then asked, "Your Highness, where is the... maid?"

He didn't remember Die'er's name at all.

"I'm dead, I threw it to the back mountain to feed the wolves." Fu Liangfeng said lightly, raising his eyes to catch the rare regret in Qin Mu's eyes, "Why? Are you distressed?"

"Ah?" Qin Mu couldn't help laughing, tears almost came out of the corners of his eyes, "Your Highness, are you joking? Although my subordinate is a shadow guard who protects you, he is also a killer. If you ask someone who kills without blinking an eye, will I know?" Distressed? Are you out of your mind? "

The corners of Fu Liang's eyes twitched. Qin Mu thought he was the emperor, and he had saved his life. His attitude was getting more and more insane.

He tightened his grip on the wine glass, then took the silver jug ​​and filled it up.

"This subordinate thought that His Highness would sleep until the sun was up, but he didn't expect to wake up quite early." Qin Mu spontaneously touched Fu Liang's luminous glass on the table with the wine glass in his hand, and then drank it in one gulp.

Fu Liang pursed his lips and smirked at him: "There is a dead person sleeping on the bed, who can sleep?"

"Your Highness, you are really full of energy." Qin Mu also curled his lips in a courteous manner, and the idea of ​​killing him came to his mind spontaneously.

Qin Mu didn't care about protecting the wimpy. If he hadn't noticed that Fu Liang was interesting, he might have cut off Fu Liang's head and sent it to the emperor in a few days.

In the past two days, Fu Liang has been repeatedly jumping and frantically testing on the edge of his "killing thoughts".

The Yin of Jingzhao Mansion still has not found any new clues about the assassin. Since that night, no man in black has come to take Fu Liang's life. Jingzhao Mansion seems to have tacitly accepted that the assassin is a refugee lurking in Bianliang.

Feeling lifeless, Fu Liang once again threw himself into the flower street and willow alley. Every time he did something, Qin Mu had to watch over it conscientiously outside. After a period of calm and boring days, roughly a month later, he finally made up his mind to Fu Liang was killed.

Even so, his interest in Fu Liang has not been wiped out. He came up with the amusing "killing with a borrowed knife", which he regarded as a dying gift to Fu Liang in the friendship between master and servant.

The wind in the early summer has a few traces of heat, and after the willows are on the moon, the fireworks field becomes more and more lively.

The sound of silk and bamboo can only be interspersed with needles and threads, intermittently.

Tonight is the big day of Mudanxuan's new oiran Xia He's "First Night Campaign". As night fell, the VIP guests were already full, especially in the lobby downstairs, which was too crowded to turn around.

Fu Liang sat uninterestedly in the newly furnished private room on the second floor. Leaning on the railing, he could see crowds of people jostling with each other. He was knocking on the table with one hand and holding a wine glass in the other. There were two young masters who usually followed him around to flatter him at the square table.

Sitting on his left hand hugging the beauty, he did not forget to eat the bowl, look at the pot, and look passionately at the downstairs. The stunning man in yellow is Lu Kang, the son of the richest man in Bianliang. He only looked at the oiran's boudoir, and the man in purple who wished his eyes would fly in was Liang Yong, the son of a great scholar.

University scholar Liang Shiguo was single-handedly promoted by the queen mother, and he was utterly loyal to the queen mother. He was once a minister named by the queen mother personally, and he was one of the few people in the temple who took special care of Fu Liang.

His concubine's youngest son, Liang Yongben, was ignorant and was a fool everywhere, so Liang Shiguo let him stay with Fu Liang since he was a child, and became Fu Liang's exclusive playmate.

"It's been a month, there shouldn't be any movement."

Fu Liang's thoughts roamed the sky, he had been eating, drinking and having fun in the past month, and the assassin seemed to throw him out of the sky.

He received the memory of the original owner. In fact, he had already judged the person behind the assassination, and his guess was almost confirmed. There was only one thing he couldn't figure out—that was the timing was wrong.

No matter how much that person hated him, no matter how much he wanted to put him to death, he would not choose to do it that night, and that person was thoughtful and would not be so urgent.So, was the assassination that night going to be a drama?

If it is... What is Qin Mu?

Thinking of this, Fu Liang turned his head to look at Qin Mu, who was standing upright behind him. Qin Mu met his eyes with lowered eyes, and rolled his eyes in disgust.

Fu Liang: "..."

Qin Mu killed the man in black in front of him.

Headache……

Fu Liang couldn't help frowning, the girl who served him drinking was very good at observing words and expressions, the girl quickly put down the wine glass, and gently massaged his temples with her slender fingers.

After a thousand and one calls, Xia He came out, following waves of high-pitched voices from the crowd, and Miss Xia He finally arrived in a green shirt with the support of the old mother.

Everyone's eyes focused on Xia He's pretty face, which looks like a lotus in the water. Xia He's beauty is not amazing, but it is more beautiful, especially in the dirty brothel. elegance.

Of course, all the men who came here tonight were aiming at her, except Fu Liang... maybe Qin Mu.

When the old lady was introducing the bidding rules, Fu Liang looked up at Qin Mu suddenly on a whim: "Do you like her? I can take a picture of her "First Night" and give it to you. "

"Uh..." Qin Mu's eyes were like a calm lake, and there was not even a single ripple. He reluctantly looked at Miss Xia He, shook his head and sneered, "Hmph, not interested."

"Guard Qin isn't interested, so is Your Highness interested? If you don't have one, Miss Xia He's first night will be mine."

Lu Kang was gearing up for the fight, his round face stared at Xia He with a pair of eyes that were almost disappearing due to the fat squeeze.

Fu Liang smiled slightly: "I'm afraid she won't be able to bear it, so let's forget it tonight and let it be you."

"Thank you for your generosity, Your Highness." Lu Kang hurriedly cupped his hands in gratitude.

Originally, Liang Yong also had a crush on Miss Xia He, but after seeing her respectable face, he felt that she was not too attractive.

But Fu Liangcai handed over the opportunity of the first night of the oiran to Lu Kang, and Liang Yong was inconvenient to win the love, so he simply let Lu Kang boldly spend money and strive to embrace the beauty tonight.