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In the capital city tonight, there are officers and soldiers patrolling everywhere. All the troops in the capital city have been dispatched to look for Jiang Yuanchun’s whereabouts. Most of them have gone to the outer suburbs, leaving some guards in the city. After all, there may be people who dare to intercept the general. He also has the courage to stare at the Holy Majesty.

But in Fentao Pavilion, the business is still booming, as if it has not been affected at all.Every day, countless Qinlou guests and strangers try to escape reality by indulging in beauty.

Qian Qing grew up here, his eyes were exceptionally good-looking, with a purity that didn't belong here, looking at these guests who were deeply in the luxury of life, like a spectator from the shore, or a cold passerby on the shore of a drowning person.

Now he is kneeling beside the master and pinching his legs, "Qianqing." Luo Yang called him.

"Uh..." He ignored him.

"Qian Qing!"

"Ah! Master!" The young servant in Tsing Yi was startled and came to his senses.

"Your strength will crush my legs."

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry, master!" Qianqing looked down at her countless hands and hurriedly apologized.

"Why are you in a daze?" Luo Yang didn't get annoyed, he sipped his tea lazily, glanced down, Qian Qing's face was a little red, and he opened his mouth as if to explain something, but he didn't say anything.

he understands...

"I'm thinking about your young master Lan again."

"No! Master, don't talk nonsense!"

"Hehe, it's only been a few days, and I'm really angry. How dare I say that my master is talking nonsense? Ahhh, the water thrown by the married daughter..."

Luo Yang pretended to be disappointed, shook his head, and brushed away the floating tea leaves in the cup with the teacup lid.

Despite his exaggerated acting skills, Qian Qing still took it seriously, "That's not the case! Master! Qian Qing didn't!" Qian Qing hugged Luo Yang's thigh, her eyes were about to start crying when she turned red.

Unexpectedly, this person reacted so strongly, and Luo Yang paused for a moment. He was a little confused. Although the original owner in his memory was also a weird person with an unpredictable temper, he had never been too harsh on Qianqing, and even used the word "good" It's not too much to describe, why is this kid so insecure? If he hadn't inherited the memory of the original owner, he would definitely start to curse the original owner's abuse in secret at this time.

"Qianqing, why are you crying?"

"Qianqing is afraid that the master will not want Qianqing anymore." The young servant in Tsing Yi wiped his eyes, but he didn't dare to cry, and he didn't dare to cry any more, so his voice was a little choked up.

"Why don't I want you?" Luo Yang was a little strange. He had been a human for too short a time. Apart from the big right and wrong that he knew a long time ago, human beings always have some small and inexplicable thoughts, which he still couldn't figure out in many cases.

The original owner is a shrewd person, he will subconsciously make decisions based on his original memory and habits, but sometimes he doesn't understand.

"Because, because Qianqing did something wrong."

"What did you do wrong?"

"Qianqing shouldn't have pinched Master's leg with such great strength."

"Uh..." Luo Yang was speechless.But he also understood that Qianqing's family was poor since he was a child, and he had no relatives. Without the original owner to bring him back, his life was not easy. Qianqing is extremely servile, but in this era, the loyalty of servants is a good thing.

He sighed, and didn't continue arguing with Qian Qing on such meaningless topics, after all, he still had business to do.

Luo Yang signaled the person next to him to continue pinching his legs, and casually chatted with him, "I heard that Mr. Lan rented a house?"

"Yes."

"There is nothing to embarrass. What are you hiding from me? I promised you that as long as Lan Hanchu makes me feel satisfied, I will let you go with him,...you don't want to ask me to witness your marriage?"

"Master." Qian Qing's hands began to tremble, he grew up in the Nanfeng Pavilion, and his gestures and gestures unconsciously carried a bit of feminine and pitiful slenderness.

After all, what those rich guests and gentlemen need is not a rough man with five big and three rough. If that is the case, what is the significance of Nanfeng Pavilion?

"What are you afraid of? Master, am I such an unreasonable person?"

"Of course not!"

"I will organize a wedding for you tomorrow, and I will send you out of my Fentao Pavilion in a splendid manner."

"Qianqing doesn't want to trouble the master, Qianqing...is not worthy."

"You are the personal attendant of the Pavilion Master of Fentao Pavilion, aren't you worthy?"

"Qianqing, Qianqing..." He really couldn't express it, and secretly scolded himself for being stupid, and couldn't help but start to cry again.

Luo Yang felt a little helpless, "Don't cry, it's like I bullied you. I just want to say..."

Luo Yang was silent for two seconds, he raised his forehead, even he didn't know what to say, "That's it, look, Xi Yang's wedding is coming soon, I, as a brother, must pay attention to it, and then pick a good day I will send you off to get married, and then you can move out and live with Mr. Lan."

"Yes."

"Hmm... Besides, did Young Master Lan tell you anything... about his hidden disease?"

"Ah?" Qianqing was stunned, staring at Luoyang with wide eyes, "This, never."

"I shouldn't have told you that I was ordered by him. But... because of my responsibility, something embarrassing happened. "

When Luo Yang said this, he paused, and fixedly looked at Qian Qing. Qian Qing was a little anxious, and quickly asked, "And then?"

"It's like this. Mr. Lan asked me to take medicine for foreigners a few days ago. About him... well, then I misremembered the purity. You know that foreigners' things are not the same as ours. It may be wrong to take them inappropriately. Bodily harm."

"Then what to do!"

"I figured, he probably hasn't started taking it yet, but I'll talk to him again, it's just a little... It's a little bit of face to my master, so Qianqing, are you willing to change his medicine for me?"

"Qianqing is naturally willing!"

"Look at you..." Luo Yang chuckled, "It's related to your Mr. Lan, so enthusiastic."

"No... as long as it's about the master, Qianqing is willing."

"Yes, my Qianqing is the most loyal." Luo Yang touched Qianqing's hair, "Also, this matter is related to the dignity of Mr. Lan, and it also involves my reputation. Besides,... Even if you ask, Mr. Lan may not necessarily tell you the truth."

"Qianqing knows, Qianqing won't ask nonsense." The servant in Tsing Yi blinked his eyes, signaling his master to be at ease.

Luo Yang took out a small blue and white porcelain bottle, weighed it in his hand, and put it in Qianqing's hand, "Then I'll leave it to you."

For some reason, when Luo Yang said this, his tone seemed to be a bit heavy and emphatic. Qian Qing was stunned for a moment. He felt that something was wrong with the master just now, but he couldn't allow him to think too much. Facing the piercing little porcelain vase, facing Luoyang's peaceful and normal face with a bit of gloom that he couldn't understand, Qian Qing smiled slightly to relieve this inexplicable and strange uneasiness.

"Yes." Qian Qing saluted him, then exited the room respectfully, it was getting late, and Lan Hanchu was waiting for him outside the door.At this time, he should leave, which is what Luoyang acquiesced.

The servant in Tsing Yi carefully put away the porcelain vase, and after making sure that there was nothing wrong with it, he walked towards the waiting figure, showing a heartfelt smile.When Lan Han saw him for the first time, he smiled modestly, and quickly walked up to him and kissed him.

Lan Hanchu didn't notice the small porcelain bottle sticking to her heart, but Qianqing felt a little strange in her heart.

At this time, he still didn't know how many things would be involved in this small bottle of medicine, and how many endless disasters it would bring.

In Luoyang's house, when the door was closed from the outside, Luoyang let go of all the disguised ease and sighed deeply.

"Didn't you say that you would never interfere in their affairs?" Luo Yang closed his eyes and tapped lightly on the table with his fingertips.

"Uh..." No one answered, after all, Qiu Yan was also very guilty now.It is true that she said it herself, but until now, if the matter of Mr. Orange has not progressed, and the game is over because of the death of the other Creator who came to make up the numbers, I am afraid that person will be very dissatisfied.

"Is something going to happen?"

"Your acting skills are terrible." Qiu Yan appeared, leaning on the Eight Immortals table, with a mocking tone. "Fortunately, that kid is stupid enough."

Luo Yang subconsciously wanted to refute, but he couldn't get out of his mouth. Qianqing was indeed too naive. She should be mature enough in such an environment, but she still had the innocence of a child.

"That's all." Luo Yang shook his head and said nothing more.The chill in the early spring night was still very strong, and he curled up, a little tired.

The cold exhausted his physical strength, and it was not easy to explain to others that a small stove was still burning in the winter. Another servant knocked on the door, and when Luoyang answered lazily, he opened the door and came in.

She has a beautiful appearance, her age is the same as Qianqing's, and her eyes are particularly attractive, even having a strange meaning.

The servant bowed obediently, and came to help Luoyang go to bed and help him sleep.

Luo Yang looked up at him, "What's your name?"

"My lord, villain—Taiguo."

"Well, let's come up to serve tonight." Luo Yang didn't care, this man was probably Qianqing's new servant who was picked for him, and he got used to it first.Qianqing mentioned it a few days ago.

"Yes." Tai Guo took off his coat for him, and then took off his own.

Luoyang closed his eyes, letting Taiguo's beautiful body wrap around him.He seemed to have heard Qiu Yan's low, cold snort before leaving.After all, he was the one who said before that he didn't need others to serve him.It's better now...

But Qianqing was leaving, and his most loyal servant, who was staring at him like starlight, had a sweetheart, and Chang Xiyang was going to marry Mr. Cheng in three days.

"Enough, stop."

"Is Taiguo making you uncomfortable?" The new boy was obviously a little flustered, after all, he was just a child who had just grown up.

"No... I'm going to sleep, you go out."

"Yes." Taiguo was silent for a few seconds, responded in a low voice, and backed out with his clothes in his arms.

The starlight is very good tonight, but it cannot be seen under the eaves.

Luo Yang hugged the quilt tightly and fell asleep gently.

Tai Guo at the door was wearing thin clothes, curled up at the door, his eyes were red.

Lan Hanchu bought some precious sweet-scented osmanthus flowers from Shu Yuxuan today, and coaxed Qian Qing, who couldn't help crying because she was about to leave Luoyang, to eat them.

The little prince came to see the final appearance of the two's wedding clothes in person, and put forward some opinions in a dignified manner. They changed it tonight, and sent it to Chang Xiyang to try on tomorrow.

Xiyang was playing the flute in the bamboo forest, and the sound of the flute was mournful, like weeping.

Jiang Yuanchun sat by the window, blowing the wind, and carefully wiped his sword.He still remembered the juvenile joy and glory when the Golden Ring Emperor gave him this heavy sword.

Hao Zhizhang bowed his head in silence, and sat on the dragon chair for a day. As soon as he closed his eyes, he saw the high spirits of his general kneeling on the court, leading the order to dispatch troops.

Xu Zhong separated the legs of the person under him, Zhan Yi turned his head and blushed.

Liu Yiming caressed the jade hairpin in his hand, his beloved wife passed away many years ago.

The Second Prince was sitting in the courtyard drinking heavily, Zhang Yang stopped him from picking up the wine glass again.

The starlight is very good tonight, but there is no one to see it outside the eaves.

There is only Qiuyan, lying on the roof with a straw in his mouth, watching the bright moon and starlight tonight.