A Guide to Feeding the Master of Time Traveling

They landed here, and before they got ashore, they had already attracted the attention of the women who drew water.

Those women crowded up and refused to let them go ashore. They looked at them very nervously, and one of them seemed to be the leader and asked loudly.

"Who is it?"

Their appearances are all extremely glamorous, so it can be seen that Song Yunque who lives here is also a beauty lover.

"Let's go out to the leader of Xiushan Mountain, and come to visit the Sixth Young Master Song." Lou Dun stepped forward and said.

"Leaving Xiushan Demon Sect..." One of the women muttered, and then asked, "What's the matter?"

Lou Duan said: "Of course I know after seeing the Sixth Young Master."

"You look down on me," the woman raised her hands with her brows bristling, "Hmph, since the young master doesn't see any guests, anyone can go to Tianshui Pavilion, so that's fine."

"Girl, we are really in a hurry." Ruan Sili was in a hurry.

The woman looked at him, and her eyes fell on Song Wenju who was behind him.

Song Wenju was a little terrified by her eyes, and couldn't help shrinking his shoulders.

The woman's eyes shifted, and she suddenly laughed: "Okay, it's okay to let you come up, my name is Jiu Xue, and I'm the housekeeper here."

Her name is Jiuxue, and Ruan Sili suddenly thought of Peng Jiuyu. They have been out for so long, and they don't know what's going on with the Demon Cult...

As Jiuxue said, she raised her hand, and the group of surrounded women all dispersed to make way.

This road is full of falling flowers, and there are many pink petals on the road. With these beautiful women in white gauze skirts, it really looks like a paradise.

Jiuxue led them into the room. The room was filled with a faint incense, and there was a faint smoke all around. The sound of instrumental music is really like entering a fairyland in a dream.

"This is an imported spice. It tastes very good." Suddenly, a voice came from someone.

The voice was low and charming, Ruan Sili raised his head and saw a young man in brocade clothes lying crookedly on the couch in front of him.

His black hair was scattered and his clothes were slightly opened, revealing his beautiful and delicate collarbone.

He has a pair of deep honey-colored eyes, the corners of which are dyed red and slanted up, his lips are as red as blood, and his eyebrows are thick, but his face is so pale that it seems a little transparent.

It was a delicate face that could not be simply described by the word "beauty".

Beside him, several beautiful women were clinging to him and feeding him snacks and fruits.

Ruan Sili looked at his sharp chin, thinking that no wonder people say he looks like a woman, but he is much prettier than the women around him, no, those beautiful women pale in comparison to him, Ruan Sili thinks he looks like a woman. He looks like a cat, he looks like a teenager, about seventeen or eighteen years old, those women feed him like they are teasing a cat.

Is this the Sixth Young Master Song?She doesn't look at all like the dignified and gentle Song Yunci, nor does she look like the handsome Song Wenju.

"Sixth Young Master." Jiu Xue said.

"Hush." ​​Song Yunque stretched out his index finger and put it gently on his lips, Jiuxue immediately fell silent, Song Yunque smiled at her, and Jiuxue's face immediately turned red.

I saw a blue butterfly flying from nowhere in the hall, Song Yunque stretched out his hand, and the butterfly stayed on his fingertips.

Of course they knew this butterfly, it was a butterfly following the flower like a dream!

Song Yunque suddenly said: "I know you are coming."

He gently moved the fingertips holding the butterfly wings, and the butterfly flew up lightly, but before it could fly up, Lou Duan flexed his fingers, and the butterfly's weak body fell down.

"Master Lou really doesn't understand the style," Song Yunque shook his head lightly, "This is the blue pheasant butterfly that only Miaojiang has, how beautiful it is."

The butterfly at Ruan Siri's feet had beautiful patterns on its wings, which shone faintly under the light.

"I know you are coming because you went to Izumo Villa first," Song Yunque said, "Song Yunci sent a letter as soon as you left."

Lou Duan said coldly: "But she said she doesn't know where you are."

Song Yunque raised her eyebrows: "You can also believe a woman's words."

He said, suddenly "Huh".

Those deep honey-colored eyes suddenly stopped at a point behind Ruan Siri.

"It's you," Song Yunque laughed, obviously he saw Song Wenju, "It's so interesting."

Song Wenju plucked up the courage to take a step forward, "Six..."

Song Yunque waved her hand: "Let's talk about our business later——Jiuxue, take her down."

Song Wenju: "Where are you taking me..."

Jiu Xue said with a smile: "Naturally, I should have a good rest first, the young master wants to talk about business."

Saying that, without any further explanation, Jiuxue dragged Song Wenju out.

Song Yunque waved his hand, and those beauties snuggled up to him got up and retreated.

"I know you are coming, but I don't know what you are coming for, is it because of Song Wenju's business?" Song Yunque blinked.

Now everyone can see that the relationship between Song Yunque and Song Wenju is very bad, only a fool would talk about Song Wenju.

"No, no, no," Ruan Sili said decisively, "We don't know her at all, we just met by chance and asked her to show us the way."

This level of shamelessness even impressed Situ Wuhou!

Seeing that Song Yunque was about to speak, Ruan Sili quickly changed the subject: "Oh, by the way, Sixth Young Master, do you have a close lover named Hua Simeng, who is from Miaojiang, a beautiful girl from Miaojiang."

Song Yunque obviously missed the point: "A bosom lover?"

Ruan Sili tried hard to drive away Fu Yanjie and his wife from her mind, then nodded seriously: "Yes, she said you are her beloved."

Song Yunque didn't speak for a long time.

Ruan Sili asked cautiously: "What's wrong with you, are you okay?"

"It's okay." Song Yunque rubbed his forehead, "This makes me feel a little sick."

Ruan Siri: "..."

Ruan Sili seemed to have seen classmate Hua Simeng who was crying because of love.

"Okay, so you are looking for Hua Simeng, so why did you find me here?"

Ruan Sili looked at Lou Duan, and showed a rather wretched smile: "Because, only you can restrain her."

He told Song Yunque all about how Hua Simeng threatened them.

"We really don't know where the oracle Heart Sutra is!" At the end, Ruan Sili complained angrily.

Song Yunque rubbed the center of his eyebrows, looking very troubled.

"The Holy Heart Sutra..." he muttered, and then said, "Okay, I can help you, but before you came, I planned to watch the dance."

Ruan Sili hurriedly said: "You can continue to watch, we will not hinder you."

Song Yunque looked at him and smiled, "Okay."

He clapped his hands, and a group of scantily clad women came up one after another holding pipas.

Their clothes are revealing, and their upper body is only wearing a tulle dress. Their beautiful bodies are faintly visible, and it is generally impossible to control them.

It's a pity that in front of them are three dead gays.

Even so, Ruan Sili still covered Lou Duan's eyes.

"Don't look!"

He also stared at Song Yunque angrily: "How can you let them perform such a ♡ show in public! It's just a decline in the world. It's really heartbreaking for a good boy like you to do such a thing!"

Song Yunque rolled her eyes: "I like it."

"I, I, I..." Ruan Siri was impatient.

"If you don't like it, you don't have to watch it, but I like to watch it, so you can't stop me from watching it, right?" Song Yunque smiled, and Ruan Sili was impatient.

Song Yunque continued his efforts: "Look, you are still blindfolded, how do you know if others want to see it or not?"

"He dares!" Ruan Sili's eyes widened.

"Oh, I see, you are a pair of broken sleeves, right? Since he is a broken sleeve, it doesn't matter, it's just a woman, he won't be interested." Song Yunque wanted to piss off Ruan Sili's rhythm every minute.

"Hmph!" Ruan Sili glared at Song Yunque.

Song Yunque smiled: "Okay, since you don't like it, I'll let it go, but you interrupted my watching the show, don't you plan to perform one yourself?"

Ruan Sili said angrily, "Why me!"

Song Yunque pretended to be regretful and said: "Oh, you are not happy again, then forget it, I am going to sleep - I will not see off the guests."

"Wait!" Ruan Siri gritted his teeth, "I'll sing you a song."

"You can sing?" This time, it was Lou Duan and Situ Wuhou who were surprised.

"Of course I can sing." Ruan Sili looked at the two of them contemptuously, "Everyone has the skill of singing."

Situ Wuhou ruthlessly said: "Lou Duan won't."

Lou Duan: "..."

"You want to sing?" Song Yunque looked sleepy, "We have a lot of people who can sing here." There are people from the Western Regions, Persia, and southern Xinjiang... Which one are you better at? "

Ruan Sili stretched out a finger and shook it, "No, no, no, although my singing is not as good as theirs, I'm sure you have never heard this song before."

Song Yunque regained his spirits all of a sudden: "Oh, is that so?"

Ruan Sili nodded, "And this song suits you very well."

Song Yunque blinked her beautiful eyes.

"I sang, this song comes with dance."

Song Yunque looked at Ruan Sili's waist in embarrassment, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "Okay, you can dance, I will try my best to adapt."

So Ruan Sili cleared his throat, twisted his waist, and sang: "The Persian cat squints his eyes, the Persian cat guards his love~"

It was earth-shattering.

Song Yunque supported his forehead: "Enough, stop."

But Ruan Sili obviously became addicted to singing as soon as he sang, he ignored the dissuasion of others, and shouted loudly: "The Persian cat is guarding his love, but in a blink of an eye ~ can't see ~ a blink of an eye ~ look! ~ no! ~ see you! ~ "

After singing, he twisted his buttocks and winked at Lou Duan.

Song Yunque: "...I'm sorry, I need to calm down."

Lou Duan: "...Li'er, you're sick again."

"I'm not sick," Ruan Sili said solemnly, "I'm dedicating myself to art. How about it, Young Master Song, just now we mentioned the topic of loving a loved one, and I have another song here."

"No!" Song Yunque tried to stop Ruan Sili in horror.

But it's too late, Ruan Sili has already opened his voice: "Whether it's now~ or in the distant future~ we will protect each other~ today's love~ no matter whether the wind and rain come again..."

Song Yunque's face was ashen.

"How is my singing?" Ruan Siri asked Lou Duan enthusiastically.

The corner of Lou Dun's mouth twitched, "Your singing voice is very moving."

Ruan Siri smiled shyly.

"I really admit that you are a perfect match." Empress Situ picked out two lumps of cotton from her ears and said in a daze.

"Young Master Song, can you invite Master Hua to come out now?" Lou Dun asked.

"You don't need to invite me, I'm right here." Song Yunque didn't speak, and a woman in a strange dress came out from behind the screen behind him, it was Hua Simeng.

"Meng'er," Song Yunque frowned, "What have you done?"

Hua Simeng curled her lips when she heard the words: "Little Que'er, are you angry?"

Song Yunque rubbed the center of her eyebrows: "Didn't I already tell you not to interfere with the matter of the Holy Heart Sutra?"

"But--"

"You have detoxified it."

"I don't!" Hua Simeng's eyes turned red, "Without the Holy Heart Sutra, you would—"

"Shut up," Song Yunque gave her a cold look, "It's not your turn to intervene in my business."

"You...!" Hua Simeng's eyes were red, as if she had been greatly wronged.

"Okay, that's what you said, I don't want to care about you anymore." Hua Simeng took a deep breath and said to Song Yunque with a trembling voice.

Then she gave Ruan Sili a vicious look, she opened her hand, and there was a small golden bug in her palm, it was white and fat, and the whole body was glowing with colorful light, wriggling her fat body non-stop.

"Eat." Hua Simeng said concisely.

Ruan Siri: "..."

Ruan Sili's eyes widened: "You fucking kidding me! Eat this!?"

"Hmph," Hua Simeng held her head high, and let out a disdainful voice from her nostrils, "I don't want to give it to you either, whether you like it or not."

Situ Wuhou smirked at the side and said, "Oh my little saint, this thing looks so disgusting, it must be the antidote, you just eat it."

Ruan Sili glared at Empress Situ angrily: "Why don't you eat it!"

Situ Wuhou shrugged his shoulders: "It's not me who got the Gu, it's useless if I eat it."

Lou Duan frowned, apparently also disgusted by that thing, he said: "Is this really a thing to relieve Gu?"

Hua Simeng sneered coldly: "You people are so ridiculous, you tried every means to get rid of Gu, and now there is something to understand Gu, but you don't want it, you say it yourself, are you funny or not—"

She changed the subject and said, "Since you don't believe me, forget it."

With that said, she took the little bug back.

Ruan Sili quickly grabbed her back: "No, no, Master Hua, you should give it to me."

Hua Simeng sneered: "Don't you feel sick anymore?"

Ruan Sili: "...better disgusting than dead┭┮﹏┭┮"

Hua Simeng didn't say any more, and put the bug in Ruan Sili's palm.

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