In the backyard of Prince Wu's mansion.
At this moment, Zhu Houcan, who had just performed acupuncture on Merciless, was emptying his mind.
After all, no matter how righteous he was, he couldn't stand the thighs of a girl every day.
At this moment, Feng Siniang walked over with two jars of wine.
"Little Treasure! Come and drink!"
As he spoke, a jar of wine flew towards Zhu Houcan.
Zhu Houcan took a sip from the wine jar, and his expression was a little complicated. This Feng Si 'niang was actually the godsister that his mother had lost when she was ten? What kind of fairy story was this?
Can the coffin of Gu Cha and Gu Fei still hold on?
He picked up the wine jar and took a big gulp. Zhu Houcan looked at Feng Siniang with a complicated expression.
"Sometimes, I really don't know if I caught a maid or found an ancestor. How much of the good wine I've hidden these past few days have you drunk?”
"These 20 years of yellow wine are wasted!”
"Isn't wine for drinking? Stingy! Aunt Qing said that I can do whatever I want! Do you have a problem with Aunt Qing's words?"
Feng Si 'niang was very dependent on Zhao Qing, probably because Zhao Qing was only ten years old. Because he had only met Zhao Qing recently, he would often hear Aunt Qing say things.
However, Zhu Houcan could tell that he didn't want to complain or anything. He was just like a child who had found his toy and shared his happiness with his friends.
That was because she only treated him like that. As for Yao Yue and the others, she was still the same as before.
Zhu Houcan put down the wine jar and looked at Feng Siniang angrily.
"It's not that I'm stingy, but you can drink as much as you want. It's not like I can't afford it. It's just that the way you drink will affect your body!”
Zhu Houcan looked at Feng Niang and shook his head helplessly.
"Are you concerned about me?" Feng Si 'niang suddenly paused and asked Zhu Houcan.
"You're thinking too much!"
Zhu Houcan's eyes were a little evasive, but he still said it directly.
Feng Si 'niang mumbled and started drinking again.
"What did you say?"
Zhu Houcan asked because he was drunk and didn't listen to what Qingfeng Si Niang said.
"It's nothing. By the way, Little Brother Little Treasure, I'm leaving tomorrow!”
Feng Si 'niang looked at Zhu Housan with a complicated expression.
"Where are you going?"
Zhu Houcan's hand trembled as he drank. He put down the wine jar and asked.
"I'm going out to roam the martial world. Although I've found Aunt Qing and have a home, I still have to look after that little bastard Xiao Shilang!”
Feng Si 'niang looked at Zhu Houcan and explained.
"Oh, I see!"
Zhu Houcan's voice was somewhat cold.
"That's right. I roamed the martial world just to find Aunt Qing. Now that I've found her, I have to give this little brother a place to go!”
Feng Si 'niang looked at the somewhat angry Zhu Houcan and hurriedly explained.
"Up to you. I just think he's trouble!”
Zhu Houcan shrugged.
"Hey, didn't you come here to drink today? Why are you sitting there in a daze again?”
Feng Siniang pushed Zhu Houcan and said.
"That's right. Let's drink!"
Zhu Houcan seemed to have thought of something as he picked up the wine jar and took a sip.
"Sometimes, I really can't see through you. It feels like you know everything but don't say anything!”
Feng Si 'niang looked at Zhu Hou Can with a complicated expression.
She could feel that Zhu Houcan didn't want her to be together with Xiao the Thirteenth. However, it didn't seem like a man's jealousy, but a kind of pity.
He had thought that it was an illusion, but this time, it wasn't an illusion. It was real.
"Zhu Houcan, sing a song for me!”
Feng Siniang pushed Zhu Houcan and said seriously.
"I'm not playing. I've said it before, I'm not an actress!”
Zhu Houcan was obviously still angry and didn't want to pay attention to Feng Si 'niang. During this period of time, he had already treated Feng Si 'niang as a friend. Although he couldn't directly tell Feng Si' niang the result, he didn't want her to be as heartbreaking as in the original novel. (For details, see related works!)
"Play it for me and I'll dance for you!”Feng Si 'niang's eyes were burning.
"Tsk, you call that dancing? It's just a saber dance!" Zhu Houcan curled his lips and said.
"Do you play? If you don't play, I'll tell Aunt Qing that you're bullying me again!”Feng Siniang looked at Zhu Houcan in a fit of pique.
Feng Si 'niang felt very bad. She had even told him that she was going to find Xiao Shilang, but this man didn't ask him to stay. As long as he asked her not to leave, she would definitely stay without hesitation.
But this damned man was like a block of wood. He didn't even say a word.
"Alright, alright. You're always scaring me with complaints!”
As he said that, Zhu Houcan circulated his internal strength and sucked Green Sparrow Dustless over.
"Dragon Capture Technique? When did you learn this?"
Feng Si 'niang wanted to ask Zhu Houcan when she saw him drinking last time. However, Zhu Houcan was in a bad mood at that time, so she did not dare to ask.
"Qiao Feng gave it to me in order to save his master. He said that this was the only one she had. It was not Shaolin or Beggar's Sect's martial arts, so he insisted on giving it to me.”
Zhu Houcan shrugged.
"How many martial arts have you learned over the years? They say that when you save people, it's usually either natural treasures or martial arts. Is that true?”
Feng Si 'niang looked at Zhu Houcan and asked.
"That's right! Godly doctor, huh? He must have his own price. I don't lack gold and silver, so I can only ask for martial arts, heavenly and earthly treasures.”
"Aren't you afraid that someone will steal it?”
Feng Siniang looked at Zhu Houcan and said.
"So what if he stole it? It's someone else's martial arts anyway. As long as he dares to use it, someone will chase after him. Besides, do you think anyone can enter my library?”
Zhu Houcan curled his lips and said.
"But..." Feng Si 'niang still wanted to say something, but she was interrupted by Zhu Houcan."That's enough. Listen or not. If you don't listen, drink. If you listen, dance. I'll be the actor, and you have to be my dancer!"
”
Zhu Houcan looked at Feng Siniang and said.
Seeing that Feng Si 'niang was not speaking, Zhu Houcan began to play.
A string of zither music, like a complaint, rose from the side of a few yuan and floated into the night sky.
The sound of the zither sometimes drops on the jade plate, tinkling; Sometimes, the water in the mountains would flow, and the sound of the water would be heard. When one heard this, they would be mesmerized.
Zhu Houcan seemed to have poured all his emotions into the music, like resentment, like admiration, like crying.
Feng Si 'niang didn't dance, she just stood there and listened. When the song ended, she asked with a trembling voice.
"What is this song called?”
Zhu Houcan smiled but didn't say anything.
"The road to Jianghu is long. If…" Zhu Houcan wanted to say something but stopped. He shook his head and sighed.
"Forget it…" After saying that, he started drinking again.
"Little Treasure, do you think I'm beautiful?”
Feng Si 'niang's watery eyes looked at Zhu Houcan with affection.
"Beautiful! It's beautiful!"
Zhu Houcan was already a little drunk at this time. It was unknown whether it was because of the wine or because of the person. She answered subconsciously.
Feng Siniang smiled.
She stretched out her slender jade-like hands, grabbed Zhu Houcan's hand, and threw herself into Zhu Houcan's embrace.
"Since you're beautiful, what are you waiting for?”
Early the next morning, Zhu Houcan woke up very late. Looking at Feng Siniang in his arms, Zhu Houcan felt a little unreal. The virginity that he had spent more than forty years in two lifetimes was broken just like that?
Or did the girl take the initiative?
Zhu Houcan was a little confused as he looked at Feng Siniang who was acting coquettishly in his arms.
What did I do last night?
"What are you thinking about?"
Feng Si 'niang looked at Zhu Houcan and asked with a puzzled expression.
"I'm trying to recall what it felt like last night!”
"Then, do you remember?”
"No…Then you?"
"Let's do it again!"
After saying that, another round of battle began…Zhu Houcan finally got up at noon. He watched as Feng Siniang put away the bloodstained white handkerchief on the bed, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
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