Drunken Exquisiteness

The night is quiet, singing and dancing faded. Half-hidden glazed lights in the four-sided building, the curtains fluttered in the autumn breeze, occasionally bringing out a light ring of Huanpei Dingdong, like a graceful lingering sound.

Qing Chen kicked off his horse in front of the door, his expression on his face surprised the man who came forward to serve. Without a word, she threw down the rein of the horse, raised her hand across the oncoming veil, and quickly stepped inside.

In the shadow of the curtain, Lan Qi and other girls are still in front of the hall, Su Niang, who is back here from Tianwu Zuifang for some reason, is talking to them softly. Everyone got up when they saw Qing Chen, Lan Lu was deeply blessed, and said to her, "Thank you, son, tonight!"

Qing Chen was quiet, and gave Su Niang a cold look. Fang stretched out his hand to support Lan Lu and said softly, "Thank you, how can the people around me allow others to bully?"

Lan Lu and the others all noticed that her face was a little strange at this time, there seemed to be anger between her eyebrows. Although her voice was gentle, it was not as soft as the silk of clear water in the past, making it hard to say anything.

Qing Chen always talked and laughed freely with them, never had such an attitude, and everyone remained silent for a while. Seeing this, Qing Chen loosened his eyebrows and smiled: "What's wrong, is it possible that I have never seen a drunk person scared?"

Lan Lu hesitated, and asked timidly: "Is it tonight...I'm causing trouble for the son, so Master Wei won't give up?"

Qing Chen smiled at her slightly and said, "It's okay, he won't dare to do anything to you in the future. I am here in everything, so you won't be wronged."

Su Niang patted Lan Lu's hand and said: "It is good for you to have the son to protect it. The son must be tired. Let's go back to the room."

Qing Chenfeng's eyes were lightly raised, and she seemed to fall randomly in Su Niang's eyes, silently sweeping all over her body, and she felt a tremor in her heart. But seeing Qing Chen still smiling slightly on her lips, said: "It's not early, let's go to rest first, and I'll talk about it tomorrow." After speaking, he turned around and went upstairs.

Su Niang sent everyone away, watching the doubts growing upstairs, the uneasy she had in her heart gradually expanded.

Qing Chen walked through the corridor along the Fei Pavilion to the back building and pushed open the door of Xie Jing's room. The room was silent and no one came back. She turned around and sat down in front of the case. The cold air around her gradually calmed down, but there was still a bit of anger in her heart.

The nightmare who used a thin knife, the Xie Jing who assassinated Ye Tianling, and the shrewd Su Niang, from the moment she walked into the four-side building, she seemed to have stepped into a sophisticated and perfect layout. She sat in the dark and thought about it carefully. That day, a pot of water was poured inexplicably on the street. It was clear that she had premeditated and deliberately designed to lead her into the surrounding buildings. Xie Jing and Su Niang are all insiders. Not only do they know the identity of her daughter, but they also understand her every move. Is all this related to Mingyi Building? What is their purpose? If their goal was Ye Tianling from the beginning, it seemed a bit far-fetched.

When he was concentrating on it, there was a sound outside the door, and then someone staggered to push the door inside. She stood up before the case and heard Dark Night’s anxious voice: "Su Niang, hurry up! Big brother is injured!"

The room suddenly lit up. Under the twilight firelight, the nightmare looked up, and suddenly saw Qing Chen standing in the depths of the light and shadow, the phoenix eyes were slightly drenched, and the jade face was cold, looking at them coldly.

Su Niang came right afterwards, and she exclaimed as she saw Xie Jing under the light. Qing Chen was taken aback when he saw it, and Xie Jing almost relied on Dire's support to support his body. He had fallen into a semi-conscious state, and a pool of blood beside him was slowly flowing and expanding. From the moonlight, you can see that there are blood stains on the ground outside the door, presumably he left it along the way.

Su Niang hurriedly stepped forward to help, and when she saw Qing Chen standing in front of the couch, she shouted, "My son!"

A light floated in Qing Chen's eyes: "Why bother to pretend to be, don't you still treat me as Ning Wenqing?"

Su Niang and Xie Jing have been getting along for a long time. They have a deep affection for each other. They can't take much care of each other. They anxiously said: "...Feng girl, let us explain this matter slowly. It is important to save people first!"

Although Qing Chen's expression remained unchanged, her eyes eased slightly. Seeing that Xie Jing was seriously injured, she stepped aside.

Su Niang and Dark Nightmare helped Xie Jing to check the injury. Qing Chen looked at him coldly, and saw that in addition to the right shoulder previously injured by Ye Tianling, Xie Jing had multiple wounds in depth and depth. The most serious was a sword on his leg, which had obviously injured an artery. Bright red blood continuously gushed out from the wound, and a thick dark color was soaked on the black clothes, and soon he was covered with quilt, and his face was pale as paper, and he had lost too much blood and was almost in shock.

Even if he had already sealed his acupuncture points on the path of the nightmare, the blood still couldn't stop. Underworld nightmare's expressionless face lost his calm at this time, leaned over to press the wound for Xie Jing, and kept whispering: "Big Brother, Big Brother!" Su Niang hurriedly fetched the wound medicine and applied the wound. She was rushed away by the gushing blood. She was so anxious that she suddenly heard Qing Chen's voice in a solemn voice: "Get out!"

Su Niang knew that Qing Chen had good medical skills and hurriedly stepped aside. Qing Chen knelt down in front of the couch, raised his hand to press the femoral artery of the Xie meridian, and the blood flow immediately slowed down: "Tear some cloth strips."

Dire tore the silk on the bed and handed it over. Qing Chen used a skilled technique to wrap the silk ribbon around the heart-side end of the wound for two or three weeks, tie a half knot, and pointed to the idle ivory bone fan on the case and said, "Give me that."

Su Niang stretched out her hand to take it, Qing Chen put the bone fan on the half knot and tied a full knot, then twisted it gently, the blood flow from the wound of Xie Jing slowed down and gradually stopped. She applied the wound medicine here, and then started to treat other wounds. Compared with the injuries on the legs, the others were all minor injuries, but Ye Tianling's sword on her shoulder was also quite serious. She bandaged quickly, frowning faintly. I don't know why Xie Jing was hurt so badly. The person who started it was clearly going to put him to death.

When the wound was almost treated, she turned around and threw the medicine to Dark Nightmare, stood up and asked, "Don't move him for now, there is no life-threatening. Since King Ling said to let you go, it is impossible to pursue and kill anymore. What happened? "

Dark Nightmare said: "We met the people from the Bi Xue Pavilion."

Su Niang's expression changed, and Qing Chen's heart was slightly cold: "Is it the hand of Xiao Zichu?"

Dark Nightmare said: "It's the six of the twelve blood evil spirits under his sect. They came to seek revenge because of the Nagato Gang. Humph! If it wasn't for the eldest brother who was injured before, what the twelve blood evil spirits are worth!"

Speaking of tonight's matter, Qing Chenfeng's eyes were slightly cold, and he turned around and said, "Who are you? If it is Mingyilou, why do you want to assassinate King Ling?"

Hades and Su Niang looked at each other, seemingly hesitant, but they heard someone answering behind them: "There is a reason for this, Mingyi Building is not malicious."

The three of them looked on the couch and saw that Xie Jing had already woke up. Qing Chen stared at him for a moment and said indifferently: "Thank you brother, you made me feel so miserable. When we met that day, he deliberately told me to enter the four-sided building and tried to keep me here. You knew my true identity but pretended to be I don’t know, I performed such a good show tonight, should I explain it to me?"

Xie Jing leaned against the couch with Su Niang's support and said to her: "Wen Qing..."

Qing Chen interrupted him and said, "Since I know it well, why bother to cover it up? No matter why you befriend me, I, Feng Qingchen, used to be your friend."

Xie Jing's expression moved slightly, and said: "Okay, Qing Chen, being friends with you is a great blessing in my Xie Jing's life. I know you must be angry now. Although everything is done by orders, I conceal everything before. First of all, I will make you an apologize first." While speaking, I struggled to get up from the couch and wanted to apologize to her.

Qing Chen stepped forward to stop him: "What are you doing? Don't move." She sighed lightly and asked, "Being angry, but for so long, I believe I will not misunderstand my friends, so you must There is a reason. Then who ordered you to do what, and why did you find me? Why did you aim at King Ling?" She glanced from Xie Jing to Su Niang and Dark Nightmare's faces, somehow the three of them seemed to treat her Some are in awe, but they avoid their eyes.

After a while, Xie Jing said: "I can't answer the questions you asked, some of which cannot be said, and some of which I am not very clear."

Qing Chen's eyes were light and sharp, still looking at the three people in front of him: "Then find someone who can call the shots, I must have an answer today."

Xie Jing pondered for a moment, and said to Su Niang: "Go and ask the Ming Xuan guardian sword ambassador, and at the same time pass the order to guard against the Jade Blood Pavilion."

Su Niang looked at Qing Chen and walked out quickly. Xie Jing and Hades were silent, and the room became quiet for a while, and the atmosphere became slightly awkward.

Standing in front of the couch, Qing Chen suddenly frowned and said to Xie Jing: "What is the Dark Profound Sword Guardian, can I eat it?"

After she finished speaking, she raised her eyes slightly and stared at each other aggressively. Xie Jing and Underworld Nightmare were taken aback at the same time, and Xie Jing smiled bitterly: "Eating the flesh and eating the bones will not cause such a big grievance, right?"

But after hearing Qing Chen said again: "To be honest, I really want to stew him later for Brother Xie to replenish his body. He sent you to assassinate King Ling. Isn't it clear that this is going to die?"

The atmosphere was a little loose. Xie Jing knew that she was actually defending herself in her words. She smiled and said: "Our brothers and sisters grew up in the Mingyi Building since childhood. We are all people in the Mingyi Building in this life. Resignation, this kind of task is nothing."

Qing Chen said: "No matter whether the assassination of the prince is successful or not, where will it be placed on all sides? You, Hades, Su Niang, these women in the building, and even the Sky Dance Drunkard, all have to be buried?"

Xie Jing thought for a while, and said: "The matter is going to be explained to you clearly, but I may not be able to drink the soup."

Even Dark Nightmare smiled at this moment, and Qing Chen couldn't help but smile. Xie Jing looked at her and said, "Just smile. I didn't expect it to be horrible for you to sink your face."

Qing Chen flicked his eyebrows and said, "You should know how serious things are tonight. If you don't know the reason, I'm not in the mood to laugh."

Xie Jing said: "I can only tell you that for an organization like Mingyilou, the assassination is only commissioned by someone, so what else is there?"

Qing Chen said: "Who is so against King Ling?"

Xie Jing shook his head and said: "The identity of the client must not be revealed. This is the rule."

The corners of Qing Chen's lips were slightly pressed, and Fang wanted to ask again. Suddenly someone behind him said, "Ms. Feng might as well guess the matter. It's actually not difficult."

While talking, Su Niang and an old man came into the room. The old man covered his face with a black towel, unable to see his face, his temperament was as deep as a deep valley, calm and dilute. When he raised his eyes, his gaze fell on Qing Chen's face as if it were real, and he arched his hands and said: " Xuan, I have seen Girl Feng."

Qing Chen said: "Long Yang." In his heart, he only felt that the tone of the person's eyes was very familiar, but he couldn't figure it out for a while, so he asked: "Listening to the words of the talent, does Mingyi Building not intend to keep secret for the victim?"

Ming Xuan shook his head and said: "The rules are unbreakable, but Miss Feng is different from others. What's more, if the girl herself guesses who wants Ling Wang's life for fifty thousand taels of gold, there is no way."

Fifty thousand gold, a big price! Qing Chen shuddered inwardly and blurted out: "A member of the Celestial Royal Family?"

Ming Xuan smiled and said: "Although there is a struggle between the Central Plains imperial clans, it has not yet reached this point. I am afraid that no one wants Ling Wang's life so much."

Qing Chen looked down, silent for a while, and then said a few simple words: "Turkic royal family."

A smile of approval flashed across Ming Xuan's eyes, and Qing Chen understood. People who can afford such a price are either rich or expensive, and for the Turkic people, let alone fifty thousand taels, even if one hundred thousand taels of gold can buy Ling Wang's life, it may be willing. It is important to know that since King Ling led the army at the age of fifteen, he has defeated the eastern and western parts of the Turks several times, causing him to lose thousands of miles of territories in the northern desert of Monan and ruin countless soldiers, including the East Turkic Siro Khan. Brother Goli. The Turkic people can be described as fearful and ghostly, hating them into their bones. No one wants to see King Ling die more than them.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but whispered softly: "Conspiracy and trickery are hard to achieve. No wonder they lose to King Ling again and again."

Ming Xuan obviously knew that she had a relationship with Ye Tianling, and smiled while holding his hand: "Girl Feng seems to be very familiar with King Ling."

Qing Chen said: "He saved me, and I saved him. Based on these two points, I can't just ignore this matter. Mingyi Building received this commission, can I cancel it?"

"To cancel the entrustment, you need to follow the order of the original poster." Ming Xuan Dao.

"Then I wonder if I can talk with the Lord?" Qing Chen said.

Ming Xuan sighed slightly: "The whereabouts of the owner of the Mingyi Lou has been unknown for more than ten years. According to the old man's stargazing calculations, I am afraid that he is no longer alive."

Qing Chen closed her eyebrows slightly, "Your Excellency, are you making fun of people?"

Mingxuan smiled, and said in a hurry, "Miss Feng, don't misunderstand me. I wonder if you are interested in going outside to see the celestial phenomenon?"

This proposal was a little surprising, Qing Chen stared at him, thought for a moment, and stepped out of the room first. Mingxuan came afterwards, walked slowly with her to the flying pavilion in the atrium and stood there, raising her head and saying, "Does Feng Girl know about the astrology?"

Qing Chen raised his eyes and looked quietly. Under the autumn night, the thin moon was like an eyebrow, and the clouds beside it were faint and sparse. It was not as brilliant as summer. The night sky looked clear and clear, wide and deep: " ."

Mingxuan said: "Can that girl see that star?" Qing Chen followed what he was expecting. Under the far-reaching night, there was a sky star hanging from the clouds, its light was clear, cold and deep, and it was thin and thin. The side of the bright crescent moon was not inferior in the slightest, and even passed the moonlight cloud shadow through the floating wind, like a quiet and dazzling light diamond in the blue sky curtain, eclipsing all the stars.

"What kind of star is that?" Qing Chen asked inexplicably, never seen such a star before or now in his memory.

Ming Xuan means profoundly and authentically: "This is the image of a strange star that has been difficult to see for a hundred years. It is clear and clear, and the purple sky is in harmony. And this heavenly star is now gradually entering the place of the Beidou Tiangong corresponding to my Mingyi poster. It is entering the seven stars. Power."

"Oh?" Qing Chen said, "That is to say, the new master of Mingyi Building will stand, so we can discuss what we have just said?"

Mingxuan looked at her and said, "Yes, this person who should be the sky star is currently in Yige City."

"Who is it?" Qing Chen asked.

"Far in the sky, close in front of you." Mingxuan smiled.

Qing Chen was very surprised, startled slightly, and said with a laugh: "Your excellency just laughed, is that why you keep staring at me?"

Ming Xuan said in a righteous manner: "The old man is not laughing, the star changes, he should respond to him. The old man has been looking for this person for a long time. Miss Feng had stayed in Mobei and came to Yige City in the midsummer, and she was matching the stars. Besides, does the girl have a bunch of tourmaline spirit stones?"

Qing Chen groaned slightly, shaking his sleeves, showing him. Mingxuan looked at the faintly clear tourmaline beads on her wrist, and said with emotion: "This is the iconic item of the original poster who has been missing for many years in Mingyi Building. To be honest, I have checked the origin of Miss Feng, but I found nothing. Does it matter to the original poster?"

Qing Chen was surprised when he heard the words. He remembered the "first teacher" mentioned in the medical books in the bamboo house, the indifferent figure in white clothes, and the real "Feng Qingchen" also mentioned the "Mingyilou". There are some unknown connections between the people. She lowered her eyes and thought, but there was no clear impression in her mind. She couldn't help but frown. If she could remember everything, maybe she could even know the Nineth Rank Exquisite Array of Forbidden Spells of the Witch Clan. Worry here? But in front of Ming Xuan, these naturally cannot be revealed. Presumably, "Feng Qingchen" is closely related to Mingyi Tower, and Mingyi Tower is closely related to the legendary Witch Clan, but I don't know what kind of connection they have with Feng's clan? Two of the nine spirit stones are in the hands of the Celestial imperial family, and the tourmaline spirit stones are the tokens of the master of Mingyi... These thoughts seem to be sparks in the dark night, flashing slightly in the depths of her eyes.

While thinking about it, she suddenly heard Mingxuan Dao: "If Miss Feng has any scruples, the old man will not force her, her destiny is hard to violate, she has her own destiny. The old man of the original poster had already inferred in her heart, now that the Mingyilou token is in the girl's hands, The girl may wish to think about it, if you enter the Mingyi Tower, not only we need to listen to and dispatch the King Ling, but you can also learn about the situation of the witch clan. This tourmaline spirit stone has been a treasure of the witch clan since ancient times, and you must be right. There will be some interest in its origin."

Qing Chen glanced at her, and the Ming Xuan in front of her seemed to know her well, and every word was in the heart of the people, but he didn't know where he knew. She deliberated slightly, and said: "Such a tempting condition, it seems that you have already thought about it. Please forgive me for my own difficulties and some things that cannot be explained. As for the Mingyilou, I can only say that if there is a need, I will do my best. Wangmingyi Building is able to judge the current situation and is convenient for others, but I am afraid that it will be difficult for me to take the position of host."

Ming Xuan shook his head and said, "If Miss Feng refuses to take over as the host, all conveniences will be empty talk."

Qing Chen frowned and said: "Your Excellency is a bit difficult for others. Moreover, the Mingyi Building is a large organization. Can it be possible to recognize an unknown master casually based on your words or a piece of ornament?"

Mingxuan smiled and said: "Naturally not, Miss Feng must be approved by Yunsheng Beast to take over as the host, and then do three things as the host to convince the Qigong subordinate."

Qing Chenfang wanted to speak, suddenly bowed his head for a moment and said, "What if the Yunsheng beast denies me, or I can't convince the crowd?"

Ming Xuan Dao: "The matter is man-made. If Miss Feng does not have the patience and courage to be the host, everything will be avoided. However, if the girl really wants Ming Yi Lou to give up assassinating King Ling, or to understand the secrets of the Witch Clan, she must have a way to do it. These ones."

Qing Chen had planned to deal with him and dealt with it, but when these two things were resolved, he came to disappointment and resigned, but who knew that the other party had already expected it and cut her thoughts in one sentence. She could not ignore Ye Tianling's safety and the secrets of the Witch Clan. She has never been indecisive, and she has made a decision after a little measurement. No matter the depth of the water in front of her, I am afraid that she will have to take a trip first. Looking at Ming Xuan, she can't help but smile: "Your Excellency is designed step by step. Mind, are you really afraid to misidentify him?"

Ming Xuan seemed to smile, and said lightly: "Ming Yi Building is not the first day to know Miss Feng, I am confident that there is no difference in destiny."

Qing Chen picked up his eyes slightly, now that it is no longer useful to entangle the details, nodded and said: "Okay, then we will take what we need. You immediately withdraw the order to assassinate King Ling, and I accept your proposal."

A smile appeared in Ming Xuan's eyes: "If this is the order of the Phoenix Master, his subordinates will immediately follow the orders."

"Since I promised, I won't break my promise. How to recognize me as the host is up to you." Qing Chen withdrew his gaze from him, looked up at the sky, an unprecedented feeling appeared in his heart.

The night is twilight, and the sky is bright. In the millennium, who will continue whose story? In this life, who will become whose bondage? The road of destiny may not be grasped by everyone, but there must be something important in everyone's heart, which will lead the way forward, and what's more, change everything that exists...