Changsun Bodhi is not a person who is interested in enjoyment.

His temperament is even a bit bitter to others. In Zuo Yueju, he cooks tea and recites scriptures in his spare time, and his life is even more boring than a serious monk, but he does not think it is bitter, but he is content with it.

At this moment, he sat in the woman's boudoir of men in the city, watching her dance gracefully, her snow-white ankles spin, and the golden ring bells ringing, but Changsun was not at all happy. He sat upright like a pineapple, holding his hands together, holding Buddhist beads in his palm, and his concentration seemed not to be enjoying a dance, but watching a set of peerless martial arts.

It is hard for the little lady Yunyun has seen many scenes in Chunxiangfang, and she can still finish a dance freely under such a burning gaze.

"Does it look good?" She took the handkerchief from her maid and wiped her forehead with a slight sweat, and asked with a smile.

"It looks good." Changsun only said two words, but in Yunyun's ears, it is far more credible than the praises that many people have long comments.

"Then you tonight..." Yunyun only said four words and did not continue.

It was not the first time she had stayed a guest, but for some reason, it was a bit difficult to talk about this time. Perhaps it was because Changsun's expression was too serious, so serious that he didn't look like he was here to visit a prostitute.

Although she was playing the dance of the young lady outside and was hard to find a fortune, she knew very well that after all, she was just a drifting duckweed that went with the flow, and her fate had no choice but to struggle in the fishing net in vain.

The other party suddenly approached her, and the calm that Yunyun pretended to be shattered. The heat instantly rushed from her neck to her cheeks, but her body became uncontrollable. She wanted to retreat but could only let the other party's breath wrap around her.

"The fragrance on your body is very unique." Changsun said.

Yunyun's face turned red and her ears were hot: "Yes, it's the fragrance of citrus, and a faint fragrance of grass and trees."

Changsun Bodhi: "It smells good."

At that time, the two were almost close together. The young lady Yunyun's slender waist was squeezed by her strong arms, unable to move at all, but her heartbeat was faster.

This man is more handsome and powerful than any she has ever seen before, not to mention that there is such a fate between the two.

Changsun Bodhi: "Did you make this incense yourself?"

Under the turmoil, the young lady Yunyun almost lost any defense: "No, someone helped me adjust it."

Changsun Bodhi: "You also ask her to make one for me."

"Okay..." Yunyun murmured, suddenly she found that the other party let go of her, and she showed a puzzled expression.

Changsun said: "It's not dark yet."

Yunyun suddenly turned red. It was indeed not appropriate to proclaim lust in the daytime. Even though they were different from other places, in front of Changsun, she seemed to try her best to leave a good impression on the other party.

"Then, what do you want to do? I will dance for you again?" She closed her hair and her red lips slightly opened.

"I want to make a painting for you." Changsun Bodhi said.

Yunyun was stunned.

Changsun Bodhi said: "I have seen court music and dance. Your dance is no worse than them. I want to draw you down and let you see it yourself."

If a slutty man said this, she would only laugh, but the man who spoke was very focused and his expression was very serious, which made her subconsciously believe it.

No one ever said he wanted to draw a picture for her.

Yunyun lowered her head for a moment, and when she raised her head again, she had a bright smile: "Okay."

Outside the room, Hongzhun came to the door with wine and food, but saw that the door was closed and there was no sound inside.

She stopped, and with a hint of nervousness and excitement, she quietly pushed open a crack in the door with her shoulders and peered into the gauze curtain, but found that it was not what she thought it was going on. Yunyun was posing without moving her back.

Looking at the uninvited guest who had just spent a lot of money, he was not hugging the beauty and kissing him, but standing in front of the desk and writing to paint.

Hongzhu looked at Changsun Bodhi's hazy outline for a while, her eyes did not hide her envy, but the two of them in the room did their own thing, as if they were not aware of the maid peeping outside the door.

In the end, she felt bored, curled her lips, turned around quietly, and prepared to go back to the room to enjoy it herself, without knowing that there was a white figure behind her.

Qiao Xian originally wanted to directly control her and ask questions, but after seeing the other party's actions, he changed his mind.

Everyone has weaknesses. They are not afraid of having too many weaknesses, but they are afraid of not finding their weaknesses.

The weakness of the red candle is already obvious enough.

If you ask another way, the effect may be better.

...

In the Akiyama Villa, Cui Bu looked at the jade suspected to be Tianchi's jade gallbladder and slowly said: "Now Goguryeo is the 25th king of the throne. The king of Pingyuan is in power, and Gao is the surname of Goguryeo. Although Gao Ning is known in the Central Plains, he is famous in Goguryeo. It is said that his swordsmanship is superb. He once defeated Goguryeo, Baekje and Silla in ten days. The king of Pingyuan is very happy and awarded the title of Goguryeo's number one master. He promised him to ride a horse with a sword in the palace, which was very honored for a while."

Pei Jingzhe had just been teased by Cui Bu. At this time, he was dissatisfied and couldn't help but say, "The small country in the northeast of Goguryeo is located in a corner. I am afraid that the so-called top masters are mostly boasting, and they are incomparable to the real masters in the Central Plains."

Cui Buqun nodded in agreement, but he rarely agreed: "No, but Gao Ning is here, it is very likely that he is aimed at the effect of the Tianchi Jade Gallbladder itself. No warrior wants to go to the next level. Many people are stuck in bottlenecks throughout their lives. If the Jade Gallbladder helps, they may get a shortcut to heaven."

Pei Jingzhe: "But that's just hearing, no one has verified the truth or falsehood."

"It's enough. If there is a little hope, there will always be people who take risks." Feng Xiao knocked on the table, "Go back to the topic, do you think that if you want to steal something, it will show up in full view of everyone and be noticed by everyone?"

Pei Jingzhe said: "I will use the relationship between Linlang Pavilion to make it quietly take it away from others' noses. With the relationship between Linlang Pavilion, it is difficult to search when leaving the city. Wen Liang, the big shopkeeper who is still in prison, can do this. Could it be that Wen Liang was arrested by us and their plan failed, so that Jade Gaunt would be sold like now?"

Feng Xiao shook his head. He felt that things were not that simple, and there must be some link that he missed.

This case looks simple, just a murder, but the inside is peeled off layer by layer and found complicated, wrapped around one by one. It was obvious that a clue was found, but in a blink of an eye, it was disturbed by interference.

Feng Xiao could feel that there were several hands that were invisibly disrupting the chessboard. Some were to cover up their own goals, while others were deliberately doing it, confusing the public.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at Cui Bulu.

The latter noticed his gaze, took the initiative to look at him, and was calm and selfless.

The two of them had a gaze, and they both smiled and kept their smiles the next moment.

The dead fox Fengxiao laughed in his heart.

The oleander spirit that was swaying everywhere. Cui Buqu sneered secretly.

Oleander, with a gorgeous and toxic appearance, is perfect for Fengxiao.
Chapter completed!