Chapter 43 The Fire in My Heart Started a Prairie Fire!

Qingyunfang!

It has always been famous in Tiantang City!

This is a gold-selling cave; it is also a man's paradise.

Well, it's a brothel.

However, what is different from other brothels is that the women here are all performers but not their bodies, and each of them is a virgin.

Once a woman has an affair with a guest, there are only two ways to go: first, be redeemed by your guest and take her home; second, be expelled from Qingyunfang.

The current helm of Qingyunfang, Yun Zuiyue, is a strange woman. It is said that just eight years ago, Ling Xiaozui, the number one expert in the world, passed by here, and met Yun Zuiyue once, and they had a very happy conversation; Be my sword!" Such a promise.

Whoever dares to offend Yun Zuiyue will have to take Ling Xiao Zui's sword!

In this world, how many people can stand Ling Xiao's drunken sword? I'm afraid even His Majesty the Emperor would not dare.

Moreover, as we all know, there is an extremely terrifying power behind Yun Zuiyue.

Every time something happened in Qingyunfang, the power displayed would shock anyone!

Someone once said that Qingyunfang is the safest place in Tiantang City.

No one dares to cause trouble here!

...

At this moment, Yun Zuiyue was dressed in red, sending out more than a dozen military guards with a sweet smile.

"Master Jun, walk slowly, we don't want to commit crimes here, don't come next time, we can't afford the anger of the army..."

Several hidden guards looked helpless.

What can I do?

Who dares to forcibly search Qingyunfang? Unless the old marshal comes in person, or can do it. Others... I'm afraid that if they come one by one, they will be invited out as softly as themselves.

However, the arrest of the assassin failed this time, and the old marshal was furious. Now that I have searched all over Tiantang City, I still can't find it. When I go back, I really don't know what kind of storm I will face...

Yun Zuiyue was dressed in a picture-perfect red dress, lazily leaning lightly on the doorpost of Qingyunfang, but she was naturally full of intoxicating amorous feelings.

The stunning face seems to always carry a slight smile, and there are thousands of amorous feelings in the blink of an eye.

Pedestrians walking by the side of the road couldn't help but straighten their eyes.

In the depths of Yun Zuiyue's eyes, there was an unspeakable resentment, she sighed softly, that enemy...hasn't come for more than a year...

Where did he go?

Could it be that... have you forgotten?

...

Across the street corner, Yun Yang was dressed in purple, standing with his hands behind his back. He has been standing here for a long time, seeing two teams of dark guards one after another, being sent out by Yun Zuiyue calmly.

Yun Yang has complicated eyes.

There is even some guilt.

He didn't want to go there; he didn't want to face Yun Zuiyue; but... the dark guards had all returned without success.

Lao Mei was standing beside him, not knowing what her young master was doing standing here.

Seeing that Yun Zuiyue was about to turn around and go back, Yun Yang heaved a long sigh and strode over.

Yun Yang's character is like this, before deciding to do something, he will think a lot; when he doesn't want to face something, he will also want to shrink back.

But once he decides to do it, there is no turning back! There is no other consideration but success.

Yun Zuiyue sighed softly, and was about to turn around to go back, when she suddenly saw the purple-clothed boy striding towards her across the street.

This young man's face made Yun Zuiyue admire him, what a handsome young man.

Just as she was thinking, Yun Yang had already stood in front of her, and said with a smile, "Miss Zuiyue, right?"

Yun Zuiyue smiled softly, and said: "Young master is...? Look at it, it's a little strange."

Yun Yang smiled and said: "It is inevitable to be born face to face, but, I know your name is Yun Zuiyue, and now I will let Miss Yun know that my surname is also Yun, and we are a family."

"So now, you're not considered a stranger, right?" Yun Yang's smile was full of affinity.

Yun Zuiyue covered her mouth and smiled lightly: "Young master is really funny, yes, we are indeed not strangers now."

"Well, since I'm no longer a stranger, can I invite Miss Zuiyue to have a meal?" Yun Yang said, "How about here in Qingyunfang?"

Yun Zuiyue's eyes fluttered, and said: "Young master, the food in Qingyunfang is not cheap."

Yun Yang smiled lightly: "No matter how expensive it is, it's still worth it to treat Miss Zuiyue to a meal."

"Young master can really talk." Yun Zuiyue smiled coquettishly, and said: "However, the servants don't believe that the young master came to Qingyun Fang just to invite Zuiyue to eat this meal?"

She looked at Yun Yang with a scrutinizing gaze, with some meaningful meaning: "Young master must be... In my Qingyunfang, there are also girls who are good friends?"

Yun Yang said: "The girls in Qingyunfang are too rich, and I am really poor, so this time, I really just invited Miss Zuiyue to dinner. By the way... I have a few questions, and I also want to talk to Zuiyue." Let's discuss it, Miss Yue. I hope the girl will appreciate it."

Yun Zuiyue giggled, and said: "Well, I know that you must have a purpose, but you are so handsome, just for your face... the slave family is not busy right now."

"My lord, please."

"Miss Drunken Moon, please."

Yun Yang calmly entered Qingyunfang together with Yun Zuiyue.

Lao Mei was behind, her already shocked eyeballs were about to drop.

Our young master...is quite good at flirting with beautiful women...this eloquence, this way of striking up conversations, this calmness, this naturalness...

Veteran!

Lao Mei felt that she couldn't understand her son even more.

In front of the person who should not be teased, he is so familiar with the way of teasing, without any hindrance; but in front of the person who should be teased, he is completely incomprehensible with cold words and harsh words...

Lao Mei followed in hesitantly, with one foot high and the other low, in a daze: What's going on here?

Qingyun Square, the top floor.

The top floor is completely a gazebo. The walls on all sides are only half a foot high; then the pillars are connected to the ceiling one by one, surrounded by layers of gauze, and the wind blows from all directions, and the gauze is flying.

Lao Mei didn't follow, only Yun Yang and Yun Zuiyue came up. When giving the instructions, Lao Mei understood with a look of comprehension: "I understand, I understand."

Yun Yang looked at the wretched expression on Lao Mei's face, that "I know everything" wink, the winking look, and wanted to kick her: You know what a fart!

"Miss Zuiyue really knows how to enjoy." Yun Yang looked around with his hands behind his back: "It really is a different state of mind to overlook the Tiantang City from a height of tens of feet."

But my heart is like floating clouds, how many times have I come to the Four Wind Pavilion?

Yun Zuiyue smiled: "Life is alive, and you have worked so hard. Isn't everything you do just to make yourself more comfortable? Young Master Yun, do you think so?"

Yun Yang said: "The girl is right, but this is what most people think, and there are still some people who don't care about it."

Yun Zuiyue said lightly: "The thoughts of the vast majority of people are enough. Zuiyue doesn't want to be the minority."

Yun Yang said softly: "Actually, Miss Zuiyue is already a minority."

A flash of light flashed in Yun Zuiyue's eyes, and she said: "Master, you have won the prize." As he spoke, he slowly poured the tea that had been brewed into the teacup, and said, "Master, please use tea. If you have anything to do, let's drink it first." Let's talk after drinking this pot of tea, okay?"

When she speaks, it seems that she is never in a hurry or impatient, and every word is soft and beautiful, but it is definitely not deliberate.

"The girl is right." Yun Yang picked up the teacup, his eyes fixed on the amber-like tea inside, and said leisurely: "Three cups of wine in the world of mortals, and one pot of tea in Qianqiu Dominance; no matter what, just calm down, Talking about it after drinking a pot of tea will make you more confident and calmer."

Yun Zuiyue laughed and said: "Could it be that, my lord, will there be something uncomfortable that you want to talk to Zuiyue?"

Yun Yang said: "Not bad."

Yun Zuiyue's face changed slightly, and then she smiled sweetly and said, "My lord, I invite you to tea."

"Girl invites tea."

Yun Yang swallowed the tea in the cup slowly, feeling a warm current flowing down his throat, and his internal organs seemed to be warmed up, and praised softly: "Miss Zuiyue is becoming more and more proficient in tea ceremony. "

Yun Zuiyue glanced at Yun Yang lightly, and said with a slight smile, "Master, although it's the first time we meet, why...why do I feel so familiar with you? This matter is very strange."

There was a twitch deep in Yun Yang's eyes, and he smiled calmly, "That's the fate between me and Miss Zuiyue."

Yun Zuiyue covered her mouth and smiled lightly: "Young master is really bad."

He lowered his head to make tea, but his eyes had already cooled down. He lowered his head and said indifferently: "Young Master, you can say that it's not easy to come to Zuiyue this time."

Yun Yang nodded, and said: "It's a bit embarrassing to say, but it's because... girl, a fugitive is now mixed in... and this fugitive's identity is very important, once he escapes... there will be endless troubles..."

Yun Zuiyue's face turned completely cold, she sat up straight, and said indifferently: "My lord should understand that the rules of my Qingyunfang are the same."

Yun Yang smiled wryly: "It's because I understand that that's why I don't feel very calm."

Yun Zuiyue said coldly: "My lord, please go ahead, Zuiyue suddenly feels unwell and can't be with you anymore."

As he said that, he actually stood up directly, turned around and left without hesitation.

Yun Yang sat still, watching Yun Zuiyue walk to the door, an extremely complicated look flashed in his eyes, and said softly: "Girl, there is fire in my heart."

Yun Zuiyue's foot that was about to step out suddenly stopped in mid-air, and her delicate body seemed to be completely stiff at this moment, she tremblingly said: "You... what did you say?"

Turning around like a whirlwind, looking at Yun Yang with burning eyes.

Yun Yang closed his eyes, swallowed the overwhelming pain in his heart, his voice became calm again, and said: "Girl, the fire is very good, fire can make people feel warm, and it can also keep people away from hair and blood; and It can also burn the filth of the world... However, if this fire stays in my heart, I'm afraid...it will destroy me."

Yun Zuiyue's delicate body trembled, her face was pale, she suddenly rushed forward, grabbed the skirt of Yun Yang's chest, her face was pale, her eyes were fixed on Yun Yang's, hysterical He lowered his voice and asked, "You... who are you?"

Yun Yang didn't move, and said softly: "Water and fire are ruthless, fire can destroy everything. And in this world, there is nothing that is really not afraid of fire; Wangtu Baye, thousands of miles of forests, boundless grasslands...all may be destroyed. Wildfire starts a prairie and completely destroys it; but once the fire in the heart starts a prairie...is the real flare-up and out of control."

"Although there are tens of thousands of heroes in the world of mortals, the concubine does not look back and let alone disappear; the boudoir has no dreams and love, and the fire in the heart has already started a prairie fire." Yun Yang's deep voice carried a trace of unspeakable pain.

Yun Zuiyue's right hand was grabbing Yun Yang's skirt, and her veins had burst out. Her face was pale, but the circles of her eyes had turned red. She tried her best to calm herself down, but she was so trembling that she could hardly stand up, and said word by word: " Say, who are you!"

"How do you know, I wrote this poem!"

Everyone has a fire in their heart. He didn't know when it started to burn, but it never went out. Or you think that this fire has already been extinguished in the long river of time, but, when you look back at a certain time, you can still feel that it will still start a prairie fire, and it will be sore.

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