Chapter 117

The gate of Yucheng flower street was always opened after the first sound of the twilight drum. One by one, opened the gate and lit the red lanterns at the gate. The sound of Yingge and Yanwu began to appear one after another, gradually boiling.

Walking through Yunfan restaurant, Yi Xiaoqiao looked up. The golden plaque had been removed. At this time, the gate of the former prosperous and glorious restaurant was closed and sealed. The steps at the door were covered with dust. The autumn wind showed some decadence.

Yi Xiaoqiao glanced and continued to walk into the flower street. When she found Qian Yu, he was sitting in the elegant room on the second floor of Liang Fangge drinking.

A pot of sake, a few side dishes and a broken chess game were set aside. The sound of a piano curled from behind the bead curtain, indifferent and elegant.

Qian Yu propped his chin with one hand and glanced sideways at Yi Xiaoqiao. "You're brave enough to even come to such a place."

"If the end of the line is done correctly, there is no place in heaven and earth that you dare not go." Yi Xiaoqiao sat down opposite him, her eyes on the endgame, and she pursed her lips.

It has been written in the book that chess is the world. Qian Yu is good at chess, especially good people who like playing chess. Maybe it is because of this that Qian Yu and Wen Zheng have become good friends. Now they are probably here to Miss Wen Zheng.

"Will you?" Qian Yu handed the white chess Lou to Yi Xiaoqiao.

Yi Xiaoqiao shook his head: "sorry, young master Jun, I can't play chess."

Qian Yu snorted and smiled and didn't speak.

The piano sound flowed faintly in the room, and Yi Xiaoqiao watched him drink in silence.

"What are you doing here?" After drinking a pot of wine, Qian Yu put a glass and asked with great interest.

His eyes were shining, shining with the candle, as if they could penetrate people's hearts, but there was a little joy in silence.

Yi Xiaoqiao frowned more tightly. She always had the illusion that she had been trapped, as if she had been trapped by Qian Yu.

She licked her lips nervously and whispered, "the Yamen has posted a notice that the Third Master of Qi will be beheaded."

Liu Yin refilled a pot of wine.

Yi Xiaoqiao had sharp eyes and poured him a glass of wine.

Qian Yu held her head in one hand, with a faint smile on her lips, and looked at her with a smile.

Yi Xiaoqiao's face turned red when he saw it.

It has to be said that the male Lord is the male Lord. Although he is a little drunk now, he looks more attractive when he is drunk. He is like a criminal poppy, swaying and shaking in the wind, constantly hanging your heart.

Yi Xiaoqiao stubbornly opened his eyes and didn't see him, so as not to be bewitched by him.

Qin Yin didn't know when it stopped. The women behind the bead curtain came out one after another, saluted and retreated.

Yi Xiaoqiao and Qian Yu were soon left in the room, and there was no one else.

The sound of laughing at Yingge and Yanwu came from outside the door. Yi Xiaoqiao licked his dry lips and tried to calm his mind.

Qian Yu poured out a glass of wine and handed it over: "Third Master Qi asked to be beheaded. It's his fault. What's the matter with you and me?"

"But you and I know that the person who colludes with the blood lotus sect is not third master Qi." Yi Xiaoqiao looked up at him, but he looked pale and looked like a sword. He seemed to have seen through his mind. He could only lower his head and whispered, "the Yamen knows this. It's a matter of careless human life."

A glass of wine was pushed in front of her.

Yi Xiaoqiao looked up.

"Drink."

Yi Xiaoqiao was stunned, stared at the sparkling glass in front of him, and sipped his lips.

Qian Yu uses that kind of wine cup. It doesn't look big, but the strong smell tells Yi Xiaoqiao that it's not ordinary wine, but strong wine.

This kind of wine is different from the bed wine. The bed wine is fruit wine. Although it has a wine taste, it is not strong or spicy. It is used to adjust the atmosphere for the new couple. You can't drink a pot of wine like this. The shallow ones are slightly drunk at most and won't get drunk.

"I... don't drink very well."

Anyway, Qian Yu already knows that she is a woman, so there's no need to pretend to be a man. If she wasn't worried that Qian Yu would recognize herself as Mu Yi'an's wife, she might have removed Yi Rong earlier.

"If you don't want to drink, forget it. Please, childe Qiao."

Yi Xiaoqiao took a smoke from the corner of his lips and could only take it up and drink it.

There was not much wine in the wine cup, that is, a little sip, but the wine was hot. When she drank it, it burned from her throat to her stomach. Yi Xiaoqiao's tears were about to choke out. She covered her mouth and coughed stiffly.

Qian Yu pursed her lips and smiled, "young master Qiao."

“……”

Qian Yu took back the wine cup and said with a smile, "tell me, childe Qiao, what do you want me to do."

"Can you save Third Master Qi?"

"Yes." Qian Yu smiled.

Yes? So simple?

Yi Xiaoqiao thought he might be hearing hallucinations. Otherwise, how could he be so crisp and direct?

She looked at him with a slight frown and an inquisitive look in her eyes.

Qian Yu pursed her lips and smiled: "of course, I won't do it in vain. I must have a corresponding reward. As long as childe Qiao can afford the reward I want, I can save him."

Yi Xiaoqiao's fingertips intentionally or unintentionally stroked the small box with a jade hairpin in his clothes. After a moment's delay, he made up his mind and asked, "what reward do you want?"

Qian Yu took the wine cup and his eyes fell on her. A strange emotion flashed through his eyes. For a moment, he looked up and drank the wine in the wine cup, and said in a deep voice, "Jade Dragon hairpin!"

Yi Xiaoqiao suddenly raised his head and looked at him in surprise. Thoughts flashed in his head: he knows. He already knows that the jade dragon hairpin is in her hand. How can it be! Where did he reveal his flaws and how did he know?

Those thoughts flashed so fast that Yi Xiaoqiao couldn't react at all.

"Young master......" Yi Xiaoqiao opened his mouth and could not speak.

Qian Yu's gentle eyes fell on her face and smiled.

Yi Xiaoqiao pursed his lips: "if I could take out the jade dragon hairpin, would you really save him?"

"It's hard to recover a big husband's words." Qian Yu smiled lightly.

Yi Xiaoqiao picked up the wine pot, poured a glass of wine, looked up and swallowed it.

Qian Yu frowned.

Yi Xiaoqiao put the wine cup and licked his lips. The hot temperature of the liquor burned her esophagus, but also made her sober: "you didn't intend to kill Third Master Qi."

At this moment, the context of all things became clear. She looked up at Qian Yu with a faint smile on her lips: "you inspired Mrs. Qi to find me. In fact, you already knew who I was. You deliberately closed Third Master Qi and even posted that notice to get your jade dragon hairpin back."

Qian Yu sipped the wine and nodded: "I said earlier that you are a little clever. I really didn't look out of my sight."

Yi Xiaoqiao couldn't tell whether he was angry or regretful, or it was a very uncomfortable feeling. He was fooled, but he had nothing to do.

She took a long breath, picked up the wine pot, hesitated and put it down. She was angry, but there was no place to vent. She could only take out the box containing the hairpin and pass it to him: "if you really come to me for it, I won't give it to you, but it's inevitable for you to do so... Don't be a gentleman and leave."

Qian Yu frowned and looked askew, but saw the door open, and Yi Xiaoqiao had disappeared.

He reached out and slowly opened the box.

The jade dragon hairpin lay quietly in the box. Under the light of the candle, the jade dragon hairpin was shining.

Mingming has successfully got the jade dragon hairpin, but why is he so unhappy? It seems that something has slipped away from me, but I can't catch it.

"Master?" Liu Yin came in.

"He's back?"

Liu Yin nodded, "yes."

Qian Yu waved and Liu Yin took orders to step back.

"Young master, young master, you wait." Peach follows Yi Xiaoqiao.

Yi Xiaoqiao walked fast and was angry and stuffy. He used to see Gan Yu's "Yin man" very happy. Who knows how it feels to use it on himself. It's really unpleasant to be Yin.

"Little Joe, Little Joe."

"What are you doing..."

Yi Xiaoqiao followed his reputation and saw a man standing in the corner. It was dark and his appearance was not very clear, but Yi Xiaoqiao saw that it was Cui Qi.

When the evening drum came, Yi Xiaoqiao looked up at the sky. She quickly walked over: "Why are you here at this time?"

"Let me show you something." Cui Qi pulled down his purse and poured out a few things in his palm: "what do you think this is?"

Yi Xiaoqiao picked up a fixed eye to see that it was a golden bead the size of a soybean: "golden beads? Where did they come from?"

"The blood lotus sect commander, and this." He spread out his hand again. In the palm of his hand were several slender silver beads.