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In the dark night, Chu Junran's expression was flickering under the light of the candle flame. He watched helplessly as the moth flew into the candle flame and struggled in the wax.

"Yes." Tang Ming lowered his eyes, not looking at Chu Jungran.

"Did you just say that when you took the Blue Lotus Seed, you suddenly experienced an intense pain?" Chu Junran yawned and changed the topic as if nothing had happened.

"Yes. If I'm not wrong, it should be due to the suppression drug I took." Tang Ming nodded, while Chu Tianlang narrowed his eyes.

"It's that medicine." Chu Junran ruffled his hair, "That medicine uses poison to fight against poison, but you've already eaten the second blue lotus seed, so the poison should have been removed by now, but you'll still be blind for a month."

"One month?" Tang Ming looked up.

"It's very difficult to completely get rid of that poison." Chu Junran casually waved his hand, "You may leave. There will be a lot of work to do tomorrow. The Pure Wind House likes to put on airs. They are bad habits that they brought from the imperial city."

"Yes."

The next day, it was just as Chu Jungran had said. Early in the morning, he had sent someone to invite everyone to watch the show.

"Watching a show? The Pure Wind House even hired a crew?" Luo Ling crawled up from the bed with a "gulu" sound and looked at Tang Ming with glowing eyes.

"Mm, change your clothes and follow me out." Tang Ming looked at the disheveled Luo Ling and said, "Also, clean up."

"Oh." Luo Ling laughed foolishly, "Yes, yes."

Tang Ming didn't say anything. When he opened the door, he saw Dan Jiao wearing a red uniform as he followed him.

When Tang Ming looked at his Dajun Steps, he had the nagging feeling that the other party seemed to know martial arts?

Tang Ming hesitated for a moment, but he didn't follow.

This was the Pure Wind Manor. With Young Noble Wushuang overseeing the operation and Su Jinyun leading the bodyguards, he was not the only customer who needed to worry about it.

Tang Ming leaned against the pillar and closed his eyes, pretending to sleep.

"Crack —"

Tang Ming opened his eyes and saw that Luo Ling had already changed his clothes. After looking up and down, Luo Ling blinked his eyes doubtfully and asked, "Senior Brother, what's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

Tang Ming stepped forward and helped Luo Ling straighten his collar: "Next time you wear a coat, be careful."

"Alright." Luo Ling heaved a sigh of relief. Seeing Tang Ming turn around and leave, he quickly followed, "Wait for me, Senior Brother."

When Tang Ming heard this, he slowed down his pace.

The troupe was in a spacious courtyard. Tang Ming and Luo Ling followed the disciple who was receiving guests to their seats.

"Eldest Brother, Second Brother." The beautifully dressed Xu Miao came out from the crowd and hugged Tang Ming's thigh. Tang Ming could not bear to reprimand such a small person.

"Miao Miao, why didn't you hug me? Senior Brother, what kind of bewitching soup have you given Miao Miao?" Luo Ling pretended to be heartbroken as he looked at Xu Miao. Sure enough, Xu Miao giggled and extended her hand towards Luo Ling, "Senior Brother, I want to hug you."

"Junior Sister." Luo Ling picked up Xu Miao and rubbed her hands together.

"Hehehehehehe." Xu Miao smiled and pushed him a few times, but she did not push him away.

Tang Ming looked at his junior martial brother and sister teasing him, but didn't join in. Instead, he looked around and indeed saw Su Jinyun and Duan Yanran.

The Pure Wind House and the Cloud Sky Sect's positions were about the same, and they were both at the very front. However, it was unknown whether it was because of the farce yesterday or the fact that the king had yet to see the king, but the two sects were separated by the Thousand Revolution Pavilion.

Even so, Tang Ming was still able to hear Su Jinyun's words, "The heart of a yearning girl cannot stop itself from having a child accompany it when it sees a child just like the daughter." If.

"Congratulations."

"Congratulations on your birthday, Young Noble Wushuang."

The sounds of congratulatory words rose and fell, causing the noisy people in the courtyard to immediately stand up, except for the Cloud Sky Sect.

Su Ziyue looked at Chu Jungran, who was still standing there motionlessly. Chu Jungran frowned and raised his glass in the end, "Congratulations, you have aged one year again."

Su Ziyue smiled without a care and looked away. After a moment of silence, the scene became lively again, as if a few drops of water had dropped into boiling hot oil with a crackling sound.

Chu Junran snorted mockingly and continued drinking and eating, as if the noise around him had nothing to do with him.

Gu Han sighed and ignored the surrounding people. In any case, the Cloud Sky Sect was known to be a lone wolf. Unless something big happened in the martial arts world, they wouldn't easily recruit people.

"The opera is about to begin. Everyone, sit down and listen to the play." Su Ziyue said with a smile, and as expected, everyone took their seats.

"Peony jubilant spring wind, full of joy, red candles.

"The five ladies have come to celebrate their birthday."

Amidst the chorus, Dan Jiao slowly walked onto the stage, and leisurely and elegantly said, "White jade ruyi offers father-in-law as a gift, and good luck to you for your longevity.

Taking over the orders, knowing that it was time to return home,

To be willing to support was like being filial to one's parents.

As the saying goes, if a son-in-law is half a son,

"Welcome to the two elders, and to live peacefully with the young master Su Shou."

Tang Ming looked at Dan Jiao in confusion. He had a nagging feeling that Dan Jiao's voice sounded especially familiar.

"It's' The Five Women's Birthday '?" Chu Junran finally raised his head, Gu Han nodded, "Su Ziyue's birthday, as long as it is a song, it will definitely be a play."

Chu Junran's hand shook and the fish in his chopsticks fell onto the table.

"Heh." Chu Tianleng pretended that nothing had happened and put down his chopsticks.

"What's wrong, senior brother?" Gu Han looked at Chu Jungran.

Chu Junran closed his eyes, "On that night, Tang Qing also chose this show. Who would want to see Su Ziyue's play?"

"He's worse off than anyone." Gu Han hesitated for a moment, "That year, he led a righteous team to obtain victory. It was already extremely thrilling. The reputation of Young Noble Wushuang deserves his reputation."

"You're speaking for him?" Chu Junran looked at Gu Han.

"Nope." "I'm just speaking the truth." Gu Shenwei said with a cold face.

"He's really not cute." Chu Junran spoke out subconsciously, and then he was stunned.

Gu Han was also stunned, and only regained his senses after a long while, "Senior Brother, you haven't said that for a long time."

"Let's just listen to the show." Chu Feng turned his head away.

Just then, a pitch black needle shot out from the corner of the stage. At the same time, Su Ziyue also opened her eyes. With a wave of her hand, she blocked the flying needle with her sleeve.

A hole appeared in the sleeve where the flying needle had pierced.

"Give me your life!" The red coat was thrown into the sky, the dagger in his hand was thrown towards Su Ziyue.

Tang Ming suddenly remembered. He had once heard Feng Tian sing this drama in the He manor.

So, this cape is Feng Tian?

Su Ziyue sat on the spot with an unchanging expression. After a while, a few disciples from the Pure Wind House jumped out one by one to stop Feng Tian.

Su Ziyue sighed, "Don't hurt him too badly, let him go. He's a disciple of an old friend after all."

"Do you know who I am?" Feng Tian looked at Su Ziyue.

Su Ziyue smiled, "I heard that he once pitied a little playboy and took him in as his disciple."