"I can't see any flaws, I just feel something is wrong in some aspect." Mu Wanrou shook her head.
"What aspect?" Boyanle asked curiously.
"When you first saw me, there was something wrong in your eyes. Normally, any normal man would not look at me so calmly. He would be somewhat touched, but you were really not touched." Wanrou smiled slightly.
Since her body gradually grew, she has gradually discovered that she has an extraordinary charm for men. As long as a normal person is a normal person, it is difficult to ignore her existence.
As she gets older over the years, this charm has not diminished but has only grown.
Even those men who can't control their hearts will do extremely crazy things when they see her.
"Can't it be because I have strong self-control? Do I have to be interested in you?" Boyanle asked with interest.
"Of course it is possible, but it is extremely unlikely. I don't believe that those extremely unlikely things will happen to me... When I was very young, I understood one thing. There are no miracles in this world. Every seemingly sweet gift from fate has been prepared with corresponding pain." Mu Wanrou said calmly.
"Don't forget that the flocks of prairie condors appeared on Savage Ridge in the hunting ground. Aren't they a miracle?"
"In my opinion, they are not miracles. There must be a reason for the appearance of the Prairie Condor. I think it has a lot to do with you. There are also people behind the scenes who are leading the arrangements."
"It's good that you only believe in yourself. At least you won't be fooled easily, but sometimes you have few friends." Boyanle picked up the water on the small table and took a sip.
"Maybe that's the price."
After saying that, Mu Wanrou half-closed her eyes, preparing to take some time to rest before arriving at Thousand Machine City.
"In Qianji City, we will take a short rest. Zoya's destination is Sixiang City, and your and my destination is the capital. When we arrive in the capital, there will be someone to help us." Boyan said happily.
"Yeah, okay." Mu Wanrou opened her eyes and responded, then closed her eyes again and rested.
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Beijing.
Cuiyun lives inside.
Zi Yan and Xing Yun were sitting in a box.
There are exquisite pastries and food on the table, as well as two bottles of wine. From the window, you can hear the humming of opera.
The person who was singing the song at this time was Qiaoyun, the top performer in Cuiyunju.
The joke that Miss Qiaoyun sang was an excerpt from the drama "White Snake" that has become very popular in Beijing recently.
The story of "White Snake" is that in the land south of the Yangtze River, a snake demon who has been cultivating for thousands of years turned into a beautiful woman Bai Suzhen. She came to the human world to repay her kindness, and met Xu Xian, who had a long-cherished wish in her previous life, and narrated a story.
Those spectators who listened to the music were already wiping away tears when they heard the graceful tunes and tragic stories.
"Are we going to keep listening? Do you really not care?" Xingyun took a sip of wine and took another bite of food.
"No matter." Zi Yan only said two words.
"Okay, you have the final say." Xingyun accompanied her out this time, but he didn't even understand Zi Yan's entire plan.
The only thing I know is that a villain may come here to cause trouble today.
However, after eating and drinking for a while, I also listened to music, but I haven't seen the bad guy come out yet.
Finally, he saw the evil guy coming in, but Zi Yan said he didn't care...
Well, he had no choice but to put aside his doubts and look out the window.
The person who broke in from the outside was a young man wearing brocade clothes. He looked like he belonged to a wealthy family. The fabrics on his body from top to bottom were all made of fine materials, and his face was even smeared with powder.
"Master Feng has arrived."
The dog-legger who was leading the way entered the venue first, and with just a shout, the entire venue instantly became a mess.
"What? Mr. Feng is here again today?"
"Hurry up and go. A few days ago, the man from the Ning family was smashed on the head by Mr. Feng. He still hasn't woken up yet. We can't let this happen."
"Yeah, without further ado, let's go through the back door."
"Today, shouldn't Mr. Feng be studying in the academy? Why did he run out again? What a bad luck."
A group of people chanted and ran in all directions.
When Mr. Feng walked in from the outside, all the people on the first floor of the venue had fled, except for those in the boxes on the second floor.
Of course, Mr. Feng's target is not the people in the box.
Mr. Feng looked up and saw the woman sitting on the stage.
The woman holding the pipa in her arms was pale, her eyes were full of fear, and she looked a little pitiful.
"Little beauty, you came out thinking that I wasn't here? Didn't you say you were sick?" Mr. Feng opened the folding fan in his hand, with a sinister smile on his face.
"Master, let me go, let me go."
The woman on the stage was slumped in a chair, her body too stiff to move.
In the box, Xingyun's eyes already showed a trace of pity.
"Miss Qiaoyun, you are being targeted by a bad young man. Is there such a bad young man in the capital?"
"There are so many that I can't even count them." Zi Yan said lightly.
"What does the evil young man think? If you want a girl, can't you just spend money? Why force her?" Xingyun has always been confused about this matter. He has also seen some evil young men with similar problems.
"How can you know the joy of fish if you are not a fish?" Zi Yan said.
"Yes, why should I know what they think? If you break the law, you can just arrest them." Xingyun stretched out his palm and slashed diagonally in the air.
"Don't worry about it for now, let's take a look and talk about it later. I've arranged for people to protect Qiaoyun's safety," Zi Yan said.
"I knew you would arrange it well. In that case, I'll just watch the fun." Xingyun picked up a peanut with chopsticks and threw it into his mouth, then stared out the window to watch the fun.
At this time, Mr. Feng walked up to the high platform and came to Qiaoyun step by step.
He walked very lightly, but every time he stepped on the floor, it was like a tap on Qiaoyun's heart.
"Master Feng, please give me some face. I will let you have fun another day."
The shopkeeper of Cuiyunju hurriedly stood up from behind, holding a piece of silver in his hand.
"Do you think this young master is short of money?"
"I come from a scholarly family, how can I do anything to bully others? What I want is fairness, fairness, fairness."
"We have negotiated for real money, and Qiaoyun should belong to me. So why do you refuse to fulfill it despite all the obstacles? You also lied to me, saying that you can't go out because you are sick. Isn't this just a show of singing?"
Mr. Feng snorted coldly, pulled back the folding fan, and tapped the other palm with a snap.
"Who do you think this young master is?"
"Today, Qiaoyun must be taken away without negotiation."
The shopkeeper was a middle-aged man. He said with a smile on his face: "Master, let's calm down your anger first... How dare we deceive you? Miss Qiaoyun is really sick."
