The deepest part of the study.
"Someone knocked on the door of the calligraphy and painting shop." Fairy Yuheng reminded softly, and gently tapped Li Su's eyebrows with her right index finger. The unusually cool Qingqi instantly helped Li Su lower his rising anger.
Li Su calmed down and looked at Fairy Yuheng, "How many people are there?"
"Three." Fairy Yuheng said.
"The person knocking on the door at this time is most likely related to the Imperial City Division. I'll go take a look." Li Su said, stood up, and quickly put on his clothes.
Fairy Yuheng said softly: "Be careful."
Li Su had already gotten out of bed, chuckled and joked: "Even you can't do anything to me, and others can't even do that."
Fairy Yuheng gave Li Su a slightly angry look.
"Wait until I come back." Before Li Su left, he gently scraped the tip of Fairy Yuheng's nose.
Fairy Yuheng sat up and looked at Li Su's back. The last sentence of "Three Transformations of the Brothel" came to mind again:
The belt becomes wider and wider, but I don't regret it anymore. I feel haggard because of the beauty.
"No wonder most people in the world sink into the world of mortals. Just by observing, they will probably never be able to understand my state of mind at the moment..." Fairy Yuheng lay down again.
Lying on this bed, when getting along with the young man, she deliberately ignored her identity as the female leader of the Tianzong and regarded herself as an ordinary woman.
Even from the perspective of the female leader of the Tianzong, the young man is a rare and talented young man.
When an ordinary woman receives the love of a young man, she will most likely accept it gladly, willing to give everything she has to him, and willing to fulfill all his wishes, and she will be happy to do so.
This is what Fairy Yuheng did.
She thought she might feel unwell, but it turned out that since that night she didn't refuse the young man's approach, she seemed to have lost the ability to refuse.
She was vaguely looking forward to the young man's closeness, and satisfying him seemed to be her top priority.
The young man's smile seemed to be extremely contagious and could make her feel happy involuntarily.
As the female leader of the Tianzong, Fairy Yuheng thought that her state of mind had long reached a transcendental state of not being happy with things and not sad with herself. But now she discovered that there is such a young man in this world who can make her The mood rises and falls like a tide.
Every word and action of the young man seemed to touch her heartstrings and control her emotions.
…
When leaving the study, Li Su saw Tian Qi, Zi Ying, and Gu Qingyan all walking to the courtyard.
"There is someone outside the calligraphy and painting shop." Ziying looked serious.
Li Su nodded slightly, "I'll go over and take a look."
"We will accompany you." Tian Qi said softly.
Li Su raised her eyebrows slightly and glanced at Ziying.
Ziying had a cold face and did not speak. She and Her Royal Highness had the same idea, and they were both worried that the person coming might directly capture Li Su.
Once that happens, their preparations in the past few days will be completely useless.
"Okay." Li Su smiled knowingly, knowing that the two girls were worried about him.
Gu Qingyan glanced at Li Su secretly, thinking that this bastard probably hadn't really realized what kind of situation he would encounter next.
"It is indeed difficult for a young man in the city to understand what the Great Qian Dynasty means." Gu Qingyan shook her head secretly.
Li Su, Tian Qi, and Zi Ying walked to the calligraphy and painting shop together.
"Ah Ying, open the door." Li Su ordered directly when he came to the counter of the calligraphy and painting shop.
Ziying's face was dark, and she glared at Li Su fiercely, then walked helplessly to the door.
Tian Qi gave Li Su a look, quietly came to the inside of the counter, and squatted down.
Li Su was surprised and glanced at Tian Qi searchingly.
Tian Qi's pretty face turned red, she pointed at her cheek and gently shook her finger.
Li Su understood and sat on the old man's chair at the counter. He stretched out his right hand and rubbed Tian Qi's head.
Tian Qi opened her eyes wide, and her pretty face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The corners of Li Su's mouth raised slightly, and she calmly retracted her hand, raising her eyes to look at the opened door.
Tian Qi glared at Li Su, lowered his head, made a gentle seal with his hands, and the golden patterns under his feet flashed away.
At the same time, Tian Qi's breath, heartbeat, and fragrance from her body disappeared without a trace.
The door is open.
Xiao Yuancheng's eyes lit up when he first saw the purple shadow opening the door; when he saw Li Su sitting at the counter, his eyes lit up again, and a happy smile appeared on his face.
I was sure in my heart that the next days in Gusu City would not be too lonely.
Ziying stood by the door and glanced at the three people outside. There was a hint of solemnity under the cold face.
She recognized the painting saint Pei Xuanzi.
"A female assassin reveals her figure and her power is halved." Xiao Yuancheng smiled lightly and walked into the calligraphy and painting shop.
Cao Huaji followed closely behind.
When the Painting Saint walked in, he nodded slightly at Ziying.
None of the three people greeted Li Su immediately. Their eyes fell on the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls.
Ziying walked back to the counter and stood outside Li Su. After thinking for a while, she picked up the teapot on the counter and poured Li Su a cup of tea.
The two of them were silent as they looked at the slightly yellowed tea in the teacup.
Li Su thought about it carefully. It seemed that the last time he changed the tea was more than half a year ago.
"This painter is really average." Xiao Yuancheng commented.
Li Su glanced at the man sideways, snorted secretly, and ignored him.
"The painting skills are indeed average, but they are all quite artistic." Painting Saint Fu Xu commented.
"Ah Ying, give each of these two talking guests a cup of tea." Li Su glanced at Zi Ying and chuckled, "Usually the guests who come to my place will have completely different feelings after tasting the tea and then the paintings. .”
There was a strange flash in Ziying's eyes, and he quietly picked up the teapot and poured tea into the two cups on the tea tray.
Xiao Yuancheng and Painting Saint couldn't help but turn around and look at the counter, becoming curious about the tea.
Ziying picked up the tea tray and walked to the two of them.
"Could it be poisoned?" Xiao Yuancheng stared at the yellowed tea, very wary, and glanced at the painting saint.
The Painting Saint remained calm, picked up a cup of tea, sniffed it gently, and his brows twitched imperceptibly.
"This is aged Pu'er tea, produced in Yunzhou." Li Su smiled and said, "One tael of tea leaves, one hundred taels of gold. If you drink this tea, you must buy a painting from me."
"Aged Pu'er tea?" The painting sage whispered, bringing the teacup to his mouth and taking a sip.
"How?" Xiao Yuancheng asked.
Cao Huaji couldn't help but look at the painting saint, and suddenly felt a little lucky in his heart. Fortunately, this person came with him, otherwise he would have been the one to test the poison.
The Painting Saint frowned tightly and raised his eyes to glance at Li Su with an unkind look.
There is definitely something wrong with this tea.
Li Su's expression remained normal and he said: "Strong tea is very bitter. Just take a sip, but you won't be able to taste the real taste."
"This bastard is so brave." Ziying, who was standing next to Li Su, held her breath slightly. She was sure that this was definitely not some aged Pu'er tea, but just a pot of ordinary tea that had been left out for too long and the color had changed. .
She even suspected that the tea might stink.
There are probably not many people in the world who would dare to invite a great painting saint to drink this kind of tea.
The painting sage stared at the tea, doubtful for a moment, the taste was so weird.
"Poisonous?" Xiao Yuancheng asked with a frown.
The Painting Saint muttered: "It should be non-poisonous."
"Should?" Xiao Yuancheng was dissatisfied.
The Painting Saint immediately changed his mind, "I'm sure, it's not poisonous."
