In the weak firelight, Ye Hu, who had removed his black scarf, was sucking out the venom from the wound of the woman in black.
"Ugh!" After taking a few mouthfuls of scorpion venom, Ye Hu's lips turned purple and he couldn't help but spurt a mouthful of blood on the ground.
"Ye Wewei, this poison is too strong! Don't take any more risks for me." The woman in black on the bed muttered to herself in a state of confusion.
"Girl, don't worry, the mere scorpion poison won't stun Ye!" Ye Hu took out his handkerchief and wiped the blood from his mouth, then gently lifted the woman in black up and put his right palm on her Xinshu point.
"Brother Hu, how am I inferior to Si Ruoshui?" The woman in black continued to talk: "Have you never liked me before?"
"Girl, concentrate your mind! Don't think too much." Ye Hu frowned, but the internal force in his palm was gradually strengthening, and the venom was forced out of the body bit by bit along the fingers of the woman in black.
After five breaths, Ye Hu vomited out the energy in his right palm. The liquid dripping from the right finger of the woman in black changed from black to red, and the originally pale face gradually gained some color.
"Who?" Ye Hu laid the slightly improved woman in black on the couch and heard the slightest sound outside the door.
"Sir, is there a member of staff looking for you?" The maid outside the door knocked gently on the door, and a sweet voice came in.
"Executive member? What are you saying?" Ye Hu grasped the knife at his waist with vigilance and hid behind the door.
"Mr. Ye, is it your way of hospitality to keep guests away from the door?" Another question came to mind outside the door.
"It turns out to be Lin Yuanwai." Ye Hu opened the door and saw a maid in an underskirt and a man in a long beard standing side by side. He immediately took out two taels of silver and handed it to the maid: "Okay, you have nothing to do here. ”
"My slave, please leave." Watching the maid in the undershirt retreat, Ye Hu pulled the bearded man into the room: "Why are you here? Aren't you afraid of the crowd?"
"What else do I want to ask you?" The long-bearded man suddenly showed an angry look: "Why did you come to Ziyanxuan? Don't you know that this is a place where there is no return?"
"Then do you think there is still somewhere that Ye can go?" Ye Hu pushed back without giving in: "In less than one night, all our craftsmen were killed and injured. Why didn't you spread the news in advance? Also, in the pavilion, In the end what happened?"
"That's because Lu Xingyun is just a puppet now and can't make any decisions." The long-bearded man said coldly.
"Puppet, can't be the master?" Ye Hu frowned, and suddenly thought of something: "Could it be..."
"Wuchenghou is here!" The long-bearded man's words confirmed Ye Hu's thoughts: "I'm afraid a bloody storm is inevitable."
"Except the military officer of Marquis Wu Cheng." Ye Hu nodded, covering his injured chest: "No wonder there is such a master in the pavilion."
"This girl seems to have been poisoned?" The long-bearded man glanced at the woman in black lying on the bed, but said coldly without any sympathy: "Young Master should not have allowed her to act randomly from the beginning. Zuo Tianhao is so Is it easy to deal with?"
"If you don't let her do it, I'm afraid it will cause even greater trouble." Ye Hu shook his head and said, "And the top priority is not the time to discuss right and wrong, and this place is not a place for you to stay for a long time."
"Master Ye, I have said everything that needs to be said." The long-bearded man naturally knew the dangers here, so he continued to ask: "Are you really planning to stay in Xuanzhong?"
"Even if Ye doesn't plan to stay here, then other places in the pavilion will be safe?" Ye Hu said firmly, "Besides, staying here is also to complete the tasks assigned by the Lord."
"Mu Hanlei, get out of here." Tong Bo raised his neck, put the spout of the wine bottle directly on his mouth, and drank the chalcedony wine happily, while cursing at the top of his voice: "Zhao Fei, Lu Xingyun, you guys... It’s really unsatisfactory that you would leave me alone.”
"Master, Master! You've drunk too much, let me take you back to your room to rest." On the corridor on the third floor of Ziyan Pavilion, two maids in plain skirts saw Tong Bo shouting for fear of causing any trouble, so they hurried Step forward and hold his arms on both sides.
"Huh? Who are you?" Tong Bo deliberately narrowed his eyes into a straight line, moved toward the maid on the right, and suddenly pushed her away: "Go away! Who wants you vulgar fans to serve you? Go Ask Mu Hanlei to come and serve me personally."
"Please, Master, if you alert the shopkeeper, the slaves will be punished." The maid on the left shook Tong Bo's arm coquettishly.
"Sir?" Tong Bo glanced at the performance stage below and said with a smile: Huh? Where is the girl who led the dance just now? If you can call her to serve me, that's fine. "
"Young master, that girl is not something that a servant can touch." The maid on the right leaned forward again and begged.
"No?" Tong Bo glared at the maid on the right coldly, stumbled forward, and continued to shout: "Mu Hanlei, get out of here."
"Master, Master!" The maid on the left hurriedly followed, but secretly signaled the maid on the right with her eyes, and the maid on the right quietly retreated knowingly.
"It seems that she is going to find her master!" Tong Bo seemed to be drunk, but in his heart he was like a mirror: "These maids are by no means idle people, even though they always smile so humblely, they try their best to endure The guests make all kinds of unreasonable troubles, but their eyes occasionally exude strong murderous intent."
"Oh, it's that blind thing who dared to hit me!" Tong Bo was thinking, and suddenly felt that he was hit by someone, and started to curse without thinking.
"I'm so sorry, sir!" The person who bumped into Tong Bo was the bearded man who was in Ye Hu's room earlier. He hid his face and lowered his head, just apologized and hurried away.
"Huh? I seem to have seen this person somewhere. There must be something fishy in such a hurry?" Tong Bo wanted to follow him and have a look, but then he thought: "It's better not to get into trouble at the moment. The most important thing is to concentrate on dealing with the situation in front of you; There are at least thirty rooms on these three floors. Since we can’t explore them one by one, we must use more efforts to muddy the water.”
The Qianjin Hall of Ziyanxuan is located on the fourth floor. As its name suggests, the hall is very luxuriously decorated, with gold and jade as the hall, red beams and embroidered columns, giving it a gaudy atmosphere.
In the center of the hall, Mu Hanlei twisted her slender waist like a water snake, spinning happily on her toes, and flirting with Lu Shaoyun from time to time.
"Zhao is really in for a treat today. Not only can he enjoy the shadow fan dance, he can also perform the dance himself, the shopkeeper Mu." The man in fur clothes was the first to applaud.
"As long as Mr. Zhao is satisfied!" A short-bearded man sitting in the center raised the wine statue and said with a smile: "Come on, come on, drink this cup for our happy cooperation." It’s convenient for you.” The man in fur clothes was not polite and drank the wine from the wine master in one gulp: “Besides, the price given by Yuanwai is also very fair!”
"When doing business with Mr. Zhao, money has never been an issue." The short-bearded man flattered the man in fur clothes at the right time: "You know how many people want to cooperate with Mr. Zhao, but they haven't had the chance yet."
"You're too polite." Although the man in fur was polite, his proud look betrayed his inner pride: "Xingyun, I will leave all the responsibility to you for this matter."
"Brother takes such good care of Xingyun, how dare he fail to do his best." Lu Xingyun looked happy, as if he had gained a lot of benefits this time.
"Master Lu, don't forget all about the slave family when you talk about business." After finishing the dance, Mu Hanlei walked to Lu Xingyun's side with light steps, and put a jade hand with red nails on his shoulder. "Tell me, how does this dance compare to that girl just now?"
"In terms of dancing skills, of course Shopkeeper Mu is better." The man in fur clothes didn't wait for Lu Shaoyun to speak and interrupted first: "If Shopkeeper Mu hadn't been a capable person other than Mr. Sun, Zhao would have wanted to hire him with a thousand dollars."
"What Brother Zhao said is true, and Xingyun feels the same way." Lu Xingyun didn't have much affection for Mu Hanlei at first, but it was obvious that the man in fur clothes said this, but it was hard to get along with him.
"If Han Lei is willing, Sun will have no objection." The short-bearded man pretended to be polite and said with a smile.
"Mr. Zhao, Mr. Lu, how can the Nu family be as good as you say." Mu Hanlei giggled and put her jade hand on Lu Xingyun's shoulder and gently rubbed it.
"It's a joke, it's a joke." The man in fur clothes was obviously a veteran at the scene: "How can we dare to get involved in anyone other than Mr. Sun, hahaha!"
"Shopkeeper, Mr. Wang seems to have drunk a lot of wine and is clamoring to see you!" The maid in the undershirt from before ran in in a panic: "He also said, he also said..."
"What kind of behavior are you in such a hurry? Have you forgotten all the usual rules?" Before the maid in the undershirt could finish speaking, she received a sharp slap from Mu Hanlei.
"Prince? Who is he?" The short-bearded man sitting in charge covered half of his mouth with one finger, and the maid with an aggrieved face asked: "Also, what else did he say?"
"What are you still doing? Just answer whatever my boss asks you." Seeing that the maid in the undershirt didn't respond for a while, Mu Hanlei scolded her repeatedly.
"He, he also said that the two young masters Zhao and Lu are not interesting enough to enjoy themselves and leave him alone." The maidservant in the skirt turned around and said quickly: "If the shopkeeper doesn't go and serve him personally, he will leave him alone." Turn it over again."
"Hahaha! This is our negligence." The man in fur clothes burst out laughing after hearing this: "This prince is the son of Mr. Wang Qingzhi, the minister of the Ministry of Industry, and is also a friend of Zhao. I wonder if you would mind inviting me. Did he come to this Qianjin Hall?"
"Oh? Since he is Mr. Zhao's friend, what's the harm in inviting him here!" The short-bearded man said with a smile: "Anyway, we have finished talking about the business."
"My boss, how can such an important place be allowed to let idlers enter?" Mu Hanlei seemed to have a deep hatred for Wang Junchen.
"Everyone who comes is a guest, so don't be rude." The short-bearded man waved his hand, stood up and said with a smile: "Sun has something else to do and I won't accompany you! Han Lei, please greet the two young masters for me."
