In the backyard.
Yu Liancheng and Yu Hua Kui sit opposite each other, one is extremely elegant, and the other is the most beautiful person in the north.
The young men in black were playing with Wu Meiniang in their arms, sometimes touching her head and sometimes scratching her chin. The white cat had already narrowed its eyes in comfort.
Yu Liancheng looked at the slightly resentful Yu Youwei next to him, and suddenly found that she seemed very similar to the cat in his arms, but one was lazy and comfortable, and the other seemed to be about to explode. It was as if the slender white palms were about to grow sharp claws and break his head to bleed.
Yu Liancheng chuckled, and the two chatted for a few more words, but Yu Huakui still applied indifferently, and his reply was also cold. It seems that the wife has been sitting at home and waiting for a long time before her husband comes back from fooling around outside.
Facing this lukewarm Yu Weiwei, Yu Liancheng sighed, placed Wu Meiniang in his arms on the stone table, stood up, turned around and left, leaving behind a cup of almost cold tea.
"Wait, you...you want to leave?" Yu Huaoi did not expect that the other party would be so straightforward and without any hesitation, and he felt panic and reluctance in his heart.
"Since you don't want to talk to me, I can't stay and be annoying." Yulian didn't return to the city. If others don't give him a good look, he won't ask for trouble.
"Wait a minute." Seeing that Yu Liancheng was about to step out of the courtyard in a few steps, Yu Youwei couldn't help but step forward quickly, stretched out her delicate hand, and took his arm.
With a slight exertion, it touches the skin and feels hot for a moment.
But Yu Xuanji immediately noticed something was wrong and quickly let go of his hand, his pretty face flushed slightly. Seeing Yu Liancheng's gaze, he hurriedly said: "You taught me swordsmanship last time, but now you want to leave without saying goodbye. Is it possible that Emperor Murong Tong, the majestic Lord of Huishan and whose reputation is second only to Wang Xianzhi in the world, also wants to lie? ?”
Yu Liancheng turned his head and looked at the young fish Wei with a pair of eyes. His eyes were burning and seemed to reach straight into his heart. He said bluntly: "Are you blaming me for never coming to see you?"
"Stop talking nonsense." Yu Youwei snorted coldly and turned around, leaving Yu Liancheng with an infinitely beautiful face.
"I think you have heard that my court has done something during this period, killing the prince Zhao Kai, the human cat Han Shengxuan, the sick tiger Yang Taisui, and many masters... Huishan traveled thousands of miles to Beiliang Prince's Mansion, When I solved the trouble, I came to see you, which naturally took a lot of time. As for the previous promises, of course they still count."
"Did you...really kill Zhao Kai?"
Yu Youwei's beautiful eyes twinkled. As a native of Western Chu, her belief in revenge has never ceased. As for the person to take revenge, in the end, they chose the philandering and lustful idiot prince Xu Fengnian. If she could see the Liyang Dynasty suffer, she would be very happy.
"Not bad." Yu Liancheng nodded.
Yu Youwei's beautiful eyes sparkled: "Can you tell me more about it?"
"Easy to say."
The two sat back down again, and Yu Liancheng recounted the process of killing the cat, beheading Tai Sui, and stabbing the prince.
Of course, it would have been a bit too boring to directly crush it with force. It was necessary to add fuel and jealousy to make the story more ups and downs and exciting, which is no worse than a storyteller.
When it was said at the end, "The arrogant, arrogant, lustful and greedy Prince Zhao Kai was beheaded by Murong Tonghuang, who was highly skilled in martial arts, just, awe-inspiring and suave, with one blow." Yu Youwei's beautiful eyes couldn't help but clasp her palms, and her pretty face showed excitement, vaguely like A child saw Sun Dasheng knocking a monster blocking the road to death with a stick.
Of course, Yu Xuanji is a very smart woman, so she can naturally detect some flaws and lies in these words, but she will not expose them, but she is still as interested as a child.
"I blamed you wrongly." Yu Xuanji smiled on her pretty face. It was a sign of joy from the bottom of her heart, which made her already stunning appearance even more beautiful.
"It's okay, but I really miss Youwei these days..."
Yu Liancheng knew that the time had come, so he spoke sweetly. At first, even he felt numb, but after talking too much, he couldn't tell the truth from the lie.
As he spoke, his hands and feet were not very regular. He seemed to accidentally hold Yu Xuanji's jade hand and stroke it gently, feeling the jade-like touch.
Of course, it was impossible to go further. After all, it was only the third time that the two met. Even though there is some affection for each other, it takes time to take it a step further.
Wu Meiniang on the side licked the cat's paw and washed her face with the cat's paw. She glanced at Yu Xuanji with a pair of bright ruby eyes, seemingly curious. It was clear that they were distant and indifferent before, but now they are so close in the blink of an eye. He called "meow" twice, and when he saw that no one paid attention to him, he jumped up, walked gracefully like a cat, and found a good place to bask in the sun and sleep.
On the other side, Yu Xuanji may have been inspired to learn martial arts by a series of killings, so he brought up the old story again and asked Yu Liancheng to teach her sword dancing.
Yu Liancheng patted her hand and asked her to change her clothes.
Soon, Yu Xuanji put on the colorful dress that she had worn when they met for the second time. It was extremely gorgeous, like a phoenix bathed in flames. Reveal a beautiful figure. The steps are light, one step at a time, revealing a completely different style from the past.
Yu Liancheng took the tea as a drink and took a good look at the beauty's posture. He looked up and down, and then smiled when Yu Youwei's beautiful eyes filled with anger.
"I used to know a friend. She also had an extremely brilliant sword dance. But her sword dance was not only for appreciation, but also for killing people. Her sword skills were so brilliant that they could make people lose their lives in dazzling confusion."
Yu Xuanji grasped the key point and asked: "Is that a woman?"
"Of course." Yu Liancheng smiled and said without hesitation: "But she is not as gentle and beautiful as you, and she is a real femme fatale. When I stay with her, I sometimes worry that she will stab me with a sword. To that woman For me, killing is as simple as eating and drinking, and there is no so-called concept of good and evil. But her sword skills do have merits. I have been thinking about it these days and figured out a new set of sword skills from her sword dance. If you can learn it, even a second-grade young master can handle it with ease."
"Okay, how should I learn?" Yu Xuanji smiled like a flower.
"You have missed the best age for practicing martial arts. Fortunately, I figured out how to get you started as quickly as possible." Yu Liancheng flashed and came behind Yu Xuanji, wrapping his arms around her slender waist. He blew a breath into her crystal ear and said, "That's how I teach you personally."
"I, I, I don't want to learn anymore." Although Yu Xuanji was an oiran, he had never been so close to a man. His face turned red quickly and he struggled hard.
Yu Liancheng smiled slightly: "It's not up to you."
He held Yu Xuanji's waist with one hand, and held Hao's wrist with the other hand, and started to dance slowly.
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