Yusui Chang'an

After Lin Jinyan finished reading two military books, she realized how late it was. She rubbed her sore eyes and told Yutong and Baizhi to go and rest.

Seeing Bai Zhi coming back, he looked behind her:
"Why are you back again? Isn't Hong Jiu on guard today?"

Bai Zhi: "Hong Jiu hasn't come back yet, so I should go..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Hong Jiu who came back in a hurry:
"I'm back young lady, go back to your room and change your clothes and I'll be back."

In the flickering candlelight, Lin Jinyan glanced at Hong Jiu's eyes that were shining with excitement:

"Look, our Lady Hong can't sleep now, Bai Zhi, you should go back and rest."
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It was just dawn when Chu Chengyi struggled to open his eyes from the headache. What he saw was the sky-blue bed curtain. He propped himself up and just sat up. Just as he was thinking about the scene before he fainted last night, a clear and gentle voice sounded:

"Sir, are you awake?"

Following the sound, I saw a man in a plain robe, holding a teacup and smiling kindly, walking towards the bed:

"When you are drunk, you will feel thirsty. Sir, drink some tea to moisten your throat first."

When he saw the man's face clearly, a flash of surprise flashed across Chu Chengyi's defensive eyes.

The man's face was like a finely carved ink, his skin was white, and he was so beautiful that it was hard to tell whether he was male or female. His black hair was half tied behind his head with a jade hairpin, and it was spread all over his back like silk. He was wearing a bamboo-colored robe, with a ribbon outlining his thin waist and revealing the moon-colored collar, which made the man look even more like jade and bamboo.

"Who are you? Where are you?"

The man smiled more gently and put the teacup into Chu Chengyi's hand:
"This is Xiaoxiang Tower. My name is Qingyan, and I'm the most famous waiter here."

"where??!!!"

Chu Chengyi was originally carefully checking whether there was anything wrong with the tea. After hearing what Qingyan said, he turned over from the bed, and the tea not only spilled all over the quilt, but also wet his cuffs. Qingyan took the handkerchief and wanted to wipe Chu Chengyi's sleeves, but Chu Chengyi jumped away in fright.

"The largest Xianggu Pavilion in Tai'an City is Xiaoxiang Tower. Don't you know about it? Your friend sent you here yesterday and said that the young master had been thinking about me for a long time. He gave me a lot of money and asked me to serve him well."

Chu Chengyi's scalp tingled when he heard this:
"Don't talk nonsense! I was knocked unconscious and sent here! I don't have any sexual fetishes! I have never had any deep thoughts about you! What are you laughing at!"

Qing Yan walked forward slowly with a smile:
"Young Master is so thin-skinned. I think I am the first one to..."

"I told you I'm not!"

Chu Chengyi interrupted sharply, stepped back, walked around the table and rushed forward, picked up his boots and put them on hastily, opened the window and looked around, and saw that it was still early and there were not many people on the street, so he stepped up and climbed up the window:
"I have something important to do, so I'll leave first. Keep your mouth shut and don't say anything nonsense. Draw the person who sent me here. I'll send someone to pick it up later and give you a reward in silver."

After giving the order, without waiting for Qingyan's response, Chu Chengyi jumped out of the window, covered his face with his sleeves, and ran towards the palace.

Qing Yan stood at the window and shouted passionately at Chu Chengyi's back:

"Sir, I'll be waiting for you to come back anytime. Apart from you, I won't accept any other guests in my life."

Chu Chengyi gritted his teeth and turned around, only to see Qing Yan leaning out of the window, waving the hem of the mask he had cut off last night, as if he was bidding farewell to his lover.

Seeing someone looking at him playfully, Chu Chengyi suppressed the curse that was about to come out of his mouth and ran faster than before.

After watching Chu Chengyi run away, Qing Yan lost his gentle and gentle look. He looked at the cloth in his hand and sneered:

"I thought it would be difficult to deal with, but it's not fun at all." (End of this chapter)