Prostitution

Chapter 110

People go empty.

This house is located alone in the forest, surrounded by greenery.

The door of the house is closed, and there is a small wooden shed in the fenced yard, with a stone table and two stone benches, and evergreen potted plants are placed around it, simple yet elegant.

Yuan Cheng walked into the small courtyard, sat on the stone bench covered with a layer of dust, and looked around.Although I have been here many times, it is the first time to enjoy the surrounding scenery in the quiet yard like this.

He vaguely remembered that this house was given to Wen Qu by Wen Wuyu as a gift, and it seemed to be a joke, so it was not one of his plans.

That person was born ruthless, Wen Wuyu was in the situation of walking on the ice and facing the abyss, racking his brains and planning every step of the way, but he never missed the back road of the people around him.It's just that all he could see was Wen Wuyu's calmness and unsurprised patience, because in the full plan, there was never an item to talk to him about the true meaning of human feelings, and he was a stranger from the beginning to the end.

Birds chirped high and branched, and the sound was repeated, adding a bit of vividness to the tranquility.

At this moment, if you have a cup of bojiu, drink and get drunk in the bamboo forest, and imitate the elegance of the literati, it would be not bad.

It's a pity he came alone.No one offered him wine.

With that in mind, he stood up and swept his clothes, intending to return home.

At this time, the closed door clicked and slowly opened.

Yuan Cheng couldn't help holding his breath, Wen Wuyu had been gone for only ten days, could it be...

But there was a face in the door.

It was Wen Qu, who screamed, and almost knelt down on the spot, his knees collapsed slightly, his hands clasped on the door panel, and he murmured in a thick nasal voice, "Scared me to death...scared me to death..."

Yuan Cheng shook his head and laughed, and walked towards Wen Qu.

Wen Qu opened the door wide, and the tired look on his face completely disappeared from the scare. With lingering fear and resentment, he turned his head and went to the main hall. His voice was mixed with a nasal voice, and it was hard to tell whether it was good or evil.

"The prince's arrival is too sudden, it will scare people to death in the wilderness."

Yuancheng stepped into the room generously, and asked with a smile, "It's almost noon, you just woke up, right?"

Wenqu Haolai poured him a cup of tea, "Didn't you hear it, it's a cold! Dizziness, have you slept too much?"

Yuan Chengzhen replied, "It's not too much, the seasons change, pay attention to adding or removing clothes."

Wen Qu stared at him with a weird expression for a while, but moved away with some sense of propriety, shyly moved to the corner of the Eight Immortals table, "Your Highness speaks like that, it's weird and scary."

Seeing that he was so uncomfortable, Yuan Cheng sighed helplessly, with a slight look of pain on his face.

Wen Qu looked at him more and more at a loss, "My lord... you are more scary..."

But it's not like Wen Qu, who told him to accumulate power for a long time, just beheading people's heads is enough to make people shudder every time, so he softened his tone and said gently, "Actually, you don't have to be afraid of me, just think about it, Did I feel sorry for you?"

Wen Qu's nose was heavily congested, his words were mushy, and his voice was soft, "No, no..."

Yuan Cheng listened hard, "Speak boldly, and if you tell one thing, I will pay you 1000 taels."

Wen Qu couldn't help opening his mouth wide, and blinked for a while, he couldn't think of it, but his mind turned very quickly, and said, "Does it count if you bully my master?"

Yuan Cheng couldn't laugh or cry, and drank the herbal tea in front of him in one gulp, "If this account can be settled with money, I wish for it."

Wen Qu only knew that the master's death made the master sad, and the prince sent back the corpse. Naturally, the master blamed the prince, and he couldn't think of anything deeper.Hearing Yuan Cheng's sigh, he spoke up, "My master also loves money. But I see that the old man passed away, no matter how much money you give him, he won't forgive you. He must be very sad, or can he leave, thanks to him Before entering the palace, I secretly admired you and asked you everywhere. In the end, you couldn't protect our elder, who is to blame."

Hearing the words of admiration, Yuan Cheng's eyes flashed light, then disappeared suddenly, leaving only a self-deprecating smile on his lips, "Blame me, it's all my fault."

After a pause, he continued, "Aren't you going to Diancui Tower today?"

"I'm not going, Wu Qu is watching." Wen Qu seldom saw him showing weakness like this, his inner defenses depended on his mood, and now he easily let go of his defenses and sat down at the table.

The two pulled up homework.

"How is business?"

"It's okay. There are good times and bad times. In the past, many officials came to eat, but now there are fewer."

"It will be fine. Right now, the official style is being rectified. Many people have ghosts in their hearts, and they can't eat well or sleep well."

"That's right, but he used to come here often, but suddenly changed, why don't he just tell others that he has ghosts in his heart. It's a bit silly."

"You're right. After a while, I'll go to your Diancui Tower every day. In this way, those officials will definitely go too."

"Okay, okay, that's it."

"It's a deal." Yuan Cheng smiled slightly, and poured the teapot for him. Looking at Wen Qu's innocent and harmless expression, he felt envious, and said after touching, "Your master has It’s been a few days since I wrote to you, have you arrived yet?”

Wen Qu's eyes were empty, and his eyelids blinked again and again, "No, Louying Mountain is so far away, how can I write a letter. But I think, there will always be once a year. If not, there is no way."

After drinking a cup of tea, Wen Qu looked at him suddenly, with those eyes that can see through at a glance, with sincere scrutiny and resentment, "You just want to inquire about this, right? Huh, I knew you would be so kind?"

Yuan Cheng was not embarrassed to be exposed, and said frankly, "Whether I am kind or not, you just have to see if I go to Diancuilou or not. Your master is the only acquaintance in the capital, and besides you, who else can I ask."

Wen Qu hummed, thought for a while, and found nothing to say, so he glanced at him, "Even so, you still have bad intentions."

Yuan Cheng smiled helplessly, he has always been very patient, now that is all he has left, not to mention it is a sin to play tricks in the face of straight-forward Wenqu, "It's true that I intend to win you over, you don't have to accept my kindness." Accept it, you don’t have to tell me about your master, what can I do with you? If you accept it but don’t tell me, I’m just as helpless, think about it, is this the truth?”

Holding the cup, Wen Qu glanced at him from the corner of his eyes from time to time, as if he was struggling endlessly in his heart, unable to speak for a long time.

Yuan Cheng saw that it was time to go back home, so he got up and left the table, "I still have some things to deal with urgently, your wind and cold, do you need me to ask someone to look at it?"

Wen Qu rubbed his itchy nose, pursed his mouth, and said ungratefully, "I can still afford a doctor."

"That good medicinal material, do you want it, from the palace."

Hearing that it was medicine from the palace, Wen Qu's ailing spirit couldn't help but cheer up. Because of the rude words just now, he couldn't lose face for a while, and his voice was intermittent, "My lord...you must, give it to me, please doctor , I, can't stop..."

"Okay, you can rest." Yuan Cheng got the words, waved his hand and resigned.I am secretly overjoyed, this song, as always, can always make people laugh.