Beauty is not far away, but now it wants to pull me away?
Wang Liu, whose face was full of resistance, turned around and saw Ye Qing's panicked look.
Ever since he met Ye Qing, Wang Liu had never seen this calm and handsome young man behave like this.
Previously in Huaiyang Prison, he was holding a whip soaked in water, preparing to torture Ye Qing.
The young man was not afraid at all, but he explained it to him with some reasonable and well-founded words.
After Ye Qing was fished out by three nobles, his colleague Zhao Wu who came back said that when Ye Qing was taken to Huaiyang Prison by Zheng Ming, his left arm was dislocated, but he had to reattach it by gritting his teeth.
Such a tenacious and calm character turned into this ghost at this moment.
Wang Liu was also startled. He quickly pulled Ye Qing to the side and couldn't help but ask:
"Qing Xiaolang, who did you see, so panicked like this?"
Before Ye Qing could say anything, Wang Liu remembered that Ye Qing was a master who was not even afraid of Zheng Ming, who had his back against the mountain.
Now, who could make him afraid?
Wang Liu trembled suddenly and his face became panicked: "You don't have a more powerful enemy than the prefect, do you?"
Seeing his reaction, Ye Qing was a little embarrassed and said: "No, no, what about that, I wonder if you have heard of it, Brother Wang."
"Only women and villains are difficult to raise."
With a roll of his eyes, Wang Liu immediately stretched his head toward Zuixiang Pavilion with a smirk, and asked:
"Qing Xiaolang, is there another man you can't handle?"
Ye Qing:???
Ye Qing grabbed Wang Liu's clothes by the back of his neck, looked at Wang Liu who was smiling evilly, frowned and said coldly:
"What kind of man can't handle this?"
Bang!
His fist landed lightly on Ye Qing's chest.
Wang Liu had an expression that said, "Brother, I understand everything." "It's okay, everyone has different preferences, and I won't discriminate against you."
Then, Wang Liu said happily: "Fortunately, we like girls with slim waists and big breasts. Otherwise, we really wouldn't dare to look at your face."
"You're so handsome. I've never seen a prettier man than you."
Boom!
Ye Qing was struck by thunder and his mind was buzzing.
He looked at Wang Liu in disbelief and clenched his fists subconsciously.
The gentle face began to darken, and for a moment, it was like dark clouds covering the sun.
"I don't like men. Who told you that I like men? I'll beat him to death!"
The angry roar of a demon in hell scared Wang Liu to the point where he dwarfed his body, his face full of panic, he clenched his hands into fists and put them in front of his chest, and whispered cowardly:
"What, you, don't get excited!"
"How can I not be excited? You actually said that I like men." Ye Qing stepped forward, grabbed Wang Liu's collar with both hands, lifted it suddenly, got close to Wang Liu's face, and gritted his teeth and said: "I am a man,
I like beauties, Brother Wang, remember!"
Wang Liu, whose head was pounding, looked at Ye Qing's fierce expression as if he wanted to eat someone, and quickly replied:
"Remember, remember, Qing Xiaolang, you are a man, you like beautiful women, you don't like men!"
snort!
Ye Qing snorted coldly and then let go of his hand with satisfaction.
Wang Liu wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, looked at Ye Qing who was so angry in confusion, and muttered in a low voice:
"It's impossible. If you don't like men, how can you get help from three noble men?"
After a second thought, he muttered again:
"Is it possible that Ye Qing really didn't like men and rejected them, but they never gave up?"
I once again imagined a possible Wang Liu, and the more I thought about it, the more I felt that I would definitely not be wrong this time.
At this time.
An old voice filled with disgust sounded from their ears.
"Hey, the world is getting worse. The world is really going downhill. The world is so bright and clear. How can you ignore it and do something that is an eyesore?"
Wang Liu and Ye Qing, whose faces were full of surprise, forgot about the past after hearing the sound.
I saw an old man with a cane, his body hunched and trembling, walking towards the distance.
Those yellow eyes would glance at them with disdain from time to time.
Ye Qing and Wang Liu's faces turned green.
Not just because of this old man.
But I don’t know when they got up, and a circle of people gathered around the two of them not far away.
Curiosity, disgust, teasing, and regret fell on the two of them.
Several young ladies covered their lips in disbelief, staring at Ye Qing with heartbreak in their eyes.
There were even a few effeminate young men and middle-aged men in gorgeous clothes, smeared with rouge and gouache, looking at Ye Qing with a flash of light.
See what it means. If there weren't so many people now, these guys with abnormal preferences would definitely come up to Ye Qing and ask him his name and where he lived. They would like to drink wine and sleep in the same bed together!
Ye Qing, whose face was full of sorrow, cut his eyes fiercely at Wang Liu who didn't know how to explain.
He strode out quickly. Suddenly, his mind flashed, and he immediately spoke righteously:
"A certain Chen Yuming is not as good as Long Yang. He just wants to meet a like-minded woman and spend the rest of his life together. Just now he was just a friend of a certain person. He was just joking and can't be taken seriously!"
"Everyone, please give way and don't block Chen Yuming from going to Zuixiang Pavilion to look for flowers and willows."
The young lady in the crowd of onlookers suddenly had her eyes shining brightly and her smile blooming. The next moment, when she heard that Ye Qing was going to look for flowers and willows, she immediately felt either contempt or sadness.
Those men who were as good as Duanxiu Longyang looked at Ye Qing's tall back and left quickly with great pity.
Wang Liu, on the other hand, stood dumbfounded and murmured in a low voice in disbelief:
"He, is he crazy? He actually used the name of the prefect?"
"Rumors in the market are the most terrifying. I'm afraid it won't take long for the prefect's reputation to be ruined!"
Ye Qing, who had tricked Chen Yuming, walked into the alley with great pride.
As he walked in the narrow alleys, he felt relaxed.
"Master Magistrate, in the cycle of cause and effect, you have tricked me and scared me so many times. It is rude to come and go without reciprocating. Please accept another small gift from me!"
As for worrying about offending Chen Yuming, angering Chen Yuming, and thus punishing him.
With the support of the poem "Giving to the Magistrate Qingtian of Huaiyang", Ye Qing was not afraid at all.
If Chen Yuming is really angry, the worst he can do is write another poem.
At this moment.
Ye Qing didn't notice at all that there were some changes in his temperament and behavior.
The back door of Zuixiang Pavilion.
Report Zhang Xiuran's name, and add that Ye Qing had been setting up a night stall in Pinglefang.
The boy let him go directly, without even having to take him along. He didn't worry at all that Ye Qing would sneak around in the pavilion and act like a thief.
Ye Qing walked into the backyard, looked at the colorful bellybands fluttering in the wind, and smelled the unique fragrances.
His handsome and gentle face turned red, and he lowered his head shyly.
At this time, a scream broke the tranquility of the backyard and made Ye Qing tremble all over.
"Yeah, a man broke into the backyard, come here quickly!"
"Hey, isn't this Qingxiao Lang? My sister hasn't seen you these days. Did you come here specifically to see my sister?"
"Hehehe, Qing Xiaolang is blushing, sisters, come and see!"
"Qing Xiaolang, don't be shy! Let my sister see your handsome face."
"Oh, Qingxiao Lang has a good figure!"
"Qingxiao Lang, come to me tonight, I will hold the door for you for free."
Ye Qing, who was instantly surrounded by a group of warblers and swallows, said nothing, blushed, and trudged through the soft fragrance of soft jade.
When he arrived at the third floor of Zuixiang Pavilion and entered Zhang Xiuran's private room, he took a long breath and raised his sleeves to wipe the sweat on his forehead as if he was surviving a disaster.
Zhang Xiuran, who was sitting in the main seat, had a look of panic on his face. When he saw Ye Qing, who was in messy clothes, red lips, and in a state of embarrassment, he burst into laughter at the loss.
"Hahahaha, Qing Xiaolang, have you suffered from a beauty disaster? Look at the rouge lip marks on your face, you are better at playing than me, I really envy me!"
"You envy me, sir?" A cold voice came from the private room.
Zhang Xiuran immediately fell silent, immediately bowed his head and hunched his shoulders, sank into his chair, and continued to act like a quail who didn't dare to say a word.