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    Although Yan Yu admires Qin Jiu's courage, he feels that Qin Jiu will definitely lose this bet.  In terms of betting, no matter what the bet was, no matter how he bet, he had never lost unless he lost voluntarily.  However, the enchanting smile on Qin Jiu's face made him a little wary, wondering what trouble Qin Jiu would cause.

    He curled his lips and smiled, a faint light flashed in Leng Liefeng's eyes. He reached out to push away the wine cup in front of him and directly touched the wine bottle placed on the side.

    Who knew, surprisingly, I touched something empty.

    He lowered his head and squinted his eyes, and then realized that the wine bottle had been moved out of place at some point.

    The little parrot with yellow hair, white feathers and a red beak put his head into the jug at some point and was drinking.

    Yan Yu¡¯s outstretched hand suddenly froze, and he raised his eyebrows. He had never seen such a hateful bird secretly drink his wine.  Seeing that it was a flat-haired beast, he didn't care about it, and it became more and more energetic.

    Yan Yu raised his sword eyebrows and narrowed his eyes, with waves surging in his eyes. He stretched out his hand and grabbed Huang Mao out of the wine bottle.

    Huang Mao was obviously a little drunk. He shook his head. He stared at Yan Yu and said, "Beauty! Beauty, let's have a drink." Although he was drunk, the little parrot still spoke clearly and spoke clearly.  Very loud.

    "Puch", a maid waiting behind her couldn't hold it back and actually laughed out loud.

    Panxin covered her lips with her sleeves, her eyes wandering, staring at the roof, but she was obviously holding back her laughter.

    Lan She just curled up the corners of her lips.

    Yan Yu was so angry that if he were also a bird, all the hair on his body would probably explode by now.

    "What a parrot, how dare you secretly drink my wine? Let's see if I don't pluck all your hair today." Yan Yu said and went to pluck the yellow feathers on the yellow hair head. These yellow feathers looked at  It's too glaring.

    Qin Jiu was startled and said hurriedly: "No!"

    But it seemed too late, as two of the few yellow hairs on Huang Mao's head were plucked out.

    Qin Jiu sighed and looked at Yan Yu sympathetically. She had already reminded him, and it was not her fault.  The few yellow feathers on Huangmao's head are the reverse scales of Huangmao. If anyone touches it, there will be no good fruit to eat. Besides, it is drunk now.

    Sure enough, Huang Mao was agitated and looked down at the few yellow feathers that fell from his body. The hair all over his body suddenly exploded.

    The gentle and cute little parrot instantly transformed into a ferocious falcon, with a sharp glimmer in his black bean eyes.

    Yan Yu sensed something was wrong and hurriedly took back his hand that was about to pluck the hair again, secretly complaining.  Suddenly, a white shadow flashed before his eyes. The distance was too close. He hurriedly turned his head and closed his eyes, but it seemed that it was too late. He only felt a stinging pain in the corners of his eyes.

    Yan Yu snorted coldly, narrowed his eyes, and reached out to grasp Huang Mao's neck.  Unexpectedly, the little bird was so slippery that it flew behind him with a flutter. It seemed that it was not willing to give in and wanted to scratch his back again.

    Qin Jiu could see clearly and knew that Huang Mao was making a fuss, as if he was destined to die.  With a flick of his fingers, several red threads flew out, like a woven net, catching the yellow hair and pulling it back.

    Huang Mao was still unwilling and struggled in Qin Jiu's arms.  Qin Jiu leaned over and put the yellow feather that fell on the table and was plucked out by Yan Yu into its paws. Huang Mao looked at the two yellow feathers and then became quiet, with a sad light shining in Heidou's eyes.

    Yan Yu was a little stunned. It seemed that he and the little parrot had finally formed a relationship.

    This witch¡¯s little pet is just like the witch, so it¡¯s not easy to mess with!

    ¡°If he really wants to deal with this witch, he has to find a way to get something to restrain this little guy.

    Yan Yu glanced sideways at Qin Jiu, stretched out his hand and touched it, and found that his hand was stained with blood.

    Panxin and Lanshe didn't dare to laugh, their faces had already turned white. They stood up quickly and walked to Yan Yu, asking worriedly: "Your Majesty, are you okay?"

    Yan Yu narrowed his evil eyes and said, "I can't die."

    Panxin took out a white handkerchief from her sleeve and gently wiped the scar on the corner of Yan Yu's eye, her dark eyes full of worry.

    Qin Jiu blinked and saw that although Yan Yu's face looked bad, he didn't seem to have murderous intentions, so he smiled and joked: "Your Majesty, my little parrot likes you so much, so I put a stamp on the corner of your eye to express my gratitude.  This is what I like, no one can take it from me. You see, there is one in the corner of my eye, and she is the one who covered it!"

    Panxin was amused by Qin Jiu's words again, and hurriedly echoed: "Yes, I wouldn't have noticed it if Master Jiu hadn't said it! Master Jiu's poke is quite beautiful."

    Yan Yu took the wine cup handed over by the maid, took a sip of wine, raised his eyebrows and looked at the mole in the corner of Qin Jiu's eyes, and sneered: "What?Poke, is that a mole of yours?  "

    Qin Jiu covered her lips and smiled: "It's really a poke!"

    "But it's not just a yellow hair that pecks it."

    "Brother Lan, the guests downstairs can't wait any longer. The time has come. Mother Cui wants you to come over!" A little girl came over and said.

    Yan Yu snorted lightly, glanced at Qin Jiu, and said: "You go down first, and I will go and tidy up my clothes. Remember the bet just now!" After saying that, he patted Lan She on the shoulder, covered his eyes and raised his eyebrows.  And go.

    The hall on the first floor is dimly lit.

    The ribbons are fluttering.

    Qin Jiu is sitting in the most conspicuous seat in the middle, wearing a light rose-colored gown that is extremely gorgeous under the light.  Huang Mao nestled in her arms, seemingly still feeling sad.

    Qin Jiu patted its head and said with a smile: "Who asked you to mess with this devil? It's better to have two hairs plucked out." Huang Mao was so sad that he didn't want to speak. He just held the two yellow feathers in a daze.

    At this moment, on the high platform where Yan Yu was singing, a turtle slave dressed as a clown jumped up on the high platform and said with a smile: "Welcome everyone to come to Wuyouju. Today is our Wuyouju Lanshe  A good day for the young master. If anyone likes our young master Lanshe, as long as you can win his favor, you can become the guest of the young master Lanshe."

    There are always a few prostitutes in every brothel who are prostitutes but not their bodies. This is actually just a small trick of the brothel, just to attract patrons who want to try new things.

    Wuyouju is no exception.

    Men's children are generally not as good as female prostitutes in the Qinglou.  Lan She is also a quiet man, and is known for his good voice, so there are many people who want to get Lan She.

    As soon as Turtle Slave spoke, many people applauded in response.

    ¡°Go down and invite Lang Geer to the stage!¡± someone shouted.

    The turtle slave smiled brightly and said, "Don't worry, everyone, I'll invite Brother Lan to the stage!" After that, he shouted at the top of his voice, "Lan She!"

    I heard someone behind the scenes reply: "Don't rush me to come?"

    This sound is so pleasant to the ear, it can be seen that it can only be obtained by hard training.  Qin Jiu could tell from the heavenly sound of the song he had just sung that he had put in the effort.

    The red silk curtain opened and Qin Jiu looked at Lan She coming out. She felt that her eyes were a little blurry. She seemed to see the young man crying in the palace.

    At that time, his name was not Lan She, his name was Lan Ting.

    And at that time, she was not Qin Jiu, she was the female minister serving as assistant to Queen Bai, and her official position was on the same level as the ministers of other dynasties.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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