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Volume 1, Chapter 220: Masked Woman

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    The streets were silent.  Chen Yuxiang, like everyone else, stared at the door of the restaurant with bated breath, waiting for the extremely talented Marquis Xiang to appear.  Not long after, a handsome young man in brocade clothes, surrounded by several guards from the Chen family, came out of the restaurant and bowed his hands to everyone, looking proud of himself.  "It turns out that Mr. Yang's appearance is not much different from the legend. He is quite handsome." "Wow, Mr. Yang is not only unparalleled in talent, but also the way he walks and the way he smiles is so charming.  " "Mr. Yang, the little girl admires you very much. Can you sign your autograph for the little girl?" "Mr. Yang, the little girl is not married yet. Can she stay by your side and warm the quilt for you every night? " Many nymphomaniacs  When the talented woman saw the young man in brocade clothes, her eyes immediately lit up and she shouted excitedly.  The young man in brocade clothes smiled with a smile on his face, waved his hand, and said nothing. Instead, under the leadership of the guards, he walked through the crowd and entered the Qingyage Pavilion on the opposite side.  Zhang Nannan clicked his tongue and praised: "No wonder we, Xiaowei, care about him so much. It turns out he's really good." Chen Yuxiang looked at the young man, slightly surprised, and secretly muttered: It turns out he's really not Bastard Yang, I mean,  He is so stupid, how could he have that ability?  When the crowd turned their heads and looked at Qingyage, talking excitedly, Yang Ye and Sima Xiaowei walked out of the restaurant.  Sima Xiaowei looked a little dazed and murmured: "It turns out that the man just now was Young Master Yang, but unfortunately I didn't look carefully." Yang Ye smiled slightly and said: "It doesn't matter, aren't we going to Qingyage Pavilion now? Let's talk to him when we get in  Talking to him in person made your wish come true." Sima Xiaowei nodded and said gratefully: "Yang Ye, I just said a few words to him, and then he will come out. You just follow me."  He touched her head, smiled, and said nothing.  This scene happened to be seen by Chen Yuxiang who was staring at the door. The little witch suddenly frowned and squeezed over, saying: "Yang Ye, how can you touch Xiaowei's head casually? Men and women do not kiss each other. Don't think that she is easy to talk to.  Just bully others casually." Yang Ye glanced at her, a little embarrassed. Just when he didn't know how to answer, Sima Xiaowei whispered: "It's okay. I will go to Qingya Pavilion to see Master Yang later, so let Yang Ye help me.  Trim your hair." Chen Yuxiang snorted coldly, glared at Yang Ye, and said, "Then don't let this bastard Yang do it for you. Just ask me." Yang Ye didn't bother to pay attention to her.  "I want to accompany Xiaowei to the Qingya Pavilion opposite, so stop being so nagging." When Chen Yuxiang heard this, he was furious and said, "You're the one who's nagging! Xiaowei is going to meet the man she likes, why are you following her?  ?What should I do if others misunderstand me? Besides, we called Xiaowei, why did you call me so dear?" Sima Xiaowei glanced at Qingyage opposite and advised: "Okay, Yuxiang, I am the one who called you.  Yang Ye went with me, otherwise I wouldn't have the courage. If anything happens, we'll talk about it later." Chen Yuxiang was dissatisfied, but didn't know how to stop him, so he said angrily: "Why don't you let me go with you?  Let him?" Sima Xiaowei said: "Yang Ye has already said hello to the people he knows. Only he can lead me in. You can't get in." Chen Yuxiang showed a hint of disdain at the corner of his mouth, no longer embarrassed, and glanced.  Yang Ye said: "Remember, protect our Xiaowei. Don't touch her head casually, and don't get close to her. There are people you like, so don't have wishful thinking." Yang Ye really doesn't want to.  After talking nonsense to her, he directly picked up Sima Xiaowei, walked through the crowd, and entered Qingyage.  Chen Yuxiang was stunned. After a while, he realized what he was doing and stamped his feet angrily: "You bastard Yang, you are too unscrupulous! And Sima Xiaowei, you you are shameless!" Yang Ye took Sima Xiaowei with him.  After entering Qingya Pavilion, two maids came to greet him immediately.  Without waiting for Yang Ye to speak, the two maids immediately bowed respectfully, with respect in their eyes, and said to Yang Ye: "Master Yang, Madam asked you to follow the slave upstairs." Sima Xiaowei looked confused and said: "Yang  Ye, you" Yang Ye smiled and said, "It should be someone my friend knows. Let's go up. Mr. Yang should be up there too." The two followed the maid upstairs and saw him immediately.  In the hall on the second floor, the young man in Jinyi who pretended to be Yang Ye was sitting at the dinner table, devouring his food.  Sima Xiaowei was stunned for a moment, and just as he was about to speak, Yang Ye smiled and said, "Isn't that Mr. Yang? Xiaowei, don't you want to go over and chat with him for a while? Go ahead, I won't be angry." Sima Xiaowei said with a smile.  Xiaowei's face turned red and she stared at the young man in brocade who was biting into beef, feeling a little at a loss.  Yang Ye glanced at the two maids and said: "This friend of mine wants to talk to Mr. Yang over there. One of you can take her there. Remember, before I come out,Before, I couldn't leave her.  "A maid seemed to have already received the order from above. After listening to Yang Ye's words, she nodded respectfully and stepped forward and said to Sima Xiaowei: "This girl, please.  " Sima Xiaowei was a little panicked and said: "Yang Ye, where are you going?" The maid smiled and answered helpfully: "My master knows Mr. Yang's friend and wants to go to him and ask about that friend.  .  " Sima Xiaowei said "Oh" and whispered: "Yang Ye, come pick me up earlier.  " Yang Ye smiled, nodded, and left with the other maid. Sima Xiaowei, led by the remaining maid, came to the wine table and stared blankly at the young man in brocade who was eating meat. " Yang  Young Master Yang" After a while, Sima Xiaowei looked at him carefully and said. The young man raised his eyes, glanced at the girl, smiled, stretched out his hand and said: "Girl, please sit down, the food and drinks at this table are free.  Yes, just eat and drink, no need to be polite to me.  " Sima Xiaowei was stunned and hesitated for a long time, then she mustered up the courage to say: "Mr. Yang, are you are you really the Yang Ye of Xiangzhou who wrote the national anthem?" The young man nodded casually and said vaguely: "Yes.  Right.  " The girl's excited heart suddenly felt a little hurt. She was silent for a moment and suddenly said: "Mr. Yang, in the Xiangzhou Essay Competition, you once wrote a "Murder Song". The little girl felt that it was very impressive.  Can you read it to me again?" The young man in Jinyi was startled when he heard this, smiled and said: "Next time.  " Sima Xiaowei looked at him with twinkling eyes, paused, and said in an unusually sure tone: "Master, your surname is not Yang, right?" There was a trace of embarrassment on the young man's face. He raised his eyes and glanced at the maid, and said helplessly:  "What should I do? I've been very careful. You can't blame me.  "The maid pursed her lips and smiled, and said: "I just keep an eye on this girl and don't let anything happen to her. I can't take care of other things.  " When Sima Xiaowei heard the exchange between the two, she frowned, stood up, looked at the young man and said, "You deliberately pretended to be Young Master Yang to distract the minds of those downstairs?" The young man smiled and said: "  The girl is indeed very smart.  I am a rough guy who can't even write poems. How can I be the talented Yang Hou?  My general asked me to do this, but I had no choice.  " Sima Xiaowei was slightly startled and said: "What about the real Mr. Yang? When will he come?" The maid behind her gave her a strange look and said with a smile: "He's already here.  " The young man in brocade also nodded, picked up the wine glass, drank it down in one gulp, and said: "Girl, you are so lucky, our general is very envious of you.  " Sima Xiaowei stood there, listening to the words of the two people, recalling everything that had just happened, her heart was suddenly shocked, and her face became dull. " Qingya Pavilion, in an elegant fragrant boudoir, Yang Ye sat on a stool, watching  Looking at the sumptuous meal in front of him, he had no appetite at all. On the opposite side, the woman with her face covered in black veil was looking at him with a half-smile, and said one sentence from beginning to end.  When she first came in, the woman smiled sweetly and said: "Master Yang, I have already said that I will wait for you in Douxue City to warm you up. I didn't expect that you won't come for a long time. I wish I could die."  .  " Hearing these words, Yang Ye's face suddenly changed slightly. He was about to turn around and run away immediately. After thinking about it carefully, he sat down calmly. "It turned out that this woman was the one he met on the road when he came to Douxue City.  The charming woman who arrived was being chased by a group of horse thieves. At first, she was thought to be a killer sent by the Lei family, but now it seems that this is not the case. How could the Lei family have the ability to treat even Meng Yan with respect?  Yang Ye drank tea silently. After a while, Fang raised his eyes and said, "What should I call you?" The woman reached out and gently took off the veil, revealing a face that was not very beautiful, but very charming.  As for her face, her charming eyes are naturally sultry. "Master Hou, just call me Mei Zi, you're welcome.  "The woman said with a smile. Yang Ye said: "Since you're welcome, Mei Zi can just call me Yang Ye. It's really uncomfortable to listen to the Marquis.  " The woman giggled, her charming face became even more exciting, and said: "Yang Ye doesn't dare to scream, so just call him Mr. Yang.  In this last question, Mr. Yang won the first place. According to the rules, Mr. Yang can ask the little girl to do something.  " "No matter what it is, is it okay?" Yang Ye asked. The woman nodded, with a hint of temptation in her eyes, and said: "Of course, as long as the young master can think of it, I will do it.  " Yang Ye showed a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth and said: "What if I let you die?" The woman smiled sweetly, took out a dagger from her sleeve, and said: "Young master wants me to die, I willEven if you die, you will never hesitate.  " Yang Ye frowned slightly, looked at her carefully, and suddenly sneered: "Okay, no need to act, just tell me what you want from me.  The last question this time must have been a deliberate attempt to lure me into taking the bait.  " The woman did not answer, but smiled and said: "Young Master Yang made the request first. As long as the little girl can do it, the little girl will naturally do it.  " Having said this, she smiled charmingly and said: "But if you want me to sleep with the young master, then don't mention it, because even if you don't mention it, I still belong to the young master tonight.  Of course, you can also say that the young master is mine, hahaha"
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