Chapter 18 Night

Cheng Jiao slammed on the brakes, which cost him his life, but almost resulted in the car being destroyed and he was killed.

"I'm not targeting anyone. Everyone here is competing with each other for beauty. This young master is dazzled."

Listening to Cheng Jiao's incoherent words, Zi Nu couldn't help but smile. Her sixth sense told her that Cheng Jiao didn't originally want to say this.

Cheng Jiao patted his chest in fear, he was scared to death.

"Haha, since the young master is satisfied, Hongyu, you come to accompany the young master, and Caidie, you go get the zither and play for the young master. Is the young master satisfied?"

Of course Cheng Jiao could only nod his head with hatred. One misstep will lead to eternal regret, and this hatred will be avenged one day!
"Miss Zi Nu, I will definitely come back!"

Hongyu chuckled, put her arm around Cheng Jiao's arm, and went to a private room.

The facilities in the house are simple and elegant, and the large floor-to-ceiling windows allow you to clearly enjoy the dark night view of Xinzheng.

Most ancient people didn’t have any nightlife!
Cheng Jiao enjoyed Hong Yu's shoulder massage and felt very comfortable. This damn decadent noble life! He must strike hard!
"Master, how do you feel?"

“There is a lot of room for improvement.”

"Son."

"Come, let me teach you."

Cheng Jiao started playing with Hong Yu.

Caidie, wearing a light blue tulle dress, put the piano on the table and played it softly. The melodious tune, the starry night sky, and Caidie with long hair hanging down gradually made Cheng Jiao relax.

Caidie, who was playing the piano nearby, blushed. It was the first time she saw a guest teaching like this, and the guest was a prince.

During Cheng Jiao and Hong Yu's teaching, the room was filled with laughter. The teachers taught seriously and the students learned attentively.

As the saying goes, among three people walking together, there must be one who can be my teacher.

Cheng Jiao discovered that there was one person missing, and seeing Caidie's blushing face as she played the piano, he thought to himself that there were three of them in a group, so how could you be missing!
The sound of the piano in the room gradually faded away.
How can I let down such a beautiful woman on such a beautiful night?

The melodious sound became regular again. They found Cheng Jiao's rhythm and hummed softly along with his tune.

As the saying goes, even without the grand music of stringed instruments and bamboo pipes, one poem after another is enough to express one's deepest feelings!
Finally, that day came, the sky was clear, the air was fresh, and the breeze was gentle.

Zi Nu stood alone in the corridor, waiting quietly for a while, then took mysterious steps and walked away lightly. She found that maybe she was wrong.

She opened a door and walked in. She was a little tired from all the flirting with the guests, and she just wanted to spend the rest of the night in peace and quiet.

She took out the tea set, got the kettle, and lit the non-toxic fragrance she had prepared herself. There were some things she still needed to discuss with Wei Zhuang.

A figure with his back to the crowd stood quietly in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. His sharp face looked extremely domineering, and his short gray hair seemed to further add to his coldness.

The shark-tooth sword on the wooden rack tells people that this must be a man with a story, and he must have had a fateful duel with another man!

"Chang'an Jun Chengjiao is here." Zi Nu held the tea and savoured it carefully.

"I know." Wei Zhuang was still very frugal with his words.

“He might be able to change the situation in South Korea.”

"He can't!" Wei Zhuang's expression remained unchanged.

"Why don't you try to touch it?" Zi Nu didn't care and continued to make a cup of tea. "No need!"

"Are you still planning to wait for Han Fei?"

Wei Zhuang was silent.

"Are you sure Han Fei can turn the situation around under Ji Wuye's power?"

Wei Zhuang remained silent.

"I'd better try to contact Cheng Jiao first. Maybe he can provide us with unexpected help."

Wei Zhuang didn't know how to reject Zi Nu's suggestion.

"He is very interesting, isn't he?" Zi Nu continued when she saw Wei Zhuang didn't say anything.

"But he's also dangerous!"

Wei Zhuang seemed a little unhappy. He picked up the shark tooth, put on his hood, jumped off the building and disappeared into the night.

He wanted to go out and see if there was any danger hiding in the darkness.

Zi Nu put the brewed tea to her lips and blew gently. The tea was very hot, and Zi Nu needed to savor it slowly.

The night was dark, the lake outside Zilanxuan reflected the moonlight, and Xinzheng seemed to have turned into a painting.

Cheng Jiao was sleeping soundly.

The ancient road was long and he had been walking for too long and needed to rest.

Life is not only about movement, but also about the combination of work and rest. Blindly conquering will only lead to extinction in the end.

Mrs. Hu tossed and turned, thinking over and over what Cheng Jiao said before he left.

Wei Zhuang was in the shadows where Zi Lan Xuan couldn't see him, with his back to a woman holding a flute. The woman was very beautiful, but Wei Zhuang had not changed at all.

In time, the moonlight was covered by dark clouds across the entire sky, and the shadows disappeared under everyone's feet.

"The night hides dangers. Your Excellency has been here for a long time."

"My young master is visiting Zi Lan Xuan. I'm just waiting here. Don't worry."

Just waiting? Wei Zhuang disappeared into the long alley.

He believes in his own judgment, based on his own strength.

Zi Nu put down the teacup, left the room, and went into the dance room alone to dance with the Red Snake Sword.

Images of swaying figures, a combination of hardness and softness, strength and beauty appeared one after another in Zi Nu's house, telling of her inner thoughts, which were not as firm as when she talked with Wei Zhuang.

If Cheng Jiao knew about this, he would definitely bring a small stool to watch it carefully, slap his thigh, and repeatedly praise that a good figure is indeed the result of training!
I would also feel regretful. How wonderful it would be if Li Wu, Xue Nu, Lian Yi, Yan Ling Ji and Zi Nu danced together!

Some are dreaming, some are dancing. This night, the spring breeze is also intoxicated.

(End of this chapter)