Chapter 22 Swallowtail
"Why are you pretending to be so noble!"

Not long after, Liang Yue, who had just entered the quiet room in great glory, pushed the door open and came out, looking quite angry.

"You're just a musician who's in the spotlight. Do you still need me to coax you?" He cursed a few times outside the door.

"Oh, oh, Master Liang, what happened?" Feng Niang heard the news and hurried forward to ask.

"What's wrong with the girl here?" Liang Yue asked, "Haven't you taught her any manners? She gives me a cold shoulder when a conversation goes wrong. Does she think she's some precious, decent girl?"

"Mr. Liang, please don't get angry. Miss Wen Yuan is extremely beautiful and has extraordinary skills. It's normal for her to be a little arrogant." Feng Niang leaned forward and coaxed him, "She has only been here for a short time, and her indenture is not in our Miaoyin Pavilion. It's hard for us to teach her a lesson. Mr. Liang, you don't have any money today, so please give me some face and don't get angry with her. How about I find another girl to accompany you?"

"Humph." Liang Yue said angrily, and then said: "For Chen Ju's sake, I won't bother with you. I heard that you had a courtesan named Fengdie here before, and I want her to accompany us."

"Alas...Mr. Liang, Miss Fengdie is not feeling well and has not seen any guests for a few days." Feng Niang looked embarrassed, "How about I arrange a match for you with someone who is both beautiful and talented?"

"This is not allowed, that is not allowed, do you Miaoyin Pavilion look down on me?" Liang Yue glared at him, "Do you really think I have no money?"

After saying that, he swung his hand and threw out a small gold ingot from his sleeve, which fell to the ground with a clang.

"If I don't see Fengdie today, I will never let you go!" After leaving these words, Liang Yue folded his arms and picked up the rack.

"Hi." Feng Niang smiled happily, picked up the heavy gold ingot and put it into her sleeve, saying softly, "How can this be about money?"

"I also know it's not about money..." Liang Yue took out another gold ingot from his sleeve, which was shining brightly and handed it to Feng Niang.

"Mr. Liang is Mr. Chen's friend, so he is my friend, and my friend is Fengdie's friend, so it is only right that we meet. Since Mr. Liang's kindness is hard to refuse, I will go and persuade her to persevere. Mr. Liang, please go to the front hall and wait for a while." Feng Niang said nothing, leaving behind a series of silver bell-like laughter and left with a twist of her waist.

Liang Yue was waiting in the front hall, thinking back to the performance, thinking that it was really nice to throw money at people. Just when he was thinking about how to find Miss Fengdie, Wen Yifan directly gave him the simplest way.

A gold ingot was placed there, and anyone who wanted to see it could see it.

If it doesn't work, take another one.

But looking at Wen Yifan's attitude, he took out two gold bars without even blinking an eye. I really don't know whether the Zhuxie Yamen has money or she herself has money.

Maybe those who practice Taoism don’t care about these things.

But after a while, Feng Niang came again and said, "Miss Fengdie is ready, Mr. Liang, please go over quickly."

The Water Wave Courtyard where Miss Fengdie lived faced a sparkling pond and was considered the most spacious courtyard in Miaoyin Pavilion, which showed her previous status in Miaoyin Pavilion.

Before Miss Wen Yuan made her debut, Fengdie should have been one of the strong contenders for the title of the most beautiful girl in Miaoyin Pavilion.

Arriving outside the room, Liang Yue secretly rubbed the Xing Sui Jade Talisman in his sleeve with his left hand, feeling the gentle warmth coming from the Jade Talisman. It was the first time to carry out such a mission, so he was inevitably a little nervous.

Wen Yifan's clear voice immediately rang out in his consciousness, "Don't be afraid, I will always listen to your situation."

This kind of jade talisman is a magical method used by Qigong practitioners, and it can send messages at any time within a certain range. However, Liang Yue did not have the Qigong cultivation base, and could not send messages back with his spiritual consciousness, so he could only receive messages from Wen Yifan unilaterally.

Hearing her voice, Liang Yue calmed down a little, and then he pushed the door open.

Squeak.

As soon as the door opened, a warm fragrance wafted in. But in front of me was a large soft couch, and a woman in a bright red gauze dress was lying on the couch, with a pair of well-proportioned long legs exposed under the gauze, looking lazy.

Seeing Liang Yue coming in, she smiled and said, "Sir, you've come just in time. I just washed some dates. Would you like to have a taste?"

……

"Remember what you are going to do." Wen Yifan, who was at the other end of Xing Sui Yu Fu, immediately warned with an expressionless face.

"Ah..." Liang Yue closed the door and walked into the house. He saw a fruit plate in the room. Inside was a plate of freshly washed crispy dates with water droplets hanging on them.

Wen Yifan must have misunderstood, but he couldn't send a letter back to explain, so he could only smile and say, "Miss Fengdie washed these crisp dates really cleanly. They look plump and must be sweet and delicious."

The woman on the soft couch was naturally the target person he was looking for today, Miss Fengdie from Miaoyin Pavilion.

She has a slender and fair face, a pair of curved phoenix eyes, a gold-embroidered bodice, and a gauze dress, looking lazy and charming. When her eyes move over, it seems to carry a thread of connection, which is really easy to make people distracted.

However, Liang Yue's heart is full of righteousness.

I am a decent person, and with Miss Wen monitoring me, it is absolutely impossible for me to do anything out of line.

Ok.

But the Phoenix Butterfly girl looked at him and smiled charmingly: "Why are you standing there? Didn't you come here to sit? Come over here."

As she spoke, she raised her chin and pointed at the stool in front of the couch.

"Cough." Wen Yifan cleared his throat, reminding him again to be careful with his behavior.

"Haha." Liang Yue smiled and leaned over and said, "Then I'll sit down on this carved wooden stool with cushions next to your couch."

Wen Yifan: “…”

"You are such an interesting person. Grandma said you have a bad temper, how come I didn't see that?" Fengdie asked softly. "When I saw Miss Fengdie, all my anger disappeared." Liang Yue replied with a smile.

"The newcomer is not as good as me, right?" Fengdie said, "I haven't slept well these past two days and I'm too lazy to go out, so I haven't seen her. But I heard from my sisters that although she is extraordinary in appearance, she is very difficult to approach and doesn't talk to anyone at all. In my opinion, no matter how beautiful she is, how beautiful can she be? She still has to be knowledgeable and interesting to be good."

Liang Yue was just thinking about how to respond when Wen Yifan on the other end said, "You can cooperate with her in scolding me a few times, which should bring you closer."

"Indeed!" Liang Yue nodded heavily. "She is pretty, but she always has a sullen face without any expression. She always speaks in a condescending manner, like a fairy from heaven. How can she be as charming as Miss Fengdie! Not to mention anything else, her accent alone is far inferior to yours..."

"That's almost enough." Wen Yifan added lightly.

Listening to the way this guy spoke, I somehow felt that he wasn't pretending.

"Young Master, you understand women." This complaint really brought Fengdie and Liang Yue closer. She twisted her body and got up from the couch. "I'll help you take off your coat. Loosen up before we talk."

"Ah, this..." Liang Yue was about to refuse, but Fengdie had already taken action and was about to take off his coat from behind, so Liang Yue was about to hold him back.

With a tug, something fell out of Liang Yue's pocket and landed on his leg.

"Huh?" Miss Fengdie lowered her head and asked in confusion, "What is that on your waist? It looks black and hard."

"What are you doing?!" Wen Yifan also asked immediately.

What did this guy reveal?
It sounds a little scary.

"This is the charcoal pencil I use for drawing!" Liang Yue hurriedly said loudly, and then picked up the charcoal pencil, "Miss Fengdie, don't touch it, it will fade."

"Young Master can also draw...Ah!" Fengdie suddenly screamed, "Where are you touching?"

"Pay attention to the scale." Wen Yifan reminded immediately.

Before coming, they had agreed that physical contact was fine, but they had to keep it within limits and not annoy Swallowtail.

It is also to prevent Liang Yue from becoming too lustful and affecting the mission.

"I touched the tablecloth, the tablecloth!" Liang Yue shouted, "Miss Fengdie, why are you reacting so strongly?"

"You told me that thing will fade, but you still touched it everywhere." Fengdie twisted her waist with a slight frown, went over to get him a towel, and asked Liang Yue to wipe his hands.

"Ms. Fengdie is very clean." Liang Yue laughed awkwardly.

"Of course. I'm not as dirty as you stinky men." Fengdie put back the towel he used to wipe his hands, and walked back to the couch with a twisted waist.

"Mr. Liang, you are handsome, generous, and interesting. I actually have a good impression of you." Fengdie said coquettishly, "Since you are praising me, I won't be shy today and will just give you a chance."

"Puff." Liang Yue almost stood up and said hurriedly: "Are you in such a hurry? Isn't it bad?"

It's absolutely not okay to be so direct.

Isn't this a big show?

"Hmm?" Fengdie blinked in surprise and took out a jade flute from the shelf behind her. "Do I need to do anything else to prepare for the song?"

"Oh..." Liang Yue breathed a sigh of relief again and chuckled, "So you want to give me a talent show?"

"Yes, what else do you think it is?" Fengdie said with a slight frown: "Mr. Liang, you don't think that I, Fengdie, am such a casual woman, do you?"

"Of course not." Liang Yue said, paused, and then asked: "Has Miss Fengdie ever had a lover before?"

"Why are you asking this?" Fengdie raised her eyebrows.

"Nothing, I'm just a little curious." Liang Yue said slowly, "I was wondering, what kind of generous man must be to win the heart of Miss Fengdie?"

"Heh." Fengdie laughed when she heard that. "I'm not afraid of Master Liang either. You know, I had a close friend before, but he wasn't very generous. I don't know where he is now."

Liang Yue's eyes gradually lit up, "Oh? Didn't he give you a gift?"

"Apart from some tacky gold and silver, he really hasn't given me anything..." Fengdie shook her head as if to mock herself, and then said, "Oh, yes, there is also this..."

As she spoke, her fingers reached towards her left shoulder.

"What is it?" Wen Yifan asked from the other end.

Liang Yue was looking over there when he suddenly saw Fengdie's whole body twitching violently: "Ugh——"

"Miss Fengdie?" Liang Yue noticed something was wrong and immediately went forward to check, but it was too late.

"Ah..." The phoenix butterfly raised its head and vomited a stream of black blood. Then it fell backwards heavily with a muffled sound.

Bang.

(End of this chapter)