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[Seven] Fengyuenong 85 Uncle Huang does not use paddles for rowing, it all depends on the waves! (2 more completed)

"I just said that I should give Chunyu Jiatong a huff in advance." Qi Wu complained.

Ma Jihong reminded him with a smile: "Your Majesty, what you should care more about is who is the noble person who helped the little princess to rescue him?"

Qi Wu turned around and half-squinted Peach Blossom's eyes, hinting that he would no longer have to keep it in a silence.

But Ma Jihong did not meet his wish: "You know this man, and he is in the incense room at this moment."

Qi Wu instinctively turned his attention downstairs. Those who have the ability to ruin Xiang and behave in the rules are nothing more than the celebrities on the judging table.

He first looked at Chen Yunqing and thought in his heart: The conversation between the three people before, it was indeed obvious that Chen Yunqing had a little appreciation for Youmeng, but they didn't know each other before the official competition, so it was unlikely that it was him. And the possibility that she knew Chunyu Jia, Xie Huaiming, and Tang Ruhai was gradually eliminated in his heart until his eyes were fixed on a man with a long gown of dark blue clouds and a cold look.

"Is it the Taifu Mei?" Qi Wu was shocked. He thought that Mei Zihan seemed to be pure on the surface, but he always seemed to have some hindrances about Youmeng. This was Feng Qiwu's intuition. It was not difficult to see from the Taifu leading his troops to Baima Temple to save people. No, it was earlier. When the Taifu and Youmeng broke up, Qi Wu accompanied her to Meiyuan for nostalgia. When he saw the figure hiding in the dark, he had this intuition. Could it be that Mei Zihan cared about his past friendship and helped her?

"No, it's Mr. Qi." Ma Jihong decisively rejected his speculation.

"Master Qi?" Qi Wu turned around alertly, looking incredible, "Is he here too?"

Ma Jihong raised his chin and turned to the south side of the observation platform, smiling without saying a word.

Qi Wu followed his hint and saw a thin white gauze curtain hanging on the Nanguan Platform, faintly reflecting one of the deep figures, as if there was a mystery hidden. Qi Wu stared at him, and a funny smile rose from his lips.

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The East Garden of Yuhuang Villa is used to host incense fighting events, the Nanyuan incense suppliers host incense exhibitions, and the Beiyuan is for the owner's private use and is not open to the public for the time being.

As for Xiyuan, there are several natural hot spring soups, which naturally become the main leisure area for the nobles. They do not come for the competition, nor are they interested in the goods at the incense exhibition. They just come here to relax and enjoy themselves with their friends.

Walking into the garden gate of Xiyuan, there is another world inside. Water pavilions and towers are everywhere, connected by small bridges, carved beams and painted roads everywhere, like the exquisite and beautiful Jiangnan gardens, all of which are full of poetry and painting.

However, there are also sceneries that are devastating.

"I went up to the brothel alone without words, the moon was like a hook, and the lonely young man was greedy for beauty." A whispering and frivolous male voice came from the lake, which was very inconsistent with this quiet and elegant environment.

The pleasure boat approached the shore and walked down a handsome man wearing a robe with auspicious cloud pattern of five bats and a green gauze and a purple jade bead crown. He hugged a soft and fragrant beauty in his left and right hands, and leisurely walked into an exquisite building near the lake.

"The clothes are broken, the clouds are messy, and the wind is full of elegance. It has a unique feeling in my heart." He casually recited his own erotic version of "Meeting Happy". If he asked Master Li to listen to it, he would probably not be able to suppress the coffin board.

"Young Master, it's not yet evening, where is the moon coming from?" The man in his left arm was leaning on the man's left chest with a soft voice, "What poem do you recite?"

The one on the right also twisted his slender water snake waist to invite him to favor: "That's right, this is not a brothel, it's Jade Emperor Villa, young master."

"Hey, you don't understand, this is called interest." The master who responded to them was the youngest brother of today, the uncle Jiying.
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