Probe
Guessing who he might be, Jian Qinyuan immediately reached for his waist, but didn't find his sword. He looked at Yi Wu in panic, his eyes full of questions.
Is he Jiufang Mingyuan?
Why is he here?
Is he here to arrest you? Are you being threatened by him?
Could it be that he knew what we were doing and came here specifically to stop us?
…
Yi Wu remained unmoved by his various hints. She walked over to his right and sat down, her expression as usual. She casually asked, "Have you ordered?"
"Ah, not yet." Jian Qinyuan secretly glanced at Jiufang Mingyuan, then quickly looked away and raised his hand to call the waiter, "Waiter, take your order."
He secretly thought that since Yiwu brought them here, they shouldn't be a threat to them. But then again, when did the two of them become so close that they could even eat at the same table?
After Yiwu sat down, Jiufang Mingyuan naturally followed suit, with the four of them each occupying a seat.
There were four people at the table, all of them were stunningly good-looking and had remarkable temperament.
The junior sister is cute and lovely, the senior brother is suave and dashing, the young man in white is unrestrained and uninhibited, and the young man in black is cold and steady, which attracts other guests to peek at them frequently and guess their identities.
When the waiter came over, he casually put a rag on his shoulder and handed over a wooden cookbook.
He bent his waist slightly as he poured tea for the four of them, smiling flatteringly, "What would you like to eat? Our ecstasy wine here is particularly famous. Would you like to try it?"
He recognized three of them as new guests who had arrived not long ago, and he couldn't help but take a few more glances at the extra person.
These people were not only good-looking and wealthy, but also seemed to be practitioners. The waiter was secretly happy.
Yi Wu remained calm on the surface, but secretly observed everything. She wasn't particular about food, so she handed the menu to Qiao Siyue across from her. "Little Junior Sister, you order. I just want two jugs of good wine."
Qiao Siyue looked left and right, carefully took the recipe, and asked politely, "Do Master Qin and Master Ming have any taboos or preferences?"
"No."
The two answered in unison. Jiufang Mingyuan kept his arms folded, glanced at Yiwu lightly, and quickly retracted his arms.
Ming Yuan was so imposing that Qiao Siyue was a little intimidated by him and moved closer to Jian Qin Yuan. The two of them flipped through the menu and whispered to each other as they finished ordering.
"Gui Fei Chicken, please."
"Pork tenderloin, candied crab, braised duck..."
"Braised cold mushrooms..."
"Okay, sir, please wait a moment, the dishes will be here soon." The waiter carefully wrote down each dish, took the recipe back and went to the kitchen.
After a long time, I didn't see the waiter in the lobby. I didn't know where he was.
Someone quickly brought over two pots of intoxicating wine and four cups. Yi Wu directly opened one of the pots and poured it into the cup.
A lot of things have happened recently. The last time they drank together was when Jian Qinyuan went to Yunzhiding to bring her news. There was at least several months in between, and she really owed it to him.
The wine glass was handed to the lips. The wine in the glass was crystal clear and the rich aroma penetrated the nose. It was indeed a good wine.
It smelled fine, so Yi Wu drank it all in one gulp, her eyes clearly filled with satisfaction and surprise.
The sake passes over the tip of the tongue and flows down the throat into the stomach. The taste is rich and fragrant. As the name suggests, the sake is intoxicating.
"Hey, you..." Jian Qinyuan didn't have time to stop her and complained anxiously in a low voice, "Why are you so impatient? Aren't you afraid that there's something wrong with this wine?"
Yi Wu gently put down the wine glass and continued to pour the wine. She looked as if nothing was wrong and didn't take his words to heart at all. "What's the problem?"
She had drunk countless bottles of wine and could tell if it was normal or not with just a sniff. Besides, these small fry couldn't do anything to her.
Seeing her nonchalant look, Jian Qinyuan was about to nag her. Just as he opened his mouth, he felt a sharp gaze falling on him, and immediately put aside his fatherly thoughts.
"Why haven't I seen you before?" Jiufang Mingyuan looked at him seriously, searching for this face in his mind. It seemed as if he had seen it before, but he couldn't remember when. "I don't know when Qin Mo made friends with the immortal sect."
As he spoke, he glanced at Yiwu subtly.
I knew she was a fairy, but I didn't know she had been colluding with the immortal cultivators. She was truly a hidden talent. I underestimated her.
Jiufang Mingyuan obviously didn't say anything excessive and his tone was relatively normal, but Jian Qinyuan always felt that he seemed unhappy.
Yiwu was only focused on drinking and had no intention of interrupting.
Jian Qinyuan's mind raced, and he quickly came up with an excuse, saying, "Qin Mo and I are destined to be together. Although we've known each other for a long time, we haven't had many opportunities to meet. It's normal that you haven't met me."
For safety reasons, he disguised himself as a demon whenever he went to Cloud Peak, and also avoided Jiufang Mingyuan. Since the other party rarely interacted with immortal cultivation sects, they naturally didn't recognize him.
"I didn't know that Qin Mo had a cousin." Jian Qinyuan looked at Yi Wu jokingly, hinting, "You two seem to be quite close."
You were caught by each other yesterday, but today you can sit at the same table and have dinner calmly. You two are really great.
The two of them were choking each other, neither of them wanted to suffer a loss, and the table was filled with a faint smell of gunpowder.
Qiao Siyue looked at her nose and her heart, not daring to speak at all, and lowered her head like an ostrich.
After a long silence, Yi Wu finally realized that the atmosphere was not right. She glanced around impatiently and said, "Shut up, everyone."
Jian Qinyuan had long since had enough of Yi Wu's cold face, so it didn't matter to him. Jiufang Mingyuan pursed his lips in displeasure. After Yi Wu's identity was exposed, she didn't even bother to pretend. How dare she be so disrespectful to him?
Yi Wu filled the empty glass with wine again and pushed it to the person opposite her. "The wine is good, try it."
"Thank you, Mr. Qin." Qiao Siyue's nervousness was relieved and she smiled sweetly. The two dimples on her left and right were very cute.
I took a sip and found it tasted really good, so I started praising it.
Soon, delicious dishes were served on the table, with a variety of colors, aromas and flavors, making people's mouths water. Jian Qinyuan and Qiao Siyue had not eaten for a whole day and were already very hungry. They picked up their chopsticks and began to fill their stomachs.
Yi Wu drank her wine slowly, occasionally took a few bites of food, and quickly put down her chopsticks.
Jiufang Mingyuan glanced across the table. He really had no appetite to eat with outsiders, so he just took a sip of wine from time to time.
While the few of them were eating, it gradually got dark and candles began to light up in the restaurant.
Diners left in waves, and most of the guests who came back in the evening came specifically to drink.
Yaoyuelou was several times busier at night than during the day. As the hour of Xu arrived, a large number of guests poured into the restaurant. The lobby suddenly became lively, and people were excitedly discussing something.
"I just got a tip that the most popular courtesan in the capital is coming to Yaoyue Tower tonight!"
"Is this true?"
"It's worth it that I come here every day, I finally got what I wanted!"
"I want to see what kind of beauty that so-called number one courtesan has that makes you all so drunk and dreamy."
"Just watch carefully. I'll teach you a lesson today. Be careful of your nosebleed later."
…
Jian Qinyuan and the others heard a few words of what others said, and they couldn't help but feel curious.
The words "imperial capital" and "oiran" made Yiwu's heart tighten for no reason. She vaguely thought of someone, but the words quickly faded from her mind.
Guests who arrive first occupy the tables and chairs, and those who come later can only stand and cannot block others, otherwise they will be scolded.
More and more guests came, bustling about, whispering to each other, and craning their necks to look in the same direction.
"Why didn't you notify me in advance this time?"
"Who knows? Maybe he decided to come at the last minute."
…
Yi Wu followed the gaze of the crowd and saw that a half-meter-high platform had been built in the middle of the hall at some point. It was completely blocked by red gauze on all sides, and she couldn't see what was going on inside.
When she turned around, she found that Jian Qinyuan and Qiao Siyue were also looking over there eagerly, only Jiufang Mingyuan was still sitting upright, as if it had nothing to do with him.
"Do you think that the courtesan," Jian Qinyuan stroked his chin, looking thoughtful, "maybe..."
Unexpectedly, he was interrupted by Qiao Siyue before he could finish his words.
She looked a little angry and glared at the back of Qin Yuan's head. "What could it be? Could it be that Senior Brother is also like these ordinary people, fond of beauty and yearning for the most beautiful woman in the imperial capital?"
"How is that possible? What are you thinking?"
Jian Qinyuan turned around and finished his words seriously, "I suspect that the courtesan is not simple. It is probably related to..."
As he was speaking, his eyes suddenly fixed on the doorway, and he was very surprised. "Why are they here too?"
Hearing this, Yi Wu turned her head to look, but her pupils suddenly shrank after just one glance, and she turned back as if she had been electrocuted.
This abnormal reaction immediately attracted the attention of Jiufang Mingyuan and Jian Qinyuan. The former looked back and turned around with a gloating look; the latter quickly lowered his head and secretly prayed that the person who came would not discover them.
Yiwu's identity is sensitive, and Jiufang Mingyuan's is even more so. If they meet each other, who knows what will happen.
Unfortunately, the other party noticed them at a glance.
After Ling Hua was surprised, he led Changyao and Liuyu over and greeted them kindly, "Brother Jian, what a coincidence! I didn't expect to meet you here."
There were still quite a few dishes left on the table, all cold and uneaten. The waiter was busy and hadn't come to clean up, so the table looked a bit messy.
Now that he had been discovered, Jian Qinyuan could no longer hide. He raised his head and pretended to be surprised. He stood up and warmly invited them: "Brother Ling, why are you here? Come and sit down."
As he spoke, he reached out his hand, wanting to pull Yi Wu over to sit with him so that he could free up a stool. "Yi...Qin Mo, come here..."
As a result, just as Jian Qinyuan grabbed Yi Wu's arm with his right hand, Jiufang Mingyuan on the opposite side also reached out and grabbed her other arm.
He tilted his head and said in a commanding tone, brooking no room for argument, "Come here."
Yi Wu frowned, glanced to the left, then to the right, and finally let out a long breath, then stood up helplessly and walked towards Jiufang Mingyuan.
This man is an extremely competitive person. If she offends him in public, who knows how he will make things difficult for her later. It is better to avoid trouble than to worry about it.
Never mind, it’s not the same as before anyway, no need to be nervous.
Yi Wu comforted herself in her heart and gradually relaxed.
Jian Qinyuan stared at her in disbelief for a long time before finally looking away. He asked the waiter to clear the table and invited the three of them to take a seat.
"Please come in." He gently patted Qiao Siyue's shoulder and asked her to move in. "If Fairy Changhuai doesn't mind, please sit with Junior Sister."
There were seven people at the table, five of them men. Regardless of whether she disliked it or not, out of etiquette, Chang Ying had to sit with Qiao Siyue.
All the tables in the lobby were already full and there was nowhere else to go. Fortunately, I met Jian Qinyuan and the others.
Qiao Siyue obediently stepped aside and patted her side, "Fairy, please."
"Thank you." Chang Ying nodded, walked past Yi Wu and Jiufang Mingyuan, smoothed her skirt and sat down.
Ling Hua and Liu Yu sat opposite them, talking to Jian Qinyuan in a low voice.
The person being punched on the right was the young master of the demon clan, Jiufang Mingyuan, and half an arm's length away on the left was her childhood sweetheart, Liuyu. No matter how Yiwu forced herself to remain calm, she still felt a little uneasy.
For no reason, a picture emerged in her mind, and Yi Wu secretly observed the two of them with her peripheral vision.
Why on earth did she mistake Jiufang Mingyuan for Liuyu that day?
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