In an instant, Zhang Feng's face turned as red as blood.
Yuchi Yu 'er hugged Zhang Feng as if she'd lost her head out of fear, causing him to suck in a breath of cold air.
"Cough, cough, cough!"
As Zhang Feng coughed violently, Yuchi Yu 'er let go of Zhang Feng in a panic.
"This … Prince Zhang, my daughter didn't do it on purpose … I hope Prince Zhang …"
Yuchi Yu 'er looked at Zhang Feng like a child who had done something wrong.
Zhang Feng's head buzzed as if it was about to explode.
This was what he couldn't stand the most.
He especially didn't dare to look into Yuchi Yu 'er's eyes.
Now that they had inadvertently met each other's eyes, Zhang Feng's face turned even redder.
"Cough, cough, cough. It's fine, I'm fine. Damn the floor. When I have time, I'll definitely get the craftsmen on the mountain to repave the floor. Yes, it's the floor's fault."
Zhang Fengdong said one sentence after another.
There was no trace of the wisdom he had before.
As he spoke, Yuchi Yu 'er finally realized what they were doing. She panicked and stood up from Zhang Feng's lap.
For the first time, a trace of panic appeared in Yuchi Yu 'er's seductive eyes.
After the two of them hurriedly tidied up their clothes, they acted as if nothing had happened and drank tea with all their might.
After a long while, Yuchi Yu 'er stole a glance at Zhang Feng. Seeing that he was playing with his hair, she asked, "Prince Zhang, can Yu' er ask you something?"
"Go ahead."
"After Yu 'er went down the mountain, Prince Zhang composed that poem. Was it because of Yu' er that you felt lost?"
"This …"
Zhang Feng's mouth was dry.
His mind was still in a mess. He was still thinking about what had just happened. When he heard Yuchi Yu 'er's question, he didn't know what to say.
He had only casually composed the poem last time.
If it weren't for those three bastards, this wouldn't have happened.
Yuchi Yu 'er clearly misunderstood something.
However, how could Zhang Feng explain this?
There was simply no way to explain it!
The more he tried to explain, the more he couldn't make sense of it.
Zhang Feng coughed and said, "Miss Yu 'er, a poem's ability lies in its meaning. Why do you have to pursue it? Who are you doing it for?"
Zhang Feng's words.
Yuchi Yu 'er smiled faintly. Seeing Zhang Feng's hand on the teacup, she placed her hand on Zhang Feng's hand and said in an aggrieved tone, "Young Master Zhang, can you compose a poem for me?"
"This …"
The moment Yuchi Yu 'er's hand, Yu's hand's's hand's hand.
What was he supposed to say?
Isn't this f * cking asking for my life?
Weren't you afraid that he wouldn't be able to control himself?
Damn you, Old Yu. You're already so old. Lao Tzu has no enmity with you. You don't have to use this seductress to harm me, right?
If you're still holding a grudge over how I tricked you, Lao Tzu will return it to you, okay?
Zhang Feng couldn't take it anymore. He couldn't guarantee what would happen if he continued to stay here.
This woman was simply more powerful than anything else.
"Ahem. Well, Miss Yu 'er, you know that poems …"
Yuchi Yu 'er thought that Zhang Feng was going to compose a poem. Her face lit up. "I've long heard that Prince Zhang is eloquent and can compose poems easily. Could it be that Prince Zhang has thought of it so quickly?"
As she spoke, Yuchi Yu 'er put her face in front of Zhang Feng again.
Zhang Feng groaned inwardly. He twisted his numb neck and drank all the water in the cup and the teapot in one gulp.
Then he said, "Thinking of clothes in the clouds and face in the flowers, the spring breeze brushes the railings and the dew is thick. If not for the mountains and jade heads, we would meet under the moon in the Jade Pavilion."
At this moment, Zhang Feng just wanted to finish his task as soon as possible.
When the poem was finished, Zhang Feng hurriedly got up. Suppressing his emotions, he said, "Miss Yu 'er, I still have important matters to attend to …"
"Ah?"
"Prince Zhang, this is …" Yuchi Yu 'er pretended to be surprised. The next moment, she saw that Zhang Feng's expression was abnormally ugly. She covered her mouth and laughed. "In that case, Yu' er will come to visit another day. Thank you Prince Zhang for your poem today. Yu 'er will definitely give you a big gift another day!"
As she spoke.
Yuchi Yu 'er leisurely got up. After giving a courtly greeting, she slowly left.
Only after Yuchi Yu 'er left did Zhang Feng's taut nerves instantly relax. He hurriedly ran to the rear courtyard and dove headfirst into the water tank, not caring whether or not the water in the tank had been used for a long time or whether or not there were insects inside.
To sober himself up.
At this moment.
Ma Zhou waited for Yuchi Yu 'er to leave before entering the small tavern. As soon as he heard the noise in the backyard, he turned pale with fright and hurriedly ran into the backyard.
"Teacher, you're …"
How did Zhang Feng become like this when he just went out for a while?
Ma Zhou could not help but pull Zhang Feng out of the water tank in a panic. With the cool water, Zhang Feng became much more clear-headed and the evil fire in his heart subsided.
Squatting beside the water tank and panting, he signaled Ma Zhou to give him a cigarette. After taking two puffs with trembling hands, Zhang Feng asked, "Yu 'er left?"
"She left."
"She really left?"
"Yes, I saw her get into the sedan chair and leave."
Hearing this, Zhang Feng heaved a deep sigh of relief. Then, he cursed, "Lao Tzu asked you to come here to broaden your horizons. Motherf * cker, in the end, you just left Lao Tzu here alone?"
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