Before he came, he made a plan. Women liked nothing more than those, such as giving gifts, saying good things, and throwing their eyes away. The Fourth Master was good at these, after all, he was the drunk boss of the skull.

I have to take care of the injury these days, and I have to check the situation in the palace, so I have not taken action for a long time. Although my injuries have not been cured, it does not hinder the plan and can be implemented.

The next morning, Rong Yue asked him to go to the tip of the middle of Beijing to get a gift, and he specified that it would be more expensive.

Rong Yue came back with a long brocade box, put it on the table, and smiled and said, "You have put this Liuyue Sword in the warehouse and haven't moved it, so you will give it as a gift."

"This sword..." Master Leng Si took it up, pulled out the sword and unsheathed it, and saw a faint light flashing, and he felt a little reluctant. "It seems that the Qingmang sword my uncle gave me back then is worth a thousand gold. It seems a pity to give it to Yuan Qingling."

Rong Yue said: "Then let's change it."

"Is there anything else to give?"

Master Leng asked.

Rong Yue shook her head, "There are few things here. Apart from a few boxes of gold, there are only a few weapons. But if you want to show goodwill, you can't give gold. It's low-end and tacky. Besides, the Crown Princess doesn't lack these."

Mr. Leng also felt that it was inappropriate. Nowadays, few people are short of money. Weapons are rare things. Just because she wants her to carry her husband and abandon her son, and she can't bear to leave her children and can't trap a wolf, so she will give her Qingmang Sword.

"Then give this sword."

Rong Yue said: "By the way, when my subordinates went out, I heard people in the mansion say that we would hold a banquet to entertain us today, and it is very lively outside now."

Master Leng Si was interested, “Really?

That's great. I lived here for a few days without good wine. I was so bored. Did you see good wine?"

Rong Yue frowned, "I watched the servant move the wine, but my subordinates smelled the wine. Speaking of which, there was still a lot of wine hidden in the cellar at our back. Why don't I go and get it?"

The Fourth Master sent her away, and she was in a good mood. What he feared most in his life was a boring life. No matter what business he did in these years, he had to make a profit and never lose money. He was very bored. What is the meaning of being a human being?

Fortunately, there is Lenglang Gate, so he sets very strict rules for Lenglang Gate, and no one can disobey it.

When he made the rules, he announced that if the rules were broken, the Lenglang Sect would be disbanded.

This is why he had to take action himself.

He limped out with a brocade box in his arms and crutches.

It was indeed very lively outside. I saw the servants working back and forth early in the morning. The autumn wind in the yard was strong, and the garden was golden and beautiful.

When he arrived at Xiaoyue Pavilion, Xu Yi walked from the other side and saw Master Leng, and asked hostilely: "What are you here to do?"

Master Leng Si looked at Xu Yi. If this reckless boy was in his Leng Lang Sect, he would definitely not be able to get food. He would be arrogant even if he was not good at learning skills.

"What's inside the brocade box?"

When Xu saw that he did not answer, he asked.

"Gift."

Master Leng Si said lightly and glanced inside.

This prince is diligent and loving the people. After staying here for a few days, he probably went out early and came back late. The prince should have gone out now.

When Xu saw that he was giving gifts, he relaxed his defense line and said, "Please come in."

After saying that, he shouted at the top of his voice, "Your Highness, Master Leng Si is here to give you a gift."

Master Leng frowned, is it still here?

When is it time?

If he were there, this would not be the best time to seduce someone’s wife.

Yuwenhao and Yuan Qingling walked out together, both of them dressed very delicately. Yuwenhao was resting today, wearing a white embroidered eagle-patterned brocade dress, a golden jade belt tied around his waist, a golden crown, a burning tiger's eyes, and a majestic weapon.

As for Yuan Qingling, he also dressed up today. He wore a brocade palace skirt with a large peony pattern with plain embroidered palate, and a pomegranate red double-clad wide-sleeved outer skirt. The background color inside was a white palace skirt and Yu Wenhao were particularly matched when standing together. The pomegranate red outer skirt made his skin look better than snow, and the acne on his face was eliminated. He applied makeup to make up his face. After cleaning it like this, he looked like he had become a person.

When the two looked at Master Leng, their faces were filled with gentle smiles, as if they were looking at a golden ball that fell into the slums. The smile was actually a bit of ambition.

Mr. Leng first looked at Yu Wenhao, then turned to look at Yuan Qingling. Seeing that she was dressed delicately today, she had a bit of the temperament that Rong Yue said. Then she looked at her fair neck, which was very weak. If she twisted her hand, it would be no effort.

He also raised a smile on his face, as if he was looking at a mouse falling into a cat's nest, with a meaning in his smile.

Xu Yisha said in a scenic spot: "What kind of gift is this?"

Mr. Leng was thinking about Yuan Qingling's life and subconsciously handed the brocade box out. Xu Yi took it and opened it, his eyes lit up, "Oh my God, there is even jadeite embedded on the sword. What kind of sword is this?"

"Qingming Sword!"

Master Leng Si looked at Xu Yi lightly and fussed. He knew at a glance that he had never seen a good thing. He was so whispering, such a person should pull out his tongue.

"Qingming Sword?"

Xu Yi exclaimed again, "Oh my God, is this the legendary Qingming Sword?

I've heard of it, and I heard that this sword is as sharp as mud, and it's amazing."

Tang Yang stepped forward, grabbed the sword with one hand, and said unhappily: "This is a gift from the Fourth Master to Your Highness, what are you looking at?

Are there any rules in front of the guests?”

After saying that, he handed the Qingmang Sword to Yuwenhao.

Master Leng was stunned for a moment, "Slow down..." This sword was given to Yuan Qingling.

Yuwen Hao wanted to reach out to take the sword, but he heard him say slowly, stretching his hand in the air, a little embarrassed.

Tang Yang and Xu Yi also looked at Leng Siye.

The Fourth Master Leng suddenly felt very difficult, and the atmosphere was finally here. It would be very embarrassing if he said it was not given to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

He took the sword and said solemnly: "Since this is a gift given to His Highness by my husband, I should hand it to His Highness personally."

He held the sword in both hands and presented it to Yu Wenhao, saying, "Your Highness, I hope you don't dislike it. I'm in a hurry to enter Beijing this time and didn't bring any good gifts. There are not many precious things in the middle of the capital, except for a few boxes of gold. It's hard to give it to Your Highness such as gold. So he asked Rong Yue to pick up this green sword for you and thank you for your care in the past few days."

Yuan Qingling heard about a few boxes of gold, and his eyes were straightened, and then he thought with regret, why not give gold?

Yu Wenhao was very happy. He took the Qingmang Sword with both hands, watched for a while, then pulled the sword out of the sheath. Seeing the sword's edge cold, he praised, "What a Qingmang Sword, Fourth Master, I heard that you are good at playing the piano, why not, you can play a song, I will dance a sword?"

Master Leng has always admired Yu Wenhao. After hearing what he said, he became interested and said, "Okay!"

Tang Yang quickly ordered someone to serve the Guzheng, placed it in the direction of the yard against the railing, and lit a stove of agarwood, and said to Master Leng, "Please take your seat!"

Master Leng Si sat down with his robe, swept his slender fingers on the strings, and then he poured out beautiful notes.
Chapter completed!