Pingyao was sad about spring and autumn, but he heard Xiao Ya's voice and hurriedly calmed down.

"Is the flower tea ready? Then come and drink it together." Pingyao sat on the stool and said to Xiaoya standing aside with a smile.

"Thank you, Miss." Xiao Ya is nominally Pingyao's girl, but Pingyao actually treats people as sisters. Those guests will also share a portion of good things when they deliver them, and only flower tea is no exception.

Xiao Ya sat on the stool, drank a cup of flower tea, and said happily, "Miss, this flower tea is so delicious. I have never drunk such a good flower tea after being born for so long?"

Pingyao did not refute her words, and he did not agree with what Xiaoya said, just drank tea silently.

It is undeniable that this flower tea is really delicious, and Xiaoya is right. They have never drunk this kind of tea since they were young.

Even though she and Tang Zhi got along later, they had never drunk such delicious flower tea.

Therefore, although Pingyao likes drinking this kind of tea, he still spoke when he saw that the little girl Harry was almost leaking out.

"If you want to drink it, take all the flower tea given to Mr. Zhuang."

"No, this is given to you by Mr. Zhuang. How dare I take it?" Although Xiaoya likes flower tea very much, she has always been a handsome man. Seeing that her girl was going to give her flower tea, she swallowed silently, but still shook her head and didn't pick it up.

Pingyao smiled helplessly when she saw Xiaoya wanting to eat but hesitating but not daring to take it. She forced the flower tea to her and said:

"The dealer has a great career, so he is not short of such a little tea. Since he gave me the things, that is my belongings, so take them."

"Is this really OK?" Xiaoya looked at the flower tea in her hand and glanced at her lady in a very entangled way.

"Of course." Pingyaomin said again, "Don't stand here stupidly, take the things in your room."

"Yes." Xiao Ya got up from the stool and quickly looked at Pingyaofu, "I took my leave."

"Um."

When Xiao Ya left, Pingyao put away the smile on her face. She looked at Xiao Ya's departure back and thoughtfully: "What is Mr. Zhuang giving me this flower tea?"

Pingyao had also received the things given by the guests before, including flower tea, jade pendants and pearls. Pingyao, with the idea that more and more, was always here to say that they would come. But they gave them so many times at most, and they would not give them every day. After a long time, they could not even give them once every ten days.

"Maybe you fall in love with me?" Ping Yao thought of this answer and shook his head like a rattle. "Impossible. Master Zhuang has a great career and is handsome and handsome. There must be many girls around him. There should be a lot of good family members. How could he fall in love with me?"

The more Pingyao thought about it, the more he felt that he was thinking right. Things were just like he thought. Zhuang Qing just felt that he was singing too hard, so he was given a gift for the flower tea for health.

Well, that's right, it must be what I imagined.

"It turns out that I'm thinking too much, Zhuang Qing is like this." Ping Yao thought so, unconsciously let go and continued to do his own thing.

And what about Zhuang Qing?

He was still hiding with his friends in various places such as brothels and casinos. They were having fun and they had forgotten the matter.

Until - he was caught from the brothel by his own father.

Zhuang Qing did not dare to grab Zhuang Zhou's hand that held his ear with his hand, so he had to complain in a low voice.

"Dad, be gentle, it hurts!"

"You dare to go to places like brothels to fool around when you know it hurts?" Zhuang Zhou said with a pity, "I'll let you and Jiang Huan learn hard, but you're good, what's going on on the surface, what's behind your back?! Come here behind your back and mess with other children!"

"I have listened to my father and Jiang Huan to study hard." Zhuang Qing was innocent and helpless, "Have you not seen me running to Jiang Huan's yard every day?"

"Why did you run to his yard for nothing?" Zhuang Zhou snorted coldly and took the person to Zhuang Qing's own yard.

Zhuang Qing’s courtyard is called Baishu Academy. As the name suggests, it means that Zhuang Qing can read more books and learn more, and win glory for the country after he succeeds in his studies.

As a result, learning is successful, and it is hard to say that it will bring glory to the country.

"Read the book carefully and recite the entire national policy today. If you can't recite it, hum." Zhuang Zhou showed a strange smile, "Let me think about it, is it breaking your hands, your legs, or your face, so that you will never be able to enter the brothel."

Is this father fake?

Zhuang Qing looked at the sky speechlessly, and then silently turned against the national policy.

Wutong Residence.

Jiang Huan's heartbeat has always been very fierce these days. Not only that, he also found that an ordinary person could use spiritual power and control items under some opportunity.

This spiritual power is not the blue that Su Qibai often uses, but a black one.

He looked at the vase that floated up automatically in front of him, his brows became tighter and he touched his chest with his hands and passed the message to the people inside with his thoughts.

"Su Qibai, what's going on?"

"What else can happen?" Su Qibai also sent a message to him with his mind, "The water in the Demon Realm is too dirty and dark. Ordinary people and those with weak magic power in the Immortal Realm are prone to be infected with this kind of aura. You, an ordinary person, cannot go there at all. Now, have you been infected?"

"But that's what he said at that time, what can I do?" Jiang Huan was also a little anxious at this time, "We alone can't get that thing. Baili Ao finally got it, and said that as long as I'm willing to go to the Demon Realm, I'll give me the things, how can I not go!"

"I know you are for my own good." Su Qibai felt the change in Jiang Huan's mood, and he softened his voice, "But you have to think about yourself too."

"What else can I do now?" Jiang Huan waved his hand, "Is there any way to get me back to normal?"

"No." Su Qibai said without hesitation, "My spiritual power is also a little contaminated now. If it could be restored to normal, it would have been restored long ago."

"What should I do?" Jiang Huan was a little anxious. "This thing will not have any harm, right?"

"No." Su Qibai said, "But black spiritual power is the exclusive object of the demon world, cold and dark, and it is extremely easy for anger to develop emotions such as an accident. Once such emotions arise, the mild ones will often be inflamed and affect life. In severe ones, they will refuse to recognize their relatives and even kill those who do not want to do it."

"An irrelevant person?" Jiang Huan seemed to hear something, and the alarm in his heart was uttered, "Like I used to?"

Jiang Huan remembered the murder of people when he was still in Qi Guo because his eyes turned red.
Chapter completed!