Chapter 395: I Am Not an Actor (Part 1)

Swallows fly in pairs in front of the painted pavilion, how much sorrow is lonely, lazy and lonely sleep. Thinking of your pity in the idle place at dawn, red silk tent, golden duck cold sinking smoke, who believes in damaging the beauty, leaning on the screen and crying jade chopsticks, wet fragrance. Four limbs are weak on the swing, flowers wither, sorrow facing the sunny day. — Mao Xizhen

Red candles shake, sand tent is fragrant, beauty bathes in red makeup.

Zhang Xingyu stood at the door trembling, not daring to make a sound.

He wanted to escape, but the door had been locked from the outside by that girl A'rou.

Zhang Xingyu regretted it very much.

Why was he so greedy for money that he had to follow that girl A'rou to get some special reward.

This is not a special reward at all, this is clearly a life-taking demon.

Bead curtain, bath pool, flower petals, torso.

Even through a layer of gauze curtain, he could still clearly see Madam Hundred Flowers' body that could be held in one hand.

Zhang Xingyu swallowed his saliva, and a wicked fire ignited three inches below his lower abdomen.

Damn.

This old demon, this is trying to seduce people to death.

No, no. Do not look at what is improper, do not look at what is improper.

Zhang Xingyu hurriedly closed his eyes and recited the Cleansing Heart Formula in his heart.

The distracting thoughts in his heart were born and died, but the dryness and heat in his lower body became more and more difficult to bear.

No, no, if this continues, something will definitely happen.

Zhang Xingyu opened his eyes, preparing to jump out of the window.

Just then, Madam Hundred Flowers' lazy and sweet voice came to his ears.

"My dear, am I beautiful?"

Zhang Xingyu looked in the direction of the sound involuntarily.

In the bathroom, Madam Hundred Flowers had already stood up, looking at him with a pair of spring-water-like eyes.

Crystal clear water droplets hung on her perfect body, flowing down her long legs that were as white as jade.

"Beautiful, very beautiful." Zhang Xingyu praised sincerely.

"My dear, do you like it?" Madam Hundred Flowers' eyes were full of spring.

Madam Hundred Flowers waved her hand and wrapped herself in a vermilion gauze dress, like a rose after the rain, swaying her water-snake waist and walking toward Zhang Xingyu step by step.

She carried a thick floral fragrance, making Zhang Xingyu can't help but want to be intoxicated by it.

Zhang Xingyu thought for a moment and finally made up his mind.

"Uh. Madam, please let me leave."

Madam Hundred Flowers hugged Zhang Xingyu with a resentful look.

"My dear, why do you want to refuse me?"

"No. Madam is naturally the most beautiful woman in the world. It's just that I already belong to someone else. So..."

Madam Hundred Flowers looked miserable.

"Belong to someone else?"

"Yes. I already belong to someone else. Although Madam is very beautiful, it's a pity that we met too late."

Madam Hundred Flowers cried.

"Since you don't love me, why did you want to marry me?"

"Uh..."

"Why, why?"

Zhang Xingyu couldn't continue. After a line of dialogue, he felt a bit awkward.

"Why, why?"

"Why would you rather like a mortal woman than like me!"

Madam Hundred Flowers was tearful, her face distorted, hugging Zhang Xingyu and crying loudly.

"Madam..."

Zhang Xingyu didn't know how to comfort her. Emotionally, Madam Hundred Flowers treated him as someone else.

"Why, why, don't you love me?"

"Compared to Feng Zhimeng, in terms of birth, appearance, and temperament, which point of mine is not better than her? Which point of mine is not prettier than her?"

"My dear, don't leave me, don't leave Yanran."

Madam Hundred Flowers hugged Zhang Xingyu and begged constantly. Her body looked weak, but the strength in her hands was not small.

Zhang Xingyu was hugged by her until he could hardly breathe.

If this continues, he will definitely be strangled to death by her.

Zhang Xingyu thought for a while and spoke softly to persuade her.

"Madam, love is a matter of fate. A forced melon is not sweet, you must let go when you should."

"No. I won't let go, I won't let go."

Madam Hundred Flowers hugged Zhang Xingyu and roared hysterically. Her body was like a tree vine constantly twisting and wriggling on Zhang Xingyu's body. She shook her head, her black hair dancing on Zhang Xingyu's face, the seductive fragrance refreshing. Zhang Xingyu felt that the wicked fire in his body became a few points stronger.

No, no.

Must leave immediately.

If this continues, he won't be strangled to death by this woman, but he will also be burned to death by lust.

Zhang Xingyu tried his best to pry open Madam Hundred Flowers' hands.

"Madam, wake up. Madam, look clearly, I am not Ximen Chuifeng."

"Yes. You are no longer Ximen Chuifeng, you are the high and mighty God King."

Madam Hundred Flowers gradually stopped crying.

She looked at Zhang Xingyu, and then raised her jade hand.

"Ximen Chuifeng, I hate you!"

When Zhang Xingyu woke up, he found himself lying on a vermilion bed.

Sitting in front of the bed was a woman in white, the woman was stunningly beautiful, it was Madam Hundred Flowers' maid, A'rou.

A'rou held a wooden bowl in her hand, and the wooden bowl was filled with green paste. A'rou pinched a wooden chip and gently applied the paste in the bowl to his face.

A'rou's movements were very light, just like Gu Yuyao back then.

Zhang Xingyu thought, A'rou should also be a kind-hearted girl.

"A'rou!"

"Ah!"

Zhang Xingyu wanted to speak, but his face hurt.

"You are already swollen into a pig's head, so stop talking." A'rou reminded.

A'rou gently applied the ointment to Zhang Xingyu's face while saying softly.

"You can be considered lucky. Although you were beaten into a pig's head by Madam's face-changing fist, fortunately, your life is still there. I have already used the 'Return to Beauty Fist' to restore all the muscles and bones of your face to their original positions. As long as you apply this Ice Muscle Jade Skin Cream, which has the effect of reducing swelling, relieving pain, whitening, and beautifying, for three days, you can become the handsome guy who was originally handsome and talented."

A'rou finished applying the medicine to Zhang Xingyu and then whispered to him not to move around, then floated away with the wooden bowl.

Zhang Xingyu lay on the bed and didn't dare to move around.

It felt like ten thousand ants were tearing at his skin on his face, itchy and unbearable.

According to A'rou, this is a sign that the skin is repairing. At this time, you must not scratch with your hands, otherwise, it will leave permanent scars.

Disfigurement is an unacceptable punishment for a handsome guy.

So, Zhang Xingyu would rather endure the numbness and itching than reach out to scratch.

This torment lasted for three days. Three days later, the numbness and itching disappeared, and the girl A'rou came again with a wooden bowl.

After removing the ointment, Zhang Xingyu looked at it in the copper mirror by the window.

Handsome face is fine, handsome is fine.

A'rou shook her head and floated away.

When she left, she looked back at Zhang Xingyu and smiled sweetly: "Young Master Zhang, enjoy your handsome face well. I hope that by this time tomorrow, you can see it again."

"What do you mean?"

Zhang Xingyu raised his head, only to see an enchanting back figure.

At night.

A'rou came again.

"Young Master Zhang, come with me. I hope you have good luck tonight!"

Zhang Xingyu lay on the bed and didn't move: "Can I not go!"

"You can not go."

"Then I won't go."

"Young Master Zhang, do you know where all the Heaven's Prides who refused to enter Madam's boudoir have gone in these tens of thousands of years?"

"Where did they go?"

A'rou pointed to the flower field direction.

"What do you mean?"

"Under the flower field."

Zhang Xingyu's scalp felt numb.

Damn it, I didn't expect the flower field with beautiful scenery to be a place where wronged souls were buried.

I camped there a while ago.

No wonder that place has rich spiritual energy and beautiful flowers, it turns out there are immortal sect Heaven's Prides buried underneath.

What a sin! ===== CHAPTER 396 =====