Chapter 95 [Missions that Si Lili may devote his life to] (First order requested)

Author: Bijianxingke

Chapter 95 [Missions that Si Lili may devote his life to] (First order requested)

Emperor Qing pondered for a moment and then looked back at the tallest building in the world, Qing Tower, which towered into the sky. He swallowed back the name of a certain concubine that was on his lips and said instead:

"I've been a little tired recently. Let's talk about bedtime later."

"yes!"

In fact, since the death of the woman who helped him step by step from an idle prince with no rights to the supreme throne, he rarely turned over the cards or directly named his concubines to sleep with him.

In addition to feeling guilty as an acquiescence in participating in the murder, another thing is that he always recalls a sentence in his mind.

That was what she suddenly warned him when they were watching the stars on the roof of Taiping Villa that summer. The main idea was that if he dared to fail her in the future, then...

Even if she becomes an unknown ghost under the underworld, she will definitely turn into a ghost and come to seek her life. Even if she loves him too much and cannot bear to take his life, she will definitely scare him so much that he can no longer have sex with a man.

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Over time, he lost interest and energy in this area, so he might as well concentrate on sharpening arrows to make his heart happy.

However, the pair of scissors that the woman once placed in Taiping Villa and said with a smile that she would use them to cut him in the future had already been smelted by him and used as arrowheads.

Throughout history, we can see that throughout the dynasties, even if other emperors were old, they would still take medicine and continue to bring new concubines into the palace to sleep with them.

It’s just a matter of the quantity and the length of the time interval.

However, Emperor Qing has not admitted another concubine into the harem for many years.

Naturally, among the virtuous names, it is inevitable to mention his concentration and love, not to be dissolute and excessive, and to be a good emperor.

The night is getting deeper and deeper.

Shengjia Palace is the residence of Emperor Qing. As for this rather strange and somewhat inconsistent name, it is said that it was given by the chief engineer who supervised the renovation of the palace.

But few people know who that person is and what his name is.

Only a few people in the palace know that there are actually many hidden weapons in the Holy Armor Palace, and even the Grand Master would have a headache entering them.

Over the years, Grand Master Si Gu Jian came to the Qingguo Imperial Palace more than once to carry out assassinations that went against the will of heaven. Twice, he successfully broke into the Holy Armor Palace, but failed and returned.

In addition to the obstruction of the great master in the palace, the excellent functions of the countless hidden weapons in the Holy Armor Palace are also indispensable.

Before going to bed, Emperor Qing stood by the window and looked at the dark night outside. Suddenly there was a moist smell of dust in the air.

Amidst the whistling wind, light rain began to fall from the sky.

When it first rains, there will be a strong smell of dust in the air.

"I hope that tomorrow I can see an excellent poem that will be famous throughout the ages."

After talking to himself, he yawned again, then walked to the dragon couch and lay down. After a while, a snoring sound suddenly sounded, which together with the sound of rain dripping outside the window and the whistling wind, formed an excellent atmosphere.

A masterpiece of musical sounds that complement each other.

The next day.

After last night's heavy rain, the air suddenly became much fresher. When people opened the window, they were subconsciously affected by the environment and felt much happier.

However, even though it rained so heavily and continuously all night, it still couldn't wash away the somewhat indifferent smell of rouge and powder in the Brothel Industrial Park beside the Liujing River.

Fan Zui got up early and after yawning, someone pushed open the door and came in to deliver face wash and toiletries.

Fan Zui didn't let the clumsy woman who was about to come forward to wash his face wait on him. It was obvious that the madam must have specially arranged these things to wait on him.

After all, no oiran would be willing to take the initiative to wash someone's face and serve them.

Although he deliberately did some things outside that seemed incomprehensible to others, as a general who led an army to the battlefield to kill the enemy and take their heads, he was not so pretentious. He even needed help to wash his face.

After asking the oiran to retire, he simply washed up and prepared to go to Prince Jing's Mansion to participate in today's poetry meeting.

It has been several days since the Rakshasa Palace army set out to conquer Goguryeo and the Japanese Kingdom, but there has been no news yet. This is not good news that makes people happy.

It's better to go to Prince Jing's Mansion Poetry Club to have some fun, otherwise it wouldn't be a disgrace to your own enjoyment persona.

When he was going out, Fan Zui suddenly lowered his head and looked at the bag at his feet. The five fingers of his right hand were slightly bent and turned into claws. He picked up the object from the air. The bag instantly flew off the ground and fell into his hand.

This heavy feeling is still so familiar.

There's nothing wrong with finding money when you go out, but it's a bit outrageous to find a bag of silver outside your own yard.

"Um?"

Fan Zui seemed to smell something, so he put Gindai on the tip of his nose and smelled it. There was a light and refreshing fragrance.

This reminded him of the sudden knock on the door at midnight last night.

"Sir, it's raining at night and it's quite cold. Why don't you let me come into the house to warm you up so you can sleep better?"

This is the original story.

The general meaning behind the words is the same as the phrases "Do you need a girl" and "Do you need special services" that can be heard in the streets and alleys near train stations or high-speed rail stations in the city?

Of course, Fan Zui had already righteously refused this kind of unorthodox service.

After sleeping here all night but not getting the news I wanted, I suddenly felt a little worried.

I hope everything goes well for the army...

Walking on Langqiao when leaving Zuixianju, Fan Zui turned his head slightly and glanced at the flower boat that was still moored in the middle of the Liujing River. He only saw a few maids walking around on it occasionally, but there was no manager there for a while.

Show up.

He just took a glance and then left. He never waited like those idiots on Langqiao, just to witness for a moment the legendary and legendary beauty of the most beautiful courtesan in Zuixianju.

Fan Zui walked past Langqiao without stopping at all. After he left, a woman turned around and entered the painting boat on the Liujing River.

She walked all the way to the innermost and largest room in the flower boat, knocked twice and got the answer from the people inside, then pushed the door open and entered.

"He just glanced at me from a distance and left without stopping."

While speaking, the maid who was one of the Northern Qi spies glanced at the woman who was sitting in front of the dressing mirror getting dressed, but the back view already made her, a fellow woman, feel envious.

"Okay, I understand, please step back first, always pay attention to the time and circumstances of his arrival at Zuixianju, and report to me at any time.

In addition, send me an order to tell him to go down. During this period, send someone to pay close attention to his whereabouts and related matters, record it in the file, and hand it over to me. It will be of great use."

"yes!"

The maid couldn't help but glance at that graceful and graceful back, swallowed, then turned and left.

Of course, Si Lili could see the maid's little movements and gazes as clearly as she did in the mirror, but when she looked at her naturally charming self in the mirror, a fleeting, helpless smile flashed across her lips.

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On the table in front of her was the latest news from Northern Qi, which was also the most important task that she needed to complete unconditionally.

In order to complete this task, she may need to use a honey trap or even sacrifice her life.

This mission is related to the youngest general in the Qing Kingdom and the youngest and most legendary general in all empires.

Fan drunk!
Chapter completed!