"Tell me!" Tang Xiuling looked at him with red eyes, "How did the passionate brother Quan I like become so selfish?

I am willing to carry it with you when the sky falls, but you are so young.

Are you worthy of everyone’s expectations of you?”

Liao Quan covered his face and said ashamedly: "I'm sorry..."

"Your father's grievances will be washed away one day, but if you continue to complain, no one will help you!" Tang Xiuling gritted her teeth.

"I understand all this, but when I think of you marrying Zhu Qianzi, I will be burned in my heart!"

"Even if I really marry Zhu Qianzi, I won't let him touch me a finger!" Tang Xiuling said firmly.

"Yes, maybe..." Liao Quanxin thought, even if Tang Xiuling keeps herself as jade for the rest of her life, how could they be together?

Could it be that you are stealing fish behind your back?

That's not what he wants!

Tang Xiuling saw Liao Quan's concerns and said, "You don't have to think about such dirty things. I'm not that kind of person either.

Today Zhong Ling came to me and she said, she likes King Wu!"

Upon hearing this, Liao Quan was stunned, "Zhong Ling likes Zhu Caizi?"

"Yes!" Tang Xiuling said the incident again, "I'll beg my father. If my father agrees, I'll beg your Majesty again. It's just a replacement, not a resistance to the order. There should be hope."

Liao Quan was so excited that he was very excited, "Okay, that's great, Zhong Ling is really great!"

Seeing Liao Quan's ecstatic appearance, Tang Xiuling felt a little unhappy, but she didn't say anything.

"No matter what, I owe Zhong Ling."

"Yes, no matter whether it succeeds or not, I will remember Zhong Ling's goodness!" Liao Quan realized that he had lost his composure and hurriedly said.

"It's getting late, I'll go back first!" Tang Xiuling didn't dare to stay for a long time, for fear that his family would find out.

"Can't you stay for a while?"

"Wait for my good news!" Tang Xiuling said and left in a hurry.

When Tang Xiuling left, Liao Quanzhe returned to the pavilion, "I didn't expect Zhong Ling to stand up. It seems that I still have hope of being a brother-in-law with the King of Wu."

He understood that his plan should change, "The King of Wu is a good person. When Zhong Ling marrys him, maybe I can use him to help my father get justice..."

......

When the King of Wu Mansion, Zhu Jun looked at the information in his hand and couldn't help laughing, "Okay, I'm really capable, one can do more tricks than the other!"

Li Ji was domineering: "Your Highness, the staff have been arranged, and you can do it tonight!"

"Go and be more hidden!"

After Li Jiba left, Zhu Jun threw the information aside. He was not interested in Tang Xiuling at all. What was the act of this miserable mandarin duck?

If he hadn't been on a whim, I'd have known that Liao Quan and Tang Xiuling would be so good at playing!

However, this Tang Zhongling seems quite interesting.

But he doesn't lack women.

These women in the family are enough for him to work hard.

Women are a necessity, but they are not much in Zhu Jun's mind.

With this identity, he still tries to play with love. Isn’t that pure joke?

I've long since put off this idea.

Thinking of this, he threw all the information into the fireplace and asked Xun Busan to call Qinghe over. That night was really enjoyable.

On the other hand, after eating and drinking, Liao Quan felt a little dizzy and inexplicably, and felt very hot all over.

Especially when you walk out the door, you will be even more unbearable when you are blown by the cold wind.

He passed an alley and the pink lanterns were hung high, and he smelled the fragrance of rouge and water from afar.

I saw two sisters wave at him.

The foot couldn't help but step in.

"Young Master, where are you going?" The butler asked hurriedly when he saw this.

"I'm not happy, have some fun!" Liao Quan's breathing became heavy.

"Young Master, you are still filial!" The butler grabbed Liao Quan, "Even if you feel uncomfortable, if you go home, you will have a maid at home... Isn't it cleaner than these sisters?"

Liao Quan shook the butler's hand away, "Please care about me!"

Seeing that Liao Quan was determined to act alone, the housekeeper stomped his feet in a hurry. He knew very well that Liao Quan was too depressed and had too much pressure in his heart, and he urgently needed to vent.

He hurriedly chased after him, took off the 'filial piety' from Liao Quan's arm, and followed him silently.

The brothels in the willows in the fireworks alley are generally not large in scale and are doing pure business.

It is far less high-end than the 16th floor, and most of them are literati and elegant.

But Liao Quan didn't dare to go to the 16th floor. If he met an acquaintance, he would be done.

Most of them are peddlers, or some small merchants, mixed with fish and dragons, and extremely strong rouge.

When Liao Quan stepped in, several women wearing heavy makeup hugged him, "Is this man listening to music or entertainment?"

At that moment, Liao Quan felt that his reason was about to be swallowed up.

He hugged left and right, and smiled, "I want it all!"

He has been practicing martial arts for many years and is extremely powerful. He carries two people on his shoulders and walks in.

The housekeeper is like hell.

Before he could speak out, he was pulled away by those sisters.

"Young Master, Young Master..." The housekeeper was so anxious that he did not dare to shout loudly, for fear of revealing his identity as a young master.

At the back, he was hugged, and he poured wine into his mouth one by one.

He also became fluttering and his consciousness became chaotic.

The 'filial piety' fell to the ground, held in his hand by his sister, and said with a smile: "Old sir, you are so good at playing, come and visit the brothel with mourning!"

The housekeeper was drunk, "Take it over, this is not my filial piety. My father has been dead for decades!"

"Not yours? Whose is that?"

"Yes, it's my young master!"

"Oh? Then who is your young master?"

The housekeeper burped and a voice in his heart told him that he could not say it, but he was a tragic person. He said, "It scares you when you say it. My young master is the son of Marquis Deqing, and the future Marquis Deqing. In this humble place, it is your blessing to have my young master visit you!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone around was stunned.

There was an uproar immediately.

Deqing and the others knew that in March this year, His Majesty was sentenced to death by His Majesty.

But, isn’t his son mourning at home?

Why did you run to the willow land of fireworks alleys and find fun?

How could a person who is not as good as that can hang out in such a place? Even if he wants to hang out, he should be on the 16th floor!

"Beast, Marquis Deqing died less than a year ago, and he went out to fool around. Why are he still filial? It's such a laughing stock!"

"I know why he didn't go to the 16th floor, because there were all acquaintances there. If he went there, he wouldn't be able to bear the title of filial son."

"Although Deqing Hou did something wrong, he is also a hero. However, his son is not even as good as a bear!"

The curses gradually spread, and the incident of the son of Deqing Hou's mourning period quickly emerged.

Before the Yingtian Drum Tower was ringing, the news spread completely.
Chapter completed!