Behind him, Feng Qingcheng stretched out his jade-white palms, letting the cold moonlight pour into his palms, and then flowed out through his fingers, pouring onto the spacious imperial city road. See the entertainment picture above

I would like to ask a stranger, where is the way back? Feng Qingcheng felt a little self-pity, and then a little self-deprecating, the way back? Since he was in this situation, he has no way back.

The country is not her country, and the home is not her home. Perhaps the only thing that remains unchanged is the cold and cold moon hanging above the willow branches!

His mood suddenly became melancholy. Due to the suppressed discomfort in his heart, Feng Qingcheng walked forward, along the Imperial City Street, bathing in the night, letting the cold wind blow away the depression in his heart.

Looking at Feng Qingcheng's back, she is so full of sadness. There are so many emotions in just one back figure.[

"Miss, he seems to be in a bad mood."

I raised my head and looked at the moonlight today. It was a little dim, which made people feel melancholy.

"We're following him."

Looking at that ethereal back, Luo Liuling could understand him. No one could understand the feeling of a prince wandering outside with nothing.

Both of them were wearing men's clothes and followed Feng Qingcheng. The evening breeze blew by, and the coolness penetrated into their hearts.

"Hey, isn't this Mr. Fang?

"Is the little fairy jealous? Come on, let me smell it~"

"Go! Young Master Fang is really evil! It makes the slave family's hearts and minds flutter."

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Feng Qingcheng was stimulated by the strong scent of osmanthus and sneezed. She raised her eyes in surprise and was shocked to find that at some point he had walked in circles to the Fireworks Alley and the Land of Willows.

The whole street is brightly lit, with big red lanterns hanging high, and the ambiguous red light floating in the air, mixed with the thick fragrance of powder and makeup, languid and luxurious, giving people a sense of decadence and decadence.

Coupled with the men's teasing laughter and women's coquettish voices coming from the pavilion from time to time, it is ambiguous and extravagant, which makes people think about it, make their blood surge, and they can't stop.

"Master, where are you rushing to? It's a long night, why don't you take a rest first and let the girls take care of you! Come on, hehehe..."

A soft and boneless lotus root stretched out to Feng Qingcheng without hesitation. Before Feng Qingcheng could regain his consciousness, he was dragged into Zuihong Pavilion by force.

Seeing the guests coming, the girl who had not received the guests in the building came over in an attentive and courteous manner, surrounding Feng Qingcheng and tugging and coquettishly, finally allowing the astonished Feng Qingcheng to calm down.

"Miss, look."

Seeing Feng Qingcheng being pulled in and not resisting at all, Ruo'er couldn't help but stamp her feet.

"It doesn't matter, let's go and have a look too."

In the land of fireworks, Luo Liuling wanted to set up an intelligence office here, because here, there are everyone, and naturally everything is available.[

From north to south, we know everything and know everything, so go in and take a look and see if the future intelligence office can be established in the brothel.

As soon as Luo Liuling stepped forward, she was pulled in by the woman at the door. She stayed close to Luo Liuling all the way, and separated the women surrounding her without leaving any trace.

Looking around, Feng Qingcheng's figure has long disappeared. Ruo'er has been avoiding these women. Now she can't even protect herself, so she doesn't care where he goes.
Chapter completed!