Wei Zhongliang was quite surprised that a prince named Dongming Ziyu could express his desire for beauty so straightforwardly.

Usually in this kind of situation, if a noble person likes a beauty, he will express it in a subtle way.

Everyone is a smart person who can observe words and expressions. After the banquet is over, they will naturally offer the beauty.

At this time, he felt that it was difficult to ride a tiger, so he laughed and said: "These women are the best singers and dancers in Linzhou City. If the prince likes them, he can choose them."

"Then I want this." Dongming Ziyu raised his arrogant chin at the woman in front of him, "What's your name?"

The woman's bright eyes are good at gazing, and she looks forward to them. Her voice is as melodious as an oriole, "My family name is Yu, and my name is Rao."

"Very good!" Dongming Ziyu gave Yurao a meaningful cold look and pushed the cup in front of her.

This is the wine she poured herself.

Yurao kowtowed and thanked him: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for the wine!"

Then, he raised his hand to pick up the wine glass, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.

Shangguan Ruoli stood aside like a wooden stake, treating himself as Mo Xiang, ignoring Yurao seducing her husband in front of him.

Wei Zhongliang looked at his master proudly, it was indeed a good plan.

The people outside were crying and screaming, while inside the house people were singing and dancing, drinking glasses and changing glasses.

A reception party eventually turned into a decadent soul-calling party. Women with graceful figures and sweet smiles kept leaning on men...

Finally, Yurao and the two women got into a carriage and followed the imperial envoy's team back to the post house.

Wei Zhongliang looked at the carriage that was driving away and smiled sarcastically, "I can't believe the rumors. Who would have thought that the inhumane King Xuan would be so lustful? No wonder he can't even keep his position as crown prince!"

The master frowned slightly, he was not as optimistic as Wei Zhongliang.

Wei Zhongliang said happily: "Master, you have made a great contribution this time, and I will definitely reward you well."

The master hurriedly saluted, "Thank you, sir."

Wei Zhongliang stroked his sparse beard and returned home in a drunken state. He entered his concubine's room and refused to come out.

The master returned to the room, and soon a carrier pigeon flew from his window sill.

However, as soon as the pigeon flew out of the house, it was shot down by a sharp arrow.

Linzhou City was filled with gloom and mist.

But inside the post house, there was singing and dancing, and there was endless spring.

In the huge bedroom, Yurao twisted her graceful figure and danced seductively.

Those pair of fox-like charming eyes were staring straight at Dongming Ziyu, as if telling all kinds of lovesickness and all kinds of tenderness.

At that time, she heard that she was asked to serve an inhumane prince, and she was unwilling to do so. No matter how noble the prince was, he could only look around and gain little benefit if he could not do anything.

It wasn't until she met Dongming Ziyu that she realized that a man could be so good-looking, elegant and unparalleled in dignity.

If I follow such a good-looking prince, I will be a widow for the rest of my life, and it will be worth it.

The thin gauze fell to the ground, and in the dim light of the candlelight, there was an ambiguous mist...

Shangguan Ruoli knelt behind Dongming Ziyu and waited on him all night. He didn't even bother to brush his teeth. After returning to the post house, he went to have dinner with the servants.

Unexpectedly, I just went to have a meal, and when I came back, I heard something moving in Dongming Ziyu's room.

That humming sound made people get goosebumps all over the place.

That was Yurao's voice, pain mixed with excitement.

As a veteran driver, she naturally knew what the sound was.

But her reason told her that the person who made Yurao like this was definitely not Dongming Ziyu.

Standing outside the door, she hesitated, should she go in?

If he goes in, will Dongming Ziyu blame her for not trusting her, and will he take the opportunity to laugh at her? If he doesn't go in, what if it is Dongming Ziyu? Maybe he has been drugged or charmed...

So Shangguan Ruoli put his ear to the door and listened.

The door suddenly opened, and Shangguan Ruoli straightened up in shock.

The person who opened the door was Mo Wen. He seemed to have known for a long time that Shangguan Ruoli was outside the door. He bowed to Shangguan Ruoli respectfully and said, "My lord, you are invited!"

Shangguan Ruoli smiled awkwardly and said: "This kind of thing is not suitable for observation!"

Dongming Ziyu's cold voice came from inside the house, "You should take a closer look so that you can use it in the future."

Upon hearing this, Shangguan Ruoli sighed softly and stepped into the room.

On the bed, the gauze was hanging down, and there were many figures inside. The harsh squeaking sound came from inside.

Dongming Ziyu was sitting at the table, drinking tea with a calm expression.

Feeling startled, Shangguan Ruoli frowned and walked up to Dongming Ziyu, "What are you playing?"

Dongming Ziyu handed the newly brewed tea to her and said, "See for yourself."

"Isn't it just those things? What tricks can you do?" Shangguan Ruoli reached out and took the cup in his hand, and slowly sat next to him.

Yurao's rising and falling voices kept pouring into her ears, constantly arousing her curiosity.

What are these people doing?

To be able to seduce a woman to such an extent, how many boxes of fire avoidance pictures have you seen?

She cursed in her heart, unconsciously curled up her lips and snickered, lowered her head and took a sip of tea, "Good tea."

Dongming Ziyu asked calmly: "Don't you want to know what happened before?"

Shangguan Ruoli raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "This is the prince's boudoir matter. It seems there is no need to let me know."

"She said that she wanted to follow me." Dongming Ziyu glanced at her and was very disdainful of her insincere words.

Shangguan Ruoli raised his eyebrows and said in a nonchalant manner: "If you like, you can bring them back to the capital. Anyway, there are already two in the house."

Dongming Ziyu smiled coldly, "You are quite generous!"

This woman has always been fond of telling lies, so I really can't believe it. If he really takes her back, she will immediately turn the world upside down.

"So, Your Majesty, let someone satisfy her... insatiable desire?" Shangguan Ruoli glanced at the bed curtains. The shadows on the bed curtains were floating, and it didn't look like he was doing that.

Yurao's voice is still coming, depressing, painful, excited, exciting...

Dongming Ziyu said: "No, you are not here. I just let them warm up."

Then he said coolly to the person on the bed: "Okay, let's get started!"

After the sound fell, Mo Wen handed over a handful of burning incense.

The curtain was opened, and Shangguan Ruoli could see clearly.

Yurao stared with frightened eyes, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, tied to the bed without a piece of clothing, and a ball of cloth was stuffed in her mouth...

No wonder Shangguan Ruoli only heard the cries but not the shouts. After working for a long time, he couldn't shout.

Yurao shook his head repeatedly, with pleading eyes.

Mo Wen said calmly: "Now that you want to say something, the prince doesn't want to hear it. Now is your punishment for insulting the prince."

Yes, for a singer to dare to covet Dongming Ziyu, this is an insult to him.

Mo Wen winked at the person next to him, and the scarlet incense burned her body hard...
Chapter completed!