Lu Chun opened his eyes in a daze, and what he saw was such a cruel and inhumane scene: the beautiful man was forced to the table, unable to move, and the beast squatted next to him and took off his clothes, and ordered him to turn around!
She screamed: "You can't bully him here!"
Cold sweat dripped from her forehead. Chu Qiluo knocked her unconscious with a knife without any mercy. She turned around and shouted at Ye Langxie who was stunned: "Turn around!"
After careful inspection, the wound was indeed open. Chu Qiluo frowned and bandaged it again. She couldn't help but frown when smelling the smell of alcohol on his body: "Your wound is not healed, so you can't drink anymore."
"Yes." Ye Langxie's eyebrows were crooked, Chu Qiluo's cheeks were slightly smoky when he saw that this guy actually pushed the envelope, raised his lips and smiled: "Madam."
Chu Qiluo suddenly smiled brightly, approached him gently, touched his solid waist muscles with her fingertips, gently pinched a little bit of flesh, and pinched hard!
This guy's expression remained unchanged, as if the lump of flesh didn't belong to him. He even dared to tease: "My wife has hit me and scolded me. Does that mean she wants to kiss me and love me?" After saying that, he stretched out his hand on her face.
Touch lightly: "Does it hurt?"
He was talking about her slapped face, but she thought he was laughing at her for not pinching her hard enough, so she couldn't help but increase the force. It wasn't until her hands were a little sore that she decided to give up and helped Lu Chunhui, who was drunk and knocked unconscious by her.
Before leaving, she glanced at him: "Don't tempt me, I won't accept your tricks."
Watching them stagger away, Ye Langxie felt the numbness and pain coming from his waist, and did not intend to get up. He just lay on the table and looked at the bright moon, with the corners of his lips rising higher and higher. Tempting, he had only tried to seduce it.
She... Ye Luo Niangzi, what a beautiful word, he must practice it, otherwise how can he be worthy of Qi Luofeng's two words?
A soft sound interrupted his contemplation, and a dark figure appeared in the darkness: "Sir, the assassin's corpse has been disposed of, and one has been brought back to the palace."
Royal palace?
Ye Langxie sat up gracefully and patted the corner of his clothes: "Look again." When he raised his half-cast eyes, where was there any tenderness and sweetness? The dark eyes were penetrating, like poison in the dark night.
The dagger, just wait for the enemy to fall asleep and kill him in one fell swoop!
Since he was brought into the palace, there is only one place to go. He raised the corners of his lips, but there was no smile in his eyes. Father, I hope you will be happy with this generous gift.
In the brightly lit palace, many people stayed up all night. Emperor Yueshang was one of them. He sat on the edge of the bed with a gloomy face. He glanced at the window sill from time to time, as if waiting for something.
It was almost the Yin hour when Jin Gui came in through the curtain and said, "Your Majesty, it's the Yin hour."
"Send Lang'er off to Beijing today instead of going to court." A pigeon flew in by the window. His eyes lit up, as if he had been waiting for a long time: "Open the secret passage."
Jin Gui led the light all the way, feeling anxious in his heart. The emperor's will was unpredictable. How could he know what the emperor was thinking. But if the answer tonight was not what the emperor wanted, I'm afraid Yue Shang would really be in chaos...
"My lord, these assassins are the 76th group of assassins who assassinated Ye Langxie, but they were the first group to be killed. Ye Langxie's code at that time was: Tolerating too much is weak, kill!" The guard in dark clothes said neatly.
, there was no hint of respect for the emperor and the prince in his words, but they had long been accustomed to it.
The emperor was silent for a moment: "Stand back."
Those few dark colors flashed past, as if no one had ever been in the corner.
Half-crouching on the ground, the emperor felt a little suspicious. Langxie didn't look like someone who couldn't bear it. He had endured it so many times. He must have known that the person who sent these assassins would be Li Huan. But why could he endure it before and why he would have to do it tomorrow?
Leaving Beijing, but taking action tonight.
"Lang'er is not such a reckless person..."
Jin Gui wiped his sweat and said, "Your Majesty, I heard that Fengming Palace selected a concubine for Prince Chen, which resulted in a life-or-death duel between Mrs. Qin and Princess Nianwei, which even caused Prince Chen to be injured. Maybe, maybe Prince Chen is expressing his anger?"
"What's going on? Tell me!" The emperor suddenly looked back and shouted angrily.
After a moment, he breathed a sigh of relief. This was understandable. Lang'er had always been tired of this, especially when he was injured. It was normal to kill a few assassins to vent his anger. He was about to turn around. Jin Gui
He stood up, with a flash of fire in his hand, and a touch of gold dazzled his eyes.
What is this? The emperor turned around and knelt down, took out a dagger and pierced the assassin's damaged sleeve, and drew a thin and long golden line from it. He then cut through the other cuff, and there was also such a golden line.
His face suddenly darkened: "Bring me the bloody clothes."
Jin Gui didn't dare to speak, so he put the lamp on the ground and went away. After a while, he came in with a piece of washed clothes and handed it to him.
The extremely noble golden dragon pattern is on the inside of the sleeve, and there is an easy-to-remove and washable cloth cover on the outside. It is great if you just put it in your home for play. Even if it is seen by others, as long as the hidden sleeve is not scratched, it will not be seen.
embroidery.
Since this golden thread appeared on the sleeves of the prince's subordinates, then the owner of this dress is easy to find out. No wonder Wu'er abandoned Liu Aiqing, poisoned her and arranged hidden stakes, but never killed Chu Qi with one knife.
Luo, it turned out that he just wanted to divert his attention and make him pay attention to Lang'er's rudeness and ignore Huan'er...
The emperor's face darkened, and he cut the clothes into pieces with one sword strike after another. He originally thought that the clothes would belong to Lang'er, but unexpectedly, it was this upright prince who couldn't wait to sit in his place!
With a cold snort, he threw these things on the ground, his face as heavy as water: "Burn them."
"Yes." Jin Gui held the rag to deal with it. He really didn't understand what the emperor saw so angry, but the sleeve had been cut into a bunch of fragments by the emperor, and he couldn't tell what it was originally...
The emperor’s will is unpredictable!
The fire flickers on and off, and the sky gradually turns white. The Yin hour has passed, and Prince Chen is leaving the city.
What Eunuch Jin Gui didn't expect was that the man he thought was ready to leave the city was still lying on the table and sleeping comfortably with a wine bottle in his arms.
Xiaoyin was also startled when she saw the morning light in the sky. Seeing the maids shivering and not daring to make a sound, she shook her head, stepped forward and whispered: "Your Majesty, it's almost time. It's time to set off."
Ye Langxie, who was sleeping soundly, turned around and continued sleeping without even opening his eyes.
Although the aroma of wine was strong, she didn't think that the prince was too drunk to wake up... Xiaoyin frowned and asked the maid behind her: "Is the princess up?"
"Not yet." A little maid replied tremblingly. Seeing Xiaoyin's face sinking, she immediately rolled over and ran over: "Slave, go call me now!"
As soon as she ran to the door of the wing, she saw that Chu Qiluo had already opened the door and opened the door, dressed neatly and refreshed. She bowed and said hurriedly: "See the princess! Sister Xiao is looking for you, please come this way!"
Sister Xiao, Xiaoyin? What is she looking for? Chu Qiluo felt strange, but still followed, but she didn't expect that when she stepped into the side hall, the scene was the same as last night. She raised her eyebrows: "Xiaoyin, what is this?"
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