Zhu Lan is dead

With trembling fingers, he put on the belt around Yu Changqi's waist, and Li Rong untied the belt with a daring air.

"My lord, yes, offended..."

Lowering his head and speaking in a low voice, as if feeling the gaze behind him scorching himself like a real flame, Li Rongju only felt a burst of panic in his heart.

Yu Changqi still knelt on the ground with his back straight and motionless, and he was not disturbed by the actions of others at all. His lowered eyes were as gentle as the moonlight flowing on the river.

In fact, he knew very well why Zhou Lixiao did this. He had been with him for so many years. Although he could not be too aware of his emotions, he knew that the emperor's emotions were always invisible, and he could not be caught or easily guessed, so when Zhou Lixiao When it comes to venting anger at others, the best way is to keep silent.

The so-called restraint is just an excuse after venting his anger. Lin Fu has been Zhou Lixiao's heart disease for many years. However, Lin Fu is not one of the ten thousand people who supports the former prince Zhou Huaiqi.

And the reason why the late emperor used Lin Fu back then was only because of his talent, not to mention that he was the most eloquent person, so it was much easier to win the late emperor's favor than anyone else.

So far, whether Lin Fu was beneficial to the Great Zhou Kingdom back then is worthy of affirmation, but judging from the present, I am afraid that this person must be eliminated quickly, otherwise the consequences in the future are always unpredictable .

The rest of the girdle hung loosely around his waist, and in an instant, the unbound skirt was loosely opened, revealing the snow-white single clothes inside. Just when Li Rongju was about to reach out to put his hands on both sides of the hem, a sudden sound came from his back. There was a sharp pain.

Li Rongju paused, and instinctively dodged to one side, but Zhou Lixiao behind him suddenly stopped, grabbed his collar and lifted him up.

"Well, you dog slave, I never knew that my words were so effective?" Zhou Lixiao stared at him, "You dare to touch my things, are you really tired of work?"

Li Rongju couldn't laugh or cry, there were tens of thousands of grievances in his heart, but now he didn't dare to express a single word, enduring the pain of being kicked by Zhou Lixiao again, and after the emperor said "Get out", he fled for his life like an amnesty go out.

The sound of the wind gradually subsided, and the flickering candles also calmed down after some fluctuations just now, but the fragile flames reflected in the deep eyes looked extremely bright.

After a long while, Zhou Lixiao turned around, flicked his sleeves and condescendingly looked at Yu Changqi, who was still kneeling on the ground with slightly disheveled clothes, and said, "Why, you still plan to stay in my study?"

Before the words finished, Yu Changqi stood up quietly, arranged his clothes, and retreated out in obscurity after confirming that there was nothing wrong.

After putting the knotted tassels that were torn off because of the girdle just now into the sleeves, as soon as the curtain was lifted, a person wearing a snow-white hood and cloak walked in from the door of the main hall, with many snowflakes falling on his shoulders , dressed in snow-white but tightly covered, it seemed that he didn't intend to take off the cloak even after entering the hall.

And the guards and servants guarding the entrance of the hall also seemed to turn a blind eye to this person, Yu Changqi didn't pay much attention to it, and when the person met him, the latter leaned slightly towards him After paying a salute, he walked into the inner hall respectfully and respectfully.

Later, when he returned to the mansion, the maid at the side quickly stepped forward to sweep the fallen snow off his body, holding a cup of hot tea in his hand for a long time, but he didn't feel it. When he looked down, his fingertips turned red from the cold, which turned out to be numbness. .

Thinking carefully about the news I heard today, now I feel shocked. After Wang Lu died, all the testimony of Ji Yun before became a death certificate, and all the cover-ups that I tried so hard to do were just for the sake of Today, Wang Lu made an excuse for his death.

No matter what kind of porcelain or cast iron, as long as Lin Fu doesn't admit it, no one can touch him, and he, Lin Fu, has already reached this point. The veteran still holds a decisive weight in this court, so no one can touch him.

In the end, it's just a big tree with deep roots. It's not easy to impress Lin Fu for a while, but now that he has learned such a lesson, the old fox will only be more cunning and cautious in the future.

However, what he still couldn't figure out from the beginning to the end was why Ji He was willing to speak for Lin Fu, but he couldn't worry that Ji He would stand on the same line with Lin Fu, and he was afraid that it would be another unintentional mistake. People have been taken advantage of.

There was a sudden stabbing pain in his shoulder, and he couldn't help pulling back Yu Changqi's mind, remembering that it was an old injury from the last riding and shooting ceremony, and coupled with the cold weather and thin clothes today, it inevitably caused restraint, let go The teacup in his hand was completely cold, when he was about to leave, somehow he cast a glance around, and asked the little maid beside him, "Where is Ayan?"

The little maid looked about twelve or thirteen years old, she probably didn't expect Yu Changqi to ask her a question, she was stunned for a moment before she said nervously: "Sister Ayan went out today, I heard that someone in the family is sick ,so……"

"I see." Cutting off the rest of the words, Yu Changqi went straight to the backyard, subconsciously pinched the knotted tassel in the palm of his hand with his fingers hidden in his sleeves.

*

"Your Majesty, why don't you try a few more mouthfuls?"

On the large golden velvet arhat couch, a man in disheveled clothes was half leaning on the cushions, with long hair draped over his shoulders, and drunk eyes. The man in white next to him was holding a flagon in his hand and pouring wine into his mouth from time to time.

The cold wine flowed down uncontrollably along the corners of the slightly parted lips, wet the skirt of the clothes, and a lot of it flowed on the white collarbone. She wiped her wine-filled lips, then put it in her mouth provocatively, and looked at the man in front of her with a smile.

"Is it delicious?" Lin Jiangzhuo half-squinted his phoenix eyes and stared at the blushing man. The softness of his brows and eyes in that drunk state added a bit of emotion, like a naturally charming fairy, which made people feel agitated .

The man in white smiled, and approached him obsessively. When he was about to close his chin, Lin Jiangzhuo pushed him away.

"That's enough. My advantage is not so easy to take advantage of. Besides, Mr. Ji is so close to me. I'm afraid your father will blame you if he finds out?"

Seeing the delicacy that was so close at hand away from his mouth, Ji Fengzhu changed his expression a little unhappy, and then grabbed Lin Jiangzhuo's wrist that was going to take the cup, and held it in his hand as if stroking something. He fiddled with it like a fine jade: "Afraid what he will do, it's not that my father doesn't know my preferences?"

"But it's me?" Lin Jiangzhuo squinted at him and smiled, his brows and eyes, which were still drunk just now, suddenly became cold as if covered with a layer of frost.

"This..." Ji Fengzhu was stunned, "What the hell, at least he doesn't know now? It's all about being romantic and happy for a while!" As he spoke, he couldn't help but glance at Lin Jiangzhuo's naked collarbone, which was white and clean It's like a piece of white jade, no, it should be said that this man is simply carved from a piece of jade, his skin is more delicate than a woman's, and it is hundreds of times better than a woman's. He just pouted his mouth and looked at Lin Jiang with some dissatisfaction. Thick calluses between joints.

"I originally thought that Mr. Lang was a dandy with ten fingers not touching the spring water, but I didn't expect that I despised you. It's just that such good-looking hands are suitable for rough work?"

"I can't bear it." Lin Jiangzhuo looked at him calmly, and after a while he withdrew his hand, with a sinister smile, "I never thought that Mr. Ji is actually a heartless person? "

Following Lin Jiangzhuo's movement of getting up, Ji Fengzhu also stood up with him, "If the gentleman is willing, I can also be a long-lasting person..."

"No need!" Lin Jiangzhuo went to the basin beside him and washed his hands carefully several times, "I'm not interested, you can pass on the family line for your father honestly!"

Here, Ji Fengzhu was a little unwilling to take the opportunity to hug him, but he never thought that before his hand touched the shoulder of the person in front of him, the latter suddenly grabbed his arm like a wind.

With a slight movement of strength, this helpless dude immediately let out a series of hisses.

"You you you let go!"

Ji Fengzhu frowned and looked at him, grinning a bit on his handsome face.

Lin Jiangzhuo withdrew his hand, took the outer robe at the side and put it on his body, and said with a serious expression: "Did your father notice anything unusual recently?"

"Ah?" Ji Fengzhu was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and then he suddenly realized: "Don't worry, I'm so smart, how could my father find something unusual?"

"Hmph." Lin Jiangzhuo gave him a frivolous sideways glance, and Ji Fengzhu's heart itched with the inadvertent □□ that came out of his brows and eyes.

Lin Jiangzhuo walked towards the bed in deep thought, but didn't say anything else, Ji Fengzhuren has always been a trash who only knows how to eat, drink and play, and everyone in the capital knows it.

It's a pity that his father worked hard all his life to save his head, but in the end he gave birth to such a useless son. Now he just happened to catch a good opportunity. Ji Fengzhu is really stupid, and he can get his wish with a little trickery. His father is a very successful person, and he thought he could flatter the present by making a loophole, but he didn't know that it would only make Zhou Lixiao look down on them even more.

The abacus in my heart was crackling, but the people behind me who didn't know anything came up again, and said excitedly: "Could it be that Mr. Lang is worried about me?"

Lin Jiangzhuo rarely looked at him, so he poured a cup of hot tea to sober himself up, "You are wrong, I am not worried about you, I am just using you."

"That's the same, no matter what, Mr. Lang still misses me." Ji Fengzhu leaned against him again, and couldn't help reaching out to wrap his arms around Lin Jiangzhuo's waist.

The latter raised his glass for a moment, but he didn't push Ji Fengzhu away. He just looked at the people around him and said with a smile, "Master, I'm really obsessed with sex. If I change my appearance from that West Street butcher, you're afraid It’s going to be rejected for thousands of miles.”

"Haha..." Ji Fengzhu looked at each other with a smile, "How could Mr. Lang know that I am sincere?"

Lin Jiangzhuo, "I am sincere too."

"..." For a long time, Ji Fengzhu was overjoyed, looking at the faint eyebrows and eyes of the person in front of him, he couldn't hold back and almost went up to kiss Fangze, but before he opened his mouth, Lin Jiangzhuo smiled slightly, "The sincerity is worthless to me, What's the matter with liking you?"

"..."

After a long while, a strong wind blew up the red curtain, and half an inch of time was exhausted. Lin Jiangzhuo ignored the ugly face in front of him, pushed him away, raised his chin and pointed out the door, "It's getting late, It's time for the son to go."

*

"Be ruthless as a lover, tsk tsk, young and crazy!"

Not long after Ji Fengzhu left, there was a burst of laughter outside the door, and Lin Jiang drank another cup of hot tea without raising his head.

"You all think my place is Goulan Court or Nanfeng Pavilion, and you can come and go whenever you want?"

When she took the champagne handed by the girls to wipe off the water stains on the sleeves when she went upstairs, Liang Ke walked into the wing with a smile, and the smell of face powder and water and wine came over her face.

He walked to the side and stretched out his hand to push open the window pane. A gust of night wind howled in with snowflakes, and the champagne in his hand was thrown out.

"Couldn't it be that Ji Fengzhu mistakenly thought that you were out for sale the first time he saw you?"

Lin Jiangzhuo's face suddenly turned cold, and he said with a fake smile: "That's thanks to my tacky looks."

"How does it feel to sell your hue?"

"Not much." Lin Jiangzhuo said, "It's comfortable for a woman who hasn't slept."

Liang Ke looked at him and suddenly couldn't help laughing, "Mr. Lin's family is open-minded. I, an old man, can't compare to him!"

"It's you, I hope the owner will not disappoint my hard work..."

Liang Ke suddenly became serious, "Well, no!"

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