The witch doctor's character can't be broken

Zhao Ji staggered drowsily on the path, listening to the gurgling of the stream, seeing the treacherous buildings and the bustling pavilions, unable to remember why he came here, or what his last name was.

All the way through the flowers and willows, I don't know how long I walked, a graceful beauty came out from the slanting stab, grabbed his sleeves, smiled and said: "Why did you come here, I taught the slaves to look for it for a long time!"

She was beautiful and coquettish, her amorous eyes were full of smoke, and the emotions inside could not be seen clearly.

The woman exhaled like blue, this familiar expression made Zhao Ji's head more confused, "Who are you? I, I..."

Yue Lanmei smiled and took his arm, "Master has been waiting for you for a long time, let's go!"

Zhao Ji was led by her, and after turning several corners, a light suddenly lit up in front of his eyes.

The sparkling lake water is like a pool of emerald jade under the moonlight, with charming ripples.A shelf is set up on the lake, and a grand platform is paved with a red carpet. There are noisy guests, beautiful women like clouds, and the shadows in the fragrant clothes and temples are full of luxury and luxury.

Under the ambiguous light and shadow cast by the bright red paper lantern, Zhao Ji staggered forward, but Yue Lan let go of his hand without any trace, and went to the high platform alone.

The host is an old man with white hair and youthful face, hale and hearty, his sharp eyes are like lightning, looking at Zhao Ji who is full of bewilderment, the corners of his mouth are slightly raised, like a poisonous snake staring at its prey.

"Master Zhao is drunk?"

Zhao Ji looked around, all the seats were full of unfamiliar faces, even the enchanting woman in their arms seemed unreal.

"This is... where, how did I come here?"

The old man stood up and greeted him, shook his hand and said with a smile: "It seems that he is very drunk, and he is talking nonsense. Yuelan, come and serve the young master!"

Yuelan Pingting stepped forward, took Zhao Ji's sides, and helped him to the vacant seat.

Zhao Jipiao was dragged by her, sat on the cushion and glanced at Yuelan, and was presented with a bottle of fine grape wine by her.

"My lord." Yue Lan smiled sweetly.

Zhao Ji took the wine glass, brought it to his lips and took a sip, "What kind of banquet is today?"

"It's Mr. Liu's flower viewing feast, sir, don't you remember?" Yuelan leaned into his arms, raised her jade arm lightly, and pointed at the dancing girls in Taichung, "look at that last little girl, sir, you just said Ask the master for her."

Zhao Ji was delighted to see the little girl's short stature, her thin shoulders and her fragile and delicate posture, which seemed to coincide with a certain shadow in his memory.

"I remember, you remember to remind me."

Yuelan didn't expect him to be so easy to fool, she covered her mouth lightly with a handkerchief, her downcast eyes glistening.

Master Liu watched them from the main seat for a long time, seeing Yuelan's charming face, he let out a smile from the bottom of his heart.Sure enough, he was an old hand in the flowers, and with a few words, he hooked the soul of this brat.

He was happy today, he drank several jugs of wine in succession, he caught sight of an unfamiliar girl among the dancers, and sat up slightly.

"Lonely in the long night, Mr. Zhao has his eyes on someone who is sweet, so just open your mouth." He had predicted that Zhao Ji would choose Yue Lan, and his eyes fell on the dancer who was about to leave the stage, ready to ask that woman to accompany her for a good night.

Zhao Ji heard the meaning of his words and was slightly taken aback.

He was astonished at Master Liu's casual and frivolous treatment of women, but Yue Lan coughed lightly.

"It's her." Zhao Jiyao pointed to Xiaohuan.

Master Liu squinted his eyes, ordered someone to bring Xiaohuan to Zhao Ji, and said with a smile: "But Yuelan is not good at serving? This girl has never been treated, I'm afraid she won't make you feel comfortable."

Xiaohuan was wearing a thin gauze dress, her small face was pale, shivering slightly in the cold wind.Yue Lan didn't dare to show her intimacy, she lightly raised her plain hand to refill a glass of wine for Zhao Ji, showing a little pleading.

Zhao Ji raised his glass to signify to Mr. Liu, raised his head and drank the wine in the glass, "Yue Lan is very thoughtful, and this little girl is also very lovely. It was Zhao who asked her to help her, and she wanted to taste the blessings of all people."

You don't need to be too explicit about the dirty words between men, you can understand them with a little bit of meaning.Zhao Ji was not familiar with such wonderful matters of love and moon, so what he said was simple, so it was inevitable to be vulgar.

The guests present laughed for a while, Master Liu nodded and said, "It's your blessing that Mr. Zhao has taken a fancy to you, remember to serve you well. Mr. Zhao is satisfied, and the master will reward you a lot. If Mr. Zhao has no sex..."

Xiaohuan's face was pale, and she looked at Yuelan helplessly.

Yuelan fanned her fan with various styles, "Master knows Yuelan's skills."

Once the singing and dancing were over, it was time for the men to hunt for beauty. Mr. Liu found someone pleasing to the eye and pulled him into his arms. Seeing Yue Lan led Zhao Ji down, he sank into the beauty with peace of mind.

The night wind blew away the drunkenness that was not strong at all, Zhao Ji sniffed the scent of the two girls' incense powder, covered his nose and sneezed.

Yue Lan gathered the clothes for Xiao Huan, and said after hearing the sound, "Young Master has caught cold, let's go faster."

Zhao Ji followed them obediently, thinking about his identity from the bottom of his heart.Now he only knows his surname is Zhao, which was told to him by others, as for Yue Lan, Master Liu, and the full house of guests and dancers, they are completely unfamiliar to him.

But they all acted extremely familiar, as if they were old acquaintances with him.

Is this a dream, or reality?Did he really forget, or...

Yue Lan closed the door, and signaled Xiaohuan to avoid the side room with her eyes, and poured a cup of tea for Zhao Ji, "Master, moisten your throat quickly, and sober yourself up."

Zhao Ji received it in his hand and looked at the hot steam on the cup, "Miss Yuelan, do you really know me?"

Yue Lan rested her chin and stood next to Zhao Ji, and said with a coquettish smile, "It doesn't matter if I didn't know it before, the night is still long, we have plenty of time to get acquainted..."

Her fingertips touched Zhao Ji's skirt, and the scent of orchid and musk from her body rushed into his nostrils, making him uncontrollably distracted.

"Girl!" Zhao Ji grabbed Yuelan's wrist and pulled away sideways, "I'm not from Meng Lang."

Seeing that his eyes were clear and straight, Yuelan couldn't help raising her eyebrows, and it was indeed not a trick to get him.

Zhao Ji asked: "Miss, how much do you know about my subordinate?"

Yue Lan waved her fan, "My family only knows that the son's surname is Zhao, and he is a distinguished guest of the master."

"Do I come here often?"

Yue Lan paused, "It's not as frequent as the master next to me."

"Then... who is serving me every time?" Zhao Ji looked around, feeling unfamiliar with the tables, chairs and antique potted plants in the room.

"They're all slaves."

Yue Lan winked, "Just now that girl is a girl from the slave family, and the young master has sold her favor to the slave family, so he wants to rescue her from the sea of ​​suffering!"

Zhao Ji didn't believe it, but still smiled and said: "Bring me the man, and I'll think about how to speak to Master Liu."

Yuelan bit her lip, but still called Xiaohuan.

When two stunning women gathered together, Zhao Ji felt the room brighten up suddenly.

"My lord..." Xiaohuan lowered her head, not daring to show her whole face.

Zhu Lang left without saying goodbye, and her heart was almost shattered. She couldn't tell whether she blamed him for failing to live up to her love, or was ashamed of her sisters.Before the banquet, sister Yuelan told her not to show her appearance and be watched by others, and wait for sister Yuelan to find a way to send her out of this sea of ​​suffering.

The beauty under the lamp has a hazy beauty, Xiaohuan's head is drooping, and her beautiful face is half-covered and half-revealed, as if endlessly shy, more charming than seeing her face clearly.

Yue Lan's heart twitched, fearing that Zhao Ji would be thinking about Xiaohuan, so she dodged to block him.

"How do you feel, son?"

Last night, she waited for Master Liu to sleep, and found out a little bit.There seemed to be a few big figures outside the painting, among them was a figure that Mr. Liu was afraid of, and the other one made him covetously.

Yuelan didn't dare to ask more questions, so she made plans when she went back, and prepared to take this opportunity to send Xiaohuan out.

Before the banquet started, Master Liu ordered her to meet a "Master Zhao".Yuelan has been guessing what kind of person this person should be, and when she really sees the person and is stung by his royal aura, all her guesses have their answers.

This is a member of the royal family, Master Liu will never kill him.Yue Lan stared at this handsome young man with burning eyes, her heart skipped a beat.

Xiaohuan's freedom is all tied to him!

"I can take her away, but Master Liu..."

Zhao Ji was particularly sensitive to conspiratorial gazes, he guessed Yue Lan's intentions, and felt relieved instead.

She wanted to send her sister out to show that he could leave too.As long as you leave here, you will have plenty of time to find your identity.

Yue Lan really smiled and said: "Only the son has a heart, and the slave family is willing to mediate."

The two agreed that when Yuelan saw Zhao Ji, she really didn't intend to have fun, and she didn't want to recommend herself as a pillow mat, despise herself, and drag Xiaohuan to the side room.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Xiaohuan nodded her toes nervously, "Sister Yuelan, I...I don't want to leave."

"Xiaohuan?" Yuelan was startled.

"I'm gone, and I won't see the sisters again." Xiaohuan didn't dare to look her in the eyes.

Yue Lan frowned: "What about Zhu Sheng, you don't want to see him anymore?"

Xiaohuan smiled wryly, "I think so. But I miss you more than Zhu Lang. I have been here since I was a child, and I have no relatives or reasons outside, and Zhu Lang may not be able to find him. What should I do in the future?"

She was young, Yuelan looked into those wandering eyes, and pulled her into her arms.

"Why did my sisters ever give up on you? But this place is really dirty. If you don't leave, I'm afraid you will regret it for the rest of your life. It may be bad outside, but it won't be worse than here. My sister knows that you are afraid, but when you grow up, if you want to Learn to live alone. The sisters can protect you for a while, but they can't protect you for a lifetime."

With moist eyes, Yuelan told her her own story.

At that time, she was a newly formed spirit monster in the mountains. Apart from practicing, her greatest pleasure was going to the temple to play tricks on scholars.

One year in the spring of Wei, a son returned to his hometown after being defeated, passing by the hill where she lived.Forgot why, they had a dewy relationship.She revealed her identity, and the scholar didn't care, and wanted to take her back to her hometown to get married.

But when she arrived at his house, she realized that Juren was fake, and affection was also fake. What greeted her was not a high-ranking red candle, but a trap from heaven and earth.

It is false to be in love with each other, and it is false to be interracial.He is just the flower picking emissary of Master Liu, who specializes in abducting beautiful women into the illusion.

It was fake from the start.

"I'm sorry, I still don't give up, I think he has difficulties..."

Xiaohuan raised her hand to wipe away her tears, "What happened next?"

Yuelan closed her eyes, remembering that he led a group of golden armored gods into the room, tore up her clothes, humiliated her wantonly and played with her.

"No later." She said coldly.

Xiaohuan stopped asking, and said instead: "Zhu Zikuo and I are just Lushui couple. He only cared about running for his own life, and never asked me a word, so what hope does he have?"

"Not for him, but for yourself." Yue Lan held her fingertips, her eyes full of determination.

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感谢在2019-11-1321：07：04～2019-11-1819：40：20期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦～

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 9 bottles of Ye water;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!