unscrupulous male concubine

The light fragrance lingered on the tip of her nose, and Chunjing couldn't bear it for a while, she sneezed twice in succession, frowned and glanced upstairs, there was a greenhouse above.

He raised his eyebrows and rubbed his nose, carefully looked at the colorful silk flower ball hanging from the ceiling, jumped up suddenly, stepped on the railing, jumped into the air, grabbed the colored silk, looked up at the ceiling covered with dark lines, eager to try.

Jiudieyun stared at Chunjing in a panic, leaned forward and waved at him, "Jingchun! Come down quickly! You can't play on the top!"

Chun Jing glanced down at him and smiled lightly. People's curiosity can often induce many things to happen, and the more things they are not allowed to do, the more they can arouse people's desire to break this taboo.He wanted to take a closer look to see what was hidden there.

The colored silk was unaffected, and suddenly loosened, Chun Jing lost control of her body, and her whole body was swinging in the air.

There was an exclamation from downstairs, and everyone stood up, looking up at this sudden and dangerous acrobatic performance.

Chunjing hadn't come to his senses when the colored silk suddenly fell down again. It seemed as if some mechanical gear was moaning and turning, and there was a sound of tension, as if an arrow that had left the string pierced the air.

Jiudieyun seemed to jump out with a heart pounding, but the situation was no longer for him to think about. He gritted his teeth, jumped onto the railing, stomped his feet suddenly, and used his strength to rush towards Chun Jing who was in midair. Jing was thrown by him like this, and the whole person fell straight down, completely panicking, and looked again, the arrows flying from all directions flew up against his stomach, collided and exploded suddenly, and the air was full of arrows. It's the smell of gunpowder.

Chunjing was brought back to his wandering soul by the startled explosion. He wrapped his arms around Jiudieyun's waist, adjusted his breath, grabbed the banner hanging from the top floor, wrapped his arms tightly, and borrowed his strength. Swinging, landed on the second floor of the gate tower of the nine stacks of clouds.

The sound of explosions continued, and colorful smoke floated in the air, like a dream, Jiudieyun had already fallen into a coma.

Seeing that the crisis was over, the waiter hurriedly calmed the nervousness of the spectators, and only said with a smile that it was a specially arranged performance, hoping they would like it.

Everyone was amazed at the shock of the performance just now, talking and laughing and continuing the colorful nightlife.

"Little Jiu!" Yichixue pushed Chunjing away, hugged Jiudieyun's shoulders, and checked his breath.

Yichixue pursed his lips tightly and pushed Jiudieyun to the two waiters behind him, and ordered, "Help Mr. Jiu back to his room to rest." He gave Chunjing a cold look, "Come with me."

Just two steps away, Mo Weizhe walked over, glanced lightly at the colorful smoke in the air, and said lightly, "He is too young, and his childish nature is just curiosity. Eldest son, why are you serious?" What? If these things are destroyed, they will be destroyed, and it will be fine if they are repaired. There are not many people who are as idle as him, who will go up and move those things. Eye-opening?"

"Little Zhe, you know the rules of Yunliang Pavilion!" Yichixue frowned and stared at Mo Weizhe seriously, he knew that Mo Weizhe would never plead for anyone, but this time is an exception.

"Rules are made by people." Mo Weizhe stretched out his hand to grab Chunjing's wrist, pulled him to his side, looked at him with a slight smile, and continued, "You know I never plead for anyone. Even for my sake, let him go, drive him out, and stop taking a step closer to Yunliang Pavilion, don't you want him to die?"

Yichixue glanced at Mo Weizhe's hand holding Chunjing, frowned slightly, stared at Chunjing for a while, then pursed his lips tightly, and said in a deep voice, "Okay, since Xiaozhe is helping you Intercede, then you leave quickly! From now on, you are not allowed to take a step closer to Yunliang Pavilion!"

But Chunjing suddenly shook Mo Weizhe's hand, looked at Yichixue, leaned forward slightly and asked very earnestly, "Could it be that you are in charge of this Yunliang Pavilion? Since you are in charge, then you should know What's on it, can you satisfy my restless curiosity?" Then, Chunjing raised three fingers, "I promise, leave after reading it!"

Yichixue glared at Chunjing, and prevaricated, "It's just a greenhouse above, with some flowers and plants that my master likes."

At this time, even if Yichixue told the truth, Chun Jing would not believe it anymore. He wanted to find out with all his heart, and he would never give up so easily.

"If it's just simple flowers and plants, why did you set up those life-threatening traps? If I hadn't reacted quickly, I'm afraid I would have explained it here. Eldest son, to be honest, what is in there?"

"Don't Mr. Jing have an extremely precious thing that he wants to hide so as not to be coveted by others?"