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"Tsk! Shao Lin!" Murong Cheng stood up irritably, put his hand in his hair and frowned, he pondered for a moment, and called Shao Lin who had been waiting outside the door.

Shao Lin responded and pushed the door in. Seeing Murong Chengdu holding the sword with an unhappy expression, while Chu Lichen passed out on the carpet with his clothes open, he suddenly understood and scratched his forehead in surprise. Said: "My lord, you are playing too hard, and you just fainted at the moment when the incense burns?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Murong Chengdu's tone gradually became cold, and there seemed to be a murderous look in his eyes, "As the king's personal bodyguard, there are more and more no rules of dignity in speaking."

"My lord, calm down, I know my mistake!" Shao Lin was startled, and immediately knelt down at Murong Chengdu's feet. He felt that Murong Chengdu's anger was on the verge of erupting.

"There's something you need to investigate yourself." After Murong Chengdu put the knife back into its sheath, he glanced coldly at Chu Lichen who was on the ground, "This beggar said his father is Chu Jingyi."

Shao Lin looked at Chu Lichen again in disbelief, Chu Jingyi?The richest man in the capital named Chu?This little beggar who was still dirty and begging for money on the street before is really a young master?

After a while, Shao Lin withdrew his gaze, cupped his hands and replied respectfully: "Yes, this subordinate obeys."

"My lord, what should I do with this person now?"

Murong Chengdu squinted his eyes and looked at Chu Lichen's defenseless sleepy eyes. His long eyelashes cast a faint shadow on Ruyu's cheeks. For some reason, he began to miss those shiny black eyes under the closed eyelids. up.

Murong Chengdu's eyes were piercing, and a strange arc appeared faintly on his steely face, "Throw him to the wing of the palace first."

Shao Lin bowed in response, then picked up Chu Lichen and left.

The long sword fell to the ground suddenly, Murong Chengdu stood upright in the gorgeous and spacious room, silent, suddenly he nodded and said loudly: "Come on, old rules, Chuansiwen and the others come here."

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The sun was setting, and the sky was gradually dyed crimson.

Before the night fell, the silver bell-like laughter of men and women, accompanied by the melodious sound of silk and bamboo, came from Murong Chengdu's room together.

"My lord... what are you thinking?" The beauties who were lying on the big soft fur cushion slowly entangled like thin snakes, each of them huddled beside Murong Chengdu, graceful and breathless.

Murong Chengdu skillfully caressed the white cheeks of the male pet next to him, while the latter raised his slender neck, and while letting it be stroked, he carefully kissed Murong Chengdu's ears, and from time to time there was a tinge of redness in his graceful lips. Moaning seductively.

On the right side of Murong Chengdu are the male pets sent by the Western Regions. They are coquettish, but they are all feminine and vulgar fans. place.

Damn it, why did he think of the thin body trembling under his palm again, the chest was flat and there was nothing worth coveting, but the eyes of the little beggar were always lingering in his mind, making people Impetuous endless.

In contrast, these beauties with calculation and flattery in their eyes really made him tired of looking at them.

Murong Cheng was so bored, he pushed all the male pets around him aside expressionlessly, then grabbed the wine cup from the desk and drank his head up.

Being pushed back, Siwen looked over with resentment, his eyes just happened to be caught by Murong Chengdu, and he was so frightened that he lowered his head and did not dare to move.

Fortunately, Murong Chengdu ignored Siwen, but turned his gaze to another beauty who was kneeling and waiting in front of him. She was a beauty sent by the Minister of the Household Department, and she had just arrived at the Regent's Palace not long ago.

Suddenly, Murong Chengdu pursed his lips evilly, took her jade arm with one hand, pressed her stumblingly to his chest, let her delicate face press against his chest under the open skirt, and asked with a smile as if chatting, "The king looked at the account books of the household department, and found that the tax paid recently was a few hundred taels less than usual. Did Zhao Fan put it into his own pocket? That's why I sent you here to bribe the king?"

The beauty raised her eyes guiltyly, and said in a soft voice: "How does this servant know about Mr. Zhao? After being given to the prince, this servant only knows you."

"Oh, Xiaozui is pretty good at talking." Murong Chengdu casually pinched her face, there were scattered rouge and gouache between his fingers, and he felt anxious again for no reason.

Looking at the man in front of him with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, Murong Chengdu snorted coldly, and slowly stretched out his hand to pull out a jade hairpin from the back of the beauty's head, and played with it in his palm for a while. A three-inch long bloody groove was drawn on the beauty's innocent face.

Immediately after, a piercing scream echoed in the room, the silk and bamboo music stopped abruptly, the beauty shrank aside, covered her face and wept, and everyone in the room knelt down on the ground, trembling all over, not daring to breathe out.

Murong Chengdu bowed, raised the beauty's chin in disgust, and watched tears mixed with blood flowing down from the wound, without a trace of guilt in his heart, "Go back and tell Zhao Fan, don't play tricks in front of this king, Make up the money if you are sensible, otherwise this king will definitely give him a ride."

After he finished speaking, he straightened up, his slender and straight body exuded a sense of oppression that cannot be ignored, obviously this kind of thing can be turned a blind eye, but Murong Chengdu insisted on speaking out on this occasion, which shows that He is in a very bad mood today.

Hearing this ruthless warning, the beauty's red and swollen eyes widened, but she didn't dare to cry out loud, so she bit her lip and nodded while sobbing.

"My lord calm down, calm down." Siwen bravely stepped forward, knelt at Murong Chengdu's feet, and immediately handed him a glass of wine.

Siwen couldn't help sighing in his heart, if he didn't coax Murong Chengdu well, he might suffer tonight.

Who knows that Murong Chengdu didn't buy it, knocked the wine glass to the ground, and shouted: "Get out!"

Apparently after what happened just now, he lost his interest, half angry and half drunk, he drove everyone out of the room. "Siwen, get out too."

Siwen was stunned for a moment, but he didn't dare to ask any more questions, and followed the group of people out obediently, and before leaving, he reluctantly glanced at Murong Chengdu.

After a while, there was a sound of jade being smashed inside. Although Siwen and the others were used to Murong Chengdu's moodiness, it was the first time that they lost their temper without warning like just now.

One of the little male pets stood outside the door and still asked with some fear: "What's wrong with the prince today?"

"Okay, the lord is angry at this moment, don't stand here and worry, if the time comes to provoke him, you will have nothing to eat." Siwen led a few people back to his courtyard as he spoke. .

Siwen also vaguely heard about what happened in the afternoon, and he wondered in his heart that maybe the prince's mood might have something to do with the beggar he brought back to the mansion.

"What kind of ability does that man have? Can make the prince so restless." Siwen began to be curious, but more uneasy.