Sui Jiu Dan blue half-pin

In the wide courtyard.

When Su Shiqing saw Jie Ao hugging a prostitute, kissing and hugging her, she was so angry that her face was about to explode, her breath was stuck in her chest and she couldn't get up or down, it was extremely uncomfortable.

While the maikos were dancing, he tied silk handkerchief on his face, and then came to Jie Ao with a strange dance posture.

Zhou Yuran, who was staring intently at Linglong, felt a little strange when she saw a dancing girl circling in front of Jie Ao, and forgot to drink a glass of wine.

How did Jie Ao know that the maiko in front of her was Su Shiqing who was "scrambling her head and making poses", and she continued to flirt with the prostitute in her arms, in order to show her lustful and money-hungry side to others.

Su Shiqing was a little annoyed, she simply sat next to Jie Ao, and squeezed hard between him and the prostitute.

"Oh! What are you doing?"

The prostitute stared at Su Shiqing dissatisfied.

Su Shiqing hooked Jie Ao's neck, and said to her: "Master Jie has been occupied by you for a long time, now it's my turn."

Jie Ao frowned and jumped when he heard the familiar voice, he almost missed the wine glass in his hand, so some spilled out.

The prostitute was still relentless: "My lord! Look at her...!"

Jie Ao: "Okay, okay, you can go and accompany other people."

"Humph!"

The prostitute had no choice but to leave in embarrassment.

Before Jie Ao could ask, he saw Zhou Yuran approaching, looked Su Shiqing up and down, and hissed strangely: "This beauty, have we met somewhere?"

Su Shiqing quickly turned her face to the side: "I've never seen it before."

"is it?"

Zhou Yuran still had doubts.

At this time, Linglong danced again, and Jie Ao took the opportunity to say: "Young Master Zhou, Linglong's dance cannot be let down, you and I should concentrate on enjoying it."

Zhou Yuran had no choice but to give up, and returned to her original position to continue admiring Linglong's dancing posture intoxicated.

While everyone is watching the dance.

Jie Ao's mouth twitched into a smirk, pinched Su Shiqing's chin and asked, "Dare to ask the beauty's name?"

Su Shiqing blinked her eyes: "Qingqing."

"Green Zijin, Youyouwoxin."

Su Shiqing continued: "Even if I don't go, Zining won't heir?"

Jie Ao leaned over and whispered: "I'm picking you up, I'm in the city gate, I don't see you for a day, it's like March..."

The feelings of longing for many days are all integrated into these few lines of poems.

Su Shiqing tried her best to hold back her tears, and whispered in his ear: "There may be spies in the Red Scarf Army, Lord Jia already knows about your actions tonight."

Jie Ao's expression changed slightly upon hearing this, and then he returned to his normal expression, picked up his glass and began to drink calmly.

Su Shiqing touched his face and asked, "What are you going to do?"

Jie Ao said nothing, seemed to be thinking of a way.

At this time.

The third prince, who was slightly drunk, suddenly went down to dance with Linglong, danced and hugged Linglong's slender waist, and began to pour the wine in his hand into Linglong's mouth.

"Third prince, Linglong is feeling a little unwell today, so it's not suitable for drinking."

Linglong resisted slightly, even though she was a romantic woman, she still had a bit of self-esteem in the presence of her beloved, not to mention that their goal tonight was not the third prince.

"Hmph, why are you pretending to be noble!"

The third prince threw Linglong to the ground as he spoke, and then threw the wine glass in her face at her face, the wine stains splashed on the purple dress and face.

Seeing this scene, Su Shiqing thought of Liu Shuying who was imprisoned in the cold palace and lived a miserable life, and suddenly felt that they were somewhat similar, and couldn't help feeling sorry for this proud woman named Linglong.

"I'll go tell Linglong."

As Su Shiqing said, she got up and walked towards Linglong, and slowly eased the silk handkerchief on her face.

"Wait……!"

Jie Ao didn't have time to stop him, but he couldn't make it too obvious, so he could only silently clenched his fists and used alcohol to cover up his nervousness.

Su Shiqing walked up to Linglong, and under Linglong's astonished eyes, gently wiped off the wine stains on her face with a silk handkerchief, and straightened her crooked hair.

He also took the opportunity to remove the silver hairpin from Linglong's head, and tucked it into his sleeve when he helped her up.

"well enough?"

Linglong frowned and shook her head: "What are you doing here?"

The third prince saw a prostitute coming to meddle in her own business, and angrily broke Su Shiqing's shoulder, and was about to yell at him, but seeing the pure and lovely person who turned around, he had no choice but to swallow all the obscenity that was about to spit out.

Su Shiqing said to the third prince: "Your Highness, Sister Linglong is probably a little tired of dancing, and I have offended you so much. Please forgive me, why don't you let her go back to her seat and play a song for everyone?"

The third prince withdrew his expression: "It's fine, but... who will drink with this prince?"

Su Shiqing sneered in her heart, and said: "If Your Highness doesn't dislike it, let the little girl have a drink with His Highness."

The third prince chuckled for a while, but on the surface he carried the majesty of a prince and walked back to his seat calmly.

Su Shiqing winked at Linglong, then followed the third prince to the seat, and sat down slowly.

Linglong couldn't help but looked at Jie Ao, and found that he turned the wine glass upside down, which was a signal of a change in action, indicating that there was a mistake in this action and needed to be adjusted.

Linglong walked over to pick up the guzheng, moved her fingers smoothly on the strings, skillfully tuned it, and then played "Guangling San".

Of the people sitting, very few were really listening to the music, only Su Shiqing was listening seriously.

Linglong in front of her eyes seemed to overlap with Liu Shuying's figure, she couldn't help feeling sad, one side locked her two pretty eyebrows in distress.

"What's your name?"

"Qingqing."

Su Shiqing poured a glass of wine for the third prince.

"What kind of talent do you have?"

"I write and draw in my spare time."

The third prince thought he could play the piano or dance, but he didn't expect to be able to write and paint.

"Oh?" The third prince looked at him, pouring wine for a prostitute for the first time.

"When will this prince appreciate your talent?"

Su Shiqing smiled slightly, raised her hand to dip some wine in the glass, used her fingertips as a paintbrush, and drew a small portrait of the third prince on the table.

The third prince was very surprised, the small portrait was only a few strokes, but it captured his charm very well, and he couldn't help but look at the prostitute in front of him with admiration.

"Who taught you this?"

"He is... the best teacher in the world, but it's a pity..."

Su Shiqing thought of Shao Erxue, and felt extremely sad in his heart. He remembered that Shao Erxue taught him the first time he painted a real portrait, but now...he was exiled to Wanling Garden to work as a hard worker.

"Then you are the best apprentice in the world."

"Thank you, Your Highness, for your compliment."

The third prince didn't understand why he became so gentle, but felt that the prostitute in front of him was very special, so he whispered to him: "Tonight, let me go back to the mansion with the prince."

Su Shiqing blinked her peachy eyes, neither refusing nor agreeing

"If your highness can drink more than my daughter, my daughter will go back with your highness."

The third prince didn't expect him to say such a thing, and even boasted so much, he couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Su Shiqing asked: "Your Highness, are you still afraid that you won't be able to drink my little girl?"

"Okay, then it's up to you!"

The third prince smiled, how could a woman drink better than him?So he kept pouring wine for Su Shiqing, trying to get him drunk.

However, Su Shiqing was not an ordinary prostitute, and he drank much more than he imagined. On the contrary, it was the third prince himself, under the pressure of Su Shiqing cup after cup, he quickly passed out.

After a song is played, the lingering sound lingers.

"Your Highness? Your Highness? You, are you drunk?"

Su Shiqing's tongue was a little knotted, but luckily her mind was still clear.

The third prince was so drunk that he couldn't open his eyes, he held Su Shiqing's wrist tightly, and said unwillingly: "Who... who said that this prince is drunk? This prince... is not drunk!"

After finishing speaking, he lay down on the table with a "bang".

"Oh, Your Highness is drunk."

Seeing that the third prince was drunk like that, Prince Jia teased the eldest son-in-law: "The third emperor's nephew can't drink enough! Someone, send him back to the mansion."

After the third prince was taken away, Su Shiqing wanted to go back to Jie Ao, but was suddenly stopped by Prince Jia.

"stop."

Su Shiqing shuddered all over, her heart raised her throat, where did he provoke Prince Jia?

He had no choice but to bite the bullet and turned around, bowed his head and saluted, "What orders does the lord have?"

Prince Jia narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling that this prostitute was a little abnormal, so he said in a deep voice, "Come forward."

Su Shiqing swallowed her saliva, and walked over slowly.

Jie Ao and Linglong also broke into a cold sweat secretly for him, especially Jie Ao, almost couldn't sit still.

"Keep your head up."

The majestic voice oppressed Su Shiqing, causing him to raise his head involuntarily.

Prince Jia couldn't bear his temper, stepped forward and grabbed his chin with such force that Su Shiqing grinned in pain.

"Who exactly are you?"

Staring at his face, Prince Jia felt more and more that something was wrong, and just about to attack him, suddenly, a black shadow suddenly appeared on the roof of the attic not far away.

The man was dressed in black, his face was covered with a black cloth, the sword in his hand exuded a cold light, he jumped up suddenly, and stabbed straight in the direction of Lord Jia.

"what!"

Seeing this scene, everyone in the courtyard screamed in fright, and the whole courtyard became a mess in an instant, fleeing and hiding.

"Someone! There are assassins!"

Prince Jia and the eldest son-in-law immediately roared.

The man in black slashed at them with a sword, but was barely dodged by Prince Jia and the eldest son-in-law.

After the man in black turned over and landed, he stabbed the second sword extremely fast, but was blocked by Jie Ao who rushed over.

"My lord, son-in-law be careful!"

Jie Ao protected them behind him, and cast a look at Su Shiqing who was lying on the ground.

Su Shiqing understood and immediately hid in the crowd.

At this time, all the dead men waiting outside the courtyard had poured in, and in an instant, they surrounded the entire gazebo.

There was a chilling killing intent in Lord Jia's vicious eyes, he sneered and said, "Lihuo! Didn't expect that! Today is your death day! Give it to me! Whoever wins first will be rewarded!"

One by one, the dead soldiers roared and rushed towards the man in black, their knives went straight to the vital point.

But the man in black was not a vegetarian, he killed more than a dozen dead soldiers in a row without any damage.

Jie Ao joined the culling team, but he purposely kept [-]% of his strength and only gave [-]% out, and deliberately let the man in black chop off an arm.

Su Shiqing met Linglong in the chaos, and took her to hide among the flowers together.Seeing that Jie Ao was injured, he looked confused, who is this man in black?Isn't Lihuo Jieao?Is it a stand-in?

Linglong touched her bun, but found that the silver hairpin was missing, her original plan was disrupted, she was so anxious that she bit her lower lip tightly, almost bleeding from it.

Su Shiqing hurriedly asked: "What's going on? What is your plan?"

Linglong said angrily: "Of course I killed Prince Jia!"

"What about the man in black? Who is he?"

Su Shiqing was confused, and was about to ask again, but inadvertently found a person standing in the corner.

Because the night was too dark, it was impossible to tell who it was, but the white clothes and mask on that person were very conspicuous.

In just an instant, the figure disappeared, making him wonder if he was drunk and dazzled.

Not long after, officers and soldiers who heard the wind rushed in with weapons.

In the desperate struggle, the masked man in black gradually lost his strength and was stabbed several times. Although he resisted desperately, he was outnumbered, and finally fell down with serious injuries.

Seeing that the brother who lived and died together was about to be killed, Linglong burst into tears instantly, but she could only bite the back of her hand, trying not to let herself cry.