Lord, you are so beautiful

Diyanlou, the largest brothel in the capital, here you can find all kinds of girls to meet the various needs of customers, as long as you give enough money, you can play as you want.

One night when I had a client, I heard that the money was quite generous, so Die Yu, the oiran, was naturally well-dressed, preferably so beautiful that she could make the other party obediently pay all the money by throwing a wink at her.It's just that this customer seems to be a bit difficult to serve tonight, Die Yu almost laughed out loud, and the other party still ignored her while drinking, Die Yu wished she could stick her eyeballs to that person.

Normally, she would serve some fat, ugly, old and greasy men, but suddenly a handsome and handsome slut came, and Die Yu didn't care about money anymore, Xin Dao could do it for nothing with her looks, but when she was summoned to the room, she only had to drink What is it if you don't touch yourself at all?

Die Yu was left to hang out for a long time, so it was inevitable that he became a little impatient, "Master, how can anyone come to the brothel just to drink? Could it be that the master looks down on Die Yu?"

Rong Wang, whose robes were half open, leaned lazily on the beauty's couch, revealing a few inches of strong and fair chest. He is charming, but it is different from that of a woman. Killing people and being extravagant made Die Yu, who was used to being arrogant and arrogant, not dare to be too presumptuous.

"My master is very masculine," Chihiro said, "I'm not interested in you, just stay honest."

Die Yu immediately blushed, turning from embarrassment into anger.

"This is the small bamboo knife?" Rong Wang twisted the empty wine glass, treating the butterfly feather as transparent.

"Yes." Qian Xun replied, and stood beside him pouring wine for Rong Wang.

King Rong drank it up in one gulp, and said calmly: "It's neither mellow nor strong, no wonder Qianhe likes it, and he is so self-disciplined when he drinks it. It's still Li Huachun's taste for me."

Qian Xun then poured the pear flower spring from Diyanlou to King Rong, and asked after he had finished drinking, "What do you think, master?"

King Rong shook his head regretfully, "It's a pity, why did you burn the wine at the beginning?"

"I heard that the Lihuachun in Yinulou has a follow-up blend that I added, so it is more fragrant than other restaurants. I am afraid that the master will not be able to drink it in the future." Qianxun said truthfully.

King Rong became even more worried, and left the beauty aside, drinking one cup after another.The fragrant mist in the wing room is enchanting, and the lingering in the corner of the king's clothes can't be dissipated.

The night was as cold as water, and when it was ugly, Chihiro helped the drunk Rong Wang out of the Diyan building, drove to the palace, and waited for Rong Wang to sleep.Qian Xun wrung out the veil, wiped off the cold sweat on King Rong's forehead, and then whispered to the maid beside him: "Be alert in the second half of the night, don't let the master vomit."

"Yes." The maid answered hurriedly.

Qian Xun went back to her room after finishing up and down, and found that Qian He hadn't returned yet, so she took the cloak and hurried out, rushing to the residence of Shaojun Lanzhao.

Although he is Lan Zhaojingui's prince, but in Dayan, he becomes the most humble proton.King Rong had already ordered that the hostages of various countries should not be treated harshly, and a few tile-roofed houses for ordinary people were randomly allocated for them to live in. They were not under house arrest, and they were not treated harshly, but they were not allowed to leave the capital, and they were not allowed to have correspondence with outside the capital. Such conditions similar to stocking are also a reward.

Lanzhao Shaojun's residence is not far away, it's just a bit old, when Qianxun arrived, Qianhe was leaning on a big tree in the courtyard to take a nap with his sword in his arms.

"The frost and dew are heavy at the end of summer, and the master doesn't say anything, so you plan to stand like this all night?" Chihiro sighed, and put the cloak on Qianhe.

Qianhe woke up rubbing his eyes, and said softly: "Why are you here now, did the master just come back?"

"Master is drunk, so I have time to come here." Qian Xun glanced into the dark room, frowned and said: "What did the child say? He refuses to go back to the palace?"

"No, I chatted with Mr. Chenxuan from Lanzhao all afternoon and helped clean the house. In the evening, Mr. Chen invited him to stay, and he agreed." Qianhe said, "I saw that he was depressed, so I didn't care about it." , wait here for master."

Chihiro smiled and squeezed his face, "It's rare for you to soften your temper once."

"No." Qianhe's eyes sparkled, "Just looking at his face that is exactly the same as the prince's makes me palpitate, the master's attitude is not clear, it's better not to offend."

"The difference between cloud and mud, how can you compare with the prince." Qian Xun tied his cloak tighter, and said softly: "Go back to the mansion and rest, I'll show you here."

Qianhe yawned and waved his hands: "How can people who practice martial arts be so hypocritical, you go back, don't let the master let the master find no one at night."

"Master is drunk." Chihiro leaned against the tree with him, "I'll stay here with you."

The two cuddled under the tree to admire the moon and talk about love, watching the moon sinking in the west, Chihiro left.

Rong Wangfu.

That night, King Rong did not sleep peacefully, and had constant nightmares. All he could see was the angry face of his long-dead father, admonishing him, as if he wanted to haunt him for the rest of his life, making him unable to breathe.

At dawn, Rong Wang suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were dark and boundless.

The hangover made his head ache, Rong Wang frowned slightly, and he didn't call the maid to come in to take care of changing and washing. He sat on the edge of the bed expressionlessly, and the morning light slowly flooded in, gradually illuminating Rong Wang's disheveled and pale appearance.

King Rong got up suddenly, opened the door like a gust of wind and stepped out.

The maid at the door only saw a white shadow flash past, "My lord!"

King Rong didn't turn his head back, his brows were frowned with obvious anger.He was still wearing the tea-white robe from yesterday, with his clothes flying, and went straight to the stables of the palace.

Without any instructions, and without saying a word to anyone along the way, he led a horse out casually, and the king stepped on it, with a condensed expression on his face, and yelled violently with a whip: "Drive!" .

Qian Xun heard the news when he returned home, and hurriedly asked: "Do you know where you went?"

"This, the prince didn't say anything, and the little one doesn't know where the prince has gone."

Chihiro let go of the guard at the door, feeling a little dazed for a while.He was stunned for a moment, then prepared his horse and ran towards the palace.Although the master is lazy, he is not a real libertine, and the only one who can make him nervous is the one from the palace.

Let's say that King Rong was uncharacteristically, he didn't even change his clothes, and rushed out of the palace gate with his hair loose. The guards guarding the gate were so frightened that they wondered if King Rong hadn't woken up yet.

King Rong rode a horse into the palace. This was a rebellious act. Only the current emperor and the crown prince had this right in the past and present. King Rong knew it, but he still urged his crotch. The horse crossed the three palaces and six courtyards. It was not the Prince's Palace, but the Holy Majesty's. Yangren Palace didn't get off the horse until outside the palace, and the palace people turned pale with shock.

"I have seen the prince." The maid in charge of Yangren Palace hurriedly bowed.

Without squinting, Wang Rong stepped into the main hall with anger in his eyes, and walked into the inner study of the current emperor, unwrapping bundles of files and flipping through them.In a short while, the study room was turned into a mess by the king. He turned over all kinds of files or valuable calligraphy and paintings, and then threw them on the ground and trampled on them at will.

The maid in charge was terrified, she stood at the door and said timidly: "I don't know what the lord is looking for... Can this slave help me?"

This king seemed to be blind and deaf when he got up in the morning, he couldn't see or hear others, he just rummaged around, his expression became more and more indifferent, and the emperor's huge study was ruined by him all morning.

"How could there be no..." King Rong murmured, clenching his fists as he looked at the mess on the ground.

"My lord..."

As soon as the maid made a sound, Rong Wang Ping roared angrily: "Get out!"

"Yes!" The maid hurriedly retreated.

King Rong's chest kept rising and falling, and he was gasping for breath. He looked around and wondered if he had missed something, but all around him were shredded paper scrolls that had been completely destroyed by him, and there was nothing else.King Rong was extremely angry, and he slammed the red sandalwood bookshelf into pieces with a palm full of anger.As a result, he hit it sideways, and he saw the hidden grid exposed behind.

There was a piece of neatly folded yellow paper in the dark compartment, and Wang Rong's heart skipped a beat when he saw it. He carefully took out the old yellow paper, opened it gently, his pupils constricted and his breath choked.