Fortunately for Feng Yanghou

Depending on the situation, Qi Xin would definitely not let Liu Yu leave the prison of the Ministry of Justice so easily.Qi Xin would not execute Liu Yu, but the prison guards would starve Liu Yu for a few days, waiting for Liu Yu to beg for mercy.

He walked through the corner of the corridor, and stood alone in the corridor.

Flowing cups of curved water, one after another winding paths lead to seclusion and are well connected from beginning to end.

Holding on to the hollowed-out lacquered rail, he lifted his feet and walked into the path.

There was a gentle breeze, and for a while, it was a little cool.

"Master Hou, I haven't seen you for a few days, do you remember my little courtier?"

The oncoming man was dressed in a brocade robe, with a blue gauze draped over his shoulders, his breast buttons half-covered, which vaguely highlighted the water red cardigan with gold trim inside.

He turned around and looked at the man whose face was more charming than the woman's and tried to put away his thorns. The man looked at him kindly, and suddenly said, "If I sincerely invite Lord Hou to sit in Pingxi Palace, would you like it?"

The man leaned forward, trying to peep out the slightest hint of unwillingness from his eyes, and then took advantage of the loophole to ridicule him.

His face remained unchanged, with a smile on his lips, and he said casually: "Since the servant of Chu Ai personally invited me, how dare I refuse to obey."

As he spoke, he followed Chu Ai's guiding arm and looked at the Pingxi Palace hidden by the palace, but he didn't notice a sly smile flashing across Chu Ai's eyes.

Pingxi Palace.

As soon as he entered the palace gate, he saw Chu Ai, who claimed to be noble, sitting on the open chair, wearing a blue water robe and a single sapphire hairpin. He was dressed as a demon, but he couldn't hide his slender and slender eyes. Eyebrows, and those flamboyant Danfeng eyes are even more soul-stirring.

"Give the seat to Lord Hou soon." Chu Ai looked at him very carefully for a while, with an inexplicable strangeness in his eyes.

He glanced up to see the palace man put the seat in front of him, and then walked around and sat down with no expression on his face.

He was sitting in the flower garden a little far away from the long pavilion. Chu Ai beside him was full of glory, like a bird in a quagmire. He promised his life to a ruthless high position very cheaply, but he showed it everywhere Gu Ying's self-pitying arrogance.

"I heard that Lord Hou likes male sex very much. I don't know, does Lord Hou like this beauty from a foreign land?"

At this time, Chu Ai smiled gently at him.

He suddenly pursed his lips, "Oh, then I want to see it with my own eyes." He never believed that Chu Ai, who was sitting beside him, would be so kind as to recommend the beauty beside him.

He replied very politely, and he didn't want to worry too much about Chu Ai's almost teasing tone and expression, because at this time and here, there was a woman in palace attire in a lotus-colored silk skirt floating around towards the red lacquered pillar, gracefully And to.

That's right, she came here with the wind on her feet.

All of a sudden, the eunuchs and maidservants standing outside the flower garden all exclaimed.

He also squinted his eyes and leaned over, slowly raising his head.

The breeze is blowing the soft hair like ink satin, and the woman dancing in the courtyard has beautiful eyebrows and springy smiles, which reflect her and her scenery, like Qiongyao's fairyland.

When he looked over, Chu Ai had already walked down the stone steps, approached a few steps, restrained his disdain and jealousy.

In the flower shadow, those eyebrows are not feminine and charming like ordinary women, but deep and gloomy.

The woman swayed her waist and met his eyes when she looked back and smiled.

He looked at the woman's beautiful figure with a charming smile and hooked hands, and remained calm, but he did not coldly brush the beauty's winking eyes.

"Your Majesty... the slave family is very polite."

When she said this, the woman was raising her hand to support the flower branch, gently touching the string of hanging petals, and gently opening her red lips, charming and blurred.

He watched as the woman leaned forward and floated in front of him, gently pushed her softly, put her green fingers on his chest, and when she circled her fingers, she raised her cheeks and panted lazily.

"Chu Ai Shijun invited me here to present this demon girl?"

Unmoved by the woman's teasing, he snorted coldly, instead stretched out his hand to brush away the woman's soft waist, straightened up, and made a gesture to leave.

"Master Hou stay here." Chu Ai couldn't hide his smug look from the corners of his brows and eyes, "It seems that Master Hou really doesn't like women. If an ordinary man sees a rare beauty in this world and throws himself into his arms, how can he control it? live?"

What Chu Ai meant was to laugh at him as a man, but he might be suspected of doing nothing.

He laughed angrily in his heart, but he didn't stop.

"If you dedicate this woman to the king, what do you think, Lord Hou?" Chu Ai suddenly opened his mouth, as if he didn't mind that he was giving up the unheated favor of the servant to others, but was keen to go to Zhou Hui. There are people on the king's bed.

He stopped when he heard the words, and when he walked slowly again, there was not even a trace of joy, anger, sorrow or joy on his face.

"This witch is not worthy."

After he finished speaking, the ups and downs in his eyes quickly disappeared.

Listening to his cold tone, Chu Ai raised her hand and caressed the jade wrench between her fingers, "Master Hou didn't like it, so the Servant sent her away, so as not to upset Master Hou in the future."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Chu Ai turned into that arrogant and perverse servant again.

He still didn't look back, and walked out of the garden, his eyes were cold and solemn for a long time.

The woman in the flower garden raised her head, with a hint of sarcasm remaining on her face.

Chu Ai sat down again, poured himself a cup of tea casually, skimmed off the tea foam, and said, "How, have you planted it yet?"

Chu Ai raised her eyebrows, then took a sip of her tea.

The enchanting woman who was supposed to treat others with a charming appearance suddenly changed her expression and sat down beside Chu Ai, just sitting on Feng Yanghou's seat.

"Don't worry, Shijun." The woman narrowed her eyes slightly and said with a smile.

At this time, Chu Ai who was beside her couldn't help raising her eyebrows, took another look at her, and then raised her hand to push back the palace people around her.

When the flower garden was quiet, the woman stood up slowly, transformed herself, shed her disguise, and returned to the appearance of a black-capped Taoist.

"My Servant certainly believes in Taoist Yuan Yin's abilities."

"Your Majesty, have you figured it out?"

"Since Feng Yanghou is deeply favored by the king, let's tear off his pretense of aloofness and let the king take a good look at what kind of lustful slut he is."

"It seems that the servant wants to put Feng Yanghou to death."

Across the dark light and shadow, the man in the black tent poked out a vague and incomprehensible gaze, like a smile or pity.

Chu Ai didn't shy away from the jealousy of the queen, and showed it all.

The man in the black tent took out a white jade porcelain bottle from his arms, and pulled out the cork. When the mouth of the bottle slanted downward, a fat round Gu insect suddenly fell to the ground, and it turned into a puddle of water when it saw the venomous sunlight. None left.

"The Gu mother has been destroyed, there is no hidden danger anymore."

The man in the black tent recalled the scene of putting his hand on Feng Yanghou's chest just now. No one expected that the woman who deceived her body and smiled was not to seduce her soul, but to transform a formation of Gu on her chest.

"When will your servant introduce me to Prince Lie?" The man in the black tent complained slightly in his quiet tone, and he stretched out a hand to cover the white jade porcelain bottle. The cold touch made people shudder.

"When the time is right, His Royal Highness will call you."

Chu Ai didn't think that the person in front of him could go against his will.What's more, the person in front of him is just a shady ant walking in the dark.

The man in the black tent suddenly grabbed the bottle with his fingers and smiled, "Your servant is right."

Hearing this, Chu Ai picked up the small pot and poured himself a cup, but before the teacup was brought to his lips, there was a crisp bang, which was the sound of the teacup falling to the ground.

The tea splashed everywhere, and some of the broken porcelain pieces flew to Chu Ai's feet——

"Master, don't forget the deal between you and me. I will help you eliminate dissidents, and you...you should help me as soon as possible."

The eyes of the man in the black tent were filled with cruel and bloodthirsty greed. Chu Ai caught sight of the finger stretched out by the person in front of him, but he didn't know when this person shot and shattered the teacup in his hand.

Step by step, the black boots embroidered with Tao patterns stepped on the sharp tiles, and the black-cloaked man's clothes were stained with tea stains, blooming into blossoms.

The chilling air coming from the eyes of the man in the black tent was extremely frightening, and it seemed like a heavy blow. When he strangled Chu Ai's neck, he felt palpitations and was on the verge of death.