[Quick Pass] The target of the strategy is the fine points

Tokia didn't seem to notice, and turned his eyes to look at the furnishings in the room.

The bed sheets in the entire room are covered with scarlet brocade decorated with gold flowers, and the curtains are embroidered with begonia flowers sprinkled with beads and silver thread. The wind blows and sends out a dark fragrance.

There was an incense burner on the table, and there were brushes, ink, paper and inkstones and various ancient music not far away, and a few freesia plants hung outside the window, which looked elegant.

"What is this place?"

Lin Qiyu lightly rubbed her fingers, and finally she took the initiative to speak.

"Zhong Manlou, come and watch a show." Shi Xia said lazily.

After finishing speaking, he leaned on the couch and closed his eyes to rest, the suffocating congestion in his throat made him a little irritable.

Lin Qiyu felt that the name was familiar, and suddenly looked at him, with some residual shock in his eyes, and asked uncertainly, "This is... Hualou?"

Before he could wait for Shi Xia's response, the women outside the door had already filed in, all of them were wearing tulle, with good faces, and holding various musical instruments in their arms, they walked straight to the opposite soft couch and sat on it.

Just at this time, Shixia also opened his eyes, looked at the beauties with his face propped up, and said with some dissatisfaction: "The people came quickly, but where are the pastries I arranged?"

The beauties holding musical instruments looked at each other, and really didn't understand why they couldn't resist the tasteless pastry.

If ordinary people saw this scene, their eyes would pop out!And when it comes to this young master, they are no match for a plate of pastries!

"Young master, do you want my servant to go and urge you?"

The beauty holding the pipa looked at him and said softly.

A pair of beautiful eyes shone brightly, every glance and smile were seductive, and Su Neng's voice was so piercing that Lin Qiyu almost crushed the teacup in his hand.

"Miss, please hurry up."

Tokia waved his hand, as if these were not beauties, but servants sent at home, which directly made the beauty's face stiff, so she had to go out and urge her.

Shixia looked at Lin Qiyu who was quietly drinking tea beside him with his face propped up, a doting smile inevitably overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

The little His Royal Highness of the Qi Kingdom didn't eat anything because of what he said at the Sui Dan Banquet, and he must find something to feed him at this time, which is also silly and cute.

People who practice martial arts will naturally be vigilant and discerning, but this person firmly believes in his own words.

Lin Qiyu's mind was in a mess right now, and she didn't notice his gaze.

Hualou is a place for fireworks, and this person is so proficient, he didn't seem to be missing, he stood up directly and said: "It's getting late today, the prince should go back home."

Shi Xia raised his head to look at him, and said a little puzzled: "I have reported to the beauty mother today that I want to take you out for a stroll. The song of Zhong Manlou is a must, and few people can book it."

But Lin Qiyu felt that he was looking at the beauty, and quietly touched the hilt of the sword at his waist with his fingers, and murderous aura surged out of his body unconsciously.

Zhong Manlou, to put it bluntly, is just a place of fireworks, and this person's kindness to him seems to have become a joke during the relationship. The person he likes and the goodness of Longyang are all fake, and it may even be nothing more than Use him for fun!

Unexplained grievances gushed out from the bottom of his heart, and they were all telling him that he had been naive in the past few days. Since ancient times, there is no man who is not half-hearted. It is better to rescue the emperor and leave this place as soon as possible.

Shi Xia wanted to pull him over, but was thrown away unexpectedly. Seeing the man leave coldly, he wanted to catch up, but suddenly felt tightness in his chest, which made him hold on to the table not far away and coughed violently. It's full of coldness.

Damn it!If he was allowed to see Zero Seven, he would have to pluck the cat's fur!

In another space, the light cluster that was still sleeping seemed to feel the coldness, and trembled all over. The whole body was full of scattered mechanical light. Finally, it was gently touched by a pale and slender hand, and finally it was fixed in a pair of deep purple eyes. .

When leaving the restaurant, Tokia passed by a man in disguise, but unfortunately he was not in the mood to watch a play at this time, and when he returned to the mansion, he found that his highness hadn't come back.

At this time, the man in disguise went to the top floor with ease, and showed his usual gentle face in the dark room.

"Your Highness, what you want has already been prepared."

The shopkeeper in the emerald shirt stretched out his slender jade fingers and placed a jade bottle on the table. When the bottle was opened, it gave off a subtle fragrance.

Zhong Manlou's reputation outside is comparable to that of Hualou. It is undoubtedly a famous and beautiful woman in the building, but it is a dignified place to listen to music, but it also secretly sells some strange things, which is not surprising.

Ling Yunche closed the bottle, his tone was flat but with some inexplicable anxiety: "Is there a dark fragrance?"

The shopkeeper gently shook the round fan, turned around and took out a small jade bottle from the hidden compartment at hand, and said in a three-pointed bewitching tone: "This is the incense that I bought from Ximan, sprinkle it into the incense burner. The qi and blood in the room are rosy, and after a few days, the qi and blood will be exhausted, and we will walk west."

To put it bluntly, it is to empty out the essence and blood, gradually weaken the person, and then die quietly.

Ling Yunche rubbed the little vial, a few glints of light appeared in his eyes, he turned and left.

"I hope the crown prince will not forget the deal with me, Zhong Manlou. If not, Zhong Manlou will issue a hunting order. The things I have here are wanted by many people who have lost their fortunes."

The shopkeeper whispered softly towards his back, but his tone was full of threats.

Killing his father and seizing the throne, and this person is still the prince, if he leaks out, he will be cast aside by the world, making Ling Yun feel blue veins all over his hands.

Even if the poison of a tiger does not eat its offspring, but in this palace full of murderous intentions, there have always been only winners and losers.

The sunshine in the early summer sprinkles from the dense branches and leaves, and prints mottled projections on the ground.

In the past few days, when the Duke and his wife were going to go sightseeing, they left Shixia alone in the mansion.

Recently, it was rumored among the people that at the Sui Dan Banquet, the daughter of the Xu family and the prince of Shi Guogong had a crush on the daughter of the Xu family.

It's just that the reversal at the back made people unexpectedly, Miss Xu's family shaved her hair and became a nun, even though she went to a temple to become a nun!

The Xu family couldn't explain their hardships. Who would have thought that a beautiful girl would be shaved bald by some flower picker!Forced Mr. Xu to ignore the crying of his wife and daughter and send him to the temple overnight.

Since Lin Qiyu came out of Zhongmanlou angrily that day, she didn't go back to the Duke's mansion, but went to the backyard of the palace.

The moonlight was heavy, and there was a gust of cool wind at night. The young master in black was lying on the huge tree in the courtyard, but thick blood was wafting around him.

"Master, didn't your old and immortal father give you a token? Just let those dead men go or not."

Shou Yiguan nimbly jumped onto the branch, handed him the medicine for the wound, looked at the blood dripping from his shoulder, and somehow wanted to eat boiled blood clots.

Red, little by little, dripped down the young man's shoulders, embellished with a bright red flower on the brocade, and the ink-colored black hair stuck to his face in a mess, revealing that sharp and blood-stained face.

Lin Qiyu had no expression on her face, wrapped a white silk cloth around her shoulders, and thin cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

He had already figured out the location of the dungeon, but he was discovered when he passed the roof of the emperor's palace.

Although the emperor has no power to restrain a chicken, the dead soldiers trained are first-class and powerful, which should not be underestimated.

"Master, now that we have figured out the location, can we leave here after a few days?"

Shou Yiguan rolled up his long palace sleeves, his head was covered with nondescript silver hairpins, not to mention getting close, but wishing to stay away with respect.

Lin Qiyu's eyes hurt from looking at her shining silver headdress, and it was the first time that she felt that her eyesight was not as good. When she heard her words, her bandaged hands paused, and she lowered her eyes and said nothing.