Movie Emperor and Monster Traitor

After Jiang Yunhuan left the palace, he returned home.

Ten years after he left, the family has changed drastically.

The mansion was no longer as noisy as it used to be, and there were only a few servants left.

He is the only son under his parents' knees, and the rest of the relatives are all sidelines and do not live with them.

Therefore, apart from the servants, he is the only one left in this huge mansion.

Jiang Yunhuan walked into the mourning hall alone, where the ancestors of the Jiang family were enshrined.

Now there are two more tablets on the mourning hall, his parents.

Jiang Yunhuan didn't say a word, just knelt in front of the mourning hall, kowtowed four times to the memorial tablet, and knelt here for another night.

He wasted too much in the first half of his life. Although he finally found the god and used the soul lent by the god to make a water-fixing bead that can command the river, he also left a lot of regrets.

He failed to honor the two elders, and he also failed to see him for the last time.

This kneeling is right to atone for sin.

On the second day, Jiang Yunhuan, who hadn't slept all night, packed up and went to court again.

As a national teacher, he will naturally go to the early court.

Although I met with the officials last night, it was not formal enough.

Today in the court hall, the emperor highly praised Jiang Yunhuan's achievements again, and everyone acted accordingly. Those who participated in Jiang Yunhuan's participation in the past were the most popular, and now they all seemed to have honey on their lips, very close to flattery.

This was not enough, after the court was over, the courtiers surrounded Jiang Yunhuan three floors inside and three floors outside, some were entertaining guests, and some were giving gifts.

In short, they all stretched their necks, and everyone rushed to curry favor with him.

Jiang Yunhuan just smiled and thanked them one by one. He didn't accept gifts, but he didn't refuse all of them when he was invited to a banquet.

To be an official in the capital, you still have to establish a good relationship with these officials, at least in face.

Jiang Yunhuan had just returned to Beijing for a month, and he was almost like a spinning top. The emperor used him very much, and many government affairs were entrusted to him.

And when he went to court, there were always people chasing him to send invitations, in all names.Some said that the old man had a big birthday, and some said that the child was full moon. There was really no reason to look for it. They said that the lotus was in full bloom, why not get together to enjoy the summer lotus?

Anyway, no matter what, Jiang Yunhuan must be invited out to improve the relationship.

For a month, he didn't have a meal at home.

Tonight is another party.

Jiang Yunhuan rubbed his eyebrows and sighed.

Even though he doesn't like official entertainment, he can't refuse it.

He changed his clothes resignedly, and set off in the evening.

The location of the banquet this time is a bit special, it is in the Ningxiang Pavilion in the Land of Fireworks.

This is the best brothel in Beijing. Ordinary people are not even qualified to enter. It is specially prepared for dignitaries and the children of the rich.

The oiran in the Ningxiang Pavilion is the number one beauty in Beijing, and countless people have spent a lot of money on her, just to spend a spring night with her.

It's not that Jiang Yunhuan has never been to this kind of place. As a man, under the agitation of adolescence, he will inevitably become curious about men and women.

He came here secretly when he was 17 years old. The flowering period is easy, and the beauty is the same.The oiran at that time was not the present one. Jiang Yunhuan's family education was very strict. His father didn't allow him to come to this kind of place, and he was afraid that he would learn bad things, so he was very strict with his money.

Jiang Yunhuan reluctantly used the money he had saved to order a pot of wine in the lobby of the Ningxiang Pavilion, and waited for a long while before he caught a glimpse of the oiran from a distance.

At that time, Jiang Yunhuan sighed, the heavenly girl descended to earth.As expected, the oiran lived up to her reputation, her appearance was charming, and her every frown and smile were touching.

Although Jiang Yunhuan was not as fanatical as other men, he admired such beauties very much.

And...then he's gone.A jug of wine has already emptied his wallet, and it is absolutely impossible to stay overnight, otherwise Jiang Yunhuan will be famous all over the capital because he has no money to pay the bill the next day.

Today is different from the past, Jiang Yunhuan is no longer the shy 17-year-old boy, he is a national teacher and holds a title of title, and all the property accumulated by the Jiang family through the ages is in his hands.

Not to mention buying an oiran for one night, it is more than enough to buy this Ningxiang Pavilion.

What's more, there is no need for him to spend money, others are eager to help him pay for the relationship with Jiang Yunhuan.

Just as Jiang Yunhuan sat down in the private room on the second floor, the officials who invited guests clapped their hands, and a stream of young women in tulle skirts entered.

Since these women can enter the Ningxiang Pavilion, they are naturally not bad looking.But it's not bad, Jiang Yunhuan picked up the wine glass, glanced at the women who came in, and then looked away.

However, his vision suddenly stopped, and he saw the last person who came in.

This woman is different from the others, the clothes alone are much more luxurious than the others, she covers her face with a fan, only revealing her pair of spring-like eyes.

She saw Jiang Yunhuan sitting in the main seat at a glance, her eyebrows and eyes were raised, and the round fan moved lightly, revealing Lushan's true face.

There was a gasp from all the seats, this woman was unparalleled in beauty, and to put it bluntly, the emperor's carefully selected harem was far inferior to it.

The woman was no stranger to the reaction of the crowd, she smiled slightly, saluted, exchanged glances with the official who was entertaining guests, and walked lightly to Jiang Yunhuan's side.

When the woman came to him and poured him a jug of wine, Jiang Yunhuan came to his senses, and he quickly took the glass.

"Papa papa." Someone applauded suddenly, and Jiang Yunhuan followed the sound.

The official who invited guests smiled and said: "Master Jiang is very lucky, this is the oiran of Ningxiang Hall, you don't know, not everyone can invite the oiran, she must be savvy before she is willing to receive. That is to say, Mr. Jiang is a good-looking talent, with both cultural relics, so that he can be favored by the oiran, and I will be honored by Mr. Jiang if I can see the figure of the oiran today!"

The rest of the people also followed suit, flattering Jiang Yunhuan without any trace.

Jiang Yunhuan drank the wine in the glass, collected himself, only smiled, and did not speak.

The oiran sat down beside him, leaning close to him intentionally or unintentionally.

Jiang Yunhuan drank another glass of wine, he was a little restless.

He could faintly smell the fragrance of the powder that was close at hand, and the liquor entered his stomach, turned into hot air, and continued to rise.

He tugged at his neckline unconsciously, feeling a little hot.

The others are probably used to this kind of place, and they have already held the hand of the woman next to them like no one else, but Jiang Yunhuan has not moved yet.

Seeing this, the official who invited guests said again: "Speaking of which, Mr. Jiang works hard every day, it seems that he hasn't married a wife yet?"

"Yes, Mr. Jiang is concerned about the country and the people, and spends all his time on official duties, so busy that he doesn't even have anyone to warm the bed." Someone echoed.

The official who entertained the guests pondered for a moment, then suddenly said: "Master Jiang, if you don't dislike it, why don't you redeem Chunlan, one is to find a confidant for yourself, and the other is to find a good place for Chunlan, and don't let this kind of beauty go into the dust. Well, I happened to have a lot of money, so I went out for Mr. Jiang!"

Chunlan is the name of the oiran.

This is to send someone to yourself.Jiang Yunhuan thought to himself, he didn't refuse immediately, he glanced at the woman beside him, her graceful figure was looming under the tulle.

After ten years of running around, he has neither the time nor the energy to care about beauty.

But right now, he is really a little bit excited.

He is already 28 years old, but he has not yet passed the personnel affairs, and people of his age have several children.

Jiang Yunhuan suddenly stretched out his hand, and he slowly stretched his fingers towards the oiran, wanting to touch this fairy-like face.

The oiran also came up to meet him, his eyelashes moved slightly, like a pool of rippling spring water, looking at him with a slight smile.

The moment his fingers touched the skin, Jiang Yunhuan was a little confused, he only felt that he was getting hotter and hotter, and he didn't know if there was something wrong with the wine, like a flame, burning everywhere in his body.

His vision was a little blurred, the oiran's face was blurred in front of his eyes, and in a trance, another face appeared in front of him.

This face is even more beautiful than that of the oiran.

No, the two cannot be compared at all. What kind of oiran, what kind of celestial figure, and all kinds of beauties, in front of this face, are all vulgar fans.

However... Although this face is beautiful and unearthly, it is undoubtedly a man's face.

The facial features do not have the gentleness of women, but only the masculinity.

This is...who?Jiang Yunhuan touched this face, nostalgic for the delicate touch of his fingertips, thinking blankly.

He is... The sudden return of his sanity made him suddenly startled. He stood up suddenly from the table. Surprised.

Everyone looked at Jiang Yunhuan in surprise.

Jiang Yunhuan was gasping for breath, his eyes were wide open, and he seemed to be very frightened.

Someone tentatively asked, "Master Jiang?"

Only then did Jiang Yunhuan come back to his senses, he looked in front of him, the oiran was so frightened by his sudden action that he fell to the ground, his face paled.That face was still her own, not the one he saw when he was in a daze.

But Jiang Yunhuan could no longer arouse his heart of pity and sympathy, and he lost interest in all the beauties and wine.He just clasped his fists together and left alone despite the dissuasion of the others.

After leaving the Ningxiang Pavilion, he returned home, took a basin of cold water, and poured it all over his head and face.

Water droplets dripped down his forehead, and he finally felt that the heat in his body had eased a little.

The moonlight was bright, and he used the moonlight to stare at his own reflection in the water tank.

Facing his reflection, he said to himself: "Jiang Yunhuan, you are so brave...how dare...how dare..."

He didn't say it, the matter was so absurd that he didn't even dare to say it.

Although he didn't really do anything, he just thought about it in his heart, and he just cared about the appearance of that person when he was in love.

That...above the mountain...high above the gods.

But just having such thoughts made him terrified, if he let the gods know that he had such dirty thoughts about him, he would definitely be furious.

But the heat of his body surged up again after a brief fading, the water surface was hazy, he seemed to be fascinated by a ghost, and saw that person again.

With that perfect and impeccable face, the man said coldly: "I want you."

This was just his fantasy. Although God did say these three words to him, he said them in the shape of a beast.

However, Jiang Yunhuan spliced ​​these three characters onto the human form of God, and these cold words seemed to have turned into romantic words full of imagination.

Jiang Yunhuan suddenly buried his face in the water, he forced himself to wake up, there is absolutely nothing between him and God!

There is too much difference between them, whether it is status, status, or the length of life.

Moreover, God's indifference is still vivid in his mind, he is cold and ruthless, how can he have such lingering feelings like mortals?

Jiang Yunhuan waited until the heat in his body completely subsided before raising his head from the water.

He took off his wet clothes and went back to bed.

After tonight, he made a rule for himself, never to attend this kind of dinner party again.

Moreover, he also rejected all the good intentions to arrange a marriage for himself. He said that he was too busy to consider this matter for the time being.

In fact, he thought that after three years, he would return to Guanshan, marry a wife and have children, but it would be of no use except to leave a future for himself, and it would just delay others for nothing.

And... the main reason is that he has promised to offer himself to God. Although God did not ask him to be as good as a jade, the first requirement for offering sacrifices to God is purity.

Jiang Yunhuan thinks that his mind is far from pure, but his body can still work hard.

He lived like this for two years, which seemed to be the same as the previous ten years, but the food and lodging were better than living outside, and he was still alone.

When I dreamed back at midnight, I could only stare at the cold mansion in a daze.

He often dreams, and he also dreamed before, in the dream is the lingering sound of water waves, roaring to break the dam.

But now... all he has is some indescribably beautiful dreams.

One of the protagonists in the dream is him, and the other is...

Jiang Yunhuan didn't dare to think about that person, and forced himself not to think about that person, but the dream reflected his truest thoughts.

But it was on the side of Guanshan that he fell in love at first sight. For the past two years, he tossed and turned and couldn't forget it.

The author has something to say:

There is no cure and he refuses to admit that he is a face control, but he is really a face control of face control.

And the same conceit, the clues are always obvious.