The cute apprentice of the national teacher is charming and wild

Chapter 332 Chapter 331: Set a Trap
Jing Yuanyi and Jing Zhanli were the two princes who visited Tingfang Pavilion most often.

One likes to drink tea and listen to music, and the other likes to come to have fun.

Jing Yuanyi was not surprised to see Jing Zhanli coming out of the room, the two had often met in Tingfang Pavilion before.

"You, you sleep in your sleep, I'll let Lianchun come and play with me, and neither of us will disturb the other."

In front of Jing Zhanli, Jing Yuanyi was still a little apprehensive and lacked the confidence to speak.

Jing Zhanli winked, charming and evil, he slowly took two steps forward, Lianchun was dragged into his arms without a trace of defense.

"Chun'er will accompany the younger brother today, Brother Sanhuang should go find other girls."

Due to the man's face, Jing Yuanyi didn't want to give in. He stared at his stern eyes, and said with a stern look: "This king is the emperor's brother. If you want to accompany Lianchun, you should also accompany this king first."

"Again, if Brother Sanhuang wants to have fun, he can find other girls. You can't touch Lianchun."

Jing Zhanli spoke loosely, with a smile on his brows and eyes, which made people think that he was a person with no temper.

Jing Yuanyi's strength was on the rise, and he had to fight Jing Zhanli to the death.

"This king wants Lianchun to accompany me today, and no other girls."

Jing Zhanli smiled leisurely, raised his hand to attract two hidden guards, and pointed at Jing Yuanyi: "Throw it out."

No superfluous nonsense, doing things cleanly.

The main reason is that Jing Zhanli really doesn't want to waste his words with Jing Yuanyi, who is so smart.

"Jing Zhanli, you, you dare!" Jing Yuanyi was panicked and annoyed, threatening in his mouth: "If you dare to touch this king, I will ask my father to impeach you when I return to the palace!"

Jing Zhanli raised his eyelids: "It's really noisy, tell him to shut up."

The dark guard complied, and immediately slapped Jing Yuanyi dizzy with his palm, and his ears were instantly quiet.

The two hidden guards quickly carried Jing Yuanyi and threw it out.

Lianchun pulled Jing Zhanli's big hand from her waist, took a few steps back, and kept a distance from him.

Jing Zhanli clicked his tongue: "This king just rescued Chun'er, and Chun'er is so ruthless to this king."

Lianchun chuckled lightly: "I just thank you, my lord."

"Is it over with just a thank you? This is so insincere." Jing Zhanli teased.

"Then what does the lord think about the servant's family?"

Jing Zhanli smiled, stepped forward slowly, raised his hand to gently wipe off the wine that had just stained Lianchun's face, lowered his head and whispered in her ear: "As a thank you, how about Chun'er being my king's concubine Xiao, help me Take care of the backyard, this king, Princess Xiao, is much better than Princess Naping."

The smile in the winking eyes seemed serious and half joking.

Lianchun took a step back, kept a distance, and smiled faintly: "Shu Nu's family is helpless, and can't control the eighteen concubines in the prince's backyard."

It is well known in the imperial capital that King Xiao is unrestrained, and only loves beauties, and the concubines and servants in the mansion are all ranked eighteen.

Jing Zhanli rolled her eyes, showing her charm, and said with a smile: "There are so many girls in Tingfang Pavilion, Chun'er, so what's the problem with the eighteen concubines in the upper part of the palace."

"Your Highness is joking."

After only casually responding, Lianchun lowered her eyes and straightened her clothes.

Jing Zhanli lowered the corners of his lips, and sighed lightly, "Chun'er is still as incomprehensible as ever."

Lianchun just smiled and said nothing.

At this time, a little maid ran over and whispered something in Lianchun's ear.

Lianchun's face was slightly condensed, and she turned her eyes to Jing Zhanli and said with a smile: "My family has something to do, so I won't accompany you first. If the prince finds it boring, the slave family will find Yuxiang to play a nice little song for the prince."

Jing Zhanli smiled: "Forget it, as long as Chun'er is not by my side, no matter how nice the little song is, it will be boring. Go and do your work. I will go back to my room and sleep for a while."

"Then please take care of yourself, my lord."

Lianchun leaned forward and saluted, turned around and went back to her room.

Jing Zhanli watched her leaving back, narrowed his eyes, and then went back to the room just now to sleep.

Lianchun returned to her room, pressed a mechanism, and one wall turned, leading to another room.

In the room, Yun Ranyue and Bai Qingchen were sitting.

Lianchun entered the room, bowed to the two of them and saluted: "Master, Mr. Bai."

Bai Qingchen watched the people coming and going in the lobby through the window lattice, and praised: "You have managed it well. It seems that Fangting Pavilion is getting better and better under your management."

Lianchun was not surprised: "Don't dare to do it, if there is no help from Mr. Bai and Master behind the scenes, this Tingfang Pavilion will not be able to last for such a long time."

Bai Qingchen is the biggest investor in Tingfang Pavilion, and Yun Ranyue has been secretly helping Lianchun eliminate the threat.

Without these two, it would be difficult for Tingfang Pavilion to operate so smoothly.

Lianchun looked at Yun Ranyue: "The master came to find his subordinates, do you have any orders?"

Yun Ranyue said: "You need to find a woman under the age of 15, and she must be a virgin."

It is not hard to find a woman in Tingfang Pavilion who agrees with these two conditions.

Lianchun couldn't help asking: "Master, what's the matter looking for a girl?"

"You will find out tonight."

Lianchun didn't ask any more questions.

Night came quickly.

Dark clouds cover the moon, and the streets are desolate and lonely.

Because of the heart-gouging incident of the four girls, people in the capital were panic-stricken. When night fell, passers-by on the road gave way one after another and closed their doors and houses. No one dared to come out.

The bustling night market in the past is no longer bustling, only silence and desolation, as well as the panic of the people.

The cool night wind blows, rolling up a fallen leaf and drifting into the distance.

On the empty and deserted street, under the hazy and cold moonlight, a woman ran forward with her head buried in her head, and looked back from time to time, as if there was some scourge behind her.

Two drops of cold sweat dripped down the woman's forehead along her beautiful chin, her cherry red mouth was slightly opened, and the sound of rapid breathing added a bit of horror to the deserted street.

A gust of wind blew in, and the woman stopped suddenly.

Because in front of her stood a man in a dark red robe.

In the dim moonlight and night, the man's pale face was hazy, as white as a ghost walking out of the underworld.

The woman was so frightened that her body became stiff and her feet were so heavy that she couldn't move.

The man stepped forward slowly, with a smile on his dark red lips: "It's so late, why hasn't the girl come home? It's so dangerous to be alone on the street. Recently, someone came out to dig out the girl's heart."

His voice was obviously so gentle, but it made people feel an inexplicable creepiness, and shuddered down their backs.

The woman swallowed her saliva, and seemed to have lost her voice in fright.

He asked, "Where is the girl's house?"

The woman tremblingly raised her finger in one direction.

The man glanced sideways casually, and the smile on his lips didn't fade: "It's not safe for the girl to go home alone at this late hour, why don't you let me be a flower protector to escort the girl back home."

He tugged at one of the woman's sleeves, as if he really wanted to send her home.

But the woman resisted in fear: "No, no need, I can go home by myself, so I don't need to bother you."

(End of this chapter)