God-level Refiner: Ghost King Pampering and Pampering Concubine

Chapter 8 Watching chess without saying a word
That night!

The stars are scattered, the crescent moon is bright and clear, and the sound of a piano breaks the tranquility of the night.

The gurgling sound of the zither was melodious and clear, coming and going over the general's mansion.

It was still the four-corner gazebo, perhaps because of the night, the tulle in the gazebo had been put down.

Under the caress of the gentle night wind, it flutters and flutters, looking from a distance as if someone is dancing in a gazebo.

Yan Linglong had already changed out of her day dress, and now she was wearing a crescent white skirt, her skin looked fairer under the moonlight.

Beiming Changhua was sitting opposite Yan Linglong, holding a cup of tribute wine in his hand, savoring it carefully, and hanging on his waist was the butterfly sachet that Yan Linglong had given her.

The small sachet exudes a faint fragrance in this silent night.

Beiming Changhua felt that the faint fragrance made him feel refreshed, and he liked it very much from the very beginning, so he simply wore it on his body.

Yan Linglong's fingers gently plucked the strings, as if her fingers were not injured before.

Yan Wuyou didn't climb the wall this time, but ordered Chunlan to move a stool, and stepped on it by herself, watching from the wall that Beiming Changhua had knocked down during the day.

She was looking at it openly, and a small table was set up not far from her feet, on which were some dried fruits and tea.

This position happened to be able to see what was going on inside the gazebo, and when the breeze blew the tulle, Yan Linglong's face could be seen.

There is a small incense burner next to Yan Linglong's guzheng, and a faint red light suddenly appears.

"My lord, how well does Linglong play?"

Yan Linglong lowered her eyes and smiled shyly, and called out very tenderly.

"Very good, Linglong is the best girl this king has ever seen, who can play the piano."

Beiming Changhua drank the fine wine in his hand lightly, and replied with a smile on his face.

Yan Linglong got up suddenly, twisted her graceful figure, and walked towards Beiming Changhua step by step. With a light flick of the hand behind her, a red spot the size of a soybean flew into the incense burner.

"Linglong respects the prince. It is said that the Royal Academy is going to recruit students this time. I wonder if Linglong can..."

Beiming Changhua raised his eyebrows lightly, the wine glass in his hand was already filled by Yan Linglong, and when he lightly touched Yan Linglong's wine glass, there was a crisp sound.

"Linglong wants to go?"

Yan Linglong took a step forward and got closer to Beiming Changhua, "It's natural, Linglong is an unfavored concubine in the general's residence, if she can enter the Royal Academy..."

Not favored!
Yan Wuyou looked at Yan Linglong coldly, and cursed secretly with contempt.Yan Linglong, your sister, are you unfavored?
Can you be a little more shameless?

"Since Linglong wants to go, she can enter naturally. With Linglong's current qualifications, as long as she wants to, she can enter." The distance between the two inadvertently drew closer.

It was so close that Beiming Changhua could smell Yan Linglong's seductive fragrance, his throat rolled, and a saliva was swallowed.

Before he knew it, Bei Mingchanghua's whole body became very hot, so hot that he wanted to take off his clothes and take a cold bath.

"really?"

Yan Linglong was pleasantly surprised, seeing that Beiming Changhua had blushed, and a seductive gleam gradually appeared in his eyes.

"My lord, you are so kind to Linglong. Linglong doesn't even know how to thank you." After saying that, she pretended not to stand still, and fell into Beiming Changhua's embrace all at once.

Yan Wuyou by the wall naturally took in everything in the gazebo. In fact, when Yan Linglong gave something to the incense burner just now, she should have thought that Yan Linglong wanted to throw herself into her arms.

Next should be live spring, Gong.

Tsk tsk... Although she is one of the top ten good young people in modern times, she is really embarrassed to watch the live broadcast.

Do you want to watch it?
Before Yan Wuyou could think clearly, he heard a hiss not far away!
Yan Wuyou looked up at the pavilion without any hesitation at all.

really!

Beiming Changhua hugged Yan Linglong, and Yan Linglong's clothes were torn, revealing her fair arms and tall plumpness.

"Little..." It was obvious that Chunlan also heard the voice, and was about to ask Yan Wuyou what happened, but was stopped by Yan Wuyou.

Chunlan didn't say a word, she could only stand where she was, watching Yan Wuyou standing on the stool.

Seeing this, Yan Wuyou felt a little embarrassed, but she was very satisfied. At some point, a red pill appeared in her hand. It looked similar in color to Yan Linglong's just now.

Aiming at the incense burner, it flew out with a flick, and flew steadily into the incense burner, like dry wood meeting flint, making a pop sound, and then fused with other spices.

The two who were passionately didn't notice the movement in the incense burner at all, and Yan Linglong, who was originally sober, quickly entered the state she should have.

He hugged Beiming Changhua tightly, tried his best to show himself, and gave himself to Beiming Changhua. Beiming Changhua couldn't control himself, and tried his best to remove Yan Linglong and his clothes.

Sweeping the things on the round table to the ground, there was a crisp sound, and then impatiently pressed Yan Linglong on the round table.

Hearing Yan Linglong's scream like killing a pig, Yan Linglong's face turned pale from the pain.

Where did Beiming Changhua care about Yan Linglong's screams, he only cared about what he wanted in his heart, and galloped all the way...

Yan Wuyou landed with a satisfied smile, picked up the apple on the plate and took a bite.

"You can pack up your things and go back to your room. There will be fun to watch soon."

Just now Chunlan also heard Yan Linglong's screams. Although she was a woman, she could be sure of what happened there when she heard the voice from there.

She really didn't expect that Yan Linglong would dare to sacrifice herself to Beiming Changhua at this moment.

But now she finally understood why Yan Wuyou would say that there was a good show tonight when she saw Bei Mingchanghua coming to the General's Mansion. It turned out that her own lady knew about Yan Linglong's plan from the very beginning.

Quietly packed up all the things, and went back to the room with Yan Wuyou.

What neither of them noticed was that on a big tree in the yard, there was a black figure, dressed in black and brocade robes, standing there like a dark night god.

The face of the man in black is also a mask, a mask with the same pattern as the face of a Sichuan opera.

This masked man is none other than the frightening Phantom City Lord——Yu Wuchen!

Yu Wuchen was also watching the special live broadcast in the courtyard next door.

Because of the mask, I don't know the expression on Yu Wuchen's face, but looking at his relaxed appearance, it can be seen that he is not angry at the moment.

(End of this chapter)