Ugly Beauty: The Second Miss Waste

Chapter 98
Murong Yu was lying halfway on the rosewood inlaid rosewood couch, holding a volume of military books in his hand, covered with silk brocade quilt twisted with gold and silver threads, the room was filled with incense, and the smell of red sandalwood permeated.

"My lord, when do you plan to go to court?" Duanlang stood aside, looked at Murong Yu who was half lying down, and couldn't help asking him.

I don't know if there is any other change in the situation in the court, but the prince is almost in good health, but he just lies in bed every day and reads some books about the art of war. What is his intention?
Murong Yu only focused on looking at the book of war in his hand, completely ignoring the voices from the outside world.

Duanlang felt bored and didn't say anything anymore.

Since Murong Yu was stabbed by Qingcheng, he has been disallowed by the emperor not to go to court. The emperor's intention was to change the situation in the court during his absence, but the situation has been settled. He was only injured and not dead. So how can those people It may be so easy to be persuaded by the emperor.

It just so happened that he also wanted to take this opportunity to take a closer look at who had dissent, and then eradicate them one by one.

He insisted on not seeing any visitors in the mansion, no matter whether it was his own people or outsiders, this would only cause outsiders to suspect that he was seriously injured and his life was dying.

In this way, some people's hearts will be ready to move, looking for the next belonging.

He really wants to thank Murong Yan for giving him this opportunity, what's the use of keeping him if he is not loyal.

Therefore, Murong Yu lay in bed for ten days, and no one had any news about him, so many speculations inevitably flowed out.

During these ten days, Qingcheng slipped away quietly and went to the Immortal Cave to lie down.

Liuyan and Yutong are naturally very happy to see Qingcheng, but they are full of doubts.

"Miss, why did you go back to the palace with Murong Yu?" Yu Tong couldn't bear it the most, and Qing Cheng couldn't wait to ask the question as soon as she entered the room with them.

Qingcheng took off the mask, put it on the table, and sat on the sandalwood chair.

Liu Yan poured her a cup of tea, Qingcheng took it, and watched the tea leaves rippling in the cup, rolling up small green swirls.

The teacup is pure white, without blemish.

"Don't worry, I naturally have my reasons for going back to the palace with him." Qingcheng took a sip of tea and explained.

Hearing what she said, Yu Tong didn't want to ask any more, and muttered: "As long as Miss doesn't like Murong Yu."

Qingcheng smiled, she would not like him, never.

"How about the things I asked you to do? Have the dancers learned it?" Qingcheng remembered the dance that they were asked to stay and teach last time, put down the teacup, and asked calmly while looking at Liuyan.

"Miss, they probably learned one-tenth of what you did." Liu Yan told the truth, those dancers danced much better than her and Yutong, but they were far from Qingcheng.

"Let them come, I want to see." Qingcheng ordered, put on the mask again, and switched to another identity, Mr. Ruthless.

"Yes." Liu Yan went down to call someone, and after a while, a total of twelve dancers came over, wearing the special clothes that Qing Cheng had ordered, with a transparent veil on their faces.

All of them have light waists and slim figures, and they look pleasing to the eye.

The twelve dancers hurriedly changed their clothes and came over when they heard the young master wanted to call them. This was the first time they saw the master behind this brothel.

After entering Qingcheng's room, they all saluted first, with lingering and soft voices.

After getting up, he dared to look at Qingcheng carefully. The mask covered his face, so he couldn't see his face clearly, but the only thing he could feel was his coolness and elegant temperament.

Qingcheng glanced at them and said lightly, "Let's jump!"

When the twelve dancers heard this elegant voice, they didn't feel restrained, and started to dance directly.

After dancing, they waited for Qingcheng's comment.

It's just that Qingcheng sat there all the time without speaking, so they realized that they felt a sense of oppression and nervousness, they didn't dare to speak, and just lowered their heads.

I don't know if it's because the dance is too bad, so the young master is dissatisfied, and he doesn't even dare to show his air.

Qingcheng watched them dance, but there was no problem at all, but they were still a little jerky and couldn't let go.As a result, there is a lot less temptation and beauty overall.

"It's okay, but not enough, you need to seduce!" Qingcheng looked at them and said these words.

In fact, I don't want the twelve of them. The good thing is that they are performing arts and not selling themselves. It is enough to be able to dance in such revealing clothes. How could it be possible to make such a seductive feeling.

"Young Master, we are just performing arts." Someone came out and said so, and other people also began to echo.

Of course Qingcheng knew what they meant, so she smiled faintly.

"Professional art? If you are an art performer, then you have to be a good performer. I just want you to dance this dance as well as you can, and I'm not forcing you to pick up customers. If you can't even do what the master asks, why do you want to be a performer? The essence of this dance is temptation and selflessness. Devotion does not require you to complete the action like a log, but to devote all your energy. If you can't do it, Liuyan, give them the money these days." Qingcheng said these words in a long way, but every sentence It's all true.

When the twelve dancers heard Qingcheng finished speaking, they actually hesitated in their hearts. They had to admit that what Qingcheng said was indeed right. When they heard that Qingcheng wanted to fire them, several people immediately stood up and begged Qingcheng.

"Young master, let us try again, give us a few more days, we will definitely be able to do it, we were wrong just now."

Qingcheng nodded slightly to Liuyan, Liuyan understood.

Go out, stand in front of them, and say seriously: "Young Master is willing to give you a few more days, you go back first, and understand the meaning of what Young Master said."

Twelve people heard the words and had to retreat.

Qingcheng confessed some more things and left in a hurry.

Liuyan and Yutong looked at Qingcheng's back and sighed faintly.

"Why did Miss go back to the palace? What about Master?" Yutong complained melancholy to Liuyan, still thinking about Jun Qingli.

Liu Yan knocked her on the head, and said helplessly: "Yutong, you forgot what Miss said, how dare you think about your son!"

Yutong smiled slyly and said, "I'm worried about Miss. I always feel that Miss and Young Master must have some kind of fate."

Liu Yan was stunned for a moment, she also felt this way, but the young lady didn't seem to like the young master, it seems that the young master still has a long way to go.

Qingcheng returned to the palace, avoiding the servants, no one noticed her going out, because usually only Die'er would deliver food during meal time, and she did not allow anyone to see her at other times.

Ten days have passed, and Jun Qingli has never appeared and disappeared without a trace.

Qingcheng only caresses the place on his neck every day. Although there are no traces, how can he forget the good things he did?

Damn man!Up to now, people don't know where they died. The more Qingcheng thinks about it, the more he gets angry.
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It's snowing, it's getting colder, take care of your body!
(End of this chapter)