The evil prince is strong against the sky

Chapter 213 Chapter 214 Beirong (10)

At sunset and dusk, the breeze comes to open the door to welcome guests.

A carriage parked outside the gate of Qingfeng Xulai, children of aristocratic families, wealthy businessmen, unrestrained northern women... appeared in groups of three or four in carriages outside Qingfeng Xulai's gate, talking and laughing into Qingfeng Xulai.

After hearing the results of Ziyu's new investigation, Jun Fan confirmed that the ghost king was still inside, so he disguised himself as a Xingwei with the surname Lu, and entered Qingfeng Xulai as well.

The breeze is coming, the sound of silk and bamboo, and the silhouettes of people shuttle, but it is not noisy and messy, just like a feast.

It's a little surprising that the bloodthirsty guy of the ghost king can build such a fresh and refined happy place.

"Young Master Lu, the breeze will come in half a year. Do you want to go upstairs to the private room or enjoy the music downstairs?" A handsome male waiter who came from the breeze walked towards Jun Fan with a smile.

"Yajian." Jun Fan imitated Lu Xingwei's voice.

The Xingwei who she disguised as Lu usually lives in Beirong Capital, and sometimes comes to various buildings in Spring City to investigate some things. It is not a completely unfamiliar face in Qingfeng Xulai, but it is not too familiar.

And there are many places for recreation in the halls and buildings in Chuncheng City. It is the famous city that never sleeps in Beirong. The children of rich people from the capital often come to Spring City to play, and they can play for several days.

Therefore, it is most appropriate for her to pretend to be the Xingwei with the surname of Lu, and stay in Qingfeng Xulai for two days.

"Master Lu, please come with the waiter." The waiter led Jun Fan to a box on the second floor, and said apologetically, "It's just that Mr. Huayin already has guests, so the waiter arranged another young master who is good at wine for Young Master Lu." Have a drink with you, okay?"

"No need. I'm not in the mood to drink today, so I'll find someone with a good painting. I need a painting. All the young masters in your building have superb skills, but can you have a painting?" Jun Fan said.

A complicated ink painting would take at least three days to complete, just in time to wait for the ghost king's matter to come to fruition.During the painting, the painter is focused, no one disturbs her, and she can practice quietly.

"Of course there is, Young Master Lu, wait a moment, and the servant will go and arrange for Young Master Lu." The male waiter left obediently.

After the male waiter left, Jun Fan looked at Qingfeng Xulai, the ghost king's house, through the embroidered window curtain.

The building has four floors, the second, third and fourth floors are all private boxes, the first floor has no private boxes, and directly in front of it is a large white jade stage, surrounded by a circle of luminous pearls, which is extremely luxurious.

There are viewing seats outside the jade platform, and the viewing seats are stepped up step by step. The circle closest to the white jade is the lowest, and the rear goes up in turn.

The viewing seats are not chairs or stools, but soft couches and small cushioned tables. They are arranged as a group, and there are curtains between each group of viewing seats, so that people can only be seen faintly inside.

The sound of silk and bamboo on the jade platform never stops, and whispers are whispered in the curtain, it is really like a feast of elegance and vulgarity.

At this time, the ghost king was in a box on the fourth floor, venting the air-conditioning: "No news yet?"

"Sub...subordinate...incompetent..." Qingfeng Xulai's steward said tremblingly.

"waste!"

The ghost king swung out his palm, and the steward was sent flying, hit the barrier of the box, and slid down, spitting black blood from his mouth: "Your Majesty...have mercy..."

"The Beirong Imperial Palace is full of loopholes, and we can't find any news. What's the use of me keeping you?"

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Your Majesty..." The steward's pupils narrowed sharply, and he begged for mercy again and again, "There has never been a woman in Bei Chilu's East Palace, and Bei Chilu went to Dongqi again. This subordinate... this subordinate really checked not."

"Then go die." The ghost king waved his palm.

Bang!
The steward and his corpse were blown up into blood powder.

"Clean up, find someone who is not stupid to take over here." Ghost King snorted coldly, withdrew the barrier and left the box.

"Yes." Someone answered in the dark.

Downstairs, the male attendant came out of Jun Fan's box and went to look for the steward. The matter of transferring the young master to the box had to be decided by the steward. A small waiter like him did not have this right.

However, he searched all over Qingfeng Xulai, but he couldn't find the steward, so he could only wait downstairs on the fourth floor.

The fourth floor is a box specially provided for distinguished guests, and low-level waiters like him who receive the door are not qualified to go up.

Therefore, the steward is most likely on the fourth floor now.

However, when he went downstairs to the fourth floor, he found that there were already several waiters waiting there. They should all be new customers, and he didn't know how to arrange for the young master.

He didn't know how long the waiters had been waiting for. After he went, he waited for a long time, but he still didn't see the steward come down.

After a while, a slender snow-colored figure appeared at the stairs.

A waiter's eyes brightened immediately, and he hurriedly called out: "Young Master Fubai, can you see the steward?"

"No." The snow-colored figure didn't stop walking, and the low and lazy voice seemed to be intoxicating.

"This... Mr. Fubai, can you help me find the steward upstairs. There are many new customers downstairs, and the steward needs to arrange for you to serve me." A waiter boldly asked.

"No time." The low lazy voice disappeared in a room.

The waiters sighed bitterly and continued to wait downstairs obediently.

After a while, Mr. Fubai came out again, looking at them with slender peach blossom eyes: "Is there a guest with a good drinker today?"

All the waiters looked at each other, but no one answered.

They only pick up new customers, so how do you know if they can drink.

"Here... here is one." The waiter who received Jun Fan looked around and said hesitantly, "That guest used to order flower drinkers. Say, that guest has a very good drinker."

"Oh? Take me there." Fubai's drunken eyes lit up.

"But, the guest doesn't seem to be planning to drink today, but only ordered a young master with a good picture to accompany him, so the waiter is here waiting for the manager's arrangement." The waiter said.

"What's the matter? Paint what you should paint, and drink what you should drink." Fu Bai didn't care at all, and went downstairs directly, "Which room, take me there."

The waiter's lips moved, but he still took Mr. Fubai to the second floor after all. He knew that Mr. Fubai must be hungry for alcohol again, and wanted to meet someone for a drink, but he didn't know if that Young Master Lu would agree.

It should be... yes?
In addition to being a bit addicted to alcohol, Mr. Fubai likes to beat people when he is drunk... In fact, he is still perfect.

With a charming appearance, a charming voice, and a charming figure, he is the most beautiful son of them, but no one dares to invite him.

Because Mr. Fubai once beat someone to death!

At that time, the crown prince was alarmed, who knew that the crown prince not only did not question Mr. Fubai, but dealt with the troubled family who was beaten to death.

Since then, Mr. Fubai has become a murderous beauty that all the guests of Qingfeng Xulai avoid.

You can only watch from a distance, no one dares to get close!
I hope that Young Master Lu can beat Mr. Fubai.

In the box, Jun Fan has been closing his eyes to rest his mind.

After a long time, Jun Fan noticed someone stopped outside the room, so he opened his eyes.

The next moment, the door of the box opened, and three people entered.

(End of this chapter)