The poisonous concubine is in power: the black-bellied prince, please detour

Chapter 402 Evil housekeeper, full of deterrence

In front of the Prince's Mansion, there are gorgeous sedan chairs parked, the level of luxury makes Luo Wuyou's eyes shrink slightly, the high-quality vultures and BMW pull the carriage, and the gold-carved and jade-built sedan chairs are engraved with intricate patterns of dragons and phoenixes. The reliefs, dragon scales and phoenix feathers are all inlaid with precious cat's eye gemstones.

Especially the tail feathers of the phoenix are colorful and dazzling.

And the longan and phoenix eyes are inlaid with four priceless oriental beads, and on the top of the treasure is a blood-colored oriental bead the size of an adult man's fist, surrounded by amethyst, and the light and translucent gorgeous red gauze is on the top. Layers upon layers of the eight-treasure canopy hang down, bewitching and blood-like, beautiful and magnificent.

Comparing Yongzhao's sedan chair with this demon's traveling sedan chair, there is no comparison at all. The bloody orb on the top of the eight treasures alone is enough to buy two cities.She had never seen such a big and penetrating blood-colored Dongzhu in her previous and present lives.

This extravagant scene made even Luo Wuyou feel dumbfounded secretly, clutching his chest in a daze on the spot.

Seeing this, Steward Wang slapped the young man on the top of his head, and reprimanded him: "What are you still doing in a daze, why don't you hurry up and serve the master? A poor boy who has never seen the world, hurry up, dare to let the master wait for a long time, Your poor life doesn't want you anymore."

"understood."

Rubbing his aching head, Luo Wuyou turned his head and glanced at Steward Wang, walked to the sedan chair, lifted the tulle and grabbed the golden eagle's pole, and climbed for a long time, but he didn't climb up.

Instead, his face was wrinkled like a bun.There is no other reason, this sedan chair is higher than ordinary sedan chairs, and there is no point of leverage.It is very difficult for even a normal person to climb up.What's more, what about her who was seriously injured?After a while, the sweat from climbing fell straight down.

A figure could be vaguely seen in the sedan chair, but it did not move for a while.You don't need to think about it, the devil must be admiring his ugliness at this moment.

Luo Wuyou stopped panting heavily, and turned to look at Steward Wang: "Butler Wang, this is too high for this servant to climb up, why don't you come and help me."

"Me?" Steward Wang pointed at himself in a daze.

"Yes, it's you. Could it be that there are others here? Hurry up, it's not good to keep the master waiting for a long time. His Highness's time is extremely precious. If you don't come here again, if you delay His Highness's business, there will be ten I can't afford to pay for it. Hurry up." The young man pointed at Butler Wang with his hand, and nodded with a serious face.

Xu didn't expect that a little servant would dare to order him, a majestic housekeeper. Wang Chong was stunned for a moment, but after hearing the young man's last words, he reacted with a jolt.

Looking at the still sedan chair, he rolled his eyes and gritted his teeth and walked over: "It's useless to say you are useless, but you can't even climb up the sedan chair, and the rice has eaten you for nothing for so many years. If you don’t come here, I’ll push you up!”

"I don't dare to use your servant to push this lowly body of my servant, so please bend down and give me a place to step on my feet. Then I can go up." The young man pointed to the ground with his fingers and said. He was extremely polite, but he almost didn't piss off Wang Chong to death.

This brat really dared to say that it would be nice if he could give him a hard push as the butler of the Prince's Mansion.How dare he say so boldly that he wants him to be a horse stool?Let him step on his back into the sedan chair?
Then what is the majesty of his housekeeper?
"Mo Yan, you..."

"Steward Wang, this servant knows that you are the most loyal protector of the lord. You are also a powerful confidant next to His Highness, and His Highness trusts you so much. This servant believes that Steward Wang will go through fire and water for His Highness. He will do whatever he wants. Even after death, no matter how hard and tiring you are, if you give everything, you will never have the slightest complaint. So, Steward Wang, please hurry up, Your Highness is still waiting?"

Luo Wuyou pouted to the side, and Steward Wang's words were stuck in his throat, but he couldn't help showing a smile: "That's natural, this servant is loyal to His Highness, as shown by the sun and the moon. Come on, you Hurry up, just like you said, but don't waste His Highness's time."

A sentence was almost squeezed out between the gaps between his teeth, and after he finished speaking, he turned his back to the sedan chair and gave the young man a bitter look, then bent down reluctantly.

Luo Wuyou was not polite, he raised his leg and stepped on the butler's back, and stepped on the butler's back tentatively, then turned his head and asked: "Butler, are you ready? The slave is coming, can you be careful?" Be careful, you have old arms and legs, this servant is really afraid that you won't be able to hold on. It's not a big deal for this servant, if you are trampled to pieces, this servant will not find such a conscientious butler to compensate you Give it to Your Highness, I'm afraid His Highness will really have to chop up this servant."

"Okay, come on, hurry up."

Butler Wang was so aggrieved that he almost spat out a mouthful of old blood. This damned little brat not only forced him to be a horse stool, but also stepped on him so many times, he was so angry that he really wanted to kill, but he had to give up his breath temporarily. swallow.

His Highness is sitting on the sedan chair next to him, how dare he get up if His Highness doesn't say anything?Doesn't that mean that he is disloyal to His Highness?Then he can still fall, okay?
Luo Wuyou stepped on Steward Wang's back, and got into the sedan chair smoothly.As soon as he climbed up, he met a flirtatious and charming face that was extremely flattering and dangerous.

In the sedan chair, the man was still dressed in red and reclined on the couch. The blood-red robe was spread on the gorgeous carpet. His wide sleeves were cut off, revealing crystal clear and white skin, which was more beautiful than the woman's. White, Gengsu's dark complexion is like charcoal.

His slender five fingers rested his head, and he was looking at the young man. His thin lips curled into a smile that was not a smile, and there was a glint of light flowing in the long and narrow phoenix eyes. Incomparably dangerous.

"The servant kowtows to His Highness for a thousand years."

Luo Wuyou got on the sedan chair, endured the pain and bent his knees, kneeling respectfully on the gorgeous carpet, keeping his body away from the devil as much as possible, his long and narrow eyelids drooping slightly, except for the forced fear on his face, it made people see Can't understand the emotion in his eyes.

The sedan chair started to drive slowly, Jun Jinglan looked at it for a long time, and said, "I thought you had passed away long ago, but I didn't expect that you, a little slave, are really fatal, and you are still alive after being so injured. You are so romping about. How else can you say that the life of a lowly slave is hard. What’s the matter, seeing that you were so bold just now, you even dared to punish the housekeeper. Now facing this hall, why is it like a mouse seeing a cat?”

"Who made him dare to lie to me and use a fake deed to deceive people? He is not afraid of doing bad things for too many days and then going to hell after death. The servant is not a fool. It would be nice if he can punish the housekeeper. If he really dares to punish His Highness , It is estimated that it is really a corpse at this moment."

"Although the slave's life is cheap, but the slave cherishes it very much. The slave's parents finally gave birth to the slave, not to waste it for the slave." Luo Wuyou pursed her mouth, raised her head, and replied solemnly, His tone was full of dissatisfaction.

Jun Jinglan laughed out loud when he saw it: "What's the matter, according to what you mean, if the hall is really in ruins, you still want to make trouble for the hall, can't you go back?"

"The servant didn't say that."

"But little slave, it's clearly written on your face."

Jun Jinglan raised her eyebrows, and her eyes fell on the boy's face. This little slave is really interesting. For the first time, someone dared to express his dissatisfaction after provoking him and being punished by him.

Call him naive and stupid, even someone as shrewd as Steward Wang fell into his hands.But if you say he is smart?He can be stupid sometimes.

It can survive the injury like that, and the vitality is really as tenacious as that cheap weed.

It actually reminded him of himself after so many years...

"Your Highness, where do you want to take this servant?" Luo Wuyou chose to change the topic. If the topic continues, the devil will think of ways to torture her again.

Jun Jinglan raised her eyebrows and smiled: "Why do you ask so much? Go, you will know naturally..."

Luo Wuyou frowned lightly, always feeling that the smile of the man in front of him seemed to have some deep meaning.Could it be that he was thinking of some new way to torture her?But at this hour, it seems that there are not many places he can go, and it is not difficult to guess.

The sedan chair drove straight into a street, looking at the soft-talking and bustling scene reflected by the lights beyond the tulle, Luo Wuyou said in his heart that it was indeed so.

Besides coming to the brothel, how could this fellow go to other places?
Qianjiao Tower!
She has heard of this name since she first entered Yuejing. It is said that Jun Jinglan has been fascinated by the top oiran girl Yunyao of Qianjiao Pavilion during this time. How much Koshi Kyojiro has been poured.

It's a pity that after Jun Jinglan became Miss Yunyao's guest of honor, no one in Yuejing dared to think about that girl Yunyao, and since then Yunyao has become the exclusive possession of the devil.

What puzzled Wuyou was, wasn't Jun Jinglan just hiding himself?Why is it that now that the imperial decree of the Northern Emperor Zen has been promulgated, and he will be enthroned soon, he is still hiding, still singing and singing every night, drunk and gentle?
What happened to the North Vietnamese court?Or is there something else hidden about this enthronement ceremony?Or, is there some other reason for the inhumanity of this demon?
"You little servant, you're already drooling. Why didn't you want so many beauties that the palace gave you that night? Could it be that you like this kind of tune?" Jun Jinglan looked at the young man in a daze. At the entrance of the brothel in a daze, he raised his foot and kicked Luo Wuyou.

With a three-point force on her foot, she just kicked the wound on her knee. The stinging pain and the man's devil's voice woke Luo Wuyou immediately: "Your Highness, this servant is still young and doesn't like women. Besides, this servant My mother also said that when a man marries a wife, he should marry a virtuous man, and the few pieces of Susukida in the servant’s house can’t afford to support the delicate girl in this flower building.”

Her evasive performance that night finally made the devil suspicious.Even though she had tried her best to restore it, it looked like it didn't have much effect now.Wang Chong was better, but this demon obviously didn't believe him at all.

Let her drag her sick body to the brothel, is he trying to test her?

"Your Highness, let's go down first. I think Miss Yunyao hasn't seen His Highness for many days, and she misses His Highness very much." Luo Wuyou said, grabbing the handrail and jumping out of the sedan chair, and turned around to help, Jun But Jinglan had already stood on the sedan chair and got off.

"You're really a stupid slave, don't do such ugly moves again. Don't lose the face of the hall." Jun Jinglan glanced at the young man, his eyes were full of disgust. building.

"Yes, Your Highness."

Luo Wuyou replied and followed with her head down. When Jun Jinglan came out, she didn't bring any other guards or followers with her, except for the driver who drove the carriage, there were only the two of them.

However, when the flame-like red entered Qianjiao Tower, the originally crowded Hualou suddenly became silent.Even the orchestral music stopped, so quiet that the air seemed to be frozen.

Even without any ostentation, the deterrent effect is still full.

(End of this chapter)