Nirvana is alluring, nine thousand years old, please respect yourself

Chapter 28
The girls in the south building gathered around the guests with clever smiles, their smiles were as bright as the spring breeze, with tears in their eyes.

Among them, some guests have unique preferences, and they are walking upstairs to the private room with one or two young men with delicate skin and tender flesh in their arms.

"Master," Zhui Feng brought the news, "Yesterday, the Saintess in Xijiang was in danger on the road, and the prince Xuan Yuheng found out in time, so there is no serious problem."

Ji Li sat on the bench by the window with a wine glass in his hand, watched the girls twist their waists from top to bottom, and sighed softly, "Well, who moved their hands?"

"Three princes."

"Oh?" Ji Li sneered, turning the wine glass slightly in his hand, "When did he have the courage."

The prince was a prince after all, and it was obvious that he wanted to make friends with Xijiang, but Bailiqing dared to make a move at this time, no doubt he slapped Baililang severely.

This...is not quite like his usual style...

Zhuifeng handed the secret letter to Jili, "Whether it is skill or weapon, it is basically certain."

Ji Li put down his wine glass, unsealed the secret letter and scrutinized it for a moment, frowning slightly, "The assassin carried the weapon of the Third Prince's Mansion with him... It's really weird. Can you catch him alive?"

"No, those individuals came and went quickly, and even a few seriously injured committed suicide by taking poison."

From this point of view, there are nine out of ten chances that he was framed by someone... and that person...

"It seems that we have to do it quickly." Ji Li said, the construction of the Wanguotai is a fat job, so many eyes are staring at this piece of meat, if you want this piece of meat to fall firmly on Su From the mouth of the government... I really have to work hard.

When Zhuifeng raised his head, he just saw the gentle smile in Jili's eyes, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart—Miss Lian has such a skill that she can turn this piece of fine steel into soft fingers.

On the other side, in the East Palace, the crown prince was whipping the kneeling man on the ground with whip after whip, "It's such a skill to send someone to assassinate the saint of Xijiang! It's thanks to this Palace for treating you like Buddha all these years!"

Bailiqing knelt on the ground, dripping blood mixed with sweat on the ground. At this moment, his face was already pale as paper, and his voice was trembling, "Isn't my brother...not to mention how could my brother use such a big handle?" Fall into the hands of others?"

The long whip soaked in salt water really hurt when it fell on the body, every time it fell, Bailiqing would tremble like a conditioned reflex.

The prince lost the gentleness and friendliness of the past, and his ferocious gaze seemed to tear Bailiqing to pieces.

Just as the long whip was about to fall on Bailiqing again, a delicate figure appeared inappropriately.

When Baililang saw someone coming, his eyes full of anger softened instantly.Throwing down the long whip, he went forward and embraced the delicate figure into his arms, "Wanwan, why are you here? If I stain your eyes, I would regret killing him."

Qin Wanwan coughed lightly, "Did Ah Lang forget that today I want to accompany Wanwan to the West Mountain to pray for blessings..." Qin Wanwan lowered her head, and from the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the wounded Bailiqing, and an imperceptible sadness appeared in her eyes .

Bailiqing silently shook his head.

"How come?! Let's set off right away, shall we?" Baililang was a little flustered, and in an instant he stomped Bailiqing down again. "I believe you this time for the time being. Father, do you know what to say?"

Baililang asked this question, one is about the assassination, the memorial must have been handed over to the emperor, the other is... it is his body that is injured...

"Your brother understands that I accidentally fell off the horse's back while riding a horse."

"Go down." Baili Lang hugged the beauty in his arms, and he didn't care about Bai Liqing anymore.

Bailiqing staggered to his feet, picked up the clothes at the side, put them on his body, and left with his head down.

Blood dripped down Bailiqing's body all the way to his mansion, until the moment he stepped into the gate of the mansion, he fell to the ground.

The servants panicked.

It was late at night when Baili woke up, and the housekeeper had already called the doctor to treat the wound. He opened his eyes and looked at the bandages on his body, and his eyes were fixed in a daze.

At that time, he was still the son of a maidservant. Although he was a prince, he was often beaten by other princes because of his humble background. It was the prince who saved him.

He thought he was saved and would not be bullied again.

The results of it?The prince was angry, he could only compete with the dog for food, and the prince was tired, so he had to lie down on the ground and use it as a stool.

The humiliation and unwillingness made him hate his mother. Why is she such a pathetic and unfavorable maid? !Why can't she fight for her son like other mothers? !to snatch? !

It was a starless night, and he handed her the poison, yelling at her to die.

It would be good if she died, and she could be adopted by other concubines, get rid of her humble background, and get rid of the sad experience.

The woman is really dead.

He was adopted by Concubine Shu as he wished, but why is this woman so short-lived!

He returned to his original life again... He swore that in his lifetime, he would trample all those who insulted him under his feet!

Lian Qingcheng smiled and listened to Yu's narration of the incident, from his actions, to the prince calling Bailiqing to the East Palace after receiving the news, and then Bailiqing was injured all the way back home, dripping blood. I said it carefully one by one.

Lian Qingcheng listened carefully, as if listening to a wonderful story.After finishing, he handed Ting Yu a glass of wine for the first time, "Thank you."

Ting Yu raised her head and drank it all in one gulp, "Miss, why are you so polite? I don't know how to serve people. Isn't this kind of thing easy to handle."

And Ji Li just returned to the mansion at this time.

"What happened to Miss Lian so happy, why didn't you send someone to call me to have fun together?" Ji Li waved his hand and asked the servants to bring sour plums, pinched one and threw it into the wine glass in front of Lian Qingcheng中 "Drink it this way...it won't be too bitter."

"Thank you, my lord." Lian Qingcheng raised his wine glass and took a sip. It tasted sweet and sour, and he drank it all in one gulp. "Shouldn't your lord be waiting in the palace?"

"Miss Lian acted alone without notifying the king, which made me very distressed." Ji Li said, and glanced at Lian Qingcheng.

Seeing that Lian Qingcheng did not change his face, he drank another glass of wine, "My lord is smart, didn't you guess it?"

Lian Qingcheng didn't look at Ji Li from the beginning to the end, as if he was avoiding it deliberately.

Seeing that Ji Li entered the house, the others retreated quietly. At this time, Ji Li had already taken off his mask.

Even the bright and clean Haoyue lost some color in front of Jili.

"How you want to play, this king will accompany you." Ji Li suddenly said softly, his eyes were as warm as spring water, "Don't act alone... When this king is not here... I don't want to see you in trouble."

Lian Qingcheng was speechless, and for the first time raised her eyes to look at Ji Li quietly, the tenderness in her eyes was never seen in the combination of previous life and present life.

She would rather Lonely treat her coldly as before, rather than see such a nine-thousand-year-old... She was afraid that she would drown in this intoxicating tenderness.

Ji Li finished speaking and left.

Bai Ping came in, Ting Yu also came in, and she sat like that, the wine glass in her hand stayed in the air and did not see it fall.

"Miss," Ting Yu looked a little embarrassed, but in the end he plucked up the courage to say, "You were plagued by nightmares and often talked in your sleep. During those days... the prince would stand by your bed all night long... use your internal strength to comfort you, you are so sad." you……"

Lian Qingcheng suddenly realized...it seemed like she hadn't dreamed about the past for a long time... Now she didn't know what to do.

My heart is in turmoil... The chaos is like ripples in my heart little by little.

How is it good?

(End of this chapter)