Your Majesty - This Palace is from modern times

Chapter 151

The four men in the room glanced at each other.

The crying in the next room gradually became quieter, but it was inevitable that there would be intermittent choking, and every choking would be accompanied by a heavy blow.

Xue Qianxun coughed twice: "This place. Well, it will disturb An Xin's sleep! My brother... he has a sense of proportion!"

Or there are all kinds of time, but you didn’t come across it, and when you woke up, you found yourself lying on your bed, and then it was horrifying that a runaway master who was originally full of righteous indignation was lying on the bed for three days after returning from whoring. , Did it really play all night?
After that, I saw Yin Xueliefeng proudly announcing that the wedding will continue as usual!
And from the moment she came back, she was warned by Langxie, don't play tricks, or she will end up just like Peiran!
This warning is very special... What will happen to Peiran?
Will he be punished to go to a brothel once if he does something wrong in the future?
Not so lucky!
All of this seems so weird.

The small courtyard is full of fragrance, and the sun is shining warmly.

Langye and Buzhen were playing chess, while An Xin sat and ate, and then looked at the two children who were having a great time playing with Putao on the lawn.

"Buzhen, my legs are so sore!" An Xin acted like a baby.

Buzhen held the chess piece, and looked at her as if nothing had happened: "You are so good at running, why don't your legs feel sore?"

An Xin lowered her head and pursed her mouth: "I'll go find Peiran!"

"If you want Peiran to lie on the bed for another three days, just go!" Langxie leisurely put down the chess pieces, and said softly to An Xin's back.

"Or, do you want to lie in bed for a while?" Xue Qianxun walked through the flowerbed and landed lightly in the small pavilion.

An Xin looked back in horror, only to see Xue Qianxun took out a small porcelain bottle from her bosom, and proudly raised it in front of Langye and Buzhen: "Ye Yanxun made it in a hurry these days, and it has a beauty effect after taking it. !"

As soon as she heard about beauty, An Xin's eyes lit up slightly, and she flashed to Xue Qianxun's side: "Is this very beautiful?"

"En! Seeing how haggard these days, Ye Yanxun rushed to make this!"

An Xin was bubbling with happiness, no wonder Ye Yanxun didn't show up for a few days, so he was doing this!
"Try now?" He lowered the medicine bottle in his hand, at that moment, the two who were playing chess stopped at the same time, and looked straight at An Xin.

"Of course you have to try!"

Pata, after drinking the whole bottle, I threw away the medicine bottle with peace of mind, and exhaled, darling, it smells so good!
"What kind of medicine is this? It smells so good after drinking it. It must be made of flower petals!"

Xue Qianxun slightly raised her lips: "Well, some of them are petals! However, other things are not made of petals!"

"Huh? Are there other effects?" An Xin blinked.

"A lot, beauty, beauty, skin firming, eyesight, contraception, flirting."

"Wow, it's really a lot, huh? What did you just say?"

Just when she was extremely puzzled, she suddenly met four pairs of evil eyes.

Langye threw away the chess piece and sneered: "Since this is the case, then your good life will come to an end, and we should also settle the account of escaping!"

An Xin's heart constricted in fright.Suddenly, someone picked her up from behind and walked towards Jiangxin Xiaozhu not far away!

The other three looked at each other and followed closely!

Yue'er hides in the clouds, and seems to think this day is a particularly interesting day!
Zijin Xiaozhu is definitely a good place to go for a boring pastime.

That year, the spring breeze turned green to the south bank of the river, and there were a lot of flowers, and the three-story restaurant was brightly lit, and the melodious singing was faintly heard floating in the night.

This brothel is much more elegant than ordinary brothels. The first floor is dedicated to entertaining dignitaries, the second floor is royal relatives, and the third floor is martial arts people.

In the backyard, there is a large area of ​​Xifu Begonias in full bloom. It is cold in early winter. A group of people seem to want to celebrate something. They set up a fire in the backyard. A group of Yingge Yanwu dances around the fire, and others sit on the ground.

"I'm enthroned tonight, so don't keep putting on a dead face and laughing!" The man in brocade clothes held a wine glass, half-kneeling on his knees, staring at the man in red in front of him eagerly.

The man in red snorted coldly: "Since ancient times when the emperor ascended the throne, have you come to the brothel to celebrate like this!"

"What's wrong? Anyway, I'm the emperor, so I can do whatever I want, brother, you should put on a smile anyway, it's as if I'm enthroned and your whole family is dead!"

There is only one emperor who is so ruthless.He is the new emperor of Great Yin—Yin Xueliefeng.

"What do you want from me?" The person who spoke had a cold tone, which was very different from the brother in front of him.

Yin Xueliefeng thought for a while, then suddenly slapped his head: "Ah, by the way, you can play the first piece for me! Anyway, there are not many here who can play as well as you!"

The man in red sighed, beckoning someone to fetch the piano.

A red sandalwood xylophone with nineteen strings was brought up, and the man in red checked the strings.

Sure enough, it is a good piano, and the sound of the piano is crisp and not procrastinated.

At the moment when the piano sounded, beside the bonfire, the people who were enjoying themselves drinking stopped, and the dancing prostitutes also stopped, as if the whole noisy restaurant was quiet.

Everyone stared at the man sitting quietly under the begonia in Xifu playing the piano in unison.

Flowers were flying all over the sky, and the crimson Xifu Begonia set off the man's red dress, it was so beautiful!
Yin Xueliefeng was quite proud, sitting on the side with a wine glass and listening to it.Now and then a sigh of envy came out.He was not very proficient in rhythm since he was a child. Whenever he saw his younger brother playing the piano, it was a blow to him.

Several dancers were so fascinated by the sound that they couldn't help dancing to the sound of the piano.

Someone playing the piano couldn't help but look sideways at the group of people.

On the third floor, Zhuo Zai, known as the saint of painters in the world, looked at the man downstairs, spread out the drawing paper on the spot, and drew this wonderful scene.

After finishing the painting, he closed the pen with satisfaction.

In the painting, the man is sitting under the beautiful Xifu crabapple. In the middle of the night, only the red dress attracts the most attention. Just like himself, the red is gorgeous but extremely cold.Dazzling but repulsive.

Looking back at that glance, the silence is suffocating.

The saint of painting is worthy of being a saint of painting. He painted the most beautiful moment, but also carved the loneliest moment!

A few years later, when this painting was circulated, people who were lucky enough to see this painting were surprised to find that it was...The pure white fingers are not bloody at all, who would have thought that he is the leader of the Demon Cult, Xue Qianxun?

It was still the same three-story flower building, with clear singing into the clouds. On the third floor, the heroes of the world were discussing the magical painting enthusiastically, "I heard that Xue Qianxun is extremely cold and doesn't like to get close to others. It’s not easy being painted by a saint of painting!”

"I don't think so!" Ye Yanxun, the owner of the Bishui Palace, held the fan in his hand at the front table, and gently raised the chin of a person standing in the corner, and said with a frivolous smile: "That Xue Qianxun How can it be compared to my Left Protector?"

Sure enough, the person standing in the corner had a pair of slender eyes raised slightly, the amber eyes were slightly evil, the lips were bright red, and there was an indescribable enchantment in the eyes.After watching for a long time, I'm afraid that the soul will be sucked in.

The man raised his head, his eyes flickered like lightning, he hurriedly swept across the faces of everyone, and stared at the group of people in front of him viciously.

"I don't know what the name of this left protector is?"

The owner of the Palace of Clear Water smiled frivolously: "He doesn't have a name yet."

"That's a pity!"

After finishing speaking, the man known as Zuo Guardian jumped up and stood in front of the Palace Master, with the silver thread wrapped around his fingers.

"Guardian Zuo, what are you doing!" Ye Yanxun stared at the person in front of him.

The man tightly circled the silver thread in his hand: "What are you doing? I only want one thing tonight!"

Everyone was a little stunned by his tone.

However, in the next second, the two of them were seen flying in mid-air.In a burst of flint and lightning, the silver thread was tightly wrapped around Ye Manxun's neck, and when he strangled it hard, blood spattered three feet immediately.

The head of the Mishui Palace lord rolled down the steps.

All I saw was that the man stretched out a finger to wipe the blood on the silver thread, and then brought it to his lips, rolled the tip of his tongue, made a wet circle, and wrapped the deep red into his mouth.

Everyone was horrified and shouted: "The master of the Bishui Palace has been killed!"

"As the left protector of the Clear Water Palace, how can you kill your master?"

The man raised his eyebrows lightly: "Don't worry, none of you can escape tonight!"

A bloody battle began.

The whole Yichun Building was in chaos, but no one dared to go up to see what happened.Dawn broke, and the last person fell down, but he was unwilling to die and clasped the person's feet: "You, who are you?"

Killing a person overnight, that person is inevitably a little weak, but under serious injuries, he has rare patience. He kicked away the corpse beside him, covered his heart and sneered: "From today on, I will be called Ye Yanxun!"

In one night, Zuo Hufa killed many masters in the Jianghu, and the word Ye Yanxun was also circulated in the Jianghu. It is said that everyone who saw him that night died.

The only one who didn't die, that is, the one who was lucky enough to grab Ye Yanxun's ankle, sent the news to the west within a few days, and it was said that he was poisoned!

Since then, Ye Yanxun, the owner of the Palace of Clear Water, has appeared in the rivers and lakes!
Those who have good things put him in the same category as Xue Qianxun, the leader of the demon sect, and Buzhen, the poisonous prince of Xixia, and ranked third!

……

It was a lingering night and the sky was bright. Four men slept on each side of the messy big bed, with a beautiful young woman sandwiched between them.

When the first ray of dawn came in, the little girl woke up.

It was a miracle that An Xin could wake up at this time. The pain in her whole body made her sleep uneasy. After Youyou sat up and saw the scene in front of her, she couldn't help but recall yesterday...

yesterday.What a night.The four of them pressed her on the bed together, showing no intention of sympathizing with her.

Her eyes are red, how will she live this day in the future?

She couldn't beat the top four masters, but she couldn't pinch them.

An Xin tiptoed to stabilize her trembling body, trying to climb down, but suddenly her little feet were held by someone and pulled back.

"what……"

Langye caught her from behind and held her waist: "Where do you want to go?"

"I. I want to drink water!"

The other three woke up one after another, and Bu Zhen propped himself up on the bed and poured a glass of water for them to be fed by Langya himself.

(End of this chapter)