The night was very quiet, but the loud noise in Yuanyang Pavilion gradually attracted many people, and the girls on the second floor and their benefactors also came out to watch the fun.
"That mask looks familiar..."
"Yeah, I seem to have seen it somewhere."
"..."
The doors and windows on the second floor were all open, and there were a few discussions from time to time.
Ordinary people have never seen the mask of the ghost king, but the civil and military men of the Manchu Dynasty who go to court every day have always seen it. Yuanyang Pavilion is well-known in the capital, and it is inevitable that some unconscious officials linger here after nightfall. Liu Feng was afraid that his master would make things worse, so he hurriedly stopped him, "Master, that's enough! No matter how hard we make things difficult for this woman, she won't say anything. The other party must be threatening her life. It's not suitable to stay here for long. Let's leave first. Here, let’s think about it in the long run!”
Zongzheng Fusu felt unwilling, but the red mandarin duck refused to speak.
More and more people gathered to watch the fun, but he just waved his hands away, his figure flashed, and disappeared into the depths of the night like a breeze.
"What a handsome skill."
Above the attic, there was a sigh of emotion.
Yi Nanfang pushed his master out from the room on the second floor, and Rong Yin held the beads in his hands, playing with them thoughtfully.
"Master, what is His Royal Highness Prince Gong coming to the brothel in the middle of the night to find a dancing girl? I remember that he should stay in the palace tonight and spend it with Miss Wanyun. This is an imperial decree." Yi Nanfang couldn't bear it. asked.
A long-lost smile appeared on Rong Yin's face, "I don't know why he left the palace, but at least one thing is clear to me..."
"Huh?" Yi Nanfang turned around in surprise.
"Wan Yun and him are not husband and wife, all of this is just acting." Rong Yin pursed his lips.
Yi Nanfang was stunned, "Young master wants to... but young master, no matter whether they are married or not, His Majesty's bestowing a marriage is a certainty. Although Miss Wanyun is good, I still want to persuade the young master to give up this idea. "
"Why?" Rong Yin showed a bit of evil on his usually calm face.
"Prince Gong, King Ning, Prince, Your Highness the Ninth Prince... Girl Wanyun has become involved with these people, she has unknowingly been involved in the political situation, and she can't get away!" Yi Nanfang stomped anxiously, "Why bother, master?" Go in and stir up this muddy water?!"
"I fell in love with her when she was still in the prime minister's mansion when she was her lady of the prime minister's mansion." Rong Yin let out a sigh of relief. He kept the words in his heart for a long time, and finally said it happily, "It's just her At that time, I was carefree, but I was burdened with blood and deep hatred, and I didn't want her to follow me to get involved. Now it's all right, since everyone is in the forest, I don't have any worries anymore."
"But she is already Princess Gong!" Yi Nanfang tried his best to dissuade her! It's not easy for the young master to fight against concubine Rong, and it's not easy for him to gain a foothold in the Duke Fu's mansion. If there is another Prince Gong, he can't imagine...
"So what?!" Rong Yin suddenly stared straight, with a bit of ruthlessness in his eyes, "As long as she doesn't consummate the marriage with Prince Gong, I have a chance to win her! As long as she doesn't If I talk to Prince Gong, I will have a chance to win her heart! Taking ten thousand steps back, even if they got married and made friends, who knows if Prince Gong will just use her in this troubled world?! This road is too dangerous, I don't worry... don't worry about her walking alone."
Even if his legs are disabled, even if he is crawling, even if his flesh is bloody, he will protect her and leave this land of thorns together!
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