There were a lot of people in the night market, and there was a commotion in the middle of the day. The first reaction of the people was to run outside. Suddenly, the flow of people rushed to all directions like a tide. The oil was also turned over, which was mixed with screams and exclamations, as well as the ear-piercing sound of swords colliding.
Zhao Yue hugged Wen Liunian by the waist, and jumped up to a small three-story building not far away.
Naturally, the patrols and guards in Wangcheng are no different than ordinary towns, and this is the most prosperous area, so in just a moment, the Royal Forest Army and officers and soldiers have all rushed to evacuate the people to a safe place.
"Is the emperor okay?" Wen Liunian was extremely worried.
"There are at least twenty guards around, plus so many officers and soldiers, nothing will happen." Zhao Yue said, "Besides, the emperor seems to be quite skilled."
While the two were talking, the group of masked men had indeed lost ground and were captured not long after.
"Do you want to go and have a look?" Zhao Yue asked.
Wen Liunian shook his head: "I won't be able to figure out the situation for a while, so it's better not to show up."
After the officers and soldiers took the assassin away, the night market became quiet. If it weren't for the chaos inside, no one would know that there was a big mess just now. Wen Liunian and Zhao Yue went back to the residence together, but they still couldn't stop thinking about what happened just now.
"There are many people coveting the throne in this world." Zhao Yue handed him a cup of hot tea, "It's not surprising."
Wen Liunian said with emotion: "Being the emperor is really tiring." Not only is the body tired, but the heart is even more tired.
"It has nothing to do with you and me." Zhao Yue pinched his nose, "Why are you so unhappy?"
Leaning in his arms, Wen Liunian sighed slightly.
The more people coveting the throne, the more vigilant the emperor will be, and the easier it will be to kill others by mistake. Since ancient times, no emperor would tolerate the existence of external threats. It will not be easily erased from the hearts of the royal family.
"I'll order some hot water, take a good bath and then rest." Zhao Yue kissed his forehead, "Don't think about it."
Wen Liunian stroked his side face with one hand: "Don't appear in front of the emperor yet."
Zhao Yue nodded: "Okay."
"It should be fine, but it's better to be careful." Wen Liunian said, "After I enter the palace in a few days, I'll check the emperor's words first."
"I don't want you to be so cautious for me." Zhao Yue held his fingertips.
"I'm always very careful in doing things." Wen Liunian smiled, "Okay, let's not talk about that, let's go take a bath."
The servants quickly brought over the bathing utensils, and said that it was indeed a prosperous place in the capital. Not only was there a tub for two people, but also a small tray was prepared next to it. From flower petals to ointments, everything was prepared. Forget to add in a low voice, if you need other items, there are also, just say it.
"Thank you, no need." Zhao Yue closed the door with a stiff face.
"What are other objects?" Wen Liunian sat by the bed.
Zhao Yue said: "Come take a bath."
Wen Liunian muttered to himself, stood up and stretched out his hand: "Help."
Zhao Yue took off his clothes for him, and carried him into the bathtub.
Wen Liunian took the petals, poured them all into the water and stirred them, "It's quite fragrant."
The shoulders exposed out of the water were white and smooth, stained with water mist and red petals, very provocative. Zhao Yue tore off his clothes and strode over.
Wen Liunian pinched his cheeks, his gaze swept down the familiar road.
Really know where to look is the key.
Zhao Yue stepped into the bathtub and hugged him into his arms: "Little rascal."
"Sneaking at a girl's house is called a hooligan." Wen Liunian rubbed against his arms, "If you don't count, I have it too."
Zhao Yue laughed, and sucked hard on his collarbone.
Wen Liunian casually picked up a small bottle, opened it and smelled it.
"Hey!" Zhao Yue was taken aback, and quickly reached out to cover it, "If you know what it is, just smell it, what about poison."
"The Lord Shang sent it, how could it be poison." Wen Liunian said, "It has a sweet and greasy aroma."
Zhao Yue took the bottle in his hand, and saw a small note on it - Chunxiaozui.
Wen Liunian said: "Oh." The booster medicine.
Zhao Yue put the bottle back and pinched his chin to look: "Do you think something is wrong?"
"No." Wen Liunian shook his head.
"Really?" Zhao Yue tried the temperature of his cheek.
Wen Liunian felt it carefully again: "It just doesn't exist."
"That's good." Zhao Yue continued to help him wipe his body, "Next time, don't take the medicine and smell it casually."
Wen Liunian sat in the bathtub and thought about it in his heart.
Chunxiao drunk.
It sounds like a good name.
After wiping his back, Zhao Yue turned the man around and sat on his lap, and began to wipe his arms again.
Wen Liunian felt a little bit resentful in his heart, why did he wash so fast? It's not that people in the bathhouses in the Northeast take a bath. After one bath, the next one is waiting in line. If you want to make a fortune and raise a wife by this, can't you slow down? My waist has become thinner recently, shouldn't I touch it more.
The slightly rough towel rubbed against his chest, and soon it turned red. Wen Liunian felt a little hot in his heart, and his face was also a little hot.
Martial arts practitioners always have a solid figure. A few strands of hair are wetted by water and attached to their muscular upper body. Under the thin skin, the muscle lines are obvious. Looking down, it is hazy in the water.
Wen Liunian stretched out his hand and touched it calmly.
Zhao Yue: ...
Wen Liunian looked at him, his heartbeat was so fast that it couldn't be faster, his cheeks were hot, and his body also had some strange changes.
Zhao Yue frowned and pulled him into his arms. Could it be that "Spring Night Drunk" had an effect
Wen Liunian slightly closed his eyes, and leaned over to kiss him.
Although the two usually get close, Wen Liunian is still a little more reserved out of the self-consciousness of a nerd, but since he has been drugged this time, he has no choice but to follow his heart's wish - there is no other way. thing!
Zhao Yue's lips hurt from being bitten by him, and he was afraid that he would catch a cold if he stayed in the water for a long time, so he hugged him out by the waist, dried him hastily, and then pressed him onto the bed.
Wen Liunian is extremely well-behaved, his whole body is soft, even the temperature of his palms is hot, his cheeks are blushing, and he has done his duty to make "Chun Xiao Zui" play a role.
Zhao Yue usually cared about his weakness, and didn't dare to be too indulgent even when he was lingering, for fear that he would be too presumptuous and make people tired and hurt, but now he saw the corners of his eyes full of love, and he was pestering himself and refused to let go, so naturally There was no need to restrain it anymore, both arms hugged the soft waist tightly, plundering and taking it like a strong wind and rain, and doubled the previously suppressed feelings.
The bed creaked and shook, sometimes mixed with ambiguous sounds, Lu Zhui jumped off the wall with two bottles of wine in hand, and then took two or three steps back in shock.
Why did it start so early? It is clear that it has not been long since we finished eating!
"Good boy." Zhao Yue's voice was hoarse, almost swallowing him whole.
Lu Zhui twitched the corners of his mouth outside, turned around and jumped out again—be restrained a little, in case others don't know what you have been holding back for twenty years or something.
The red-armored wolf crawled out of his arms, crouched on his arm and shook its tentacles.
Let me go back.
Lu Zhui put it back into the wooden box and took it back to his residence.
No wonder I brought the fortress to myself. According to the riots in the house, I guess I didn't have time to prepare bugs and minced meat for it.
The two people here are boundless in love, but on the other side of the street, Mu Qingshan is squatting on the side of the road looking at the stones, obviously angry.
"I didn't mean to hide it from you." Shang Yunze complained incessantly, "Come on, take a look at me first."
"I don't want to watch it!" Mu Qingshan angrily opened a brothel! Open a brothel! Open a brothel!
"I've said it all, it's a song and dance studio, not a place for fireworks." Shang Yunze said, "A place to drink tea and listen to music."
"Then why didn't you tell me?" Mu Qingshan glared at him.
Shang Yunze heaved a sigh of relief, at least he was willing to take a look at himself.
The two of them went to visit their friends together, and everything was fine at first, but after drinking for three rounds and eating five flavors, everyone began to talk about the business, during which someone asked a lot: "Lord Shangbao, have you ever thought about selling the place under your command?" Floating Fragrance Court grows bigger?"
"That's right. Recently, a group of new dancers came from the Western Regions. With their small waists, tsk tsk, if Lord Shang can buy them, why not make a lot of money every day." Another person echoed.
When Shang Yunze's head was confused, he instinctively glanced at Mu Qingshan.
It was only mentioned earlier that Tengyun Castle has two properties in Wangcheng, but in fact, besides the timber store and the brocade workshop, there is a third one, which is the Piaoxiang Courtyard, which was originally a brothel kiln, and was favored by Shang Yunze a few years ago Bought it, but did not dismiss the girls inside, but turned it into a singing and dancing studio. Thinking that his little Mumu is a nerd and has never been out of the Boundless City, he might not be able to tell the difference, so in order to make it less awkward, he kept it a secret, but he didn't expect that someone would tell the truth at the banquet.
Mu Qingshan filled a spoonful of dried shrimps and mixed rice for himself.
Shang Yunze was still puzzled, didn't he hear clearly? There was no reaction at all.
Of course, the facts quickly proved that the little bookworm's ears are still very useful. After eating with a calm face, chatting with everyone for a while, and saying goodbye to Shang Yunze, he began to squat on the road where no one was around. He was angry, and he couldn't coax him well for a long time.
"I'm afraid you'll overthink it." Shang Yunze pulled him to stand up, "Besides, I don't have any romantic affairs, so don't be angry."
"It's really not a brothel?" Mu Qingshan asked him.
"Of course not, how could I do such a thing as prostitution." Shang Yunze didn't know whether he should be angry or laugh.
It is true. Mu Qingshan kicked him, hum.
"Why don't I take you to have a look?" Shang Yunze asked.
Mu Qingshan opened his eyes wide: "Take me there?"
"Let's have a cup of tea together." Shang Yunze said, "If the place is not clean, I won't let you stay."
…
That's okay, Mu Qingshan nodded.
Just like going to meet the world.
Shang Yunze took his hand, "What a little jealousy."
Mu Qingshan pulled back his hand vigorously.
"I'm talking about myself." Shang Yunze followed the good advice.
Mu Qingshan laughed out loud.
"Little idiot." Shang Yunze also had a smile in his eyes, held his cheeks, kissed him while no one was looking, and held his hand again.
Piaoxiangyuan is worthy of its name, it is not so much a singing and dancing workshop as it is a spice room, and you can smell a tangy fragrance before you get close, Shang Yunze said: "It's the spices from the south."
"Prince, come back next time." The mother in emerald green gauze leaned against the door, waving a handkerchief to greet warmly.
Mu Qingshan: ...
Is this really not a brothel? It was clearly written exactly the same as in the book!
"Cough." Shang Yunze said, "It's just to greet the guests."
Mu Qingshan strode in.
"Wait, wait." Shang Yunze hastily pulled him back.
"What's wrong?" Mu Qingshan asked.
"It's too crowded to go in through the gate, there is a small side door." Shang Yunze led him around the corner of the street and stepped in through a small courtyard gate.
There was sound of silk and bamboo in the front, but the backyard was silent, Mu Qingshan asked: "Are we going to stand here?"
"There's no one there anyway." Shang Yunze frowned slightly.
"Castle Master?" While the two were talking, a middle-aged man hurried over and said pleasantly, "It's really you."
"Uncle Sun." Shang Yunze asked, "Why is there no one in the backyard?"
"Originally, the servants were arranged to be on duty, but tonight's business is so good that there are not enough manpower, so all of them were sent to the front to help boil water and tea." Uncle Sun said, "Please forgive me, the castle master."
"Business is so good recently?" Shang Yunze said, "There is nothing abnormal in the account book."
"Not recently, just these two days." Uncle Sun said, "A big guest has come and has reserved this Piaoxiang Courtyard for two days."
"Is there any private room?" Shang Yunze asked.
"Of course it doesn't exist for others, the Castle Master is another matter." Uncle Sun said with a smile, "It's still the old place, it's always been empty."
Shang Yunze nodded, took Mu Qingshan's hand up the stairs.
"Secret the whole place, and listen to ditties day and night?" Mu Qingshan was a little puzzled.
"Why do you listen to it day and night." Shang Yunze laughed out loud, "It's just to try to be clean."
There are fruits, melon seeds and tea in the private room, which are reserved for the owner. Naturally, it is the best place. You can just look down to see the scene in the hall. Opposite is the small building where Qin Niang plays the piano. Yan Yan said with a smile, if he stays for a long time, his bones will probably be crisp.
Mu Qingshan said: "From now on, no one is allowed to come!"
"Promise." Shang Yunze raised his hand tactfully.
Mu Qingshan stretched his cheeks.
Shang Yunze had a bitter face, and said in a vague way: "Shouldn't you pinch me if you're not here?" Mu Qingshan angrily let go, and took the snack to eat by himself.
The singer is born with a good voice, crying like crying, as if she can bring people back to Jiangnan in March, when the song is over, someone applauds below, Mu Qingshan looked curiously, and saw that it was a woman in a brocade robe The middle-aged man does have the face of a rich man.
"Do you know him?" Mu Qingshan asked.
"I don't know." Shang Yunze added a cup of hot tea for him, just as a servant came in, he asked by the way: "Do you know who is the one who booked the room?"
"Returning to the castle owner, I don't know much about the younger ones." The servant said, "I only know that he seems to be a rich man from the east. He spends a lot of money, and I don't know where he has business. It's just that he spends a lot of money one after another. dance hall."
"Oh?" Shang Yunze became interested when he heard the words, "One after another, that is to say, all the fireworks places and song and dance workshops in the royal city have been taken turns by him?"
"Yes, he is really rich." The servant said, "This is our fifth house. It is said that we have booked the Hongxiu Building three days later, and there are still many queues in the future."
"... This person sounds so strange." Mu Qingshan was stunned.
"No, the big guys are all muttering." The servant said, "It was the first time I saw that I brought the music scores, and said that I only listened to these three pieces. I have never seen them before, and the girls rehearsed overnight. "
"Where's the score?" Shang Yunze asked.
"There is another handwritten copy, do you want the castle master?" The servants cleared the table.
Shang Yunze nodded: "Bring it to me."
"Okay, let's go now." The servant ran downstairs, and brought up a stack of papers after a while.
Shang Yunze flipped through it, and saw that it was really just three music scores, and the libretto was nothing more than Jiangnan Misty Rain's love for children, there was nothing unique about it, and there was no title.
"What's wrong?" Mu Qingshan asked.
"It's nothing, but I always feel something is wrong." Shang Yunze handed him the sheet music, "Put it away first."
Mu Qingshan nodded, and put the score into his arms.
Downstairs was still full of singing and dancing, the man in brocade seemed a little drunk, shaking his head with a folding fan, as if completely intoxicated by the music.
Mu Qingshan asked: "Do you want to go down and have a look?"
"No need for now. He will stay in the city for a while according to his attitude just now." Shang Yunze said, "Besides, you and I just think his behavior is weird, but we don't have any more clues, so it's unreasonable to rush there."
"Okay!" When the song was over, the man laughed and applauded, and asked his attendants to throw a few bolts of brocade onto the stage.
"Don't think about that for now." Shang Yunze hugged Mu Qingshan into his arms, "It's rare to come here and listen to the music."
"En." Mu Qingshan obediently agreed, listening to the song while eating snacks, feeling really... so sleepy, so within a short while, she lay on Shang Yunze's shoulder and fell asleep.
Shang Yunze chuckled, took a blanket to cover him, and patted his back lightly, but his eyes were fixed on the man below, and his brows also frowned slightly.
Although there were only three music scores, due to the proper arrangement, there were many tricks. After the last song was over, the man got drunk and went back to the guest room very happily.
Shang Yunze also hugged Mu Qingshan and returned to his residence in a carriage.
It was a stormy night.