Crazy! Crazy batch of chief ministers reduced to subordinates

Chapter 49 A night banquet full of revenge
  Beisheng was sitting alone in the private room. After a while, Yan Qing came in and said, "It has been arranged. Guangxin is watching from the dark. There is nothing abnormal for the time being."

Beisheng asked: "Where is my sister?"

Yan Qing said: "The eldest girl was stopped by several drinkers arranged by Guangxin and has not yet entered."

"You go and keep an eye on it, and then let my sister in when it gets busy inside. Don't let any accidents happen." Beisheng said.

"Yes." Yan Qing withdrew again.

The one where King Leping went was the East Pavilion, which was the largest, brightest and liveliest place in Zuixian Tower.

There are no windows everywhere, the view is wide, and drums are playing continuously inside. The girls lightly stretch their cloud sleeves, twist their waists, and dance gracefully. People outside listen to the music and watch the dance gather around.

King Leping was lying on the couch. One of the girls was feeding him fruit, and another one came forward to feed him wine mouth to mouth. As soon as the aroma of the wine mixed with the fragrance of the girl's teeth entered his throat, Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes with satisfaction.

There were also a few people who pinched and massaged the legs, making Xiao Yi feel numb all over. His eyes were blurred for a while, and Xiao Yi's eyes were firmly locked on the girl in front of him, as if he wanted to carve her face into his heart.

Usually, I don't feel any special interest when being served by them, but today it is different. I feel like I have drifted into a fairyland, my worries are gone, and I actually feel a bit of a graceful dizziness.

It seemed that the music was more pleasant and the beauties were more beautiful. The cold wind blowing from the window did not make him feel cool, but made him feel even hotter. He just wanted to take those graceful dancers into his arms and let them surrender under his arms. .

A slender hand reached out to caress his cheek, and slowly and tentatively slid it to his chest, then to his waist, and tugged on the long belt around his waist. The flap opened, revealing a white and strong chest.

No matter how debauched Xiao Yi was, he would never take off his clothes and expose his belly in public. For some reason today, he seemed to be expecting the girls to ravage him even more.

She squinted her eyes drunkenly, got up from the couch, and in full view of everyone, she held the girl in her arms and caressed her...

Nanyin was stunned. The two men who had just stopped in front of her to tease her left at some point. Her mind went blank, only staring at the fragrant scene in the pavilion.

The dance music became more energetic, cheering for the man who was lying on the woman's body and fighting fiercely. The screams of the hecklers outside the pavilion were endless, but Xiao Yi acted as if there was no one around.

The girls who were already in love were all swarming on Xiao Yi like mosquitoes and flies, trying to squeeze out every drop of blood from him like a pack of wolves.

Nanyin stood outside the pavilion, her chest felt like she had been punched hard, and she was so choked that she couldn't breathe. She stayed there for an unknown amount of time, and she didn't come back to her senses until her fingers hurt.

The backs of both hands were scratched by his long armor, and blood oozed out.

The scene in front of Xiao Yi became distorted. The laughter of the girls made him even more excited. The drums inside the pavilion and the shouts outside the pavilion became war drums to cheer him on, making him work harder and more powerfully. …

He couldn't tell whether the people in his arms were crying or laughing. He regarded them as their greedy demands, while he was willing to give selflessly.

Nanyin closed her eyes tightly, frowned so much that it hurt, and squatted on the ground in a daze.

She staked her future on Xiao Yi, and in today's scene, it seemed that the dissipation she heard about from others and the dissipation she saw with her own eyes were not the same kind of dissipation.

The arm-in-arms and flirting with those girls that she could not stand in the past were insignificant in today's situation.

The castle in her heart collapsed and could no longer be repaired.

Yan Qing walked to her side and said loudly: "Miss, Miss, I have been waiting for you for a long time!"

Nanyin seemed as if he hadn't heard anything. He wanted to stand up but his legs and feet were sore. Yan Qing helped her, and Nan Yin walked out blankly as if she had lost her soul.

Yan Qing looked upstairs, and Bei Sheng leaned on the railing and nodded to him.

Yan Qing sent Nan Yin out of Zuixian Tower.

The cold wind blew, and Nan Yin only woke up for three minutes. She looked back at the brightly lit Zuixian Tower, and felt a little lonely in her heart. She murmured to Yan Qing: "Tell Beisheng that I'm not feeling well. I'm going back first and let her have fun. You'd rather not have such a big restaurant."

"Yes."

Chang Yue was waiting nearby in a carriage. Yan Qing waved to him, and Chang Yue drove the carriage to Nan Yin. Yan Qing watched Nan Yin get on the carriage before entering Zuixian Tower.

Beisheng leaned on the railing and looked expressionlessly at the carnival in the attic. I wonder if this time, she can break up the alliance between Nanyin and King Leping, so that the prince will have one less enemy.

Nanyin should also see clearly that her future should not be staked on a romantic person.

The corners of Beisheng's lips raised, she smiled, turned around and went downstairs, but she didn't catch a glimpse of a tall man standing on the railing opposite, staring at her blankly.

Pu Ran walked up to Lang Zhuo and said in a low voice: "I just checked and someone drugged the drink in the east attic."

Lang Zhuo's eyes followed Bei Sheng and he frowned.

How brave is she to let the dignified King Leping have a grand erotic night banquet in Zuixian Tower? Why would a daughter of her boudoir do this?
  He turned around and said: "You closed the house earlier and evacuated all the guests. Don't tell anyone about what you saw tonight. The girls who served King Leping tonight..."

Lang Zhuo curled up his hand and reluctantly said: "Kill, don't leave any one alive. Find out the drugged traitor and leave it to me to deal with!"

"Yes." Pu Ran responded in a low voice with a look of fear on his face.

Lang Zhuo quickly went downstairs and walked outside the door of Zuixian Tower.

A young boy walked up to Lang Zhuo, bowed and held an empty plate in his hand, and said softly: "Sir Lang, Miss Puran said that she has something to send to you, please come upstairs."

Lang Zhuo looked stern, this guy has a Shengle accent!

He had just met Boran, how could he still ask him to come up? This person was deceitful!

Lang Zhuo stared at him, and time stood still for a moment. The boy suddenly raised his head, and the empty plate in his hand fell to the ground. A short dagger slipped from his sleeve, and he stabbed Lang Zhuo in his hand!

"Suffer to death!"

Lang Zhuo leaned back, and the dagger grazed his ear.

When the first blow failed, the boy came back a second time and stabbed Lang Zhuo in the shoulder.

Ao Feng and Qing Yang chased him from the darkness, and the young man ran away.

"grown ups!"

"Leave me alone, chase!"

……

Nan Yin drove away the carriage, and Bei Sheng had no place to sit in the carriage, so he and Yan Qing had to stroll around the streets.

The cold wind blew the curtains, and Beisheng took off his curtain hat and held it in his hand. I’m going to Runing soon. It’s great to see the night view of the capital.

But she never expected that a bit of coldness hit her neck. When she realized it, she was already being held in someone's arms, and a shiny dagger was placed on her neck.

who? Who wants to harm her?
  Nanyin? Or King Leping?

Could it be that they discovered her conspiracy and sent someone to take revenge?
  (End of this chapter)