genius prostitute

Chapter 80 The wedding night, not the lover (2)
She stretched out a hand to shake Chu Ziyuan.

"My lord is drunk." Zhan Xing helped Chu Ziyuan up, looked at his chaotic and flushed cheeks and let out a soft cry.

"I'm fine." Chu Ziyuan opened his eyelids, trying to keep his voice calm.

"Princess, ask the subordinates to send the prince to the side room to rest. The prince vomited badly after being drunk, and he is afraid that the new house will be dirty." Zhan Xing said with a frown.

"Princess!" After hearing Zhan Xing's words, Princess Changle hadn't said anything yet, but the dozen or so guards beside her cried out in surprise, and looked at Princess Changle expectantly.

Zhan Xing was shocked, he couldn't help but glanced at them, and saw the burning in their eyes.

It is conceivable how Princess Changle is lying on the bed now. Although she is covered by a quilt, the dazzling whiteness that is exposed proves that she has no clothes on at all.

I am embarrassed to stare at her too much, but these guards are so bold!

Are the legends true?
After entering the Donglin Palace, when they saw that all the guards in the Changle Palace had good looks, the people in the Eight Princes' Palace had their own thoughts and guesses.

But he never expected that these guards would be so blatant... Charm Lord!
Immediately, his eyes sank, he pretended not to hear what they said, and asked Princess Changle anxiously: "Princess..."

Princess Changle looked at Chu Ziyuan's face, slightly shocked, and nodded: "Okay then, you take Ziyuan down first, tonight's bridal chamber can't do it, let's make it up tomorrow."

Looking at the dozen or so guards, she frowned and said, "You all step back."

Disappointment appeared on the faces of the guards, but they didn't show it, and agreed to retreat.

Among them, the one who walked at the end was a rather sturdy young man with a tall figure and handsome features. He closed the door and stood in front of the room.

Princess Changle turned off the light to sleep, and was in a daze when a man coughed from time to time outside the door, as expected of that appearance, even the voice was very sexy and nice.

Princess Changle turned over and finally couldn't help shouting: "Amin, come in."

Called A Ming pushed open the door, in the darkness, with a triumphant smile on the corner of his mouth, he touched it.

"Princess, do you need a subordinate to wait on you?" Amin's voice became more ambiguous.

Princess Changle blushed, but all her desires were aroused, and her voice became light, "Amin, this is not the first time, you know what I like."

"Of course." After Amin climbed onto the bed, he took off all his clothes at some point, turned into a ferocious beast, threw his naked and fiery body onto Princess Changle, and whispered in her ear, "Princess, this subordinate will definitely make you want I want to die."

"Yeah." Princess Lang of Changle snorted, "Keep your voice down... ah..."

In the side room, a man was sitting on a big pear wood bed hung with purple gauze.

Still wearing a red robe, it was Chu Ziyuan.

His brows and eyes were clear, he did not seem to be drunk, and his face was unusually ugly.

In the next room, there was the sound of "squeaks and squeaks" from the bed boards. It was obvious that the situation was very hot, and from time to time, it was mixed with the man's obscene and unbearable language and the woman's moaning.

"A dignified princess is worse than a prostitute!" Chu Ziyuan said coldly.

"My lord, is it time to act?" Zhan Xing asked.

If there are really so many male prostitutes in this palace, then when Chu Ziyuan comes, he will definitely give him a blow!Otherwise, where would he have the right to speak in front of Princess Changle?
Thinking of his majestic status as a king, and actually "competing for favor" with a few lowly Israeli servants, Chu Ziyuan's heart was full of anger!
If there is no family hatred or grievance at this time, he will immediately demolish the Changle Palace with his sword!

But, it can't be, after the death of his mother and concubine, he became a unrepentant prince, if he couldn't bear it, how could he make such a big deal?
"Go!" A cold and heartless voice sounded from the side room.

In the new house pasted with the red double happiness characters, two wedding candles as thick as a baby's arm had just been burned out, and the incense ashes fell on the table.

Inside the five-fold red gauze luan tent, there were heart-warming voices one after another.

"Squeak!" The door of the outer room was pushed open, and a group of chaotic footsteps poured into the room.

"Princess, the lord is awake." When Zhan Xing's voice came in, Princess Changle turned pale with fright, and hurriedly took the quilt to cover up the beauty of the bed.

But Chu Ziyuan had already strode to the bed, pulled off the bed veil, and the eagle's phoenix eyes shot out a frightening light.

The candles in the room were ignited one by one, and the whole new house was suddenly lit up. Inside the red silk tent, a pair of scantily clad men and women fell into everyone's eyes.

"Hiss—" The guards who followed in took a breath of air.

No matter how calm Princess Changle was, her face turned pale from panic at this moment.

After all, what she was facing was not someone else, but Chu Ziyuan, the husband with whom she would bridal chamber tonight.

With one hand, Chu Ziyuan picked up Amin and threw him on the ground.

"Bold slave, how dare you do such a shameful thing!" Zhan Xing ignored the impact of the scene in front of him, shouted coldly, and grabbed A Ming who was about to run away.

"Bang!" With a crisp sound, the door of the new house was closed.

The guards of Princess Changle felt something was wrong and wanted to go out, but the guards of the Eight Princes' Mansion tightly guarded the door.

Chu Ziyuan sat down on the Grand Master's chair coldly, and said, "You know what will happen to such a stubborn slave, Zhan Xing."

When he said this, he didn't even glance at Princess Changle.

Princess Changle wrapped her body in the brocade quilt, her face was blood red.

Although she loves men, it doesn't mean that she is used to being bumped into by a group of men in this situation, and still ignores them like this. She also feels humiliated.

"Yes!" Zhan Xing's facial muscles twisted slightly, he pulled out the long sword from his waist, and the sharp blade flew out with a "swish".

"Ah—" Amin cried out in pain and fell to the ground.

I saw a bloody nose cut on the ground.

These guards of Princess Changle are like flowers raised in a greenhouse, they have never seen such a bloody scene, and they are all shocked.

As for Zhanxing, after deliberately pausing for a long time, he cut down again.

The ears, eyes, and arms were cut off one by one, and soon, Amin was left with only his body and head. There was silence in the new house. Princess Changle's face was as pale as a piece of paper, and her body was trembling uncontrollably.

This was also the first time she had seen such a cruel death.

What's more, Amin is not dead yet.

Some of her guards were so frightened that they fell limply on the ground, and some managed to stand up, but their legs kept shaking, so that there was a slight sound of the door panel shaking from time to time.

"Hmm..." Amin moaned beyond recognition, blood was all over the ground, and the bright red blood man added a strange enchantment to the big red wedding room.

A frenzied joy flashed across Chu Ziyuan's deep phoenix eyes, which quickly disappeared.

He stood up, opened his thin lips lightly, and ordered coldly: "Soak this bloody man in a wine jar and see if he can live for a few days."

His voice was low, but it sounded extremely clearly in the new house.

Around, no one dared to make a slight sound.

Everyone had a fearful expression on their faces, and they tried to move their bodies closer to the dark place so as not to attract Chu Ziyuan's attention.

Although they are all masters of martial arts, they also know that they are no match for the guards of the Eight Princes' Mansion.

Chu Ziyuan smiled coldly and walked away.

Princess Changle didn't dare to call out, her whole body was trembling constantly, her eyes were dull and her expression was terrifying.

Zhan Xing's brows trembled a few times, and the same trembling hand finally let go of the sword that had been held for a long time. He made a wrong hand and threw the blood sword on the ground in disgust.Following Chu Ziyuan, the guards from the Eight Princes' Mansion stepped forward to carry him.

Although his hands were stained with countless blood, it was Zhanxing's first time to do such a cruel method of killing tonight.So much so that he lost the sword that had followed him for more than ten years; so much so that he was having nightmares all night...

As for Changning Palace, there was silence, and the candles in the new house burned all night until dawn.

When he got up early the next day and saw Chu Ziyuan again, he finished dressing and went into his new house to invite Princess Changle to go to Suiyang Palace to meet the Lord Donglin.

His face was fair and clean, as gentle as ever, but Princess Changle never dared to look at him like before.The towering figure was supported by him intimately, and he got into the sedan chair and left.

In the palace, the Prince Regent, Yun Ziluo, Chu Hanlin and his wife have all arrived.

Chu Ziyuan stretched his brows and eyes, and Xi Niang filled the delicate box with a smile and handed it to the elderly nanny next to the Lord of Donglin. The nanny opened the box and inspected it, and immediately smiled so much that her eyes narrowed together.

"Congratulations princess, congratulations son-in-law!"

Princess Changle's face was sullen, but she still had to force a smile and accept the blessing.

She knew that she couldn't tell her father what happened last night, because her father had warned her that she would have to restrain herself after she got married.

And last night, it was my first mistake.

What's more, they tested the Luohong cloth in front of so many people, the Luohong cloth is fake, no matter what, they have absolutely no position to argue with Ziyuan.

Seeing a trace of fatigue in his beloved daughter's brows and eyes, Lord Donglin thought she was tired, and her smile became more kind, and ordered the maid to help her to rest in the back hall.

Chu Ziyuan, on the other hand, sat under Donglin Monarch, drinking tea and chatting with everyone. His position at this time was one step higher than Chu Hanlin's.

If one were to say that the most aggrieved person in the hall, it would probably be Chu Hanlin.

Chu Ziyuan's eyes fell on Yun Ziluo who was beside the Northern Emperor. The woman's complexion was like snow, her eyebrows were clear and clean, and she was also looking at him.

Upon receiving the woman's indifferent gaze, Chu Ziyuan's whole body was shaken, and he immediately lifted up his depressed spirit.

An hour later, the Regent got up and said to the Lord Donglin: "Your Majesty, the Eighth Prince's wedding is over, and we have to go back to Qi Xia."

Lord Donglin was a little surprised: "Going back to the country so early? Why don't you stay in Lin'an for a few more days?"

A smile appeared on the regent's handsome face, and he said: "Xiao Wang is busy with political affairs, and has been staying in your country for several days. The road is also high and the water is far away, so we have to start."

The Northern Emperor smiled and said: "Yes, I will go back to Qi Xia with my granddaughter, old man, I will not eat and drink for nothing with you."

As soon as these words came out, the corners of Yun Ziluo's mouth twitched slightly.

There was a faint smile on the regent's brows, but in the depths of his phoenix eyes, there was a gloomy streak.

Thinking about it, the "two-person world" he and Luo Er had been together was about to be broken.With such an old guy next to Luo Er, he felt very restrained.

After returning to the post house, I packed my luggage, got into the carriage, and drove to Lin'an Ximen.

Because of the Northern Emperor, the Donglin King personally led the courtiers out of the palace and saw them off at the west gate.

(End of this chapter)