They were too close.
Her black hair swept up to his chin, tickling him like a cat's claws. He felt like there were bugs crawling all over his body, and it was uncomfortably itchy.
"Ye Jinxiao, stay away from me." The man's low voice suddenly became hoarse.
Ye Jinxiao wanted to give him two mallets.
The cabinet was small to begin with, and the two of them had to squeeze in to hide it. She couldn't even raise her head, so how could she stay away from him?
"How about you go out and say hello to your fourth brother?"
You can't hide in the closet and watch live sex.
She's here to do something.
Chu Yuci remained silent, "I won't go."
A majestic king, but he is hiding in a closet, hiding in a brothel. If these words were spread, what would they look like?
Ye Jinxiao deliberately choked him: "Tsk, you even married me, are you still afraid of embarrassment?"
"..."
This sentence of killing a thousand enemies and damaging oneself by eight hundred successfully choked Chu Yuci.
This woman.
Really...
Need to clean up.
Bang!
Suddenly there was a sound of kicking on the door. The two stopped bickering and looked out from the gap. They saw a charming young lady wearing an exquisite skirt running in:
"Brother Xiaoyao! I don't believe you are so heartless."
Miss Jiao looked at this obscene scene and her eyes turned red with anger:
"You obviously hugged me yesterday and said you wanted to marry me!"
King Xiaoyao has three women in his arms, and he is so busy that he can hardly touch them. How can he have time to take care of her?
"Eh? Are you... Miss Lin? Or Miss Yang? Oh~~ I remembered, you are Miss Wei."
"..."
"Sorry, there are too many people to marry. You are wearing clothes today, and I almost didn't recognize you."
"..."
Miss Jiao covered her face angrily and ran away crying.
Ye Jinxiao, who witnessed the whole process, clicked his tongue: "..."
six!
Walking among the flowers, not a single leaf touches me, Xiaoyao Wangguo is truly worthy of his reputation!
After Miss Jiao left, the three women cuddled up to the man flatteringly, with their charming eyes and red lips, "Young Master..."
King Xiaoyao suddenly pushed them away.
"Sir, you..."
"Everyone, please stand down. Don't let me tell you a second time." He raised a few banknotes in his hand.
Women are jealous when they see money. Although they feel a little regretful that they cannot serve such a handsome young man, who can have trouble with money?
He quickly grabbed the banknote, stuffed it into his plump collar with a smile, and left obediently.
After the three people left, King Xiaoyao also stood up and left.
Quietness returned to the house.
The cabinet behind the screen was pushed open softly, and two figures emerged.
call--
The space was so narrow that I almost couldn't hold it in.
Ye Jinxiao held his waist and relaxed his muscles: "Your fourth brother is quite ruthless. He will fall out whenever he wants. I don't know how many peach blossom debts he has incurred."
Chu Yuci pursed her thin lips.
Emperor Nanyuan didn't have any laws that stipulated that princes were not allowed to visit brothels. Moreover, it was already known to everyone that Prince Xiaoyao had no interest in government affairs and only loved love affairs. Even the emperor ignored him.
"Aren't you looking for someone?"
He walked to the window and glanced out.
"Each of the private rooms on the third floor is very private and there are few people. If you walk around in the corridor, you will be easily discovered."
He patted the window sill: "Go here."
On the waistline outside the third floor, there are small ditches built to dredge rainwater from the eaves, connecting each box, and the windows of each box are open.
Look for it from outside and get twice the result with half the effort.
Ye Jinxiao came over.
The small pavilion is square in shape, with an open space in the middle and surrounded by private rooms. You only need to go around the third floor to find all the private rooms.
She raised her hand and pointed to the left.
Chu Yuci nodded knowingly, turned out quickly, and looked to the right.
The two soldiers divided into two groups and spread out, using the cover of the night as they groped quietly.
Some boxes are empty, some are chatting and drinking tea, and some are having fun.
While sneaking through a dark box, a low and cold voice came from inside:
"I've heard of... the name..."
"Within three days...there will be work..."
The candlelight was dim, the bead curtains were embellished, and behind the hollow screen with carved patterns, a man was holding a sword, and another man took out the cloth bag from his arms and held it in both hands to offer it.
A big hand with distinct joints took the cloth bag.
The hand was very white, as thin as a dead person. The blue tendons on the back of the hand were clearly visible, and the fingers were thin and long, like carved fakes.
The box was dark, and Ye Jinxiao couldn't see anything clearly. He could only hear the deliberately suppressed conversation.
Holding on to the edge of the window, I wanted to see the face of the person connecting, but I accidentally stepped on half a tile.
Snapped!
"Who's out there!"
The two were extremely vigilant and immediately ran to the window with swords in hand, but there was a cold wind outside and there was no suspicious person.
This is the third floor. The tiles cannot break by themselves. There must be something fishy!
"Chase!"
The two of them turned around and rushed out of the window.
"Cough, cough..." Behind the carved hollow screen, the man coughed weakly. He covered his lips with his pale knuckles and coughed up blood from his hand.
The dark red blood, which was slightly black, dripped on his alluring red robe, making it redder and more dazzling.
"The poison is acting up again?"
The door was pushed open, Xiaoyao Wang closed the folding fan, quickly ran to the man in red, and held his skinny arm.
"Cough, cough...it's okay, I'm used to it."
The man in red wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and slowly raised a pair of coquettish red and phoenix eyes. His face was unmistakable and even more beautiful than a woman's.
His dark eyes glanced at the box wrapped in old cloth next to him.
"Two guests came just now. They want Princess Yu's life. They are sincere."
King Xiaoyao frowned.
He grabbed the box, took a look at the contents, closed it immediately, and threw it back in disgust.
"That's the fifth daughter-in-law of our family. Don't make any money."
The man in red gave a deep laugh: "As far as I know, King Yu doesn't like her. Wouldn't eradicating her fulfill King Yu's wishes?"
"..."
Outside, the night was falling.
Several figures quickly intertwined and ran in the night. The night wind was rustling, and the leaves were dry. On the deserted side street, two black figures came very quickly, blocking the woman's way.
"How dare you come!"
The two of them held swords, with murderous intent bursting from their brows:
"I couldn't kill you yesterday. Let's see where you run today!"
Ye Jinxiao turned his hand and took out the scalpel, "Who are you?"
"The living King of Hell will take your life!"
The stern voice fell, and the two men raised their swords and attacked fiercely, with murderous intent and fierceness.
Ye Jinxiao managed to survive more than a dozen blows from the two of them. Her arms were still injured and it was difficult to resist. The attacks became more and more difficult and she was forced to retreat step by step.
The two wielded their swords and attacked more and more fiercely.
She retreated continuously, becoming more and more passive.
His arm was numb from the wind of the palm, so numb that he could hardly hold the scalpel.
At the critical moment, a deep voice suddenly sounded from behind:
"Lower your head!"
Ye Jinxiao almost didn't think much, and subconsciously bent down. At the same time, an extremely cold sound of breaking through the air brushed against his scalp.
Poof!
The silver light suddenly appeared cold and penetrated directly through the assassin's body, nailing him to the wall.
Blood splattered on her face.
She stroked her cheek and looked back, only to see Chu Yuci stepping over the wall and flying down. He was wearing an ink robe dyed with the cold night and brushed against her:
"Hide behind me."
