After leaving the guest room, Qian Jianhuan patted his chest, "The Emperor is here too... How did I unknowingly spread this matter to the ears of Baihua Temple?"
The maid Yu'er who had just gone to the guest room asked her, "Master, do you want to spread this matter?"
Qian Jianhuan nodded, "In this way, the Baihua Temple will merge with our Linyue Building. In this way, we will be able to master more information inside the Demon Sect. When the time comes... we will destroy the Demon Sect in one fell swoop!"
Yu'er glanced at the direction of Yinxue's guest room, "If it weren't for the revenge of killing her father and the master's last wish, how could the young lady be reduced to a brothel girl like this?"
"You're in the world, you can't help yourself." Qian Jianhuan gave up.
Recalling the day her godfather brought her to see him, she had a cold temperament and was unsmiling. In order to avenge her father's murder, she learned the art of understanding people's hearts at the expense of her own appearance.
"Little leader, please be kind to my young lady in the future," Yu'er requested.
"That's right. When the demon sect is restored, I will definitely not treat her badly," Qian Jianhuan vowed.
I don't know if Rong Ji has rescued his senior brother. There has been no news at all in the past few days. Qian Jianhuan lay on the seventh floor and looked downstairs blankly.
Late at night, a carriage was walking on the street going back to the palace.
The moonlight shone on the earth, and the driver drove quietly. There were a lot of people nearby.
"Your Majesty, your sister is such a good princess, why do you want to be the boss of Linyue Tower and open a Chaoyang Restaurant?" Huan Yan asked tentatively in the car.
"Hahahahaha, you mean my god-sister?" Chi Yeheng couldn't help laughing.
"Why is the prince laughing?" Huan Yan was suddenly curious.
"My god-sister is one month old. When she catches treasures, she catches money. She has been obsessed with money since she was a child. She can't make her cry no matter what. If she throws in a few pieces of gold, she won't cry anymore. She will be happy when she sees the money." Chi Yehengren He couldn't help but laugh.
Huanyan couldn't help laughing after hearing this.
"It seems that the little princess is really cute. Your Highness and she are childhood sweethearts, right?" Huan Yan asked again.
"That's not true. She grew up in southern Xinjiang and is very wild," Chi Yeheng said.
Suddenly the carriage shook, and Huanyan fell into Chi Yeheng's arms. "Oh..."
A pair of almond eyes looked at Chi Yeheng and smiled shyly, making Chi Yeheng feel happy.
"Flower girl...are you okay?" Chi Yeheng refused to refuse anyone who came. He put his arms around Huan Yan's waist and asked with concern on his face, wishing she could stay in his arms for a while longer.
"I... feel a little dizzy..." Huanyan, who is the most beautiful among the seven beauties of the Baihua Temple, couldn't tell what Chi Yeheng was thinking, so he lay down on her and deliberately pressed her plump breasts against Chi Yeheng's. On the chest.
A hot-blooded seven-foot-tall man, the head of the courtesan of the Baihua Temple, who was all-powerful to the country, Chi Yeheng's heart was unbearably hot.
The moonlight is cold, but the market on the earth is still lively and noisy...
But no matter how busy Yang City was, Chi Yeheng could still hear his loud and powerful heartbeat, which made him very embarrassed... Huanyan raised her eyes and glanced at Chi Yeheng. Seeing her embarrassed and shy look, she seemed to hear her own heartbeat. Heartbeat...
The air became quiet but noisy, especially the increasingly erratic heartbeat. In order to cover up the embarrassing heartbeat, Chi Yeheng simply reached out and hooked Huanyan's chin, and gently kissed Huanyan... …
Huan Yan did not avoid it, which made Chi Yeheng, who was originally nervous, bold. He began to kiss crazily... and gradually began to plunder unscrupulously...
Huanyan was conflicted deep down, and she didn't know why, but she knew that Chi Yeheng wouldn't do anything out of the ordinary in the car.
All the way to the palace, Chi Yeheng's eyes gradually blurred, and his peach blossom eyes looked at Huan Yan with desire.
After getting out of the car, the breeze blew by, which made him even more hot. When Huan Yan came out, he hugged her into his house.
Late at night, the old prince had rested, and the butler came out to greet him.
"His Royal Highness is back?" The housekeeper came out and suddenly understood something when he saw the disheveled Huanyan in Chi Yeheng's arms. He blushed and followed obediently behind him.
Chi Yeheng directly carried Huan Yan into his room. When the housekeeper saw that the lights in the room were turned off, he avoided it with two servants.
Huan Yan, who was on the bed, knew that he might not be able to protect himself. Looking at Chi Yeheng who couldn't wait to take off his clothes, Huan Yan thought about Rong Ji's unrivaled beauty, cold and ascetic face.
"His Royal Highness...I..." Huanyan began to resist, she pushed Chi Yeheng away hard, and Liu Yeheng frowned slightly.
"What's wrong..." Chi Yeheng couldn't help but stopped untying her belt.
"You and I are not yet married...His Royal Highness...what do you think of me?" Huan Yan suddenly burst into tears.
Chi Yeheng stiffened and began to feel at a loss... "I... you... don't cry..." Chi Yeheng stood up and put on his clothes.
"Your Majesty..." Huan Yan felt extremely aggrieved for no apparent reason and began to cry...
"Young lady, I'm offended... I will propose our marriage to my father tomorrow morning." Chi Yeheng was at a loss and began to wipe Huan Yan's tears.
"I...I sleep on the floor..." Chi Yeheng made a bunk on the ground after saying that.
Huanyan thought that if she slept, she would get a better reputation, but she still regretted it at the critical moment. Rongji left without saying goodbye, fearing that only the princess knew where he went.
The two of them were on one bed and the other under the bed, with different thoughts. One was thinking about how to get together and how to propose marriage, the other was thinking about how to get the roster, and there were other men.
"Your Majesty, are you asleep?" In the middle of the night, Huan Yan tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. It seemed that Chi Yeheng wasn't asleep either.
"No, what about you?" Chi Yeheng replied.
"I was wondering if there are any portraits in the prince's study. Although both my parents are dead, my family makes a living by selling paintings," Huan Yan tentatively said. She knew that the prince's study was not accessible at will.
"Do you want to see the portrait? What kind of flower portrait do you like?" Chi Yeheng asked with concern without doubting it.
"What portraits are there in the prince's study..." Huan Yan continued to ask.
"My father's study has the most paintings of people, especially portraits of women... Although I can't remember what the people in the paintings look like, I went there once when I was a child and accidentally knocked over the bookshelf, and many of the paintings fell on the floor. It's the woman in the painting," Chi Yeheng recalled.
"What a coincidence, my parents used to sell portraits... I really want to go to the prince's study..." Huan Yan was a little frustrated.
"If you want to go, I can take you to the study secretly, as an apology," Chi Yeheng replied.
Huanyan nodded, "Thank you, Your Majesty," turned over and fell asleep.
She thought about leaving the palace after entering the prince's study and getting the roster. After all, how could she, Huan Yan, marry a man she didn't love.
I didn't know Rong Ji before. She only succeeded in doing the missions because of her beauty. Although she had practiced the art of charm, she had been traveling in the world for many years, and Hua Yi was always around to give advice during each mission, so she was not ready to sell her body to complete the mission.
This time Hua Yi went to Guanchuan Town to investigate the cause of Qianmian Poison Lord's death. She could only rely on herself. Unless it was absolutely necessary, she would not make an exception and use the charm technique, unless the man was Rong Ji...
