"Your Majesty is really greedy for food. He is just messing around with a little girl here, and if he talks about it, he won't be afraid of losing the face of Uncle Sinan's house."
There was another familiar voice. Shen Qingyun looked around and saw Yang Cong looking at the two of them with a smile.
"Is it you?" Shen Qingyun was a little surprised.
"Why, it's been so long since we last met, and the prince doesn't remember me anymore?"
"You go down first." Shen Qingyun raised his hand, Qiaoer understood, bowed to each of them and left quickly.
"I don't have a very good memory, and not all cats and dogs are worthy of my attention."
Yang Cong was not angry, and chuckled: "Young Master, you don't have to use your words. After all, I am also your cousin."
Shen Qingyun raised his eyebrows, "It seems that Lao Qi was too gentle last time."
"Hmph." Yang Cong couldn't help but snort, remembering the last time he was thrown out by Zhong Qi by the scruff of his neck.
"Why did you come to Zhou Mansion?" Shen Qingyun asked with a frown.
Yang Cong smiled and said: "The Zhou Mansion is holding a banquet today, and I am naturally here to attend it. Why, only you, the crown prince, are allowed to come, but not me?"
"If I had known you were coming, I wouldn't have come. It's really unlucky." Shen Qingyun shook his head, then his expression darkened, and he whispered: "What happened last time, I didn't come to you, not because I was afraid of you. , you'd better stop hanging around in front of my eyes."
"Oh?" Yang Cong sneered: "If the prince is not afraid, why can't he shrink away?"
Shen Qingyun's expression changed slightly when he heard this. Did this person really think that my lack of reaction was because I was afraid of him?
"Sometimes, I still envy you."
"Huh?" Yang Cong asked curiously: "Why does the prince envy me?"
"Of course...stupid enough!" Shen Qingyun said in a long voice: "Stupidity is actually nothing, but being stupid unconsciously can lead to bad things."
"You..." Yang Cong's expression froze and he gritted his teeth and said, "Does the Crown Prince think he is very smart?"
"That's not true." Shen Qingyun chuckled, "If we get along well, maybe I will respect you three points, but if you want to kill me, then we can only be enemies."
"The prince is the legitimate eldest son of Uncle Sinan, but with this status, we cannot get along with him."
"Well said." Shen Qingyun stroked his hands and chuckled, "For the sake of my aunt carrying the Shen family's flesh and blood, forget what happened last time, but if there is a next time, you'd better kill me. , otherwise, you will lose your life."
"Hmph." Yang Cong snorted heavily, "The Crown Prince is too confident."
"You can try it."
Shen Qingyun said coldly: "If you want to kill people, my men are much more convenient than you. My aunt is pregnant, so I can't touch her, but who do you think you are? The Yang family in Xiping? Ha, this is Liangzhou City. "
After saying that, Shen Qingyun turned and left, leaving a blushing Yang Cong gnashing his teeth.
"Shen Qingyun!" Yang Cong said bitterly, "I must kill you."
Back in the hall, many guests have arrived.
When Zhou Bing saw Shen Qingyun coming back, he immediately stepped forward, "Brother Shen is back, come with me quickly..."
Zhou Bing pulled Shen Qingyun forward and saw a group of beautiful young women standing side by side.
"What does it mean to lose Xu Qiao'er?" Zhou Bing waved and laughed, "These are all my new beauties. Brother Shen, you can choose. Whoever you like will warm Brother Shen's bed tonight."
Shen Qingyun smiled and said, "Brother Zhou, you're welcome."
I don’t care whether you can survive tonight. Is it too much for me to enjoy your woman anymore?
Zhou Bing laughed and said, "I didn't entertain Brother Shen well last time, but I always remembered it. If Brother Shen likes it, I'll go to Zhuangzi later."
Well...that's not impossible.
"I'm afraid these vulgar and vulgar powders are still not eye-catching."
Zhou Bing turned around after hearing this and saw Yang Cong arriving. He smiled and said, "Brother Yang is here, please come over quickly."
"Brother Shen, this is Young Master Yang, my new friend. Brother Yang, this is Brother Shen, the eldest son of Uncle Sinan."
Zhou Bing introduced the two of them, while Shen Qingyun and Yang Cong looked at each other with shallow smiles on their faces.
"Shen Qingyun, Crown Prince Shen, was struck by thunder." Yang Cong bowed slightly.
"Young Master Yang, you look so strange." Shen Qingyun chuckled.
Zhou Bing chuckled and said, "Brother Yang is from the Yang family in Xiping. He came to Liangzhou to visit relatives. We felt like old friends at first sight. These beauties were gifts from Brother Yang."
Nonsense, the person you are looking for is my relative, don’t I know?
Shen Qingyun shook his head secretly, feeling wary.
Although he didn't pay much attention to Yang Cong's affairs, Yang Cong had been in Liangzhou City for so long, and even Zhou Bing didn't know his identity. He probably hid it on purpose and got close to Zhou Bing on purpose. I'm afraid he wasn't holding anything back.
Needless to say, it must be directed at myself.
"The Yang family in Xiping is a big family. I didn't expect Brother Yang to be from such a prominent family. It's really disrespectful." Shen Qingyun gave a bad smile.
"Your Majesty, you're welcome. In Liangzhou City, the world must be yours."
"hehe..."
Zhou Bing naturally did not hear the agility in the conversation between the two, but warmly greeted them to sit down.
Zhou Bing is a dissolute person. He said it was a banquet, but in fact it was just a silver party.
Except for the maids waiting behind them, the women present could be said to be looming, with their clothes barely covering their bodies.
It's just that this time, Shen Qingyun is much better than last time. Although he is still hugging him from left to right, he doesn't feel much in his heart.
Now that he knew Qiaoer was here, the banquet would not end happily, and Shen Qingyun was looking forward to it.
"The prince seems not to be in high spirits." Yang Cong stepped forward and said to Shen Qingyun.
"Didn't Young Master Yang say that? These vulgar and vulgar powders can't even catch my eye."
"Haha..." Yang Cong sneered: "Isn't it easy for the prince to want a beautiful wife like a flower? As long as the prince opens his mouth, I can find any kind of beauty for you."
"Brother Yang is very kind, thank you very much."
Yang Cong glanced at Shen Qingyun, then turned to look at Zhou Bing, feeling slightly anxious.
If these two people don't get together, it's really not easy to start.
While Yang Cong was deep in thought, a servant of Zhou Mansion whispered softly into Zhou Bing's ear.
Zhou Bing nodded slightly after hearing this, and then said to Shen Qingyun: "I have prepared a good show for Brother Shen, Brother Shen, please."
"A good show?" Shen Qingyun raised his eyebrows slightly, "Then I want to see it."
The two were about to stand up when Yang Cong saw this and glanced at the half-dressed woman next to Zhou Bing. The woman understood and threw herself on Zhou Bing with a sweet smile.
"Sir, let's have another drink."
With the soft fragrance in his arms, Zhou Bing naturally did not refuse. He raised his head and drank a cup, patted the woman gently, and said with a lewd smile: "Wait, I will be back soon."
With that said, Zhou Bing said to everyone: "Enjoy yourselves, I'll excuse you for a moment."
Zhou Bing took Shen Qingyun to the backyard and saw Qiaoer's father trapped on the stone pillar of the pavilion in the middle of the yard. His upper body was naked and shivering. His mouth was sealed and he could only make a whining sound.
"Snapped!"
Zhou Bing stepped forward without saying a word, snatched the whip from the servant's hand and whipped him.
After several blows, the skin was torn open and blood overflowed, but it quickly solidified.
"Is this the good show that Brother Zhou has prepared for me?" Shen Qingyun looked a little intolerable.
Zhou Bing said with a smile: "The old guy is very tough. Why don't Brother Shen come and give him a few blows?"
"No need, I'm a very clean person and I can't see blood." Of course Shen Qingyun refused.
"Ha ha..."
Zhou Bingzheng smiled happily, but suddenly his body swayed, and he felt like the world was spinning, and he fell to the ground.
"Sir..."
"Brother Zhou?"
Shen Qingyun and the other servants were shocked, and the two servants quickly stepped forward to help Zhou Bing up.
"What's wrong with Brother Zhou?" Shen Qingyun asked.
The two of them checked and said with some hesitation and suspicion: "Young Master, he is asleep."
"Asleep?" Shen Qingyun was stunned. Are you blind or am I blind? Are you fucking asleep?
Does he usually sleep like this?
"Nonsense, why don't you help your young master in quickly and call for a doctor?"
"Yes, yes..." Everyone suddenly understood and responded quickly.
Zhou Bing was carried away. Shen Qingyun glanced at the old man who was still tied up, frowned and said: "Take him down first and lock him in the woodshed behind."
Zhou Bing was not around, Shen Qingyun was quite good at talking, and the servants agreed simply.
"It's good to be young, just fall asleep."
Shen Qingyun shook his head and chuckled, but his steps were brisk.
Zhou Bing had obviously been tricked. Shen Qingyun's first reaction was that it must have been Qiaoer.
I don't know if Qiaoer administered the sweat medicine or poison. If it was the sweat medicine, he would have to hit him again. If it was a lethal poison... Zhou Bing didn't look like he was poisoned, so it was probably the sweat medicine or something like that.
No matter what kind of medicine it is, whether it's a last-hit shot or not, Qiao'er probably won't be able to save her father.
Only Shen Qingyun came.
Back in the hall, Shen Qingyun whispered to Zhong Qi to go to the rescue. Zhong Qi took the order and left, and Shen Qingyun returned to his place.
When Yang Cong, who had been observing Shen Qingyun, saw Shen Qingyun coming back alone, he asked, "Why don't you see Master Zhou coming back?"
Shen Qingyun said: "Master Zhou is too drunk and has already stopped."
"Oh?" Yang Cong pretended to be surprised, "The master is not here, what should I do?"
"You should eat and drink. Why are you so anxious, Brother Yang?"
It will take time for Zhong Qi to take action, and Shen Qingyun will have to stay for a while.
Yang Cong nodded and smiled: "The Crown Prince is right. Even if Brother Zhou is not here, isn't the Crown Prince still here? Come on, let me give the Crown Prince a drink."
"Um?"
Yang Cong was so enthusiastic, Shen Qingyun was wary, but he didn't notice anything unusual. Just as he was about to raise his glass, a subtle voice came from behind him.
Shen Qingyun thought he heard wrongly and turned around to take a look, only to see Qiaoer standing behind him holding a wine bottle and not making any movement.
"What's wrong with the prince?" Yang Cong asked.
"It's nothing." Shen Qingyun shook his head, and the two of them clinked their glasses and drank the wine in their glasses.
Not long after, Shen Qingyun suddenly felt sleepy, fell down, and lost consciousness in an instant.
Upon seeing this, Yang Cong immediately stood up and said, "The prince is drunk. Someone, please take the prince down to rest."
