Chapter 205 Spring Evening in the Golden Silk Tent
As soon as I stepped into the room, a fragrance came to my nose, faint, slightly sweet, just right.
The room is elegantly furnished. There is a large bed with a golden silk tent on the left, a brocade quilt is laid, and there is a screen next to it, with a picture of mandarin ducks embroidered on it, and a bathtub with agarwood behind it.
On the right is a guqin, a stove of incense is placed on the table, and a faint blue smoke is curling.
In the middle is a rectangular tea table, and Qingyuan is kneeling on the left.
It must be said that the furnishings of this brothel are really luxurious, and ordinary officials dare not be so luxurious at home.
Long Chen stepped to the tea table and bowed. Qing Yuan bowed slightly and replied. Long Chen knelt down on the right.
Under the candlelight, when you look up close, Qing Yuan has beautiful hair and charming hair. She raised her slender hands and took a jade cup. Yingying poured Long Chen a cup of tea.
"Young Master, please tea."
Qingyuan's voice is clear and pleasant.
"Thank you."
Long Chen picked up the jade cup and drank it.
From Long Chen's perspective, the background happened to be the big bed with a golden silk tent, which was very visually tempting.
There is a beautiful woman in front of her and a bed behind her. Which man doesn’t think much about it?
"Who is the one who is the young master, and why has I never heard of it?"
Qing Yuan's eyes were filled with affection, she raised her head and eyebrows slightly and looked at Long Chen, then lowered her head slightly and continued to pour tea.
"I lived in seclusion in Nanshan for many years. I came to the capital to visit relatives and friends a few days ago, and happened to be here."
Long Chen wanted to cover up the past and not worry about his identity.
Brothels are originally a love affair, so why bother asking where they come and go?
Qingyuan also understood this principle, so she stopped asking more questions.
"Young Master Gao Cai, the little girl has two more pairs?"
Qing Yuan's bright eyes opened slightly, and a slight smile on her face, but it was not obvious.
Long Chen smiled and said, "Please ask my wife to give the question."
The maid brought pen and ink over and waited to record the couple.
This kind of high-level pairing should be recorded for everyone to see, and it can be regarded as the publicity of Wangqing Pavilion.
Qingyuan and Long Chen went back and forth, and the maid recorded dozens of beautiful couples.
All these good pairs will be left to the future audience members of Wangqing Pavilion to appreciate.
It was late at night, and the maid brought a pot of wine and some fruits.
"Please, please."
Qing Yuan is no longer as strange as she was at first, and she is no longer so shy to pour wine for Long Chen.
Long Chen picked up the wine glass and drank it. Qingyuan picked up the wine glass and covered her face with long sleeves, and drank a sip.
With a strong love and a drunken heart, Long Chen was a little distracted.
The jade man is like this, and he has become a guest of the curtain. The romantic and joyful life is right in front of him, but he is the eunuch.
If you have fun tonight, the entire Great Zhou Dynasty will be blown up tomorrow, and maybe the whole world will be blown up.
The eunuch who was hanging out with the Empress and Princess is actually a fake one. The Empress and Emperor Luoxi will become laughing stocks, and the Great Zhou will pursue him with all his might. Then there is no place for the world...
Long Chen was drinking, looking at Qing Yuan with his eyes, then at the golden silk tent behind him, thinking about things in his heart.
Qingyuan drank a few cups, her face turned slightly red. Her slightly drunken drunkenness made Qingyuan's eyelids slightly droop, as if she was half drunk and half awake, adding a bit of charm.
"What are you thinking about?"
Qingyuan's eyelids droop slightly, looking lazy and charming.
"It's nothing, I'm thinking that my wife is really a god."
Qingyuan's cheeks flushed and her body shook slightly.
"Young Master, my wife is a little drunk. Please help her up."
The maid was very sensible and said tactfully when she saw this.
Long Chen put down the jade cup in his hand, slowly helped Qing Yuan up, and said, "Please rest, my wife."
Qing Yuan stood up with a little drunkenness.
Just got up, maybe because of drunkenness, or because he was kneeling for too long, Qing Yuan hit her head into Long Chen's arms, looked at Long Chen's eyes, and murmured softly: "Young Master..."
Long Chen smelled the fragrance of Qingyuan and felt ruthless, and he took it a break tonight.
Even if tomorrow is upside down, I will be slutty once tonight.
Long Chen was also very nervous when he pretended to be a fake eunuch who had been pretending to be so long.
Long Chen picked up Qing Yuan and walked towards the golden silk tent, and the maid was ready to serve him immediately.
When he arrived at the bed, Long Chen put down the green pot. Under it was a golden silk quilt, and Long Chen put down the tent again.
Qing Yuan lay on the bed, her head slightly opened inward, and she was embarrassed to look directly at Long Chen.
"My wife is really the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. There is such a beautiful woman in the world."
Long Chen couldn't help but exclaim.
Qingyuan's appearance perfectly matches Long Chen's aesthetic and loves it from the bottom of his heart.
"Young Master is over-reputable."
Qing Yuan said embarrassedly.
Long Chen was about to untie Qingyuan's clothes, but when he reached over, he saw a little red plum blossom birthmark on his neck...
On the snowy neck, the red birthmark is like the red plum in the snow.
A trace of memories suddenly appeared in Long Chen's heart, as if he had seen this plum blossom somewhere... It was very familiar, but he couldn't remember it carefully.
"Young Master, what's wrong with you?"
Qing Yuan saw Long Chen stop suddenly and turned her head and asked softly.
Long Chen smiled and said, "Your plum blossom seems familiar... I just can't remember where you have seen it."
What a cliché rhetoric...
Long Chen himself found it funny.
Qing Yuan's face suddenly changed, and he reached out to hug Long Chen. Long Chen felt weak all over and was pulled down by Qing Yuan...
"Have you really seen it?"
Qing Yuan's voice sounded in his ears, like a dream...
"Well... I think I've seen it."
Long Chen suspected that he had a poor alcohol tolerance and was he drunk.
Qing Yuan has some cultivation level, but his cultivation level is not high, so Long Chen should not be knocked down at once.
"Have you really seen it? When? Where?"
Qing Yuan's voice suddenly became cold and turned over and pressed Long Chen under him.
Long Chen is still trying to search the depths of his memory. Where did he see this red birthmark? It seems like a long time ago, when he was a child...
Before Long Chen could think clearly, Qing Yuan slowly pulled out a hairpin from his head and pressed it against Long Chen's throat, with a cold smile on his face.
"Say! Have you seen it? Master Manager!"
Qingyuan reached out and teared off Long Chen's beard that was stuck to his lips.
Long Chen's heart was completely awake. He knew that Qing Yuan in front of him was an assassin and his identity had been discovered.
Who set up the game?
He Wenbai and Hu Zhiheng?
Who is behind to control it? Gongsun Yun?
I had a marriage with Gongsun Yun, but I was definitely not an enemy who never died. Why did I assassinate the game?
It wasn't Gongsun Yun, Long Chen denied this idea.
That is Jing Tianlie and Li Chengdao, only these two.
How could there be an assassin in Wangqing Pavilion? I happened to run into it myself.
This is really a bad luck!
How did Qingyuan choose herself? Why did the trick come?
My mind was twisting and twisting, but my body was limp and unable to move.
"When did you get poisoned?"
Long Chen was very careful. Long Chen paid attention to the incense burner, wine, and any places that could poison them.
Especially the alcohol, he only drank it if he was sure it was not toxic.
How could he get hit?
Chapter completed!