As evening approached, it was already a little drowsy.

On the main street of Chang'an, the lights are on, and the street stalls and vendors take advantage of the last opportunity to close the stalls, trying their best to sell things, children are laughing and playing, and pedestrians are hurrying.

On the contrary is the Drunken Dream Tower in the east of the city.

Drunken Dream Tower is the largest Qinlou Chu Pavilion in Chang'an City, under the misty sky, it is a prosperous scene, and it is not a rich businessman who enters and exits here, or the noble son of that family. In front of the building, there are two beautiful girls who are greeting guests, and the delicate voice makes people fascinated just by listening to it.

Of course, the obsession is limited to men, and if women listen to it, they don't know how many layers of goosebumps have to fall.

"This is not where we should be. She glanced at Mo Qingning coldly, and was about to leave.

Seeing that everything has arrived, how could Mo Qingning let her go?

She hurriedly grabbed Shen Qingyu's shirt and said with a faint smile: "Good brother, I'm here, wouldn't it be a pity not to take a look?"

Both of them are wearing men's clothes, and with deliberate dressing, they really look like the sons of which family.

The girl in front of the building was also an interesting person, and when she heard this, she grabbed Shen Qingyu with a smile.

Her face sank slightly, and her eyes were completely cold.

In this way, she was half-pushed and half-pushed by Mo Qingning and the two Qinlou girls.

In fact, if she didn't want to, it wouldn't matter if anyone came, she just wanted to see what tricks Mo Qingning wanted to play.

Sheng Xiaohou Yeguan is a romantic character, and as soon as the red bumps on his face are good, he immediately rushed to the drunken dream building to drink flower wine, which will be carrying a beautiful girl upstairs slowly.

"Master Hou, you haven't come to see people for a long time. ”

The delicate voice is tickling.

"Isn't this coming, master?" Sheng Jingchen smiled evilly and hooked Mei Jiaoniang's jaw, but inadvertently saw a familiar face. Why is the kid who was pushed upstairs by someone a little familiar?

"Master Hou, what are you looking at?"

"Shhhh His expression tightened, and he hurriedly hugged the beautiful girl in his arms and entered the private room.

He remembered that the familiar boy was not a sick beauty, if the sick beauty saw him drinking flower wine here, would he not want to deal with him even more......

Sheng Xiaohou suddenly felt that the beautiful girl in his arms was not fragrant.

"Master Hou, what are you doing here?" said Mei Jiaoniang dissatisfiedly.

"You go and rest first. He leaned his ear to the door, and threw a silver ingot over him.

Seeing that there was silver and there was no need to wait, the beautiful lady immediately obediently went to rest on the soft couch.

Faintly he heard something like two beautiful girls, and then the door next door creaked, and there was no sound.

No wonder the sick beauty ignores him, it turns out that he has a habit of liking girls?

He was crying and mourning, looking like he had nothing to love.

Here, Mo Qingning took the pot and poured a glass of wine for Shen Qingyu.

"Taste it, how about the wine in this Qinglou?"

Mo Qingning smiled like a few wisps of spring breeze, and before she could see through it, she knew what conspiracy was hidden under that smile.

Luckily, she had absorbent cotton in her sleeve in advance.

Watching her drink the wine in one gulp, Mo Qingning poured her a lamp with a smile.

Qing Ning felt that the wine in this Qinlou Chu Pavilion was much more interesting than the one outside. Shen Qingyu suspected something, and she poured herself a lamp.

She smiled silently, with a slight meaning in her eyes, and took a sip of it, if she guessed correctly, there must be a lot of truth in this drink.

"It's not easy to come once, but you need to drink more. As he spoke, Mo Qingning poured her a full cup again.

This time, she didn't lift the lamp, but looked at Mo Qingning's cup with a smile, what it meant was self-evident.

The smile on Mo Qingning's face froze for a moment, and then he filled himself with another lamp silently.

Not long after, two waiting girls came to the house, and in the cup rotation room, Mo Qingning didn't know how many glasses of wine he poured for Shen Qingyu.

Seeing Shen Qingyu lying unconscious on the table, Mo Qingning smiled secretly, and waved away the two girls who were waiting.

Putting down the wine jug, she looked at the unconscious Shen Qingyu with a gloomy expression, and slowly wiped her hands with a silk handkerchief.

Mo Nianchu, soon, you won't be complacent.

Sheng Jingchen, who was always paying attention to the border situation, heard the movement on the side, and couldn't help but look along the crack in the door, only to see a big man standing at the door next door, and then a man in white came out next door, the two didn't know what to say, the "man" in white handed the man a bag of silver, and left.

Looking at this situation, Sheng Jingchen secretly said in his heart that it was not good, and it was inevitable that the sick beauty was in danger, so it was better to go over and take a look.

made up his mind, he couldn't care about the beautiful girl in the house, and immediately opened the door and went straight to the next door.

As soon as he pushed the door open, he saw an amazing scene, the sick and sick beauty was sitting on a chair, holding a hosta cloud lightly against the neck of the biao man, and there was no panic on his face.

In fact, since Mo Qingning had been pouring her wine, she vaguely knew what her idea was, and she kept quiet, but she just wanted to fight against the army.

When this Biao man came in, she had already taken out the hosta and held it in her hand, she pretended to be unconscious, and the Biao man relaxed his vigilance, so when he bent down to hug her, the hosta in her hand was fiercely pressed against his neck.

Then she glanced outside the door with her voice, and she couldn't help frowning, "Master Sheng." ”

"Don't get me wrong, the master is not here to drink flower wine, but I just want to ask if you need help?" he coughed embarrassedly, and glanced at her sideways, his face a little excited and flushed.

Such a sick beauty is too much for his appetite.

There are really three hundred taels of silver here, looking at his pretentious appearance, she couldn't help frowning, taking advantage of this gap, the biao man saw the opportunity and raised his hand to slash at her.

Her eyes widened slightly, her heart was shocked, and her body flashed, and she could avoid it.

Seeing this, Sheng Jingchen's face sank, and the original cowardly smile disappeared, leaving a few dangerous killing intentions in vain, and as soon as he flew up, he raised his foot and kicked towards the biao man in a row, and each kick happened to be in the most painful place.

The Biao man was kicked and retreated, and the last kick, he kicked the Biao Han in the face hard, and the Biao Han spat out a mouthful of blood and fell straight down.

Sheng Jingchen smiled evilly, pulled out the dagger on his waist, and the sharp blade was aimed at Biao Han's heart in an instant, and when he was about to stab it, he only heard Shen Qingyu say lightly: "Leave him alive." ”

His hand stopped, and he looked back and muttered dissatisfiedly, "Why?"

This is not half as ruthless as it has just been.

He was reluctant to do anything to the sick beauty, this guy dared, then he simply abolished him.

She took care of herself and used a hosta to wrap up the scattered green silk, and stepped forward expressionlessly: "He is still a little useful." ”

"Did his hand touch you?" As he was about to retract his dagger, he suddenly asked.

She just glanced at him without saying a word, how could this stinky boy be so nervous that he asked some inexplicable questions.

Thinking of Yun Zheng's words that day, he secretly took a deep breath, as if he had mustered great courage, he lowered his eyebrows and pulled the corners of her clothes, and said in a twisted and pinched manner.

"Sick beauty, in fact, the master is quite rare for you, do you want to consider becoming the wife of the marquis?"

That look is also quite coquettish in it.

The corners of her mouth twitched, and she slapped his hand away in a cold voice, and said in a vicious voice, "Let go." ”

He withdrew his restless claws as if he had been electrocuted, and pursed his lips aggrievedly: "Sick beauty, do you want to be Mrs. Hou, the master will make you fierce every day, from morning to night." ”

He's a very ruthless person, and when he sees her, he will only be aggrieved and shy.

She secretly sneered at the idiot, took a deep breath, and said in a faint voice that Quan Dang didn't hear: "Master Sheng Xiaohou did me a favor and tied him up. ”

"What are you going to do?" Sheng Jingchen's expression was very puzzled.

"Naturally, it's to settle accounts. Her face sank, and the corners of her mouth gradually became gloomy.

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