Cheng Mansion carved beams and paintings, resplendent gold, extremely luxurious, if you don't see it with your own eyes, it's really hard to imagine that this is a remote area of the county mansion.

The banquet is even more sumptuous, abalone bear's paw, deer antler ginseng, nearly 100 kinds of dishes. The table was full of delicacies, and Cheng Xuan was extremely warmly entertained, but Guangxi did not move his chopsticks.

Jinan is now starving everywhere, but Cheng Xuan, who is an official of his parents, lives so extravagantly and does not sympathize with the people's feelings at all, aren't these drunken gold fans exchanged for the blood and sweat of the people?

Guangxi was very angry, but his face was still calm, and he watched Cheng Xuan eat happily with cold eyes.

When Cheng Xuan saw Guangxi's appearance like this, he knew that this food did not please him, but this banquet was Cheng Xuan's favorite, and he was reluctant to waste it, so he couldn't care about looking at Guangxi's face.

"I'm going to rest. Guangxi said, getting up and leaving the table.

Cheng Xuan heard Guangxi's words, hurriedly put down his chopsticks, and escorted Guangxi's parents back to the room.

Cheng Xuan prepared the best guest room in the house for Guangxi, and even Xiaoma and Pan'er lived in the first-class wing room. And in Guangxi's room, Cheng Xuan also specially arranged a beautiful lady to sleep. You can't go wrong with good food and beauty.

"Third prince, then you rest, and the lower officials won't bother. Cheng Xuan sent Guangxi into the door, and left with a few polite words.

Guangxi breathed a sigh of relief and walked towards the wooden bed behind the screen, only to see a woman lying on her side on the bed in disheveled clothes, looking directly at him with her eyes in her eyes.

"Who are you, and why are you here?" Kwang-hee asked, turning away.

"It's like Master Cheng specially gave it to the third prince to serve you. The woman got out of bed, walked behind Guangxi, said with a frowning voice, her fingers wandered behind Guangxi, and before she knew it, she had lost his coat.

"You put on your clothes!" Guangxi, who said coldly, realized that his coat had been taken off by the woman, and hurriedly took a few steps back.

"I didn't expect you to ...... the Third Prince," the woman said, laughing meaninglessly, and a silver bell-like voice rushed into Guangxi's ears, making him very uncomfortable.

Guangxi turned around, snatched the coat from the woman's hand and draped it over her, "You go down, this prince doesn't need to sleep." ”

The woman's face that was still smiling immediately turned into a sad state, "This is what Master Cheng ordered Wanru, if the third prince doesn't like Wanru, Master Cheng won't let Wanru go." ”

"Don't worry, I will tell Cheng Xuan, he won't embarrass you. Guangxi said, and walked around the woman to the bed.

Unexpectedly, the woman hugged Guangxi, "The third prince, it seems that you will definitely serve you properly, don't you drive me away, okay?" It is like a geisha of Master Cheng's family, although the dust is circulating, it is still a complete body, and I hope that the third prince will not dislike you." ”

Guangxi was a little stunned, broke the woman's hand, turned around and saw the expectation hidden under her glamorous makeup, and his tone softened, "I didn't mean that, it's just that I really don't need it, and it's not too early, you go back and rest." ”

Seeing Guangxi's resolute attitude, the woman's tears "poured down", and said slowly: "It's not a secret, if you don't succeed in pleasing the third prince tonight, and come out of this room, it will be like being given by Master Cheng to Zhao Doutian, the bully of Zhennan, as a concubine, then Zhao Doutian is really a heinous person, as if if if you go there, life is better than death." ”

Guangxi heard the woman say this, and saw her crying so much, her heart softened, "Then you stay in this room tonight, I won't tell Cheng Xuan." ”

The woman didn't expect that everything was said to be here, and it was still such a result, could it be that these three princes were people with broken sleeves, and they were not good women? Otherwise, how could they be unmoved by Tang Wanru, the first prostitute in southern China, how many men coveted her beauty, and spent a lot of money to buy her a night of spring supper, and now she herself has been sent to bed and has been rejected, which is too unreasonable.