The night is very deep.

In the Prime Minister's Mansion, it is singing and dancing.

The important ministers of the imperial court and the staff of the prime minister are singing wantonly.

The dancers are the most beautiful and the most ecstatic.

Wine, is the purest daughter red.

Even the side dishes are specially served by the best restaurants in Beijing.

A night like this is a man's dream.

The prime minister did not appear at the banquet, but instead one of his godsons presided over the overall situation.

At the banquet, the godson said as soon as he opened the banquet, there is no prime minister at today's banquet.

Because his old man was sick, he was not clear, and he could only recuperate.

Although there was a sigh at the banquet, because this was the prime minister's godson, no one dared to really leave the banquet and leave.

He looks like he's very good at doing things.

Every adult is accompanied by a beautiful woman, the table that loves to drink is indispensable to the daughter red, who loves to drink tea, and the top Longjing before the rain is also placed in a pot.

Singing, music, beauty, wine.

These calmed down the adults, who were originally a little unhappy because of the prime minister's non-attendance.

After all, such a banquet is really rare here for the prime minister.

The prime minister's godson sat on the throne, he wore a white gauze hat, his face was tightly covered, and the white robe made the figure more slender and straight.

He sat there alone, drinking only tea, not drinking, and not speaking.

A man in black came from the side, leaned over and whispered something in his ear.

After hearing this, the godson stood up with some excitement and was pressed down by the man in black again.

Several adults gave each other a look.

In this government and the opposition, there are a few simple characters.

In such a scene, it is obvious that something happened to this godson.

Although they sit here, watching and enjoying everything here, these eyes and ears are firmly focused on the people on the throne.

One by one, they are all human spirits.

Those who are not refined have long been eliminated.

"Guys, please listen to me. ”

The man on the throne finally spoke again.

The musicians stopped the music very cooperatively, and the dancers stopped singing and dancing.

Even the beauties who were soft in their arms straightened up and stepped aside.

Listening to the voice, you know that this godson is very young.

Several adults tilted their mouths with some disdain and smiled at each other.

Young, vigorous.

A young man who has not suffered yet, I don't know if the prime minister is too well protected, or if he has the capital to be vigorous.

"Are you satisfied with today's feast?"

The voice was crisp and nice. Presumably, the face under the gauze hat will not be much worse.

"Naturally, it's the best, the Prime Minister's banquet, it's good that the officials can come to participate. ”

One of the oldest adults spoke, causing a chorus of echoes.

Under the gauze hat, there was a chuckle.

"If you are satisfied, you will be happy. Godfather, he is really unwell today, otherwise he will definitely come to accompany you to have a good drink........."

"Hey, hey, the Prime Minister's body is important, we don't care. ”

"That's right, we are already very pleased to have you accompany you like this. ”

"Yes, yes, it's a really good banquet! ”

"yes, yes. ”

.............

"Since you have come to this banquet, I think you will definitely agree to this reluctant invitation.........

When Xia Qing woke up from a burst of pain, it seemed to be dawn outside.

She squinted her eyes hard, adjusting to the too strong sunlight.

Her hands and feet were sore and numb, and she wanted to move to relieve them, but found that her hands and feet were firmly tied with hemp rope at the moment.

"Mmmm.......mm

She wanted to speak, but found that her mouth had been gagged.

This inexplicable sense of familiarity........

She turned her head, and sure enough, she saw herself lying in a miscellaneous room.

After reading the letter Chu Qiao wrote to her last night, her heart was in a mess.

She was both happy and sad.

I am happy that Chu Qiao is doing well, but I am sad that I was once again involved in such an uncomfortable "chess game".

She just wants to live her life quietly, but she finds that she is always getting into all kinds of things for no reason.

It seems that there is always a pair of big hands pushing her into one event after another.

Even though she wanted to hide, she couldn't do anything.

She put the letter away, knowing that she couldn't sleep anymore, she simply thought about a night trip to the palace.

It has been proved that when people are thinking about their hearts, they will unconsciously go to the places they are most familiar with.

She was in a daze, and walked step by step to the door of Zichong Palace.

Some time ago, this was the place she came to most often.

The gate of Zichong Palace was not closed as tightly as before, but a crack was opened.

Curiosity killed the cat, and she pushed open the door and peeked inside.

It was pitch black inside, without a shred of light.

She wanted to go back, but she heard a faint voice.

Thanks to the pure internal strength that Qianmo passed on to her, she could always hear some small voices.

This time she could hear it clearly, too.

It was the voice of the mother-in-law and a man.

She was a little confused.

It stands to reason that this mother-in-law is a reclusive person, how could anyone come here to chat with her?

And most importantly, a man.

You know, in this palace, men, is a rare species.

She stared, trying to hear clearly, but she didn't want to hear footsteps from inside.

Xia Qing knew that it was the man who came out.

She immediately turned her head and flew away from the door.

Unfortunately, the man's footsteps were very fast.

Before she could go out, the men were already coming.

She turned her back to the man, and with a hint of luck, she arched her waist to go to the dance room.

outcome

It can well be imagined.

How could such a strange, sneaky person not attract his attention.

So, Xia Qing was slapped with a knife by a man, and when he woke up, he had already appeared here.

Although the knife was not very painful, she still fainted spinelessly.

The position of the back of the neck, such a hand knife, is already the second time.

Last time, she was treated better than this time, at least she was locked up in a rather luxurious room and slept in a bed.

But this time, the man threw her directly into the dilapidated miscellaneous room, and threw her into a pile of hay to avoid people's eyes.

The smell of hay was all around, and Xia Qing wanted to vomit when she smelled it.

Perhaps, she thought, it wouldn't be long before someone would come looking for her.

Because she has to train in the dance room every day, and suddenly there is one less person, Cinnabar They will definitely tell Ning Ruo that when the time comes, she will definitely be saved.

Thinking like this, she felt that her hands and feet seemed to be much easier.

This time, when she goes out, this man must be good-looking!

Throwing her like this in the miscellaneous room was to kill her.

However, the idea of wanting a man to look good was quickly dispelled by her.

Because

Belly.

"Gollum. ”

This is the thirty-sixth time that the stomach has called.

Xia Qing stared at the door of the miscellaneous room, and now she didn't have the luxury of asking the people in the dance room to rescue her.

She only hopes that God will send someone to this miscellaneous room to take a look, and save her by the way.

As long as she is saved and she can go for something to eat, she can not go for a man to look good.

Unfortunately, God didn't hear her call.