Lu Jinhe's thoughts were like fluttering catkins, because of this sentence, he was taken to a long time ago, and he once again remembered the person who would never go away in his memory.

That person's name is Zuiyue, the former owner of Zuiyue Tower, and the only person she has really loved over the years, she still remembers the vigorous and unsparing feeling of loving someone.

But does she feel this way about Zhao Yiheng?

Does she love Zhao Yiheng?

Since the death of the drunken moon child, she has never loved anyone else.

Doesn't she love Zhao Yiheng?

Since the drunken moon boy left, she has never been as attentive to anyone as she is to Zhao Yiheng.

At first, the reason was very simple, Zhao Yiheng looked too much like a drunken moon child, and it seemed like a few times that she thought she was back in the past.

But the drunken moon prince is a spy of the Hu family, and not long after falling in love with her, he was killed by Lu Jinchen in public, leaving her Lu Jinhe alone to bear the pain of the dilemma of seeing each other.

Sometimes if you think about it carefully, this is probably the reason why she hates Lu Jinchen, but if she doesn't find someone to hate, who should she find to vent her grief in the past five years?

The ghost made the god worse, Lu Jinhe spoke: "I'll think about it." "I will think carefully about whether I like Zhao Yiheng or not.

As soon as Song Huaijin nodded, he was eagerly pushed out by Lu Jinhe

said that it was a surprise prepared for Zhao Yiheng by not letting her disturb herself.

Song Huaijin smiled helplessly, and after finding someone to send the medicine to the Six Princes' Mansion, he was idle.

Song Xun doesn't like to keep people at home to keep the New Year, and it is impossible for her to keep it with the two sisters Song Huaiyan and Song Huaiyu.

Besides, the last time she was forced to cure Song Huaiyu with a little family affection, it was already her biggest bottom line.

After thinking about it, Song Huaijin simply called a few family members and went out by himself.

On Chinese New Year's Eve, although the streets are lit up with lights and red silk everywhere, there are few people.

Also, after all, everyone is celebrating the New Year at home, who would be like Song Xun, who will make the New Year more bitter than the Cold Food Festival.

Song Huaijin stretched out his hand to lift a curtain of the car, cast the window to look at the rarely quiet street, and was suddenly attracted by the quarrel ahead.

Not far ahead is the largest green building in the capital - Yanyue Tower, which is as famous as the Drunken Moon Tower, and it is said that it gathers the beauties of the whole country, and it is a paradise that all men flock to.

The boss behind it seems to be Lu Jinhe.

Song Huaijin couldn't help but sigh secretly, Lu Jinhe is really good at doing business, no wonder he usually spends so much money, and the money obtained in this way makes other princesses unable to find fault if they want to.

At this time, in front of the Yanyue Tower, a woman held a man's thigh and refused to let go, crying and crying to ask for a name.

"But I really haven't touched you." The man's voice sounded: "I'm a man, have I ever done it, don't I know?" ”

The Nine Emperors?

The familiar voice poured into his ears, Song Huaijin's heart sank, and he immediately jumped out of the carriage and walked towards the crowd.

said it was a crowd, but in fact, it was a few homeless people and dusty women.

After all, on a cold day, if it is not homeless, who wants to come to see the excitement of others on Chinese New Year's Eve?

When he squeezed to the front of the crowd, Song Huaijin's eyes slowly widened - it was really the Nine Emperor Princes!

Why did he come to such a place? Why was you entangled by a woman?

"What's going on?" Song Huaijin pretended to look lively, turned her head and asked a woman beside her.

"Oh, girl, you're from out of town, aren't you?" As soon as the woman said this, she became interested, and patiently explained to Song Huaijin:

"This woman who begs for fame on the ground, her name is Lan Xiang, and she was sold into Yanyue Tower by her drunkard father. knows how to play the piano, but somehow, it fell into the eyes of the boss, and for three or four years, he only sells his art and does not sell his body. ”

"Oh, what about later?"

"Tsk, why don't you say it?" The woman continued: "This little boy in red is the Nine Emperors of the Dynasty and the Lord of Anling in the South, so I came here to see my friends and drank two more glasses when I returned to Beijing this time, and then I couldn't help but see Lanxiang." ”

"Hiss..." Song Huaijin took a breath: "No, the Nine Emperors don't look like this kind of person?" ”

"And who's right?" The woman continued with great interest: "The Nine Emperor Princes are seventeen now, right?" It is the age of the blood and qi that is strong, and it is very possible to be difficult for yourself for a while. As he spoke, he approached Song Huaijin's ear, and lowered his voice with gossipy eyes: "I also heard that the Nine Emperors couldn't even wait to go back to the room, and they did it directly when they were listening to the piano in the lobby. ”

"Tsk, the emperor's family..."Song Huaijin continued to drown with a lively attitude, and turned his eyes and began to analyze this stalemate chaos.

Lan Xiang hugged the thighs of the Nine Emperor Princes, crying pear blossoms with rain, out of breath:

"You can't do without me, Your Highness the Nineth, the folk girl has always been a performer and not a woman, since you and I already have a husband and wife, you will accept the folk girl, even if you go to your palace to be a concubine and a maid, it is better than missing you every day here!"

The Nine Emperors' face was hard to see: "I really didn't touch you!" And, I don't know why, I drank too much after two drinks! Where's my starling? Is he gone?

My father is still waiting for me in the palace to celebrate the New Year, and the princes have not sent me yet, can you let me go first! ”

Hearing this, Song Huaijin finally understood the whole story.

The Eighth Emperor asked the Nine Emperors to come to the Banquet Moon Tower to drink, and tried to get him drunk and let a woman pester him.

Tonight, Emperor Pingchu will summon all the princes in the palace to enter the palace to keep the New Year, if the reason why the nine princes are not there is indulgence in the banquet building, then it is even more justified.

It is likely to ruin the Nine Emperor Princes, and it is more likely to overturn all the previous testimony of the Nine Emperor Princes and help Lu Jinao overturn the case!

After all, who would believe the words of a waste prince who indulged in Yanyue Tower?

This plan is really reprehensible and extremely vicious!

"This Nine Emperor Princes is too much, isn't it?" The woman beside Song Huaijin started first, and then a group of women began to point fingers at the Nine Emperor Princes:

"I want to deny it when I get involved with other people's yellow flower girls, it's really a well-dressed beast!"

"That's it! The prince is guilty of the same crime as the common people, can the nine princes do whatever they want? Today we have to ask for an explanation for Lanxiang! ”

"Ask for an explanation!"

A handful of people exploded in an instant, as if the Nine Emperor Princes had done something heinous and needed to be stabbed.

"Not really!" The Nine Emperors' face was red, his ears were red, he didn't even wear a cloak, his lips were blue from the cold, and he was about to cry anxiously: "I didn't, I want to enter the palace!" I..."

"His Highness the Nine." Song Huaijin slowly stepped forward, bowed to the Nine Emperors in the crowd, and said gracefully: "The minister came to take His Highness into the palace." ”

The moment he saw the person coming, the Nine Emperors' eyes lit up, and tears instantly swirled in his eyes, but he couldn't bear to overflow his eyes: "Huai Jin, you're here!" ”