Everyone in the capital called him Leng Gongzi, but only Lu Pingyao himself knew that he was not Leng Gongzi, he just had a disease in his heart and didn't want to harm these women.

As early as when he was ten years old, he was already a handsome man, and he was still a normal person at that time.

But it was in this garden that he experienced the greatest shadow of his life.

Then......

"Childe, why did you run into this garden again for fun."

Looking at his personal maid, Lu Pingyao pursed his lips: "Those homework is too boring, it's not as interesting as chasing butterflies." ”

Saying that, Lu Pingyao fluttered the butterfly in front of him with his hand, but he didn't notice that the eyes of the personal maid were a little darker.

After a while, Lu Pingyao was already tired and out of breath, he wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead with his hand, and then sat down on the side gazebo and fanned the wind with his hand.

"Childe, you're tired."

Seeing this, the personal maid hurriedly took out the embroidered handkerchief in her arms and wiped the sweat on Lu Pingyao's forehead, Lu Pingyao was still young at that time, although she felt uncomfortable in her heart, but she didn't say anything.

Because he had been playing for too long and had no meals, Lu Pingyao's stomach rang loudly, smiled awkwardly at the personal maid, and then said, "I'll go to the small kitchen to get some pastries to eat." ”

The personal maid hurriedly stopped him, put the embroidered handkerchief in his hand aside, and the maid said, "The son will play here for a while, and the slave and maid will go and get it." ”

Being able to take these few steps less, Lu Pingyao was naturally happy, he nodded and half-leaned on the pillar to count the flowers.

After a while, the maid brought a plate of pastries and a bowl of lotus seed soup, Lu Pingyao did not doubt him, and ate happily, and soon finished the plate of pastries.

Feeling that he was full, Lu Pingyao wanted the maid to take away the lotus seed soup, the maid's face changed a little, and then said softly: "Childe, this soup was boiled by Mrs. herself, Childe should taste it." ”

Lu Pingyao has always been filial, and when he heard this, he drank the lotus seed soup, but by this time he had realized that something was wrong with him.

Touching her red-hot face, Lu Pingyao's heart was full of heat, and at this time, the personal maid in front of her untied the clothes on her body.

"Childe, let the slave and maid serve you today."

It turned out that this personal maid had a strange hobby, she had long coveted Lu Pingyao, and it happened that there was no one in the garden at this time, so she had the courage to drug the lotus seed soup.

She thought to herself that as long as she became Lu Pingyao