Coincidentally, in the evening, in the Funing Temple.

Yan Heng also prepared a reception banquet for Qianchengjue.

However, in this reception banquet, only he and Qiancheng are the only two.

Nothing else.

And the palace maid Rou'er, who had just been fortunate by Yan Heng, was arranged on the side of Qiancheng to serve wine and food.

The red slap marks on her face were still shocking.

It's just that she was fortunate to be visited by the emperor, so naturally no one dares to ask.

What's more, this is in front of the emperor, who dares to talk about it.

Everyone thought that after Rou'er was lucky, she would give a low-level title.

Who knew that not only was he not banned, but he was also beaten.

Naturally, there are also people in the corner who call this boudoir fun.

Just because between Rou'er's eyebrows and eyes, she is somewhat similar to Qin Changhuan.

That's why the emperor is called love, neither hate, nor hate.

Qiancheng entered the palace in the afternoon to report, and when the sky was about to get dark, he was informed that the emperor was going to hold a reception banquet for him.

Naturally, he was late.

And when he arrived, Yan Heng was already sitting on the main seat and had drunk several glasses of wine in a row.

Qiancheng absolutely lifted his clothes and knelt on one knee.

"Wechen is late, and I ask Your Majesty to forgive me."

Yan Heng casually picked up the wine glass and took a sip before saying.

"I told them to call you late, look, you came just in time, sit down."

There was a vague smile on his face, and his deep eyes made it impossible to guess the emotion.

Qiancheng got up, but he saw that the palace maid who was waiting on the side seemed to have red marks on her face, but she really paused.

Let a beaten maid serve in front of the palace.

He didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Yan Heng's gourd.

"Come, I will toast to you first, if it weren't for you, how could I convince Ember to sign an extension agreement."

He laughed and drank it down.

It looks like I'm very happy, but the tone is not very happy.

I'm afraid I don't want to give this sentence to Qiancheng Jue sincerely.

"Your Majesty is tormented."

Qiancheng Jue got up leisurely, bowed slightly to Yan Heng, and then drank the wine in the cup.

The atmosphere is acceptable.

Yan Heng suddenly felt a little displeased.

He raised his hand and pointed at Rou'er at Qiancheng's side.

"Quick, help Uncle Huang sit down! Fill the wine glass for Uncle Huang again! ”

Rou'er wanted to step forward, but Qiancheng Jue dodged.

"Your Majesty, this palace maid is Your Majesty's person, and the minister is really not easy to drive."

He thought that Yan Heng specially arranged this person by his side, there must be something wrong.

So he would rather refuse her service than do anything good.

But Yan Heng became angry because of this.

"Rou'er."

He spoke coldly, with some fierceness in his tone.

Rou'er's body trembled suddenly, and then she walked to the long carpet in the middle and knelt down.

After Yan Heng drank another glass of wine, he returned to his lazy state and said very casually.

"I see, it's not that Uncle Huang is not used to the people around me, it must be that you are not serving well and making Uncle Huang unhappy."

He looked at Qianchengjue's face coldly, and saw that his face really changed slightly, and his heart became happy.

The echo of the main hall was empty, and no one dared to answer except Yan Heng.

And Qianchengjue on the side, he really can't understand why he is like this.

It's just that there is a faint bad feeling in my heart.

Rou'er fell to the ground with her upper body and said in a trembling voice.

"Please spare your majesty's life, your majesty's life!"

Yan Heng continued to eat and drink very leisurely.

Next to him, Hood has been helping to add food and pour wine.

It's like nothing happened in the first place, and the rest of the people are not normal.

Although Qiancheng didn't understand his intentions, he couldn't bear to see a palace maid punished again.

"Your Majesty, it's not that she doesn't serve well, it's just that the minister doesn't like others to serve on the side, so please forgive her and tell her to go out."

He wanted to save her.

Rou'er was also grateful in her heart.

However, Yan Heng couldn't bear it in his heart, no matter what, he had to take this breath today.

The wine glass slammed and rested on the table.

Yan Heng didn't give an order, and Hu De didn't dare to step forward and continue pouring wine.

"Haha."

He got up with a feigned smile, slowly stood in front of the table, and looked condescendingly at Rou'er kneeling on the ground, with fierce eyes.

But in my heart, I had another idea.

"Take off your coat."

He squinted slightly, without a trace of emotion on his face.

But everyone present was really surprised.

Undressing in public is a great insult to people.

But what exactly is he going to do?

The palace maid is the person in the palace, and Qiancheng definitely wants to save her, but at this moment, there is no way.

After all, it was not yet time to be able to confront him head-on.

Rou'er was trembling all over.

She didn't want to take off her clothes, once she took off her clothes, her life would probably be ruined.

However, Yan Heng seemed to be a little impatient.

"If you don't take it off yourself, Hood, go and help her."

Hood was stunned for a moment, not knowing whether to step forward or not.

He is naturally happy in his heart, but in the end, there is still a bit of moral bottom line.

However, if you disobey Yan Heng's order, I am afraid that the one who will die without a place to be buried is himself.

He stepped forward tremblingly and stood beside the palace maid Rou'er.

"Your Majesty, what are you going to do here?"

Qiancheng Jue frowned, how could this palace maid be regarded as a serious family.

But why did he practice so badly?

It's really inhumane.

"Your Majesty, if this palace maid makes you unhappy, Your Majesty can expel her from the palace, why ......"

"Uncle Huang."

Yan Heng interrupted him, that is, he was standing, and his posture was also lazy.

"My things, even if you don't want them, you should get tired of playing with them, Hood, if you don't take them off, you will get rid of me and get punished."

He raised an eyebrow and met Hood with a pair of genuinely frightened eyes.

Under the watchful eye, but the emperor forced him.

Hood had no choice but to reach out and help untie the streamer on Rou'er's front placket.

Most of the palace maids in the palace did not dare to look at such a situation.

Even if he was undressed by the chief eunuch beside the emperor, he still suffered great humiliation.

The outer garment was gradually peeled off, and the snow-white neck and jade arms were exposed.

Hood only lowered his shirt halfway to the back and quickly stepped aside.

This is a detrimental thing, he can't do it too ruthlessly, otherwise, how many tongues will be chewed in the palace in the future.

Yan Heng snorted a few times and shook his head, as if he was not very satisfied.

"Look, you still have to come by yourself, the wounds on your body have to be exposed to look good."

With that, he sneered a few times, turned around and sat back at the table.

He looked at all this coldly, as if he were watching a play.

Qiancheng Jue realized that he was going to show himself the wounds on this palace maid.

But killing chickens and setting an example for monkeys is not always used like this.

Lu is exposed, and Rou'er knows that she doesn't want to live anymore.

It's a pity that there are family members outside the palace, and she can't abandon them.

In the Beiyan Imperial Palace, the palace maid's suicide is a capital crime that will affect her family.

She shook her hands, closed her eyes tightly, and pulled her blouse down to her waist.

Except for the corseted chest, the rest of the place is really unmistakable.

At this time, I saw that there were scars all over my waist, on my forearms, and on my back.

The large bruises, the large bruises, the large whip marks, were all fresh, even bleeding.

Except for Yan Heng and Qianchengjue, everyone was shocked and full of fear.

Rou'er lowered her head stiffly, remembering that when Yan Heng was happy with her, she kept shouting Qin Changhuan in her mouth.

She thought he liked it, so she called it that.

However, immediately after that, he slapped her directly under the bed.

Then, it was an experience where life was worse than death.

He pinched her, strangled, or whipped her more than a dozen times.

All she thought was hell.

didn't expect that after being beaten half to death, he would have to show his wounds in front of so many people.

After shaking her body for a long time, she couldn't cry anymore.

Looking at her like this, Yan Heng was very disgusted.

It's just that the play that should be sung has not been sung.

"Uncle Huang, do you know what mistake this palace maid has made?"

He turned his head and asked, seemingly unintentionally.

Qiancheng only swept the wound on the palace maid's body, and didn't look at it again.

With his glass in hand, he continued to taste the dish in front of him.

"Your Majesty is whatever it is."

He only hoped that the meal would end sooner rather than later.

But the more he didn't pay attention, the more angry Yan Heng became.

I have slapped him in the face today, and I will still openly disobey him like this.

Who is in charge of this Beiyan?

"Rou'er, tell me, whose name did I read in my mouth today?"

The palace maid Rou'er was stunned fiercely, and only numbly spit out the three words of Qin Changhuan from her mouth.

Qiancheng never drank for a while.

He thought to himself, would Yan Heng know about his meeting with Qin Changhuan in Dongyan?

But if he had known it a long time ago, how could he have had a seizure now?

"Uncle Huang, do you think Rou'er doesn't look like Qin Changhuan?"

Qiancheng Jue suddenly got up and bowed towards Yan Heng.

"Your Majesty, you have drunk too much, Qin Changhuan is dead, your body is important, let's go back and rest first."

Hood also hurriedly knelt down.

It's just that he wanted to persuade something, but he couldn't open his mouth.

Yan Heng didn't see it, and he didn't hear Qianchengjue's words at all.

"Yes."

He laughed.

"There are thousands of people in this world, and it is very easy to find a few similar eyebrows. But ......"

He suddenly looked up and snapped.

"There is a saying, Uncle Huang said wrong."

Qiancheng Jue looked up at him, and unknown emotions flashed in his eyes.

Yan Heng chuckled.

"Uncle Huang said that Qin Changhuan is dead? But I've clearly seen her, she is the ninth miss of Chongyue Mansion. ”

This cannot be said any more clearly.

It was already expected that he would find out, so there was no change on Qiancheng Jue's face.

This made Yan Heng very angry.

"Your Majesty, this Ninth Miss of Chongyue Mansion, she just has a resemblance to Qin Changhuan."

He said with a look of resignation.

Yan Heng looked at him and felt a lot relieved.

It's just that all of a sudden, I feel bored.

"Tonight, Rou'er will go back with Uncle Huang, I'm tired."

Without waiting for Qiancheng Jue to speak again, Yan Heng got up and left to the side.

Hood and several palace maids quickly followed.

In the huge Funing Palace, there are only two people left, Qiancheng Jue and Rou'er.