In early July, at the behest of the emperor, Lou Zhan personally led his army to begin the journey of exterminating the traitors.

According to reliable sources, the old nest of Drunken Moon Mountain Villa is thousands of miles away from the imperial city.

Two nights before leaving, people from the Prince's Mansion handed over invitations to the general Lou Zhan to attend the banquet. Lou Zhan did not refuse.

Dusk is approaching, and Lou Zhan arrives as promised.

In addition to Lou Zhan, there have been several people in the prince's mansion, namely the six princes, the four princes and several ministers.

The soft music sounded in the cool night, and people were dizzy to listen to.

Lou Zhan sat down under the leadership of the chamberlain, and there was nothing around him, on the other hand, the rest of them were all with family members, most of whom were charming concubines. On such an occasion, with a concubine, it seems to be more in line with the atmosphere.

"Lou Zhan, this palace invites you to come tonight, it's nothing more than a lively and lively place, why don't you even bring a female dependent? Hey, blame this palace for forgetting this stubble, come on! ”

Now that the Taishi Mansion is gone, Bai Yirong was also robbed by a mysterious man in black, and Lou Zhan is a man who is not a woman, so it is normal for him to be lonely and lonely now.

After a while, nine dancers came to the stage, all of them with soft postures and beautiful appearances, especially the slender waist that was less than a hand, which made people unable to take their eyes off.

However, Lou Zhan only glanced at it before retracting his gaze.

For women, he has a habit of cleanliness.

"General." The nine dancers bowed before him, and then came forward, gathered around him, and poured wine and food for him.

Lou Zhan naturally understood what the prince meant, and only sneered softly, noncommittal. In front of the prince, it is naturally difficult to turn his face. What's more, it's not necessary, he still has this concentration. At that moment, he coldly glanced at the woman beside him, and drank it all with a wine cup.

It would be a pity not to drink such a fine wine. Let's try it while you still have it.

The dancers felt Lou Zhan's unkind eyes, and they all hesitated and didn't dare to approach again. However, the prince had previously confessed that no matter what means he used, he would climb upstairs to Zhan's bed.

They are also obedient, they don't dare to drugged, they don't dare to pounce, they can only rely on their own advantages to attract Lou Zhan.

But Lou Zhan was indifferent to them at all.

They know their own charms, and they can't help but feel frustrated.

The prince sat in the first place, letting the beautiful concubine beside him beat his legs and rub his shoulders and pinched his back, and there was also a chamberlain shaking a fan beside him.

The evening breeze is cool, but it can't withstand the heat of the spirits.

Lou Zhan put down the wine cup, rubbed the corners of his forehead, and suddenly felt dizzy in front of him, and the dancers serving beside him also had a double vision.

There's something wrong with this wine.

Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth and stood up, and said to the first prince: "Your Highness, Weichen is not feeling well, and he is not strong enough to drink, can you allow Weichen to go back and rest?" ”

The corners of the prince's mouth tugged at the corner of his mouth and said, "It's just that I drank too much, I have all the wine and beautiful people here, don't go back, the general's mansion is so empty, it's too stuffy, isn't it?" ”

Lou Zhan gritted his teeth to resist the inexplicable heat in his body, pulled his collar, walked to the middle, knelt on one knee, and said: "Weichen is really too strong to drink, begging the prince to let Weichen go." ”

The scene suddenly fell silent.

The first prince even tightened the arm of the beautiful concubine beside him, so that she frowned tightly but didn't dare to say anything.

"Since the general insists on this, then it's enough, come and send the general home."

The crown prince couldn't force him to stay, so he had to obey.

There was an attendant who led Lou Zhan out of the garden of the Prince's Mansion and out of the gate, so Lou Zhan felt better.

Near, he was about to lose control.

That wine, not quite right.

Outside, the carriage of the General's Mansion was waiting, and Lou Zhan got into the carriage, only to find that his forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and his body was still a little hot. He wanted to go back to take a cold shower as soon as possible, so he ordered the coachman to go faster.

finally got to the general's mansion, and Lou Zhan was already drenched in sweat.

The men at the bottom prepared cold water.

stepped into the bathtub, and the heat in Lou Zhan's body was finally relieved.

Leaning on the edge of the bathtub, he lay quietly, and suddenly remembered the night he had lost control, that is, that time, there was a huge gap between him and Bai Yirong. His unbearableness was seen by her own eyes. She must be very sad.

Now, once again, he has hurt the person he wants to protect the most.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but smile bitterly. What a great irony.

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This night, inexplicably a little irritable. Bai Yirong couldn't fall asleep tossing and turning, so she got up at night.

The yard was green, with the sound of insects.

The garden is illuminated by the lights in the courtyard, and the countless mist in the air casts a hazy beauty over the courtyard. Bai Yirong approached the garden and saw crystal dewdrops on the huge green leaves, round and crystalline, and cute.

So he asked the maid to go back to the house and find Fang Zhu.

Bai Yirong held a small cup-like container and placed it under the green leaves, letting the dew beads roll into Fang Zhu.

The crescent moon hung silently in the air.

Collecting dew is really a careful job, and after a few drops, Bai Yirong yawned. No, I'm too sleepy.

"Girl, do you want to go back to the house and rest?"

"Hmm." Bai Yirong handed Fang Zhu into the hands of the maid and went into the house by herself.

However, as soon as I got into bed, my mind suddenly cleared up a lot. Tossing and turning many times, she sat up with a thin quilt.

What's going on......

The maid heard the movement and came in to find that in the dark room, Bai Yirong was sitting there with her hair draped.

"Girl, can't you sleep?"

Bai Yirong nodded.

Somehow, she felt her heart very irritable, and a feeling of uneasiness was intruding on her.

How nice it would be if he was, if he was.

Not seen for a day, like March. What about March gone?

The maid approached, smiled and said slowly, "Girl, do you want to listen to the story?" If you can't sleep, the slave can tell you a story. ”

"Really?" Bai Yirong became interested, when she was a child, when she couldn't sleep, she would always pester her brother to tell her stories, but Bai Wenyun's storytelling level was too poor, sometimes she heard it in a fog, and sometimes she felt too fake, alas, she was full of poison.

"Once upon a time there was a little girl, she got married, and then her husband died, and she died, and their descendants buried them together."

Bai Yirong blinked her eyes and waited for the following.

For a long time, the maid did not continue to speak.

"It's over?"

The maid smiled and said, "Yes, the slave has always thought this is a very beautiful story. What do you think, girl? ”

"Ah......" Bai Yirong was stunned, to be honest, she didn't think there was anything beautiful about such a short story at all.

"I wonder if the girl has ever heard of such a sentence?"

"What?"

"Life should be the same, death should be the same hole. Although this story is simple and prosaic, it is enviable. The waitress's tone was full of yearning.

Bai Yirong froze in place.

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