Tonight's night is a little gloomy and ambiguous.

Dugu Yingyue's figure floated from the blue tile and red wall of a large official house to the alley, his eyes were still full of red silk, but his expression was very excited.

Dugu Yingyue, who has extraordinary looks and skills, has always been very good at seducing women from good families.

He doesn't like young girls, he likes wives, especially the noblewomen of the eunuchs. Because these mature women not only do a good job in bed, but also can secretly give him very valuable jewelry and utensils.

The young and extravagant Dugu Yingyue has always spent money like running water, and his expenses are also frighteningly high.

Fortunately, he is very well-known and popular in the social circle of noblewomen and celebrities in the capital, and many lonely and coquettish ladies are spending money to support this guest who enters the scene.

For example, Song Haiyan, the lady of the imperial history that he just visited tonight.

His wife Song Haiyan was in the year of the tiger and wolf, and she was lonely and unbearable.

The current Dugu Yingyue has only been fighting with Song Haiyan for a long time, carrying a small bag of gold and silver jewelry given by Mrs. Long in her arms, the steps under her feet are slightly swaying, and the hunger and madness on the bed of a forty-year-old woman have almost drained the energy of this young man.

The night was dreary, and a light rain began to fall in the air.

Dugu Yingyue cursed the ghost in his mouth, he was wearing high-toothed wooden shoes with the ancient style of the Tang Dynasty, carrying a long black sheath sword, holding an oil-paper umbrella, and walking along the root of the back wall of the "Imperial History Mansion", one foot deep and one foot shallow.

In early spring, the snow in the alleys has turned to mud, and the cold rain is like a cold blade.

This alley, with the deep courtyard of the mansion, is adjacent to each other, and there are many involutions of the former official eunuchs. Not far away, it is a deep house compound, in the corner of the courtyard, an old plum sticks out of the wall, and the luxuriant flower branches are enough to block half of the road.

"This should be the back garden of Miss Qingluo, the granddaughter of Zuo Xiang Li Gang, right?" Dugu Yingyue raised his head under the umbrella to look, and thought wildly in his heart: "I have long heard that Li Yizhi's daughter Qingluo is a stunning beauty raised in the deep boudoir, I don't know if there will be a chance for me to be lucky enough to enjoy it in the future, it is always a thousand times more delicious than Song Haiyan's fat sow......"

He was thinking about what was wrong, and suddenly he saw a figure leaping down in the "Qingluo Garden".

What else could he go in such a cold dark night?

Dugu Yingyue was so frightened that his heart tightened, stealing his wife's stall, naturally his courage was much smaller than usual, he hurriedly hid behind the flower tree on the side of the road, and lowered his body.

Who is this person?

What was he doing flying around Miss Qingluo's back garden in the middle of the night?

Could it be ...... Could it be that he, like me, also came to have a tryst with someone else's wife?

How could it be him???!!!

In this garden, there is Miss Qingluo...... It turned out that Shang Song and Dance and Miss Qingluo ......

Dugu Yingyue's eyes immediately lit up

In such a cold and cold night, Shang Song and Dance came out of the dry and warm house in the rain, and it turned out to be an affair with Miss Sun of Xiangye's biggest political enemy, Li Gangjia!

I must use this incident to blackmail all his aunt's gold and silver savings, by the way, and Qingluo's little girl, I can't let it go easily, if she refuses to follow me and let me enjoy it for a few years, Lao Tzu will say that she will go out of the ugly affair of adultery with a married man, look at her grandfather Li Gang and Li Yizhi, and will go out with her face facing in the future?

Dugu Yingyue hid in the shadows, making calculations. Seeing Shang Song and Dance fall to the back alley with his feet cold, his cold eyes habitually vigilantly looked around, and Dugu Yingyue was so frightened that he hurriedly shrank his neck.

Shang Ge Ge's broad palm stretched out, and he also opened an oil-paper umbrella, walking in the mud all over the ground, and the sound of the drizzle "rustling" on the oil-paper umbrella sounded as if the spring rain of "Jiangnan" hit the lotus leaf.

However, these two feelings are too different.

The interest of Shang Song and Dance is even more sluggish, as if there was also a remnant dream in the "Jiangnan".

Tonight, Deqingluo was in a very bad mood, his interest was not high, and his mood was even worse. Qingluo said to him sullenly: "During the day, my grandfather was very angry when I mentioned to my father that you helped Zhao Ritian's bully to oppress his peers and do evil. The two lingered for a while, and then it ended hastily with no fun. When parting, Qingluo begged him: "Grandfather has already set up a family affair for me and Major General Zong Ying, the son of the old general Zong Ze, singing and dancing, you want to divorce Miss Cai Xuan as soon as possible and marry Qingluo earlier, okay?"

He had walked through this dark alley many times, but he had never thought that when he jumped off the wall in the cold rain and dark night, there was already a person waiting for him below.

Dugu Yingyue, who was hiding behind the bushes, also saw this person.

It was a little girl sitting in a wheelchair in the cold rain, dressed in white like snow, with sideburns like clouds, picturesque eyebrows, and a horizontal flute, cold as a fairy, beautiful as a dream, and melancholy as a fantasy.

Shang Ge and Dance held a half-used oil-paper umbrella, standing ghostly in the wind and rain, except for the corner of his clothes blown by the wind, his whole body did not move, and even his breathing had completely stopped.

Half a lifetime of experience in the rivers and lakes told him that what he met this time was an extremely formidable opponent.

The sound of the flute is sad and desolate, ecstasy and bones-crushing, such as resentment and admiration, such as crying and complaining. Shang Ge and Dance sat quietly opposite her and listened, sadness came from it, and her eyelashes were wet.

A song is resting, and the aftermath is lingering, endless. The girl in white had a short flute off her lips, and her eyes were filled with tears.

Although the mud on the ground was deep, Shang Song and Dance still stood very steadily.

The other party's white-clothed wheelchair girl was terrible and invulnerable with her murderous aura all over her body.

Shang Song and Dance can only guard, stand firm and guard. His pupils under the umbrella had contracted, and he asked coldly, "The girl is waiting for me?" Although he had already felt the murderous aura of the other girl, he did not look panicked or frightened.

The "Red Turban Sword King" is by no means a wasted name, and he is by no means the kind of person who can be easily intimidated.

After a pause, the cold voice of the girl in white like a dream rose: "The night is cold and the rain is cold, to make a long story short, the girl is cold, someone will pay 20,000 gold to buy your head." ”

Shang Ge and Dance was not surprised at all, he smiled with relief, and he said, "It's all over......"

Leng Ruoqian's eyes became colder, as if they had turned into two pieces of jade, almost transparent. Shang Ge Ge did not escape her gaze, but felt a cruel pleasure in his heart, as well as a relief from self-atonement, as if that cold gaze had completely pierced Shang Ge Ge's body, blood, bone marrow, and soul......

After that night, Dugu Yingyue returned home and vomited until dawn......

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

Seven days later, the head of the "Red Turban Sword King" Shang Song and Dance was placed on the bluestone case at the head of the "Liangcheng Inn".

"Why did Miss Cai Xuan spend so much money to kill his father-in-law?" Leng Beicheng asked with a frown.

Although he has always thought that the feelings in the world are as indifferent as paper, he can't help but be a little puzzled when he sees such a love that is regarded as a model so ugly.

"Because Shang Song and Dance betrayed her. Leng Ruoqian smiled indifferently, and said lightly for a long time: "Wealth and power are poisons that eat bones." However, Shang Song and Dance is not a liking of the new and hating the old, the woman Qingluo who was taken captive to 'Snake Mountain' was his original love. ”

"Oh, in order to repay the favor and the power of the prime minister, Shang Song and Dance gave up Qingluo, and then after becoming famous, he secretly accepted it as the outer room for stealing jade and stealing incense?" Leng Beicheng was accustomed to frowning and coughing lightly.

"At that time, Miss Sun Li Qingluo of the Zuo Prime Minister's Mansion was on her way home from the grave of her deceased mother, and was captured by the 'Six Snake Gang', and Shang Ge and Dance went up the mountain alone to save her; however, except for almost dying, it had no effect at all. In order to save her from the devil's den, he can only rely on the power of the power minister's 'power gang'......" Leng Ruoqian smiled indifferently: "Speaking of which, what is really worthy of special mention is this strange love that is not known to the world." "

"I see. Leng Beicheng looked at Cai Xuan's lonely and desolate figure upstairs, with a complicated look on his face: "Since Miss Cai Xuan knows, at most, she will inform her father and elders that it is just a matter of retaliating against Shang Song and Dance and Qingluo, why should she not put Shang Song and Dance to death?"

Leng Ruoqian sneered and shook her head: "The current Shang Song and Dance is no longer the small role Shang Song and Dance of the past. He is not only a big helper to Cai Jing, but also the leader of the eight sword kings of the 'Power Gang'. To put it bluntly: today's 'Power Gang' may not have the eldest lady Cai Xuan, but it definitely can't be without Shang Song and Dance! This is also the biggest reason why Cai Xuan did not alarm the killers of the 'Power Gang', but hired our 'Liangcheng Inn' to take action. ”

"So," the corners of Leng Beicheng's mouth showed a mocking sneer: "Although she cried to her father Cai Jing, all her father could do was persuade his daughter to compromise and seek perfection." ”

"What's worse is that Shang Song and Dance did something wrong, he shouldn't have poisoned Miss Cai Xuan's three meals in a slow way, trying to kill his wife, and helping Qingluo to be the main room. Leng Ruoqian shook her head.

Leng Beicheng nodded slightly, and said a little lonely: "In the end, Cai Xuan couldn't get any assistance from her father, who only knew how to vent his beastly desires on his daughter, and couldn't bear to watch Shang Song and Dance betray and be slowly poisoned to death by him, so she had to escape from the Prime Minister's Mansion and escape from the capital alone......"

"Yes. Leng Ruoqian replied simply.

"Twenty thousand gold is not a small amount," Leng Beicheng looked directly at the girl: "Qian'er, what conditions did you promise Miss Cai Xuan?

Leng Ruoqian smiled, and then replied: "There are three conditions: first, kill Shang Ge and Ge, second, after cremating Shang Ge Ge's body with her, send the ashes back to his hometown in 'Fujian' for burial; and third, let the woman named 'Qingluo' live and live well, at least for fifty years." ”

"Life must sleep together, death must be the same cave. Let Qingluo be lonely and lonely in the world for only fifty years, and I am afraid that after Qingluo dies, he will meet with Shang Song and Dance again......" Leng Beicheng looked at the lonely and desolate figure at the head of the building, and sighed: "What a powerful Miss Cai......"

Such a crazy and desperate mood, not hesitating to destroy everything, I'm afraid that it is exactly the same as when I was back?

Passionately loved, madly hated. She once dreamed of the future countless times in her boudoir, but after her happiness was destroyed, she became an evil spirit. Everything should come to an end.

The end is the beginning of the beginning.

Downstairs, there was a gorgeous and luxurious carriage parked, the cavalry guards with helmets and swords in front of the team, and the "sword handsome" Dugu Yingyue, who was dressed in military uniform, held his sword and saluted: "Miss, Xiangye sent his subordinates to welcome the eldest lady back to Beijing." ”

Cai Xuan leaned on the railing, her eyes were gentler than the stars in the sky, and the red silk scarf on her wrist was jumping like a fire in the wind......

(End of volume)