Chapter 447 Long Yang (7)
Zhao shi raised his eyebrows proudly, and said, "Brother Ang is outstanding in both knowledge and talent. He is already a great man at the age of 18. He will definitely be named in the gold list next year! Hmph, let me see, this Liu Qingqing's family background is declining, and his character is also not good. In general, with Ang Ge'er, I feel a little wronged. When they get married in the future, I will prepare a large dowry for Liu Qingqing, which can be considered as compensation for their young couple. If Liu Qingqing is not satisfied with this, then her heart is too It's big! I can't even give it to our brother Cheng!"
"Madam is right." Mama Ying echoed from the side, "Madam is really thoughtful."
Mother Ying's words made Zhao feel a little more comfortable again, and she blamed Nangong Qin and Nangong Sheng for being stupid when they read, and they didn't even understand the world.
But even though he comforted himself in this way, Mr. Zhao still felt extremely aggrieved.
Zhao shi walked to the window, opened the window, and looked at the moonlight outside, feeling extremely annoyed.
This bright moonlight not only illuminated Nangong Mansion, but also gave way to Mifang Street in the west of the city to bathe in it.
This Mifang Street is the gold-selling cave in the capital, and it is also the town of Wenwen. It is the most famous place for fireworks in the capital. Lanterns hung on both sides of the street, almost illuminating half the sky. On Mifang Street, the most luxurious and lively Nanfeng Pavilion is undoubtedly the Xiuyun Tower.
In Xiuyun Tower at this moment, Lu Heng, the prince of Xuanping Hou, hugged two thirteen- or fourteen-year-old boys with inexorable looks and painted makeup. He kissed this one, touched that one, and had a good time with them. .
"Come on, beauty, play a leather cup with your grandfather!" Lu Heng laughed uncontrollably, one hand slid down restlessly, and came to the left between the waist and hips of the round-faced boy on the left.
The round-faced boy's face was flushed with red, and he shyly took a glass of wine in his mouth. He wanted to refuse to feed it into Lu Heng's mouth... Lu Heng lingered between the boy's lips and tongue with a look of enjoyment.
And the Danfeng-eyed boy on the right was no longer dependent, and said delicately: "Master Shi, you are partial..."
They didn't know what year they were playing, but outside the Xiuyun Building, Lu Heng's guard Ye Yi was standing helplessly outside the building. Before entering the door, he smelled a strong fragrance of fat powder, which made him continue to fight. Sneezed several times.
He looked at the signboard of Xiuyun Tower with a blank face, and sighed deeply in his heart: Who made him owe his life to the Marquis!
He frowned and resolutely walked into this bizarre hall.
For someone like Lu Heng who likes male sex, Xiuyunlou is naturally a gentle town. But to a normal man, this Sleeve Cloud Tower is even more terrifying than those hell caves, and those little servants who pretend to be delicate and smeared with powder are enough to make ordinary people have nightmares for three days and three nights.
"Master, you look a bit raw..." A man in his thirties with his face wiped like a white wall twisted his waist and leaned over, looking like the turtle here.
Ye Yi quickly slashed the scabbard horizontally, blocking the opponent's arm, and said coldly: "I am from the Xuanping Marquis's residence, and I came to see Lu Shizi."
The Guigong looked at Ye Yi's face regretfully, turned around and said, "Master, Lu Shizi is on the second floor, please come with the slave."
Ye Yi put away his scabbard and followed silently.
Passing through the crowd of people looking for fun, he finally entered Lu Heng's private room on the second floor under the guidance of Duke Gui, and saluted respectfully: "I have seen Shizi."
"It's Ye Yi! Why are you here?" Lu Heng waved his hand impatiently, "I have something to say when I return to the house, don't hinder this prince and the little beauty from getting close now!" Hearing Lu Heng's words, he felt The two teenagers in the room both smiled and beat him lightly with their fists, looking coquettish and angry. Lu Heng took advantage of this, but as for Ye Yi, I don't know what kind of torture it was.