I pretend to be a unicorn in the Red Mansion

As the first song and dance performance came to an end, the Japanese envoy Inukai Jiro raised his glass and stood up to toast Emperor Kangxi:

"Your Majesty, the song and dance performance just now was absolutely wonderful!

We in Japan also have unique singing and dancing arts, and we hope to have the honor of inviting Your Majesty to enjoy them together."

However, at this moment, Kangxi was not very interested in continuing to watch the singing and dancing performance. The banquet was already half over, but Cheng Ge'er had not yet shown up.

He was in no mood to watch any performance.

Although he had no interest, Kangxi did not make things too difficult for the vassal state's request.

He quickly glanced at the shabby appearance of Inukai Jiro. When the man stood up, he was not even as tall as Hiroshi when he was sitting.

It's as thick as a tank but not as tall as a tank. Its waist is just the butt. Its butt takes up half of its 1.2-meter height.

too ugly.

In order to avoid visual discomfort, Kangxi hurriedly motioned for him to sit down and allowed the Japanese woman to come forward to perform.

At the same time, Park, the Goryeo envoy, kept cursing in a low voice with jealousy:

"Ah! This son of a bitch actually succeeded in his flattery!

Look, I will present the delicious kimchi I brought to the emperor in a while. The emperor will surely be very pleased!

It’s sour and sweet, absolutely delicious! If it doesn’t taste good, I would give my life to the emperor!”

As Park was obsessed with fantasizing that Kangxi would reward him generously for kimchi, a group of geishas with pale faces like snow, cherry-red lips and dressed in gorgeous kimonos came on stage.

Suddenly, the eerie and strange tunes of Japan echoed in the hall, and the geishas danced lightly. However, many Qing ministers frowned as they watched.

"This Japanese song and dance performance is really unbearable to watch!" The ministers shook their heads and sighed.

How can that woman who is made up like a ghost be pretty? She even has a pillow on her waist. Tsk tsk, she is not worthy of being in a formal occasion.

Obviously, the ministers of the Qing Dynasty were completely unable to appreciate the performance art of the Japanese geishas, ​​and they looked disgusted and impatient.

In contrast, Inukai Jiro was very excited. He clapped his hands to the beat and seemed to want to dance along.

He took a sip of the wine and frowned slightly, feeling that this wine was far less mellow and delicious than Japanese sake.

So he quietly took out the Japanese sake that Yunniang had specially prepared for him before entering the palace.

He hid this bottle of sake in his crotch and brought it secretly into the palace at great risk.

Fortunately, his bow legs were bent enough to allow him to store a lot of items in his pants.

He took out the sake and took a sip with relish. Wow, it was delicious.

After drinking it, he had that feeling of being in ecstasy again. He felt as if all the bones in his body had become lighter and his soul was floating in the sky.

He felt that at this moment he had become a more powerful person than Kangxi. He was not afraid of any emperor or mikado. He, Inukai Jiro, was the most awesome.

Following the beat of the music, Inukai Jiro stood up, danced with the geisha, and shouted at the top of his voice.

No alcohol at all.

The ministers were annoyed by his noise and their faces were full of annoyance. Kangxi was also speechless and waved his hand to ask him to leave.

As a result, Inukai Jiro danced closer and closer, and even wanted to pull Kangxi up to dance with him.

He now felt dizzy as if he was in the clouds, heat emanating from his whole body, and his brain was no longer able to think.

So he took off his clothes while walking towards Kangxi. The guards came up to protect him, but who knew that the son of a bitch was actually very strong.

The sake mixed with Dali Pills and Wushisan has an extraordinary blessing effect.

The short Inukai Jiro was able to fight to a draw with the tall Eight Banners brothers.

When the guards were fighting with Inukai Jiro, the eyes of a geisha became fierce. She took small steps and released the crossbow in her sleeve when no one was paying attention. The sharp arrow pierced Kangxi directly.

When everyone saw the assassination attempt, they wanted to stop it, but found that it was too late.

At this time, the hall was in chaos. Some people wanted to step forward to block the arrows, while others shouted to protect the emperor.

Kangxi thought he was doomed today. He blamed himself for being absent-minded and failing to avoid the assassination.

Can he see Cheng Ge'er again before he dies?

Just when Kangxi was in despair, a familiar voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

[Ao Ye, the master is back, hahahahaha.]

The laughter is loud and carries the innocence of a child.

When Kangxi heard the sound, he immediately looked around, but the arrow that had been shot in front of him seemed to have no power and fell directly to the ground, only 0.1 mm away from him.

But no one paid attention to this magical scene, everyone's attention was attracted by the young man at the door.

The young man who walked slowly in from the door was covered in a bright red glow, and his clothes were sparkling with colorful light.

He had a tall and straight figure, like a young poplar, and a face as white as jade with a lustrous luster, like a flawless piece of jade.

There seemed to be stars twinkling in those beautiful eyes, deep and bright, making people forget the worldly affairs and yet dare not look directly at them.

The boy's face was extremely delicate, yet without the slightest trace of femininity. Instead, it revealed an otherworldly aura that made people dare not harbor the slightest disrespectful thoughts towards him.

What’s even more magical is that with every step the boy took, a lotus mark would appear behind him.

These lotus marks are not ordinary lotuses, they are very different.

If you look closely, you can find a small hoof print next to each lotus - it turns out to be a wolf's hoof print!

This unique combination gives people a mysterious and shocking feeling.

Jia Cheng suddenly appeared in front of everyone. Some ministers who recognized him covered their mouths and exclaimed, "Rui, Earl Rui An."

Someone covered the mouth of the person who was speaking, for fear of disturbing the immortal.

Jia Cheng had a tense little face like that of a banished immortal, and his eyes revealed a feeling of compassion for the world, as if everything in the world was in his eyes, yet he regarded everything as nothing.

Heaven and earth are unkind and regard all things as stupid dogs.

He waved his sleeves casually, and the group of geishas who were originally on high alert fell to the ground one after another, unable to move.

He just gently pointed his finger at Inukai Jiro, and Inukai Jiro, who was just going crazy, was immediately struck unconscious by a bolt of thunder.

The attack was precise and did not affect anyone else at all.

Jia Cheng's shocking appearance stunned everyone present.

Fucha March was so shocked that he held his chin in his hand - because he opened his mouth too wide in surprise, his jaw was slightly dislocated.

However, although Jia Cheng appeared to be silent on the surface, he was actually very active inside.

[I’ve only been away for a few days, but Ao Ye has become so haggard. It seems that this guy really can’t live without me, hehe!

These damned Japanese pirates actually dared to assassinate my best friend in front of me. They are so bold.

I only need one bolt of lightning to turn that tiny place into ruins. Humph! If the Jade Emperor hadn't allowed me to do that, Japan would have been gone long ago.]

Jia Cheng's eyes met Kangxi's, with a little sympathy in his eyes, [Tsk tsk, and this big black dragon, this pitiful look is really unpleasant to the eye.]

Jia Cheng walked slowly towards Kangxi, and every step seemed so firm.

Kangxi stood up nervously, his hands trembling slightly and his breathing becoming heavy.

His eyes were fixed on Jia Cheng and he was reluctant to look away, like a young boy who had just fallen in love.

Kangxi lowered his head to examine the gorgeous dragon robe on his body, and hurriedly reached out to smooth out the wrinkles on it, as if he wanted to appear in front of Jia Cheng in the most perfect image.

At this moment, Kangxi's mind was filled with thousands of thoughts and countless words, but when he really opened his mouth, it turned into only four simple words: "You are back."

Jia Cheng raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and his originally cold expression disappeared in an instant, replaced by a gentle smile, like a beautiful flower blooming on the top of an iceberg.

He responded softly, "I'm back." These four words were like a spring breeze, instantly soothing Kangxi's wounded heart.

After hearing this brief answer, Kangxi's eyes gradually became moist.

He had been silently waiting for Jia Cheng's return for countless long days and nights.

Now that Jia Cheng has finally returned to him, the emptiness and loneliness deep in his heart are filled at this moment.

He stared at Jia Cheng quietly and found that he had not only grown a lot taller, but his appearance had also changed.

The face that once had a little baby fat now has clear contours, is more delicate and beautiful, and makes people unable to take their eyes off it.

Those eyes that were once full of innocence have now become deep and compassionate, like a god high in the sky, overlooking everything in the world.

Kangxi suddenly felt a little inferior. He thought that he must look terrible now.

And he had just been stabbed and nearly died, looking really incompetent.

Cheng Ge'er saved him again. It seemed like he was saved by Cheng Ge'er every time. He felt so ashamed.

Jia Cheng saw Kangxi’s fragility, so he stepped forward, took his hand, and took him away.

This process was so natural that no one had time to stop it.

Hongli was the first to react and hurriedly chased after him, "Brother Cheng, I..." Hongli opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

Is he talking about his longing for her over the past five years, or his love that he cannot express?

He felt that any inappropriate words were a blasphemy to Cheng Ge'er, and he was not worthy of a godly figure like Cheng Ge'er.

He doesn't deserve it.

Hongli, who had always been confident and powerful, felt inferior and stopped.

Hongli lowered his head, and big, round tears fell to the ground. Looking at the tears exploding on the concrete floor, Hongli felt depressed.

He was so incompetent and pathetic that he couldn't say a word in front of Cheng Ge'er.

When he was feeling sorry for himself, a scented handkerchief was handed to Hongli. He looked up and saw Jia Cheng's ethereal face.

"Brother, you are still so fond of crying."

The slightly teasing words made Hongli burst into laughter immediately, and all his inferiority and cowardice disappeared.

Hongli straightened his chest and felt that he was back to normal. His junior brother still remembered his strengths.

Tears were streaming down his eyes, but the corners of his mouth were stretched to his ears, "Junior brother, you're back. I miss you so much, every day, wuwuwu..."

The more Hongli spoke, the sadder he became. The overwhelming longing overwhelmed him. He cried so hard that his tears streamed down his face and his voice shook the sky.

Jia Cheng's hands were itching and he wanted to slap this crybaby, but he was afraid of getting his hands stained with snot.

Kangxi, who had been eyeing Hongli with a covetous eye, slapped Hongli in the face with a cold look.

Good, the world is quiet.