The beautiful and powerful minister hooked up with the crazy emperor and couldn't escape

"Remember to have Cang Lang inform everyone when we get back, lest someone with a confused mind mistake him for me."

Yuebai nodded: "Yes, young master."

Feng Jiuqing took off his mask and smiled at Yue Bai: "Xiaobai, come here."

Yuebai didn't understand, but still walked towards Feng Jiuqing. Feng Jiuqing chuckled and put the mask on his face.

"Yes, very imposing, worthy of our Yuebai."

Yuebai looked at Feng Jiuqing helplessly, "Young Master."

Feng Jiuqing handed the outer robe to Yuebai, with a smile on his face, "Thank you for your help in returning to the mansion for me, Master. I have to go out for a while and collect some interest."

Yue Bai looked at Feng Jiuqing disapprovingly, "Young Master's injuries haven't fully healed yet, why are you going out again? If it's the same as last time, I will be blamed even if I die a thousand times."

Feng Jiuqing's smile froze for a moment. Xiao Yuebai, can we please not mention our dark history?

He put away his smile and coughed seriously, "Nothing will happen this time, Yuebai, you have to trust me, Master."

Yuebai didn't say anything, but Feng Jiuqing could see the suspicion in his eyes without him saying anything.

Feng Jiuqing looked at Yuebai sincerely, "Little Yuebai, don't we even have this little bit of trust between us?"

Yuebai blinked and looked at Feng Jiuqing with a hint of helplessness in her eyes.

"Sir, you should take the others with you, otherwise Yuebai won't be able to explain to Chief Steward Tianqing. Can you please understand?"

Feng Jiuqing pursed his lips and nodded, then patted Yuebai's shoulder, "Okay, I'll bring it with me. I'll definitely bring it with me."

Feng Jiuqing picked up the veil and disappeared into the carriage the next second.

Yuebai looked at the direction Feng Jiuqing left, already thinking about how to explain to Tianqing that he let the young master go. Tsk, what a headache. I'll just go back and let Canglang explain.

Station.

Feng Jiuqing leaned against the roof, opened half of the tile and closed it again, pushed the furry head next to him away, and said in a low voice: "Zitan, this place is not suitable for you, you should go back."

Zi Tan looked at Feng Jiuqing blankly, her voice even more blank than her face: "Why?"

Feng Jiuqing thought about how shocking that look was just now and gave an awkward yet polite smile.

"Be good, just go back when I tell you to. You are still young, and this is not something you should be exposed to. Go and get Canglang instead."

After all, Canglang often hangs out in brothels and it is much better to let him come than to let Zitan, a little girl. At least Feng Jiuqing will not feel guilty for leading a little girl astray.

"it is good."

Although she didn't understand why the young master wanted her to go back, she still had to obey his orders.

After Zitan left, Feng Jiuqing breathed a sigh of relief. Listening to the lewd music coming from inside, Feng Jiuqing pinched his brows.

It seems that the high priest must have suppressed the effect of the drug in some unknown way at that time. Now that he is back in his own territory, he will not suppress it, right? I have to admire the high priest's good physical strength. Just a rough glance just now, there are at least seven or eight people.

For some reason, Feng Jiuqing felt that he should have come later, at least he wouldn't have seen such an exciting scene right away. He was a little afraid that if he went down now, the high priest would ask him if he wanted to join them. He couldn't even imagine that scene.

Pah! What is he thinking about?

However, since the high priest is not willing to go now, he should go to find the Prince of Nanzhao first. Revenge must be taken sooner or later, so there is no need to rush.

Feng Jiuqing followed the Nanzhao attendants and finally found the residence of the Nanzhao Prince. It was originally just an ordinary post station, but it was transformed into a magnificent place. Wow, he was really rich. It made him want to rob the rich and help the poor.

Feng Jiuqing curled his lips and smiled, then slowly landed in front of the bed of the Prince of Nanzhao. When he saw the Prince of Nanzhao's face, he was shocked for a moment.

Where did this pig head come from?

Especially those two bulging eyes and the swollen purple face. If he hadn't been wearing a four-clawed dragon robe, Feng Jiuqing would have really thought that he had escaped from that circle without knowing it.

"Eh, who are you!"

Feng Jiuqing took a deep breath to hold back his laughter, the voice was similar to the ones in the circle, perhaps, Feng Jiuqing raised an eyebrow, no matter, it was just a little more difficult to deal with, not a big problem.

The Crown Prince of Nanzhao looked at Feng Jiuqing's smile and suddenly had a bad premonition. He was about to call for help, but Feng Jiuqing tapped him a few times. Suddenly, he could neither speak nor move.

Feng Jiuqing picked up the Prince of Nanzhao and swept all the way like he was holding a huge broom, finally arriving at a hidden brothel.

Although the prince's face is a little ugly now, it is not too difficult. Feng Jiuqing simply processed the face of the prince of Nanzhao and it is barely presentable, not too ugly.

The Crown Prince of Nanzhao had a look of horror on his face. He looked at Feng Jiuqing who was talking in a sob for a while. It was impossible to hear what he wanted to say clearly, and Feng Jiuqing didn't want to listen either.

Feng Jiuqing looked at the Crown Prince of Nanzhao with curved eyebrows and said meaningfully: "Don't you like to use medicine? I will help you, don't thank me too much~"

A bowl of medicine with a certain dosage was directly poured down to the Crown Prince of Nanzhao. Feng Jiuqing raised his eyebrows and said, "Life is short. Enjoy it slowly, Your Highness the Crown Prince of Nanzhao."

The madam walked in with a smile and took a look at the barely able-bodied Prince of Nanzhao. With a command, the Prince of Nanzhao was thrown into a room. However, the Prince of Nanzhao was already unconscious at this time and had no idea what he was doing.

After dealing with the Crown Prince of Nanzhao, Feng Jiuqing returned to the roof of the high priest's room again, where the obscene music was still going on.

At the same time, there was a pale-faced Canglang on the rooftop, who looked at Feng Jiuqing weakly.

"My Lord, you called me here just to eavesdrop?"

Feng Jiuqing raised his eyebrows and sat on the other side, saying softly: "So when God wants to give a man a great responsibility, he must first make him suffer. Canglang, I am very optimistic about you."

Canglang didn't know how long he had been listening to the devilish sound, and he couldn't muster any energy at all.

"So what's the big deal? My lord, if it's nothing, I miss my little Baibai."

Feng Jiuqing sighed and said, "Actually, I think I can do it alone, but Xiao Yuebai insisted that I bring someone with me. Well, in this situation, I think you are the most suitable."

Canglang put on a fake smile and said, "Thank you, my Lord. Next time, don't call me for this kind of thing. It's an eyesore."

Feng Jiuqing suppressed his laughter, "You're welcome. As the saying goes, we share happiness and difficulties. You are my right-hand man, and sharing the joy of life with you is what life is all about."

Canglang let out a long breath, "Master, why don't you put on the mask, it will make you look thicker."

Feng Jiuqing just smiled without saying anything. The noise in the room finally died down, and a low, hoarse female voice reached the ears of the two.

"I think you two have been listening for a long time. Why don't you come down and join us?"