The stand-in didn't take it seriously for three years, and the minister was furious when they b

The rough fingertips vigorously rubbed the woman's ears, cheeks, lips and all the way down. Finally, the clean nails stopped at the uneven black and red flower-shaped tattoo above the woman's chest.

My chest ached and a few drops of blood came out.

No disguise, no fakery?

Facing the woman's obviously different light brown pupils, he squinted at her dazzling red dress, straightened up, and sat back on the couch:

"Mute?"

"Since you have hung the purple lantern, I must be worth some money."

Beitang Yi is the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, a third-rank official title. Although he is not considered high-ranking under the emperor who is surrounded by powerful people, no one dares to ignore him. His most feared identity is the head of Yutian Pavilion, and he is also the adopted son of the national teacher.

Yutian Pavilion was directly under the jurisdiction of the emperor. Its powers were roughly similar to those of the East and West Factories plus the Embroidered Uniform Guards in the Ming Dynasty. It was the emperor's "white gloves". It reached its peak in the generation of Emperor Chixuan, but there were some differences.

Although the Yutian Pavilion is loyal to the emperor, the Pavilion Master is not appointed by the emperor. Instead, he has fought his way out of the Yutian Pavilion after going through layers of institutional assessments. Beitang Yi is the only one who has held an official position so far.

Just now, he referred to himself as "this official" instead of "this officer" or "this sir", which showed that he had the intention to kill her, and he didn't need to explain to anyone if he strangled her to death.

There is Yutian Pavilion inside the palace and Qicai Tower outside the palace.

The Seven-Colored Tower was originally called the "Golden Moon Tower". It is the most famous brothel in Yanjing. It got its name because of the "seven-color lanterns" in the night, which is a unique sight. In fact, it is his territory.

Except for the first time when she came to ask for help, the subsequent meetings between the two of them were all conducted in secret language and secret conversations at the Qicai Building.

He had to call her to come.

As for the sedan chair at the back door of the Marquis' Mansion, she asked Chunmiao to pretend to go out there, but it was just a show for the people inside and outside the Marquis' Mansion to see.

Even if this person has dirty intentions, how could he be caught by others?

However, she didn't expect him to be so sharp and ruthless. She just changed her clothes and hadn't even spoken a word yet...

The original intention of the change was to test his attitude towards her. After all, she was not the same Mu Lianzhi anymore.

She pondered, lowered her eyes, straightened her body, and knelt upright on the ground. She was afraid of angering someone again. She did not touch the messy clothes that were torn off her shoulders or the tattoo that was scratched.

Little did she know that her calm and generous attitude was the biggest anomaly.

"You are quite confident~"

The man's voice sounded again, but Mu Lianzhi was unsure of the emotion in his tone. Beitang Yi raised his hand, and she stood up from the ground, breathing a sigh of relief.

Passed the first level.

"After asking for an audience three times, are you so impatient for me to release Ling Yuchi?"

Mu Lianzhi raised his eyes suddenly, but was only surprised for a moment before he came to his senses.

It seems that this time it was the Marquis' Mansion that took the initiative to request a meeting and the Qicai Tower hung up the purple lantern to summon her. No wonder they couldn't even wait for her menstrual period and forced her to take medicine.

Beitang Yi is not an idle person. Although he may have some interest in her and may be unrestrained when he gets crazy, he is not a very pleasure-seeking person.

As far as I can remember, except for the first time she came to him, he seemed to summon her occasionally at the end of the month or the beginning of the month, no more than once a month, and today was the fifteenth, the middle of the month.

In the past three years, the two of them were together very rarely. I don't know if it was because of their secret relationship or their personalities, but when they met, they just did things without saying anything and rarely communicated.

In an era where men are superior to women, it is easy to imagine that the stupid widow who is being PUA is unlikely to volunteer, let alone take the initiative.

"Sir, whether a purebred horse or a mixed-blood horse is better is a matter of opinion. A horse with good endurance on flat ground may not be a good horse in the mountains. This difference is not a major fault. It will not cost him his position as the Junior Minister of the Imperial Household Department, nor his life."

Ling Yuchi is a military commander and has some vision for horses. Although he tried to save some money by mixing in a batch of mixed-breed horses among the purebreds this time, the difference in quality is not big and there is a lot of room for maneuver. Under normal circumstances, this would not be a big deal.

But he was unlucky. A new horse was mixed with the old horses and was sent to the palace by chance. The new horse almost made the concubine fall due to acclimatization, so someone reported it. In the end, it is hard to say whether it is a blessing or a curse after a fair investigation.

Therefore, even if Beitang Yi did not use the excuse of "calling a horse a deer", Ling Yuchi would come out sooner or later. Fine him some monthly salary was just a formality, and the last thing the Marquis' Mansion lacked was money.

However, the situation is unclear now and involves the harem, so the Marquis's Mansion is desperate to try every possible means.

Although the Shaoqing of Taipu Temple was only a horse herder, he also belonged to the Ministry of War and was a fourth-rank official, which was a lucrative position for a military commander who had lost his martial arts skills.

"Oh? Then what is the purpose of your coming here?"

He didn't expect her to say such words. Beitang Yi lowered his eyes to hide the shock and suspicion that flashed across his eyes, but he patted his leg with his big hand as a gesture.

Mu Lianzhi walked forward slowly and sat on it. She carefully adjusted herself to a comfortable sitting position. Seeing that he did not react, she climbed onto his shoulders to steady herself:

"Can I ask you a favor?"

The corner of his eye lingered on her arm for more than three seconds. Beitang Yi grabbed her waist and secretly used his internal energy:

"tell me the story."

"Don't let him out for three months! If possible, make him suffer more."

There is not a single good person in the entire Marquis' Mansion. Although her eldest uncle did not directly participate in the conspiracy against her life, he is the current pillar of the Marquis' Mansion. Moreover, he is foolishly filial and later on allowed the whole family to suck her blood and become successful.

If Ling Wenzhan wasn't his biological second brother and they had always known that he was still alive, how could he have allowed her, a woman so available to anyone, to stay away from him and just accidentally broke into her room while drunk?

The memories of the previous life seemed to be engraved into his bones. Thinking of this, Mu Lianzhi's body stiffened unconsciously, and the blue veins in his neck throbbed slightly.

"You seem a little different today."

"Fish swim to the water, birds fly to the branches, people always change. With Lord Beitang as a comparison, I can't be a fool forever, right?"

Her small hand hooked on the front of his shirt, and Mu Lianzhi looked straight into his eyes without dodging:

"Can you help me?"

"see your performance."

His internal force dissipated, and he leaned over, Beitang Yi kissed her lips, clamping her with skillful force. His hands were not idle either, his clothes spread out, revealing her creamy snow-white skin, her refreshing fragrance... Soon, a black mole hidden under her snow-white peaks came into view.

熟悉的不能再熟悉.

Beitang Yi paused, and someone grabbed his wrist:

"Sir, I don't mean to spoil your fun or hide anything on purpose. It's just that my period has come. Please forgive me, sir. Can you let me go this time or just keep a record first?"

Pulling his clothes and sliding down the couch, he gasped heavily. Mu Lianzhi had already knelt down beside the couch, and then, a stack of banknotes came into view.