The Emperor's uncle loves me! My paranoid wife, don't run away

Chapter 331 City Order

Concubine Jing certainly knew that Eunuch Qian was arrested and imprisoned in the Heavenly Prison, but she never expected that she would be implicated in this matter.

After so many years in the harem, she had already developed the ability to remain calm even when faced with a catastrophe, but at this moment, she felt a little uneasy.

Luo Yu asked what he wanted to do?

"Mother, what should we do?"

Luo Yuyao's tone was somewhat urgent.

Imperial Concubine Jing rubbed her forehead, pondered for a moment, and spoke in a low voice.

"Yuyao, take Uncle Tianji to your sixth brother first."

"Sixth brother?"

Luo Yuyao was startled for a moment, then reacted and her eyes became stern.

"Will Sixth Brother be in trouble?"

Concubine Jing sneered: "Yes."

"You told Yuqing about the Buddhist beads yesterday, so your sixth brother will definitely become her next target."

Luo Yuyao's expression suddenly became solemn.

"What about you, mother?"

Concubine Jing touched Luo Yuyao's head with a soothing tone.

"Don't worry, mother has her own plans."

Luo Yuyao looked at her, bit her lip, and finally nodded, then turned around and left quickly.

The room fell silent again.

Concubine Chunhong knelt on the ground, her back stiff and her heart in turmoil.

She obviously realized that she heard something she shouldn't have heard...

At this moment, she wished she could find a hole to crawl into, but she was afraid that she would become an abandoned person and be eliminated by Concubine Jing without hesitation.

Concubine Jing slowly raised her eyes and looked at her.

Concubine Chunhong subconsciously held her breath and dared not say anything more.

After a long time, Concubine Jing suddenly chuckled, her tone meaningful.

"Do you remember everything?"

Noblewoman Chunhong's heart trembled, and her tone was respectful and cautious.

"I dare not say more."

"Ah……"

Imperial Concubine Jing smiled slightly, her tone frighteningly gentle.

"Don't dare to say more? But you heard it clearly just now."

Concubine Chunhong's heart was beating like a drum, cold sweat was oozing from her forehead, and she didn't know how to answer.

She knew that Concubine Jing's words were not a casual test, but... a warning to her.

She held her breath and spoke with difficulty: "My Lady, I am loyal to you and have no second thoughts!"

Concubine Jing raised her eyebrows slightly.

"Go down. As for Ling Hui's matter, I will give you an answer tomorrow."

Concubine Chunhong was shocked and lowered her head quickly: "Yes!"

"Thank you, empress!"

"Thank you, empress!"

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Wen Yue Fang.

When Zhe Qing learned from the madam that Eunuch Qian was in trouble and didn't know when he would be back, she was completely stunned.

At that moment, she wished she could build a shrine to worship Shen Runing.

The night is slightly drunk and the sun is setting.

The glitz and bustle of Kyoto began to take on new life in this darkness.

Inside Wenyuefang, lights were lit one after another, and the hazy yellow light was reflected on the carved window lattices, casting shadows.

Wave after wave of men and women seeking fun stepped through the threshold, and laughter and joy were heard everywhere.

The situation is turbulent, the court is treacherous, and the undercurrent in Kyoto is surging.

But for these people who are intoxicated by the glamour of life, what does it matter if someone else sits on the throne?

No matter how powerful the evil spirits are, what can they do to them?

No matter how much you think, it's just unnecessary worry.

"Hey, Prince Wang~ You haven't come to see me for a long time~"

"Brother Li, Brother Li, what shall we play tonight?"

"Sir Song, Shenji Rouge Shop has new rouge, I want it~"

……

There were voices mixed together, laughter and noise, but only in Zhe Qing's room, the atmosphere seemed a little stagnant.

The candlelight flickered slightly, making the faces of the three people in the room appear bright and dim.

Zhe Qing sat in front of the dressing table, slowly twisting a strand of hair with her fingertips.

Two women stood beside her.

One is Yan Shu, a boy with big, watery eyes. He was only fifteen years old. Because his father was a gambler, he was sold to Wen Yue Fang.

The other one is Ning Lang, who is about the same age as Zhe Qing and has a calmer temperament than both of them.

Yan Shu held a bulging purse in both hands, his eyes full of excitement.

"Sister Qing! Are you really going to give us this money?"

Zhe Qing looked at her and smiled, his voice lazy: "Well, as long as this matter is done, all the money will be yours."

Yan Shu cheered, hope in his eyes.

With this money, she can redeem herself!

But Ning Lang was not so excited. She stroked the edge of the table with her fingers, frowned slightly, and looked at Zhe Qing calmly.

"Qing'er, this is too risky. If something goes wrong..."

"Also, your friend wants us to steal Lord Sun's city pass and also wants us to hold him back. What exactly does he want to do?"

Zhe Qing narrowed his eyes and spoke in a meaningful tone.

"Xian'er, I can't tell you the details, but my friend..."

She chuckled, her eyes dark.

“She’s very reliable.”

Ning Lang glared at her, with a helpless tone in his voice.

"Okay, let me be frank with you. If anything goes wrong..."

She paused, her eyes stern: "Don't blame me for running first."

Zhe Qing chuckled, seemingly not caring about what she said at all.

But at this moment, a shrill and flattering voice suddenly came from outside.

"Master Sun is here!!"

Zhe Qing was the first to walk to the door. He looked back at Yan Shu and Ning Lang, then pushed the door open and walked out with light steps.

The bustling atmosphere outside rushed towards me, the scent of rouge mixed with the smell of wine, the noise and the colors.

Sun Ye, the ugly man with a bag of silver, was surrounded by a group of beautiful girls.

The men and women in Wen Yue Fang were like a group of hungry hunters. They stared at Sun Ye with burning eyes and vied with each other to flatter him.

Several delicate hands tore at Sun Ye's hair and beard, and even his collar, belt and trousers were not spared.

"Oh, Lord Sun, you haven't been here for a long time. I missed you so much~"

"Sir Sun, I heard that you have been very impressive in the Dali Temple recently. You are really admirable!"

"I'll warm up the wine for you. Don't run away again tonight!"

Sun Ye's greasy face was already covered with lip balm marks.

He half-closed his eyes, holding the wine glass, enjoying the happiness of being the center of attention.

Zhe Qing stood not far away, his eyes moving and his sight swept across, instantly catching sight of a familiar figure.

Shen Runing disguised as a man.

Shen Runing's outfit today was bolder than usual. Her long hair was tied up and held down by a jade crown, and her moon-white brocade dress made her look even more elegant.

She leaned lazily on the carved railing, playing with the wine glass with her fingertips, a smile on the corner of her mouth, looking at Sun Ye vaguely.

Zhe Qing understood, nodded slightly, and then disappeared into the crowd.

Her waist swayed gently, and every step was graceful, with each step being placed in the most eye-catching position.

When she walked in front of Sun Ye, her eyebrows raised slightly...

In Sun Ye's arms, there was a man in cool clothes - Zhang Meir.

Zhang Meir has fair skin, delicate eyebrows and slightly upturned eyes. Her peach blossom eyes seem to be watery and so gentle that they make people's hearts itch.

"Lord Sun~"

She spoke coquettishly, her fingers circling Sun Ye's chest in an ambiguous manner, her voice delicate.

"Today is the first time you hug me. I have been waiting for you for a long time..."

Sun Ye laughed and hugged the person tightly in his arms, kneading the white and tender waist with his rough hands.

"Today, for a change of taste, I will spoil you!"

What a great guy, Sun Ye, he actually wants to change his taste? ?

Just as I was thinking about how to start, Shen Runing had already made a move.

She shook her wine glass casually, tilted her head slightly towards Zhe Qing, and motioned her to look at Sun Ye's waist.

The city order was hanging there, only half an inch away from the sleeves of the crowd.

Zhe Qing's eyes flashed and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

good chance.