Kill the sadistic male protagonist and become the emperor

When we arrived at Lady Si's house, it was not yet noon, but a few guests had already arrived.

When Bai Shou saw Ren Baozhi coming so early, he was stunned for a moment, and then he bowed to Ren Baozhi as usual.

As more and more guests came, Ren Baozhi pretended to be nice to them, and then they all sat down at the table.

The banquet had already begun at noon.

Ren Baozhi sat in the corner, curled the corners of his mouth in sarcasm, and said nothing.

Today, Long Aotian booked Madam Si's house alone, and all the ladies in the courtyard were present at the banquet.

Singing and dancing began, and food and wine were served.

Apart from the Bai Shou family, the other guests were young men of the same age as Long Aotian.

The banquet was lively, with drums and music playing. The dancers in the hall dragged their skirts sideways, twirled with their hands hanging down, and danced with charming expressions.

Long Aotian sat in a high position, and looking around at the guests in the room, he felt as if he was looking down on all the women.

Si Jiangchou was wearing a red dress, with her hair adorned with pearls and jade, and was sitting beside Long Aotian, serving him wine, looking radiant and charming.

When she saw Ren Baozhi today, she acted as if she didn't know her and didn't even look in her direction.

People are sometimes mean. Si Jiangchou's coldness now makes Ren Baozhi feel a little uncomfortable.

But she didn't care too much and just focused on eating. She didn't want to see these fat-headed men being arrogant, nor did she want to see women being treated as toys for others' entertainment, and she didn't want to see Si Jiangchou's flattering attitude.

With singing and dancing, and guests and hosts chatting and laughing, the atmosphere of the banquet became increasingly lively.

Long Aotian took out an eight-petal silver cup with a gilded pattern of ladies hunting and raised his glass to the crowd: "Everyone, have a great time today, and don't leave until you are drunk."

The guests raised their glasses and drank.

Bai You had been paying attention to Ren Baozhi's every move. Now that she saw that she didn't drink, she said sarcastically, "Madam Ren, Young Master Long is personally toasting you, why are you so disrespectful?"

There was a silence at the table, and everyone was gloating and wanted to see Ren Baozhi's reaction.

Ren Baozhi had anticipated the drinking urges, so she brought up Li Qixi directly. "It's not that I'm being disrespectful, but I'm allergic to alcohol. Last year, after leaving the Chongyang Festival, my entire body was covered in rashes, and I looked horrible. Princess Qianqiu has forbidden me from drinking from now on. I can't disobey the princess' orders, so please forgive me."

After the words fell, Long Aotian and Bai You's expressions froze for a moment, and the other guests were silent.

In the end, it was Long Aotian who smoothed things over: "Bai Da, since Madam Ren is Princess Qianqiu's person, why are you making things difficult for her?"

Bai You drank the wine in front of him in one gulp: "Mr. Long is teaching me a lesson, I will drink a glass as punishment."

After a few drinks, Bai You took advantage of the alcohol to speak out: "Madam Ren, your hair is so short, what's the point of keeping it? You might as well shave it all and become a nun."

Ren Baozhi said seriously, "Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Bai, but I just love to eat meat, so I can't become a monk."

Someone at the table echoed, "For someone like you, neither man nor woman, neither human nor ghost, wouldn't it be immoral to stay out here and become a nun?"

Ren Baozhi laughed heartily: "Thank you for the compliment. I am neither human nor ghost, so I can probably become a god."

Bai You continued, "How shameless! Can't you see that others are mocking you? After hearing a few words from you, you really think you're a god?"

Ren Baozhi said, "Being an immortal is great! Who wouldn't want to be one? If you're interested, you can burn a couple of extra incense sticks for me in the future. I'll guarantee you all longevity."

"You..." Bai You was so angry that his face turned red and his neck became thick.

"Me? My name is Ren Baozhi." Ren Baozhi put down his chopsticks and looked at everyone with a smile. "The saint allowed me to cut my hair after my father died. If you are really interested in my hairstyle, you can go home and talk to your ancestors and ask them to give you a chance to shave your heads. I have tried it for you, and the saint will not punish you."

Before anyone could get angry, Ren Baozhi quickly added, "Haha, I was just joking. You won't be angry, will you? Come on, have a drink to warm up the atmosphere."

As soon as these words were spoken, the young men's faces turned pale. They stared at Ren Baozhi fiercely and the sound of them putting down their chopsticks became even louder.

Long Aotian was so angry at Ren Baozhi's words that he clenched his wine glass tightly, his eyes filled with rage.

Si Jiangchou took the wine glass from Long Aotian's hand and fed him a sip. "It's so boring just to eat like this. How about Chou'er play a song for everyone to cheer them up?"

"Alright," Long Aotian's heart surged as he looked at Si Jiangchou's eyes, his expression softening slightly. "Chou'er is still a man of action. Go play a song for everyone."

Everyone in the room was laughing and cheering, except Ren Baozhi, who had lowered his eyebrows and had no appetite at all.

First of all, there was one thing she was almost certain of, that Si Jiangchou and the man in black were the same person.

So, if the man in black is so skilled, why would Si Jiangchou use her beauty to please him?

Is it because of the insect?

Who planted the insect into the body?

Why did Si Jiangchou want to get close to Long Aotian?

What secrets are hidden in this brothel and the women in it?

July 17th.

The date on the colored plate suddenly flashed in her mind.

After Ren Baozhi left that day, she went home and immediately checked the date. It turned out that day was indeed the National Memorial Day.

But for some reason, she cared about that day in particular.

The clear sound of plucking strings came to her ears, and Ren Baozhi looked towards the center of the main hall.

Si Jiangchou sat in a seat near the front, with several young men singing and dancing behind him.

Her profile has smooth lines, every curve is just right, and the upturned corners of her eyes seem to always have a captivating smile.

The pipa is held horizontally in the arms, fingers rolling, strings strumming...

Slow and gentle music flows out from between the fingers.

When everyone heard the music, they felt as if they were in a snowy night, with a beautiful woman standing under a red plum blossom in the distance, her beautiful eyes looking in and her smile softly.

The beautiful woman was looking at him from afar across the falling snow.

Then, the music became light and long, and the woman under the red plum blossoms stretched out her long sleeves and danced gracefully among the swaying shadows of the plum blossoms.

The melody gradually slows down and returns to tranquility, until the last tremolo ends, and the beauty's long sleeves flutter, and she disappears among the plum blossoms and snow.

When the song ended, everyone was still immersed in the illusion, unable to extricate themselves.

It was not until Long Aotian said "good" that everyone woke up from their dream. In an instant, the whole room cheered and the atmosphere reached its peak.

"Well played! This song should only exist in heaven, how often can we hear it on earth?"

"It smells good! It really does smell good!"

"As expected of the number one entertainer! The reputation is well-deserved!"

Ren Baozhi clapped weakly along with everyone else.

Through the music, what she saw was not the stunning beauty of the red plum blossoms, nor the gracefulness of the women, but the loneliness in the sky, as if the heavy snow would never stop falling.

Compared to the Si Jiangchou she met during the day, she preferred the black-clad man's decisive and murderous character at night.

So what if the means were cruel? At least I wouldn't have to compromise.

She thought again of the "they" Si Jiangchou mentioned that night. Perhaps it was because of "them" that Si Jiangchou became what he is now and had to use his beauty to please others.

Who could this "they" be?