Kill the sadistic male protagonist and become the emperor

"Chou'er, why don't you wear all the Yaohua Linlang that I gave you?" Long Aotian's voice interrupted Ren Baozhi's thoughts.

Si Jiangchou lowered her head and gently stroked her earlobe, saying in a sweet voice, "Please forgive me, Young Master Long. I am really afraid of pain and dare not pierce my ears easily."

As she spoke, she raised her head and gazed at Long Aotian with her affectionate eyes: "Will you blame me, Master, for not wearing earrings?"

Long Aotian's heart softened at Si Jiangchou's appearance, "How can I blame you? Chou'er can do whatever he wants."

Bai You, who was standing by, interrupted at this moment, jokingly saying, "Oh, Madam Si, you're afraid of the pain. When you were having fun with Brother Long every night, did it hurt?"

Si Jiangchou's face flushed, and she said shyly, "My dear, please don't tease me."

Bai You became even more excited when he saw this: "You've been enjoying the pleasures of Brother Long every night, right? Brother Long, you're young and strong, so please don't tire this young lady out, okay?"

Upon hearing this, the young men at the table all laughed knowingly.

At some point, Ren Baozhi's chopsticks never touched the food on the plate again, but just hung in her hand.

The owner of the chopsticks had his head half-lowered, making it impossible to tell his expression.

But even though she was silent, Bai You did not miss the opportunity to humiliate her, and the dirty talk finally reached Ren Baozhi's ears.

"Madam Ren, you and Madam Si came of age on the same day, but you haven't tasted a man yet, right? So many handsome young men are gathered here today. What kind of man do you prefer? Powerful? Rich? Or a man with a good figure?"

The three words "good health" were deliberately raised in tone, causing all the guests to burst into laughter.

Ren Baozhi put down her chopsticks and pretended to be confused. "What do you mean by that, Mr. Bai? I don't know what you mean by a healthy body? All the young men here seem to be in good shape. I can't just fall in love with every one I see, right?"

Bai You winked at Ren Baozhi and said, "Of course—that aspect is good."

Everyone chuckled again, and the atmosphere at the table became more subtle.

Ren Baozhi remained calm and continued to ask, "I'm a novice and don't understand what you mean. Please explain it to me, Mr. Bai."

Now it was Bai You's turn to feel embarrassed, and he was speechless: "This..."

He thought of a clever idea and used Si Jiangchou as a shield: "Madam Si is the one who knows better about the good aspects of the body. You girls are more suitable to discuss these matters than us men."

"Oh? So the topic just now wasn't suitable for men to discuss? Seeing you speak so eloquently, I thought only men could reveal the secrets." Ren Baozhi smiled innocently, scanning the room. "Now, I'm really curious about what kind of filthy and shameful thing could have caused all of you gentlemen to remain silent."

The playboys who had just teased Ren Baozhi were now picking up food, drinking, and laughing awkwardly, but no one was looking at Ren Baozhi.

Long Aotian's expression was uncertain. Seeing that the atmosphere was becoming increasingly tense, he said to Si Jiangchou in a deep voice, "You, go and toast everyone one by one."

Ren Baozhi felt tired after hearing this. She lowered her head, rested her elbows on the food table, and covered her eyes.

I don't want to listen or watch.

A fragrant breeze blew by, and Si Jiangchou was standing gracefully in front of her food table, holding a wine glass in her hand.

She smiled and said, "Mrs. Ren can't drink much, so you can use tea instead."

Ren Baozhi poured herself a cup of tea, clinked Si Jiangchou's wine glass, and then raised her head and drank it all in one gulp.

Bai You seized the opportunity and said jokingly, "Madam Ren, since you can't drink, it's bound to spoil everyone's fun. Why don't you show off your talents so that everyone can appreciate your unparalleled beauty."

Before Ren Baozhi could respond, Long Aotian ordered, "Come, sing and dance."

The sound of stringed instruments suddenly arose, as if to force Ren Baozhi to join the Liangshan bandits.

The drinking table culture has been similar from ancient times to the present day, and Ren Baozhi had long expected something like this to happen.

Although women in the Wu Zhou Dynasty were bound by the boudoir etiquette and dancing in public was considered inappropriate, what she pursued was never the so-called propriety.

Not only will she jump today, but she will also publish the matter in the newspaper tomorrow, so that all the people in the capital can see how rebellious a woman can be!

Ren Baozhi really didn't have any talent for dancing. She couldn't learn other types of dance, but she learned sword dance very quickly.

However, now that Si Jiangchou was standing in front of her, she suddenly had some other ideas.

Ren Baozhi bent slightly and bowed to Long Aotian. "How dare I disobey the order of Master Long? However, my dancing skills are quite crude. I have long heard that Lady Si's dances are so stunning that they move the world. If Lady Si could dance with me, I think it would make up for my shortcomings. What do you think, Master Long?"

Long Aotian thoroughly enjoyed Ren Baozhi's submissive demeanor. Thinking that compared to Si Jiangchou's dancing skills, Ren Baozhi's performance would surely be even more comical and evocative, he waved his hand, "Chou'er, you will dance with Madam Ren."

He then asked, "I wonder what kind of dance Madam Ren would like to perform?"

Ren Baozhi smiled slightly and said, "I am a rough man with a stiff body. I only know how to dance with a sword."

Long Aotian said "hmm" calmly and ordered: "Give Madam Ren a long sword. Chou'er has delicate hands and is weak, so there is no need for her to hold the sword. Just dance with Madam Ren."

Outside the house, the heavy dark clouds finally couldn't bear the weight of the rain, and they poured out with a loud noise, and the hall suddenly became darker.

The sound of the zither suddenly rose, clear and passionate, just like the cry of a phoenix in the sky, soaring into the clouds.

Ren Baozhi holds a long sword, looking very heroic, and dances with the sword as gracefully as a dragon.

Si Jiangchou has a slender figure and is as light as a willow, with her red sleeves flowing like clouds.

The sound of the pipa follows closely behind, bright and fast, like a war drum urging an army to march, stirring people's hearts.

The tip of the sword was like lightning, the sword shadow was like a rainbow, and the red sleeves also put away their previous softness and flew sharply in the air.

At the moment when the two passed each other, Ren Baozhi suddenly drew his sword and stabbed it straight at Si Jiangchou.

The smile in Si Jiangchou's eyes flashed by so quickly that it was almost imperceptible.

Soon the tiny smile was replaced by sadness, and she faced the sword tip without dodging or avoiding.

Everyone gasped, their heartbeats stopping as the sword tip approached.

Long Aotian stood up suddenly and shouted angrily: "How dare you!"

But the two people in the hall seemed not to hear it, and no one cared about the shout.

Under the horrified gazes of the crowd, just as the tip of the sword was about to touch Si Jiangchou's chest, it was suddenly retracted.

Ren Baozhi held Si Jiangchou in her arms with one hand, her narrow eyes slightly narrowed.

Although she didn't speak, Si Jiangchou had already read her eyes. She took advantage of the situation and put her arms around Ren Baozhi's neck, whispering in her ear, "Chou'er is weak as a chicken, how can you escape?"

They looked at each other in a brief moment of contact, with a tacit understanding of temptation in their eyes.

The rain became heavier and poured down like a torrential downpour.

Si Jiangchou pushed away Ren Baozhi's chest. Just as they were about to distance themselves, Ren Baozhi whispered in her ear, "What color is your blood? I'm curious."

Si Jiangchou's lips curled slightly: "Why rush it?"