The queen is crazy and spoiled, and the tyrant bows to her

There was actually a fake eunuch hidden in the palace, and he even faked his death and escaped...

what does this mean?

This person is probably not simple.

Xie Zhiyan in the cabinet was completely unprepared for the situation before him and was stunned for a moment.

It was originally a joke meant to tease Jiang Wantang.

Unexpectedly, what he thought was a "fake pornographic film" actually turned out to be a "real pornographic film".

The noise outside grew louder, and the man's unbearable teasing voice was heard.

Jiang Wantang took advantage of Xie Zhiyan's stunned moment and pulled his hands away. She was very curious and wanted to see it clearly for herself.

Outside, fake eunuchs and live sex scenes were being performed, and she and Xie Zhiyan hid in the closet to watch...

Is it really that exciting...

In the darkness, Jiang Wantang could clearly feel that Xie Zhiyan's breathing beside him was a little disordered.

She thought that this was probably the most embarrassing and awkward moment in the life of Lord Xie, who was always aloof, elegant and upright.

The wardrobe was not big, and Xie Zhiyan was already tall, so the two of them squeezed in it seemed particularly cramped, and their breathing was clearly audible.

Xie Zhiyan was indeed a gentleman, and even in such a narrow space, he would rather shrink his tall body in a corner and not touch Jiang Wantang at all.

Then the sound of tearing cloth was heard outside, which seemed particularly abrupt and frightening in the dark and silent cabinet.

The two people outside couldn't wait to start tearing off their clothes...

Looking at the fat and short figure, Jiang Wantang suddenly felt it was a bit eye-irritating and subconsciously took a step back.

As a result, he accidentally stepped on Xie Zhiyan's foot and fell into his arms.

The latter groaned hoarsely after being stepped on so suddenly by her, and his body instantly stiffened, not daring to move.

Jiang Wantang pressed her back against Xie Zhiyan's chest, feeling his heartbeat like thunder.

She raised her eyebrows. She didn't expect that Lord Xie, the most cruel official in Dasheng, was so innocent!

Even though it was dark inside the cabinet, she could see Xie Zhiyan pressing himself tightly against the cabinet wall, his eyes tightly closed, his eyelashes trembling, and his cold and indifferent face flushed from the top of his head to the base of his neck.

Jiang Wantang instantly had some evil thoughts of teasing him.

She deliberately tilted her back slightly towards Xie Zhiyan. Every time she moved, he shrank back until he could no longer shrink.

He reached out to push Jiang Wantang away, then put his arms in front of himself.

"do not move."

Xie Zhiyan's cold and hoarse voice sounded in her ears, containing a warning.

He himself had a dry mouth, disordered breathing, and a hot body.

On the other hand, Jiang Wantang didn't blush and her heart didn't beat fast, she was just watching the show.

Xie Zhiyan was completely puzzled. It was not like he had not seen similar scenes before, but he had always felt disgusted and disgusted, and had never felt anything strange.

Why is it so hot today?

Is it because this cabinet is too stuffy and too hot?

Jiang Wantang wanted to turn her head to look, but was pushed back by Xie Zhiyan.

So Jiang Wantang continued to look outside the cabinet.

Xie Zhiyan's low and hoarse voice sounded again, with a hint of gnashing of teeth.

"Jiang Wantang, aren't you ashamed?"

Jiang Wantang retorted bluntly in a low voice: "It's none of your business."

The two people on the couch outside were getting more and more reckless. The wooden couch creaked, and even the gauze curtains around it shook violently...

Xie Zhiyan was, after all, a normal, hot-blooded man. Especially in the narrow space inside the cabinet, the alluring fragrance of Jiang Wantang kept lingering in his breath.

His body was getting hotter and hotter, and he couldn't suppress it.

The already stuffy atmosphere in the cabinet heated up again.

Jiang Wantang was surrounded by the scent of Xie Zhiyan, like the pine trees in the mountains, the breeze in the forest, mixed with a bit of the coldness of cedar, clear, elegant and very pleasant.

It was different from Ji Wuyuan's domineering, strong, and cold aura mixed with ambergris.

But she was still more accustomed to Ji Wuyuan's aura.

After a while, the noise outside died down. The storm that I thought was going to happen was over before it even started...

Jiang Wantang was stunned: That’s it?

From the moment he entered the door to the moment he finished, it was far less long than half a kiss from the Dog Tyrant.

Gee...

Seeing that the man on the couch had stopped moving, Xie Zhiyan could no longer bear it. He rushed out with his eyes closed and captured the man by hearing alone.

Before the man could call for help, a sharp dagger with a cold glow was pressed against his neck.

The naked woman on the couch was so frightened that she wanted to scream, but Jiang Wantang covered her mouth in time.

Jiang Wantang picked up the outer robe on the ground and put it on her, saying teasingly, "Be good, little beauty, if you don't make a sound, I'll let you go."

The woman nodded vigorously. Jiang Wantang released her and placed a gold ingot in her hand. He patted her arm and said, "Put on your clothes and go guard outside."

"You didn't see anything today."

"Understand?"

The woman nodded hurriedly, her voice trembling, "Yes... yes, I understand."

After saying that, the woman immediately put on her clothes and went out.

After she left, Xie Zhiyan opened his eyes, his dark and sharp eyes looking at Jiang Wantang with a smile.

"It seems that Miss Jiang is very familiar with brothels. She has visited them many times, right?"

Jiang Wantang smiled nonchalantly, a sly look flashing in her eyes. "Thank you, sir, that's not true. How could a weak woman like me come to a place like a brothel?"

"This is my first time here, and I am grateful to you, sir."

If I hadn't witnessed her publicly throwing money around to pick up young men in Xunhuan Tower that day, it would have been easy for me to believe her lies.

This cunning wild fox never speaks a word of truth.

Weak woman?

Xie Zhiyan scoffed coldly and said, "A weak woman can't do such a thing as climbing walls and flying over rooftops."

"You can only use this trick to deceive His Majesty."

Jiang Wantang had a pair of fox-like eyes and a cute smile, but she said nothing.

I thought to myself: Oh! This bastard is like a demon, it's really hard to fool him.

Tsk, now that I think about it, tyrants are pretty good.

The two men stopped joking and looked with cold eyes at the old man wrapped in a fur blanket on the couch. He looked to be over 40 years old.

Xie Zhiyan had just secretly investigated and found out that he was a eunuch who had not been fully castrated.

The old eunuch's face was filled with fear, and he trembled under the cold gaze of the two men.

"Please spare my lives, my two nobles, please spare my lives!" He knelt on the couch and begged for mercy.

Xie Zhiyan looked at him expressionlessly, his eyes cold. "Wang Liu, forty-five years old, worked in Concubine Yu's Jinxiu Palace over twenty years ago, isn't that right?"

Wang Liu's body was shaking uncontrollably, his face filled with fear: "You...you...who are you?!"

As he spoke, he lowered his head in panic: "I don't know any Wang Liu, you must have recognized the wrong person."

Xie Zhiyan sneered, and brought the dagger in his hand close to Wang Liu's neck, leaving a shallow mark of blood. He then took out a high-quality black jade pendant, engraved with an exclusive emblem symbolizing the authority of the Dali Temple.

His eyes were fierce and his words were cold: "You should know this person, right?"

Wang Liu raised his eyes, his pupils trembling suddenly: Dali Temple emblem, black jade, red string...