Transformation of the slag prince plan

The night is dark, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse.

In the most luxurious and extravagant Chunfang Pavilion in Jiangyin, there is the sound of silk and bamboo, and all the beautiful people dance together.

Ji Lanshu's face was flushed red, and his phoenix eyes were evil. He held the oiran leaning in his arms in one hand, and held the wine cup in the other. He raised his glass to Ji Lancheng and said with a smile: "Brother, last time it was my brother who was ignorant. I drank by myself but didn’t call my elder brother, so I made up for it today! Come on! Brother toast elder brother!”

After speaking, he drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

The oiran in her arms smiled coquettishly, holding up the jug to pour wine for Ji Lanshu, while praising him softly: "Young master has a lot of wine, I want to drink with you too."

Ji Lanshu laughed loudly: "Come on, Ben...Young Master, please accompany me!"

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the unmoved and gloomy elder brother opposite, and then he lowered his head and buried it in the snow-white neck of the oiran in his arms, and took a deep breath.

The rich aroma of the oiran's body suddenly poured into the nostrils, almost suffocating Ji Lanshu.

He couldn't help turning his head to the side, which aroused the coquettishness of the oiran, but he pressed his soft and boneless body a little closer to Ji Lanshu's arms.

The gestures of these two fell into Ji Lancheng's eyes, just like his younger brother kissing that lowly woman's neck, it was really dazzling!

With a cold face, Ji Lancheng drank the pear blossom wine in the wine cup in one gulp, waved away the girl who was sitting next to him who was about to pour wine for him, and cast his eyes on the dancing female artists in the hall.

Ji Lanshu raised his head and saw that Brother Huang's face was still as dark as the bottom of a pot, and said deliberately: "Brother, but are you not satisfied with the girl next to you? If that's the case..." He pulled the oiran out of his arms and dragged her to Ji Lanshu. Cheng pushed over there, "My younger brother is not bad, how about letting her serve your elder brother?"

Turning to Hua Kui again, he said: "If you can make my elder brother happy today, I will reward you very much!"

The oiran's eyes lit up, and he immediately moved Lian to Ji Lancheng's side, took the jug from the girl's hand, and said to him with a sweet smile: "My lord, I came here by order, you must take pity on my lord." Yes." As if to pour wine for Ji Lancheng.

Ji Lancheng stared at his younger brother coldly, and did not stop the oiran from pouring wine for him.

When the oiran sees something going on, his actions become more attentive.

Ji Lanshu drank another glass, and called the girl who was leading the dance. As soon as the person approached, he got up and hugged her, and said to Ji Lanshu: "Elder brother is drinking slowly, younger brother is too strong to drink. Going to rest first."

Seeing that he wanted to leave, Ji Lancheng immediately put the cup in his hand heavily on the desk, and said coldly: "Zi Yan!"

Ji Lanshu seemed unable to see the storm that was building up in the eyes of the emperor's brother, and said with a smile: "Brother, brother will go now."

While walking, he touched the lead dancer's slender waist twice, which was self-evident.

Ji Lancheng watched Ji Lanshu walk out with a girl in his arms, his eyes were dark, and the invisible murderous aura spread from his body in waves, which made the oiran turn pale in fright, and kept backing away .

Ji Lancheng snorted coldly, and strode out.

He was full of anger in his chest, but he had no way to vent his anger, so he went out of the gate of Chunfang Pavilion, got into the carriage directly, and said, "Go to Zheng Ze's mansion!"

When Mo Sheng saw Sheng Yan was furious, he shrank in his heart and didn't dare to say more, obeying the order of the saint, he drove the car back immediately.

Ji Lanshu walked into a luxuriously furnished room with the girl in his arms.As soon as the door was closed, he let go of his hand, walked to the grand master's chair by the table, and sat down firmly, without feeling drunk at all.He smiled gently at the bewildered girl standing by the door: "I like to take the initiative, do you understand?"

The girl froze for a moment, and immediately stepped forward.She just took a step before Ji Lanshu stopped her.

"Go to the bed and act like you are having fun with others. If you make me enjoy watching it, you will definitely be rewarded."

The girl has been in this place of fireworks for some time, and she has also seen customers who are tricky and difficult to serve, but she has never seen such a strange interest as the young man in front of her.

However, as long as you pay the silver taels, not to mention just wanting to watch her entertain herself, but just want to see how good she is, that's also feasible.

The girl calmed down, went to the bed and began to take off her clothes. She tried her best to display her beauty in order to satisfy the viewers.

Ji Lanshu seemed to be staring intently at the charming and graceful figure, but his mind had already drifted elsewhere.

He hadn't seen Xiao Fan for five or six days. Did Xiao Fan's injury improve?

Before going out, he always wanted to go to Xiaofan's upper room where he was recuperating.The footsteps were clearly heading there, but they stopped again.

As long as he thought that Xiaofan's injury was caused by him, he would feel guilty and feel ashamed to face the boy who was dedicated to him.

And the emperor recently...

Ji Lanshu closed his eyes, recalling the strong hand tightly wrapped around his waist these past few days at midnight, and sighed helplessly.

The incident of the assassination that day was seriously pursued. If the emperor's brother hadn't overreacted and threw Horn out, their group would not have been in danger.

But who is the emperor brother, how can people find him unhappy?

Brother Huang's unhappiness is mostly because of himself.So going around, Ji Lanshu is still responsible!

In this way, he was even more afraid to see Fan Yi.

He wasn't afraid that after the young man learned the cause and effect, he would hold resentment toward him and speak coldly to him.What he is afraid of is the emperor...

The girl on the bed was getting better and better, her tender and chanting voices were melodious, but Ji Lanshu sat as firm as a rock, unmoved at all.

It wasn't until the middle of the night that Ji Lan saw that the person on the bed was dripping with sweat and was already too tired to sleep, so she stretched out her hand and pinched a few marks on her neck, got on the bed, and lay down with her clothes on.

Ji Lancheng's face was gloomy all the way, until he returned to Zheng's residence, he didn't get any better.

For a moment he was annoyed at his younger brother's unrestrained appearance, and at the same time hated himself for having no position to stop that dazzling scene.

It shouldn't be like this!

He, Ji Lancheng, spoiled his grown-up brother wholeheartedly, so he should stay by his side obediently, instead of going to those low-level places to have fun!

Ji Lancheng stood in the quiet gazebo in the garden of the Zheng Mansion, and coldly ordered Mo Sheng who was following him to bring wine.

Mo Sheng took the order and left.Not long after, he came back with a few jars of wine in his hand.He put the wine jar on the stone table and put the wine cup on the table, but Ji Lancheng waved him away.

In the gazebo, a cold wind blows from time to time.Ji Lancheng didn't care, and just drank one cup after another.

In the upper room, Fan Yi just drank the medicine, and he felt much better these few days, except that his shoulders still ached, but his spirit recovered a lot, getting out of bed and walking around was not a problem.

He Qing checked his pulse and said with a smile: "Now we just need to wait for the wound to heal slowly. After a few days, if you feel that the wound is painful and itchy, don't stretch out your hands to scratch it, and the wound will grow new flesh." .”

Fan Yi nodded: "Okay, senior brother." He looked at Zhu Wenxuan who was sitting by the bed, and said, "Let's stop here today! It's getting late, the two elder brothers go to rest first."

Because Fan Yi was injured, Zhu Wenxuan brought the books to Fan Yi these few days, read them together and exchanged opinions with him.

Hearing this, Zhu Wenxuan looked at the notebook next to the book case, and said, "Okay, Xiaofan also go to bed early." He packed up the books at hand, and walked out together with He Qing.

The two lived in a small courtyard on the east side of the upper house, and it was a long way to go from the upper house to the small courtyard.

When they passed the garden, He Qing saw a light in the pavilion not far away, he walked a few steps closer and looked hard, and saw a person sitting in the pavilion.

The warm light of the lantern shone on the man's handsome face, adding a bit of softness and making He Qing's heart pound.

That person is Fengting!

Zhu Wenxuan, who was walking with He Qing, also saw it. He blinked at He Qing, covered his mouth with his hand, pretended to yawn, and said faintly, "Oh! I'm so sleepy, so I'll go ahead."

He Qing was so happy that he wrote a series to Zhu Wenxuan, and immediately turned and walked towards the gazebo in the garden.

Zhu Wenxuan looked at his back and smiled silently.Mr. He has someone he likes, and he only hopes that he can live a smooth life with that young master.And as a loner, it's better to go to rest early.

When He Qing walked into the pavilion, he saw Feng Ting pouring himself a drink.Just now he couldn't see clearly from a distance, but now that he is close, He Qing realized that Feng Ting's expression was gloomy, and he seemed to have something on his mind.

He walked up to Feng Ting and called him: "Feng Ting, the night is dark, why haven't you rested yet?"

Ji Lancheng turned his face to the side, and saw the boy from the He family standing beside him at some point, looking at him worriedly.

It seems that he is not without entertainment tonight.

He narrowed his long and narrow phoenix eyes, and suddenly stretched out his hand to pull He Qing into his arms, close to the little Langzhong's ear, exhaled hot air, bit his earlobe and said, "Come, pour me wine. I'll drink two."

He Qing was caught off guard by Feng Ting's stretched out hand, and instantly fell into the man's arms.In order to maintain his balance, he subconsciously raised his hands to wrap around Fengting's neck.While still in shock, the man pressed his ear to breathe again, and the man bit his earlobe!

He Qing blushed for a moment, and didn't even hear what Feng Ting said.

This... this is too intimate!

He Qing immediately wanted to get out of Feng Ting's arms, but the hands around his waist were too strong, and he couldn't get away, so he had to try his best to distance himself from the man, stumbling and saying: "Bong...Feng Ting, you Let go...let me go."

Feng Ting chuckled: "That's all. Or, you don't want to?"

In the harem, how many concubines and nobles can't wait to cling to him all the time, now that he takes the initiative to embrace people in his arms, this kid from the He family dare not refuse?I don't know how to flatter me!

That's all, it's a small thing that is voluntarily delivered to the door, and it's still interesting.He could barely be more patient.

He Qing's face became even more red, and he said in a low voice: "Feng Ting, if you want to drink, Qing will accompany you, but... this is too close, Yuli is not... um...!"

All the unfinished words were sealed back into the mouth by the lips that were kissed suddenly.

The kiss with the aroma of wine was hot and domineering, making He Qing dizzy and almost suffocated, and his eyes were even more blurred.

After a long time, Ji Lancheng backed away a little, put his forehead against his forehead, and asked with a smile: "Now, what else do you have to say?"

He Qing was so limp from the kiss that he could only lean into Ji Lancheng's arms and breathe heavily.

Hearing Feng Ting's words, he suddenly had the illusion that he was bitten tightly by a huge beast and could no longer break free.

Fengting... How could Fengting be so disregarding the world and deviant? !

Seeing that the person in his arms remained silent, Ji Lancheng pressed his lips together again, but He Qing turned his head away.

Unexpectedness flashed across his eyes, and he was about to push the man away from his arms, but saw He Qing's eyes glistening, and said pitifully, "Fengting, Qing will pour you some wine."

Ji Lancheng raised his eyebrows, and finally let him go.

Well, the night is still long.