Dressed as the master of a sickly tyrant

"You should be glad that he is fine, otherwise I will kill him today! How can I allow you to accuse him here?"

Nan Cangming's thin lips were tightly pressed into a straight line.

Lin Wendi didn't panic in the slightest, he curled up his coquettish lips and showed a beautiful smile: "Kill me, the two countries will go to war, I don't believe you will kill me.

And if you marry me, you will not only get Nanman's support, but I will also help you level the ground, and you will be able to ascend to the Ninth Five-Year Zun just around the corner. "

"What I want, I will get.

No need to rely on a woman.

Since she likes to work with the prince so much, how about marrying the prince? "Nan Cangming threw out a sentence as if discussing.

Lin Wendi looked over secretly, but saw a smile on his face, but the smile looked cold and cold.

Lin Wendi felt a suffocating chill.

Nan Cangming pulled out a bayonet from the nearby torture device and mercilessly picked off her tendons and tendons, blood was splashed everywhere, and screams resounded throughout the dungeon.

The guard who was accompanying him had goose bumps all over his body when he saw it.

The severe pain made Lin Wendi break out in a cold sweat, and his whole body was wet like a drowning person.

Pale and trembling: "You, you are so cruel and merciless, you are simply inhuman."

Nan Cangming didn't take it seriously: "I thought the third prince had already warned you."

After that, he threw a pill into her mouth.

Lin Wendi was about to say something after being forced to swallow it, but found that he could no longer speak.

With all his strength, he could only make some fragmentary whimpers.

Nan Cangming looked coldly at the human being curled up on the ground and said, "The crown prince will invite a group of ministers' sons to have fun tonight, drag her down to wash, and throw her to the group of young masters to have fun."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left, recalling something, turned around and said: "There is no need to report this matter to the Palace Master."

The guard whispered: "Yes, little master."

Chu Haozhi didn't wake up until sunset, got up and washed up before leaving the palace.

At night, the capital is very lively.

The painting boats coming and going on the banks of the Wangjiang River make people linger and forget to return, and there are extravagant music and music everywhere.

In the middle of the river there is a three- to four-story painting boat, the hull of which is decorated with bronze lacquer. It is luxurious and elegant, and it is extremely conspicuous in the middle of the river.

"I heard that it is the most luxurious painting boat on the Wangjiang River, 'Drunk Life and Dreams'?" someone from Jiang'an asked curiously.

"I heard that there is a gold selling cave.

Floods and hunger are everywhere in the south of the Yangtze River, but the dignitaries in the capital are spending money like water. "

Someone beside him sighed.

Business women do not know the hatred of subjugation, and they still sing backyard flowers across the river.

History is a cycle, and the only lesson humans can learn from history is to never learn any.

Chu Haozhi stood by the bank of the Wangjiang River, listening to the people's discussions, and looking at all the people who were feasting, drinking, green, and paper-drunk.

In the distance, red lanterns are hung on the painting boats, and there are several glass lanterns in the shape of windmills, embellishing the night into a colorful appearance. The whole river is like a colorful silk.

"Master, look at the painted boat over there, it's so beautiful!" A little maid on Jiang An shouted excitedly pointing at the painted boat.

As the night darkened, some people had already dispersed, but the guards around the boat were still very tight.

Yue Hanyan picked up a small stone and hit a guard on the head.

The guard froze for a moment and looked around.

The surrounding tourists have already left, and there is no one else except the cold wind.

Yue Hanyan then repeated his old tricks and beat up a few guards.

At this time, someone finally noticed something was wrong: "Why do I feel that someone is hitting me?"

"Where there are people, there is no one around.

The boat is on the river again, who has the ability to go so far..."

"Could it be a ghost? I didn't do anything wrong..."

A few people were still suspicious, and Chu Hao and his party took advantage of the night to easily skim across the water and jump onto the boat.

Landed on the second floor, the cabins in between were brightly lit, and the attendants were shuttled back and forth between the rooms carrying trays, and the smell of wine and meat wafted into the nostrils.

"It's really extravagant. A group of sinus bugs just eat, drink and have fun."

Feng Shayu couldn't help complaining.

Everyone sneaked into the third floor, and saw that in a luxuriously decorated room, the prince was plotting something with several people.

Several people talked for a long time, and they could vaguely hear words such as copper mine, coin casting, and iron smelting.

Could it be that the prince is mining copper mines privately, casting counterfeit coins and smelting weapons?

No wonder in recent years Chonglou Pavilion has always received some counterfeit coins, which were just some sneaky tricks of the common people, but they did not expect to come from here.

Yue Hanyan and Chu Haozhi met each other's eyes and understood.

The prince does not have the support of his mother's family, but the files of the Qixing Pavilion record that the prince has a lot of money. He thought it was obtained from bribes, but he did not expect him to mint official money privately.

This is really hard to find, and it takes no effort to get it.

The prince talked with those people for a while and then left. Yue Hanyan and Nan Cangming followed after him, knocked people out and tied them up and hid them in a corner.

Chu Haozhi and the others followed the prince not far or near.

At this time, Qin Liumo pointed to the distance: "Look!"

Chu Hao and the others followed the prestige and saw that a multi-person erotic palace was being staged in the room.

Lying beside the bed were three or four women with good figures and disheveled clothes.

They held the luscious and seductive bellybands in their hands, their faces were flushed, and their eyes were blurred and eager.

There were four or five men lying on the bed in disorder, one of them was closing his eyes and breathing rapidly, apparently his mind had been controlled by drugs.

He reached out to touch a woman with outstanding temperament on the bed.

The eyes of the other sons were all focused on that beautiful woman, and they were deeply impressed by her appearance and temperament, and they all showed obsession and greed.

For a moment, Chu Hao felt that the woman lying on the bed looked familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was, so he was wondering.

Luo Tianhe frowned and said: "Isn't this the Nanman eldest princess? How could she be mixed with the prince and the others?"

The beautiful woman on the bed let out a painful scream, but the only sound could be a choked sob.

She immediately clenched her hands into fists, trying to beat the man beside her, but her hands were limp on the bed.

The beautiful eyes are full of anger, as if they are cursing: "Beast! Beast... Let me go, don't touch me... Help me... Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

But she could only spit out a series of unclear notes, and no one could understand what he said.

Seeing someone push the door and come in, it was still the prince.

Lin Wendi moved towards the prince as if seeing a savior, longing for the prince to get her out of this quagmire.

The prince drank all night, just had a boozy drink with the group of people, at this time he was still drunk, seeing such a beautiful scenery, he was even more unrestrained for a while, he didn't even recognize her as the eldest princess of Nanman.

Seeing the woman with the best temperament in the room move towards him, he only thought that he was so charming that he could make women throw themselves into his arms.

Seeing that there was no hope for help, Lin Wendi could only try his best to break free from the ropes that bound him, but in vain.

The men on the bed tied her to the foot of the bed with ropes as if they had planned it long ago. No matter how much she resisted, they still firmly imprisoned her body, making it impossible for her to escape.

At this time, Yue Hanyan and Nan Cangming also rushed over, seeing that several people were admiring the live erotic palace, they immediately dragged their family away.

Feng Shayu chatted endlessly in dissatisfaction: "Why are you covering my eyes, I haven't seen clearly yet!" Yue Hanyan took him away before he could finish speaking.

Qin Liumo was watching with relish, pointing at the side with great enjoyment, and commenting on Lin Wendi's figure with Chu Haozhi seriously.

"This skin is as thick as fat and can be broken by bullets! It's really cheap for the prince. It's a pity that the King of Southwest is not so lucky."

Qin Liumo looked at Chu Haozhi maliciously, as if suspecting that the scene in front of him was his handwriting.

Chu Haozhi said lightly, "It's not me."

Nan Cangming regretted it for a moment, feeling like he was shooting himself in the foot.

Pulled over the master and said coquettishly: "Don't look."

Chu Haozhi's face showed no joy or anger: "You did it?"

Nan Cangming didn't speak, picked up the man and left.

Qin Liumo looked thoughtfully at the two people who had gone away.

Luo Tianhe said: "Do you still want to watch a play?"

Qin Liumo curled her lips in dissatisfaction: "People don't let you watch it, but you are fine, you still watch it with me.

You really impress me! "