Chen Xier considered herself to be worldly-wise, but facing the gazes of these two men, her heart still pounded.
Unlike her usual feigned shyness, she actually blushed when being looked at.
She only felt that the gaze of the Lord Pei in front of her was profound, and his aura was stronger than that of her biological father, the provincial governor. He seemed to be in a high position and had great power. Just a casual glance at him could suck her soul away.
It is indeed much better than following that god of death.
Her eyes were filled with affection. She raised her hand slowly, picked up the wine glass on the table, and placed it in front of him, saying softly, "Please let me stay, sir."
No man could resist such a beauty asking for mercy.
But Pei Yuqing lowered his eyelids again and said calmly: "I already have a beloved wife at home. Thank you for your kindness, Lord Lu. Why don't you take her in yourself?"
In an instant, the shame on Chen Xier's face disappeared completely.
Her good name spread throughout Qingzhou City. Since she was a child, no matter where she visited, the most common words she heard were words of praise.
Countless young men fell at her feet.
Her father valued her beauty and did not easily agree to her marriage. He just wanted to find a good marriage for her.
When it was finally offered, it encountered a series of setbacks.
Everyone looks down on her!
Lu Ziyan had expected such a result and he was not disappointed.
He just waved his hand, signaling Chen Xier to leave.
But the other party fell on Pei Yuqing's knees first, crying softly: "Master, please save me. If you don't want me, I will only die."
Pei Yuqing grabbed her shoulders and pushed her away. "Whether you live or die is none of my business. It's better to beg your master than to beg me."
Knowing that this plan would fail, Lu Ziyan waved his hand, and Mingfeng covered the man's mouth and dragged him out.
"She is the daughter of Qingzhou Governor Chen Wen, and her biological mother is the concubine of the Qucheng Marquis's mansion. She is Wanwan's cousin. Her father gave her to me when we were in Qingzhou. I thought since you like younger girls, I wanted to borrow her to offer to you."
He smiled and said, "Since you don't want to accept it, I can only return it the same way I came."
Returning to Chen's house along the same route, it goes without saying what kind of good ending a father like this who sells his daughter for fame and fortune will have.
If that were the case, he could still save his life, but the important thing was that he had already collected all the evidence of Chen Wen's corruption and bribery, and now it was all placed in front of the imperial desk. Even Lord Chen might be brought down in this case, and a Qingzhou governor would not be able to escape death.
"It is said that Lord Pei has great righteousness in his heart and loves the poor and the weak," Lu Ziyan said, "If you feel sorry for him, you can take him in. Even if you can't do anything, it can at least be a consolation."
It is impossible to act...
Pei Yuqing's calm expression froze for a moment, and he raised his eyes to look at him.
Lu Ziyan smiled and said, "This is what Wanwan told me personally that day, so it can't be wrong, right?"
Although he was smiling, the provocation in his eyes was undisguised.
The two men confronted each other, sparks flying.
After a while, Lu Ziyan said, "I won't spread this kind of thing."
Pei Yuqing curled her lips and smiled, saying, "Do you think I would mind?"
Lu Ziyan thought he was just being stubborn, but he also had some doubts about the matter.
The reason I invited you here today was originally to collect evidence.
Thinking of this, he picked up another wine glass, filled it up, and raised it.
"Since I invited you today, I will toast you a glass." After saying that, he smiled and drank the wine in the glass.
Pei Yuqing's eyes moved slightly, and he lowered his eyelids to look at the drinks on the table.
He didn't move. Lu Ziyan smiled coldly: "Are you afraid that I'll poison the wine?"
As he said this, he picked up the glass and drank it himself.
He filled his glass again.
This is a determination to make him drink.
Pei Yuqing thought to himself as he held the wine glass and raised his arm to his lips, his breathing almost stagnated.
Immediately, he drank it without hesitation.
After drinking, he took the initiative to fill their glasses and said with a smile: "Fine wine is hard to come by. I also want to offer a toast to Lord Lu."
His action made Lu Ziyan look a little hesitant, but he didn't see any clues.
After a few moments of silence, he took the glass and drank it.
Two people drank three cups each and the other drank two cups.
"The hatred of having my wife stolen from me is irreconcilable. I will never show mercy to my enemies. I hope Lord Pei will consider carefully whether he really wants to be my enemy."
After that, he stood up and said, "I have something else to do. I'll go ahead. Someone will entertain you here."
Not long after he left, another group of dancers came in.
Pei Yuqing no longer had the straight back he had just been sitting in, but looked drunk, slumped on the edge of the table, supporting his chin with one hand, as if enjoying the singing and dancing.
Ming Jian came into the next room and said, "Everything looks normal. The Warm Love Powder has not taken effect... After you left, he was still drinking and seemed drunk."
Inside the thick curtains, Lu Ziyan said in a low voice, "Keep him for two hours."
It takes two hours for the effects of the Nuanqing Powder to fully take effect.
"Do you want to replace the wine?" Ming Jian said, "He is so weak, how can he withstand such medicine? If something happens after drinking it..."
"How can he be weak? Even if I die, he won't die."
Lu Ziyan sneered, "Nuanqing Powder only works on normal men. It is useless to a useless person. What can he do after drinking it?"
The eunuchs in the palace love to drink this wine, and no one has ever been in trouble.
He wanted to see if this guy was really a waste.
Before Ming Jian could say anything, a jade pillow was thrown out from the curtain, "Get out!"
After drinking three cups of warm wine, Lu Ziyan's voice became hoarse and his throat almost felt like it was on fire.
Ming Jian moved to the side to avoid the pillow that was thrown at him, and he felt very uncomfortable when hearing that.
When had his son ever used such a strategy that would hurt the enemy by a thousand and hurt himself by eight hundred? Wasn't it really just to torture himself?
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