"No...No!" the young man yelled and instinctively covered his lower body with his hands, but he saw a red shadow passing by in front of him. He screamed miserably and his whole body trembled violently.

After a long while, he trembled and opened his eyes, looking at the jade horse pendant in the woman's hand, and said anxiously: "I can't give you that!"

Putting the jade pendant into her arms, Lan Shuiyao chuckled, "Very good, as long as you are nervous, it means that this pendant is important, so everyone can rest assured!"

She threw the red envelope to him and said, "Here is some money. Go and buy the Rouge Building. Remember, don't mention me at all. Do you understand?"

"Rouge Tower? The largest brothel in the city? Where do you get so much money?" He looked at the silver bills and gold and silver ingots in the bundle in confusion.

"Don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask. You just need to obey!" After yawning lazily, Lan Shuiyao slowly stood up. "I'm tired. I'm going home to rest. Don't forget to see you at Yueji Restaurant in three days. I want your latest news!"

"Aren't you afraid that I will run away?" the young man shouted in a low voice.

Lan Shuiyao smiled, "Even if you run to the horizon, I can catch you back. Stay and you will learn different things. Also, don't you want your pendant?"

The boy remained silent.

"I'll just call you Ying. You can tell me your real name later!"

Ying raised his head, as if he wanted to argue, but the woman was no longer in the room. He stroked the goose bumps on his body and suddenly felt like he was dreaming.

He sneaked into the room, took off his clothes, lifted the quilt, but was suddenly met with a pair of dark and gloomy eyes.

It was Yue Nanchen, damn it, he actually learned to hold his breath.

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"My concubine, you seem to be very busy. You come back so late. Do you know how long your master has been waiting for you?" The man smiled coldly, pulled her to the bed, and turned over to press her under him.

Lan Shuiyao stepped back, her body pressed against the bed. When she wanted to turn over and leave, his body was already tightly pressed against hers, and the man's scent surrounded her layer by layer.

Curled up in the man's arms, the huge size of the man caused Lan Shuiyao a lot of trouble. She turned her head lazily, looking at his big hands supporting her side, in silence, thinking about how to escape.

Yue Nanchen lowered her head, sniffed, and sneered, "What a nice smell. You went out so late, and you still smell so good. Are you meeting some man in private?"

With a gleam in her eyes, Lan Shuiyao smiled faintly and found a position, lying comfortably under him, holding his big hand, "Master, you have been married for three years, right?"

Yue Nanchen was stunned, not understanding why she asked this question. A hint of chilling coldness spread faintly in Shuiyueqingzhuo's dark eyes, but soon returned to her cold and gloomy look, "Why are you asking this?"

"Didn't you say that I was out meeting a man? Words are not enough. You just need to touch me and you will know."

She smiled seductively, pulled his hand to her knees, and then slowly pulled it upwards. Her skin, as smooth as cream, made the man's hand tremble slightly.

The woman's body fragrance, which spreads all around, is the most alluring spring poison.

She raised her head slightly, and the skin on her neck was like a porcelain vase from the finest official kiln.

He once thought that this kind of desire only existed for the woman he loved, and it would disappear forever once she got married.

But now, he would actually do this coquettish and vulgar woman under him... Yue Nanchen's eyes quickly flashed with coldness, and he pushed her away fiercely.

Lan Shuiyao was pushed down on the bed by him, her hair messy and sexy scattered on her sides. She tilted her head slightly, like a broken doll, and the inside of her white thighs showed traces of being raped by the man.

“Lan Shuiyao, you’d better not play any tricks, otherwise I will make you live a life worse than death!” He fiercely flicked his sleeves, pushed open the door with a snap and walked away.

Lan Shuiyao turned her head to look at the direction where the man disappeared, and a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of her lips. "A life worse than death? Before you make me live a life worse than death, I will first ruin your reputation. This can also be regarded as revenge for this body for that kick!"

Yue Nanchen strode into the study. The study was simply furnished but very tasteful, with a table, a chair, an inkstone and a sword, all of which were top quality.

Standing with his hands behind his back beside the only painting of a beauty in the study, he raised his hand to carefully depict the beauty's eyebrows, and a kind of stubborn despair filled the man's eyes.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps on the roof, knock, knock, three times, and then there was no sound.

Yue Nanchen quickly restrained his emotions and turned back coldly, "What's the matter?"

I don't know when a dark shadow appeared in the room. The man was dressed in black, had a sinister expression, angry brows and a dark frown, and looked extremely wild and unruly.

"My subordinates have already found the headquarters of the Lotus Sect." The man reported in a low voice with a murderous look in his eyes.

"Kill!" The sharp words came out from Yue Nanchen's sexy lips.

The man raised his hands and was about to leave, but was stopped by Yue

Nan Chen held it down.

"Master?" The man looked back in confusion.

"Together!" After saying that, the man took the lead and stepped out of the study.

The man was stunned, not understanding why the master had to handle such a small matter personally. It was not because he was afraid of tiring himself, but because - it would be too troublesome to clean up the scene!

This is just a small courtyard in the north of Yuecheng. Normally, the pond in the courtyard is full of lotus flowers. The water surface is green, and the pink lotus flowers are shaded among them, adding a faint fragrance to the pond. But now, it is littered with corpses and human entrails, filling the pond.

This is not a battlefield, but it is far more tragic than a battlefield.

This is not a war, but no war has ever been so frightening, horrifying, and disgusting.

"Although the Lotus Sect is developing rapidly, it is just a motley crowd that cannot be brought to the stage and will never amount to anything. Why did he come here in person?"

At the gate, Yongning Wang Yuenanyu, who was dressed in white and looked like a pale-faced scholar, looked at the horrific scene and complained in a low voice.

"I don't know!" The black-clothed man who had reported the news earlier spoke in a low voice.

"He looks like he's in a very bad mood!" Yue Nanyu sighed and tilted his head to avoid the head of a bearded man flying towards him. If he was not mistaken, the man still had his eyes open.

"No, I guess that I am in a good mood!" Bai Ren said, pointing at the dead people around the white figure that was as fast as the wind. Er, no, to be exact, the living people, pieces of living people.

Those living people had hideous and desperate faces and let out sharp screams, watching the sneering man throw their internal organs into the lotus pond.

"If I knew he was coming, I would die.

I won’t come!” Yue Nanyu turned around, and couldn’t help it anymore, so she vomited towards the door.

Even Bai Ren, the leader of the Killer Hall, turned his head away slightly and didn't want to look.

This is not killing, it is torture. No one wants to die in such pain. No one wants to see the person who killed them watching them crawling on the ground and howling in pain, or with that kind of enjoyment...

King Yongnan is truly a devil!

"Blade!" Finally, the man had vented his anger and handed the blood-stained sword to Bai Ren. "Hang all these people on the city gate. I want to let those traitors who dare to rebel against the court see their fate!"

"Yes!" Bai Ren replied coldly.

On the second day, the whole Yue City was shrouded in fear. The corpses with their internal organs dug out on the city gate made the people in the city dare not eat meat for a month.

Yue Kingdom Palace.

Inside the tall courtyard wall made of dolomite are pavilions and corridors like clouds. The roof is covered with translucent glass tiles, with flying eaves and intricately carved painted beams, and flying pomegranates facing each other, deep and boundless.

The Ling Lake behind the palace was rippling with emerald green waves, as shiny as the creamy skin of a beautiful woman. Occasionally, a breeze blew, and the lotus leaves in the lake swayed slightly, causing faint ripples.

A white jade bridge crosses the lake, and in the center of the bridge is a redwood pavilion with flying eaves. In the pavilion, a gorgeous young woman with a bun gently plucks the strings of a zither, and the smooth and beautiful sound of the zither floats over the green lake.

"Okay, okay!" Two palace maids came over, supporting a kind-hearted woman who was over fifty years old but still had charm.

The stunning young woman stopped playing the zither, quickly stood up and knelt, "Greetings to the Queen Mother!"