After midnight, only brothels and taverns remained open in the city.
In the wind, the faint sounds of string and wind instruments could be heard.
The three of them lay prone on the slightly cool rooftop, where the night wind made it a bit chilly.
Suddenly, Po Yue's ears twitched.
Yuan Yao, with her sharp eyes, immediately asked, "What's wrong?"
Po Yue's voice sounded somewhat disdainful: "Wait for me here, I'll be right back."
With that, he leaped lightly and disappeared into the night.
Yuan Yao looked at Can Feng in confusion: "Did you hear something?"
Remnant Wind: "..."
A suspicious blush rose on the tips of Canfeng's ears and neck, but his voice was utterly upright: "Your Highness, do not listen to such decadent music, lest it pollute your ears."
Decadent music?
Yuan Yao suddenly understood something.
Immediately, she froze.
She turned her head and began to admire the night view of Tibet Snow City.
At this hour, apart from the taverns and brothels, which were lit up, the other buildings were only dotted with lights, while the Xiqiu Imperial Palace, viewed from below, was completely dark.
Yuan Yao sighed, "Xiqiu is really not as prosperous as Daqi."
"Is the princess homesick?" Canfeng asked.
“Hmm…” Yuan Yao nodded, her eyes filled with sadness: “I miss Father, I miss Tangyuan, I miss Danqing and Yu’er…”
I also miss Yunchan a little bit.
Before setting off for Xiqiu, I heard that the State of Chu had suffered repeated defeats, and the State of Qi had advanced bravely and directly occupied several cities of Chu.
Now, a month has passed, and the Qi imperial guards must have already stormed into the Chu royal palace.
What will happen to Yun Chan if the State of Chu is destroyed?
He was in poor health, and his father didn't care about him.
Yun Chan... he must be having a very hard time, right?
Unfortunately, we're currently trapped in Xiqiu, unable to get any messages in or out...
Yuan Yao was feeling distressed when Po Yue returned.
She quickly asked, "How is it?"
"It's ruined," Broken Moon replied succinctly.
Is it ruined?
Yuan Yao exclaimed in surprise, "You ruined Feng Gan?"
She hasn't made any arrangements yet!
Is it ruined like this?
Po Yue replied, "No."
Yuan Yao: "..."
She took a deep breath and said speechlessly, "Po Yue, could you eat less and talk more in the future?"
That scared her!
Po Yue sheathed her sword, pushed up the bulge in her chest, and said, "When I sneaked into the room, Feng Gan was embracing a woman, doing something that a princess should not do."
I scared him a little, and he was terrified.
Is a princess unsuitable?
Is it "not suitable for children"?
The Dark Guard Battalion's teaching is terrible!
Yuan Yao: "..."
She gasped, "And then?"
Po Yue said coldly, "Then, go and see for yourself."
Yuan Yao breathed a sigh of relief.
At least they gave her, the young mistress, some face.
Yuan Yao said, "Let's go in first."
It's really uncomfortable to be lying on this roof.
Although, the lingering wind provided protection...
The three of them entered Fenggan's room through the window.
The room was a tacky pink.
The room was filled with cloyingly sweet incense.
As soon as Yuan Yao entered the room, she pinched her nose.
Canfeng checked the room first to make sure no one else was in it.
On the bed with its pink gauze curtains swaying, two people are sitting in strange positions.
Perhaps fearing it would pollute Yuan Yao's eyes, Canfeng flicked the tip of his sword, lifted the blanket, and covered the person with it.
Yuan Yao walked to the bedside and pointed at Feng Gan, whose face was pale: "You're not dead, are you?"
Canfeng checked for breath, glanced at Poyue, and then said, "He's not dead."
Yuan Yao then bent down and examined the dried phoenix.
After looking at them for a moment, she clicked her tongue in disdain: "They're all born of the same father, but Feng Xun is still prettier!"
Compared to Feng Xun, Feng Gan was much darker-skinned, and his skin was slightly rough. His eyebrows were thick and messy, and this fine young man insisted on growing two neatly combed, shiny beards that were also curled up and adorned with gold beads...
So greasy!
Yuan Yao clapped her hands: "Tonight, let's give him a good makeover."
Feng Gan, isn't he fond of his beard?
Of all his body parts, his beard is probably the best-maintained.
Shave his beard, that'll infuriate him!
Yuan Yao commanded, "Po Yue, shave his beard clean, leave him not a single hair!"
"Aren't you going to shave your head?" Po Yue asked.
Yuan Yao shook her head: "I won't shave."
Po Yue bargained, saying, "But I want to shave his head."
Yuan Yao: "..."
She looked at Po Yue with annoyance: "Are you stupid? If we shave his head, won't we be exposed?"
A few years ago, we shaved Bai Wantao and Gu Yucha's hair, and the news spread for a long time!
It's possible that the people of Xiqiu also know about this.
The same method only needs to be used once.
Using it again would be self-exposing! Bear with it and try another method.
"Um……"
Po Yue drew his sword, and with a few swift strokes, shaved off Feng Gan's beard, which he had grown for countless years.
Little Jinzhu also fell onto the bed.
Yuan Yao stared at the little gold bead: "What a pity, I can't take it, otherwise, it would be worth a lot of money..."
This bead is probably unique to Xiqiu.
Canfeng stood aside and said, "Princess, don't worry, we have money."
Yuan Yao nodded: "Mhm!"
Po Yue shaved his beard so roughly that he almost shaved off Feng Gan's lips.
Midway through, Feng Gan let out a soft hum, his brows twitching slightly, showing faint signs of waking up.
Seeing this, Po Yue swung his fist and punched him.
Feng Gan groaned and fainted again.
Having shaved his beard, Po Yue, sword in hand, asked, "What's next?"
Next...
Yuan Yao examined the phoenix stem closely.
After shaving, Feng Gan finally looked much better and more like a normal person.
Unfortunately, he woke up to find he was still a scumbag.
Why not just let him be a complete scumbag?
Yuan Yao's eyebrows curved into a smile: "Lingering wind, broken moon, have you ever heard of homosexuality?"
Remnant Wind: "No..."
Broken Moon: "I've heard of it."
The two spoke almost in unison.
Yuan Yao looked surprised and suspicious, her gaze shifting back and forth between the two faces.
The lingering wind and the broken moon gaze at each other silently.
Although neither of them could see the other's expression clearly...
Yuan Yao clicked her tongue and looked away: "Canfeng, go and steal a man back, steal a scumbag back, you know what I mean, right?"
"The kind of person... you can tell at a glance they've done a lot of bad things!"
Stealing someone's life?
Po Yue eagerly exclaimed, "I'll go!"
After saying that, the person left.
The speed was astonishing.
His back view made him look particularly guilty.
"Ahem..." Canfeng cleared his throat and said, "Princess, this woman must be removed."
"You actually knew what I was going to do?" Yuan Yao was somewhat surprised.
Canfeng nodded: "The princess wants to spread rumors that Fenggan is a homosexual, ruining his reputation."
"Smart!" Yuan Yao praised.
Even the remnant wind isn't this silly!
Soon, Po Yue carried in a burly man: "The scum is here."
The big man was still wrapped in a blanket.
He looked at the woman on the bed and said to Canfeng, "Get her away."
Canfeng was somewhat disgusted. He pulled up a sheet, wrapped the woman in it, and carried her out the door.
After Canfeng left, Poyue threw the big man onto Fenggan's bed.
That's not enough.
Po Yue stared at the unconscious man and said coldly, "I think we should force-feed him some medicine..."
Yuan Yao: "???"
She exclaimed in alarm, "Isn't that enough?"
She only wanted to create a false impression; she didn't mean to make it real!
Upon hearing this, Po Yue turned around with disdain: "What are you thinking about? Watch me."
Yuan Yao: "?"
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