Chapter 644: Dancing Princess vs. East Factory Admiral 4
The woman's face was buried in the man's chest, leaving only her slender neck and a section of her smooth shoulder exposed.
The man was lying on his side, his clothes were in disarray, most of them had been torn off, revealing his bronze chest and several red scratches.
Looking up, seeing the man's face clearly, Butler Liang shuddered all over, loosened his hand that was holding up the curtain, and knelt down quickly:
"I didn't know you were here, and I didn't mean to offend you. Please forgive me, my Lord!"
He kowtowed heavily, and the people behind him saw this and knelt on the ground.
This living King of Hell is definitely the most difficult person to mess with in the capital, except for the emperor.
He was moody and acted entirely according to his own preferences and mood. Once, because the son of the Minister of Revenue bumped into his carriage, he sent someone to send him to the East Factory torture room and put all the torture instruments there on him.
Afterwards, the Minister of Revenue brought the matter to the late emperor. Everyone thought Shen Lang was finished, but he looked indifferent and took out a thick stack of evidence that the Minister of Revenue had embezzled money, accepted bribes, and colluded with the third prince to murder the crown prince.
The late emperor was furious and had the entire family of the Minister of Revenue imprisoned, but he only criticized Chen Lang verbally.
Shen Lang lay on his side on the bed, his expression indifferent and lazy, as if he had eaten and drunk his fill, and he lowered his eyes to stare at the bold woman in his arms.
Quan Jiu met his gaze, grabbed his clothes on his chest with both hands, winked at him, and signaled him to speak.
Shen Lang was not in a hurry, his eyes were calm, as if he was silently asking her -
Why should I help you?
The person on the bed didn't speak for a long time. Butler Liang bravely looked up and saw the two people looking at each other.
He guessed that the King of Hell was in a good mood, heaved a sigh of relief, and spoke cautiously:
"Sir, the fugitive we have today is very cunning and is particularly skilled in disguise. I'm afraid she might have disguised herself as one of the girls from Baihua Tower. To be on the safe side, could you please allow me to see the beautiful face of the girl in your arms?"
He tried to guess Chen Lang's emotions through the gauze.
Shen Lang still stared at Quan Jiu, wanting to see how she would react.
He remained silent, and Butler Liang gradually realized that something was wrong with the atmosphere. He raised his voice and repeated what he had just said.
The two people on the bed still didn't respond.
A hint of suspicion flashed in Butler Liang's eyes. He took two steps forward, tentatively reached out his hand, and grabbed the curtain again.
"Um... sir..."
A charming voice suddenly sounded, the ending tone trembling, as if someone had been severely bullied, with a crying tone.
All the people present were men, and after hearing this coquettish cry, many of them got goose bumps and felt numb in their bones.
Butler Liang's hand, which was about to lift the curtain, froze in place.
Realizing what the people inside were doing, he looked embarrassed and felt a surge of fear in his heart.
Fortunately, he didn't lift the curtain. If he had disturbed the admiral's interest, he would have had more than ten heads chopped off.
Chen Lang was closest to her, and the sound of her voice was almost right next to his ear, making the impact on him even stronger.
The man's dark eyes darkened silently, staring at the woman in his arms who was directing and acting herself, and said coldly:
"You're quite courageous."
Butler Liang's face was filled with fear, his pupils dilated, and he suddenly knelt on his knees and began to kowtow:
"Master, please spare my life! Master, please spare my life! It was my fault for not being able to see clearly and offending you. Please spare my life!"
He thought this was directed at his action of lifting the curtain just now, and he was so frightened that he started to kowtow desperately.
Quan Jiu secretly raised her eyebrows. Just one sentence could scare people to death. She indirectly gained a new understanding of the ruthless tactics of the admiral.
As the culprit, Quan Jiu did not feel guilty at all. The part below her eyes was hidden in the quilt, leaving only a pair of shiny black doe eyes exposed, looking at him wetly and beggingly.
Facing this tender-hearted look, Shen Lang simply glanced at it indifferently, listening to the loud bangs of heavy kowtows, his voice without any warmth.
"Get out."
Butler Liang heaved a sigh of relief after saving his life. He stood up and prepared to leave, but when he caught sight of the woman on the bed, he flattered her and said,
"Admiral, please feel free to ask for anything. Baihualou will do its best to meet your requests. Miss Si hasn't been booked by a guest yet. If you're willing, I can have her come over now..."
Miss Si is the most popular courtesan in Baihua Tower. She sells her art but not her body. Her zither playing is so superb that many royal relatives come to her.
When Quan Jiu heard Miss Si was coming over, he became anxious and reached out to grab Chen Lang's collar, accusing him in a low voice:
"Didn't the Master say that I alone would be enough tonight..."
Chen Lang: “…”
When Butler Liang heard this, he could no longer offer his courtesy and could only press Quan Jiu:
"The Admiral is an honored guest. You must serve him well tonight and never offend him."
Quan Jiu's voice was delicate and timid:
"Don't worry, Steward Liang. I will serve you well."
After Butler Liang and his group left, Quan Jiu suddenly threw back the quilt, stood up from the bed, and distanced himself from Chen Lang.
The situation was urgent just now, and she had directly stripped most of Chen Lang's clothes and made some "marks" on his chest. She didn't know how this person would punish her.
Shen Lang sat up slowly, straightened his messy collar, and cast a deep gaze on Quan Jiu, his thin lips slightly parted.
"Weren't you very brave just now?"
Are you scared now?
Quan Jiu decisively chose to play coward, standing by the bed with his head lowered:
"Please forgive me, my lord. Changxi did not mean to offend."
As a princess of the previous dynasty, she and Shen Lang had met several times in the palace.
Shen Lang narrowed his long, narrow black eyes slightly, looking at the woman who had no intention of kneeling down, a sneer flashed in his eyes.
This admission of mistake is really not sincere at all.
Quan Jiu didn't hear him speak, and automatically understood that the matter was over, so she stood up straight again.
"It's late at night, Changxi won't disturb you from resting."
She turned around and prepared to run away, but just as she turned and took a step, a bland voice came from behind her.
"stop."
Quan Jiu turned around and looked at her in confusion.
Shen Lang looked at the woman who was thrown away after being used, and a dark color surged in his eyes. His face was calm:
"Based on what you just said, I could kill you here tonight, and no one would dare to say a word. Do you believe it?"
The palace has always had a strict hierarchy and harsh rules.
She was just a commoner now. She did not kneel when she saw an official. This was her first mistake. She called herself Changxi instead of Caomin. This was her second mistake.
Quan Jiu raised his eyebrows: "My Lord, are you reminding me to be more careful with my words and actions in the future?"
Shen Lang looked at the woman who was not afraid but gradually became frivolous, and pursed his lips:
"What if I really want to kill you?"
The smile in Quan Jiu's eyes deepened. He suddenly leaned close to Chen Lang's ear and spoke softly and seductively:
"Oh? I wonder how you are going to kill me tonight?"
...dividing line...
Oh, Xiao Langlang is a fake eunuch. After all, Jiujiu is her own daughter, it is impossible for her to be so cruel to her own daughter.
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