"Stop pulling and tugging, let go!" Gao Lang desperately didn't want to get involved with this bandit, and was furious, but he couldn't break free.
That damned bandit, all he has is brute strength!
The other Imperial Guards stood there, unsure whether to stay or leave, seeing their leader being pulled away by Ji Fengming.
Ji Fengming staggered upstairs, dragging Gao Lang along. Turning back to see that the others hadn't followed, he slurred, "Aren't you coming? Trying to abandon your boss and run away?"
Upon hearing this, the others dared not leave without loyalty and quickly followed, entering Ji Fengming and Hei Xiao's private room together.
Ji Fengming generously ordered two girls for each of them, gave the madam a silver note, and instructed that there should be plenty of food and wine.
The girls are the most experienced in dealing with men, and the food and drinks are the best.
Poor Gao Lang and his companions were all fine young men from ancestral halls and temples; how could they withstand such a sensual scene?
But they were on a mission they couldn't talk about, so they could only pretend nothing was wrong. After a few rounds of drinks, they were so drunk by the beautiful women and fine wine that they lost all sense of time and place.
Seeing that Ji Fengming had drunk too much and was behaving increasingly outrageously, Hei Xiao couldn't help but pull him away from the group of girls. Before leaving, he slipped a silver note to the madam: "Make sure you keep him here. If you don't serve him well, you'll ruin your reputation."
"Definitely, definitely," the madam said with absolute certainty, though she seemed to be extremely greedy and had a wide smile that made her eyes disappear.
"Brother Hei, why did you drag me out here? Didn't we agree to drink freely today? Come on, let's go back and drink another three hundred cups. Let's see if I can't drink those bastards under the table!" Ji Fengming slurred his words, his speech somewhat unclear.
Black Owl remained silent, then led him out of the back alley of Cuihong Tower. Once they reached a secluded and deserted spot, he said irritably, "You're not picky at all. You can drink with anyone. If you weren't Little Yao'er's brother, I wouldn't even bother with you."
"Hey, the fact that you're talking to me because of my sister means you have good taste, so we're family now." Ji Fengming hooked his arm around Hei Xiao's shoulder, staggering and walking unsteadily.
“We’re all family, no need for formalities. Those rough old men and vulgar women can’t possibly drink with alcohol. I’m relying entirely on you, Brother Hei… hiccup, your god-like face makes drinking with alcohol. Tell me, am I loyal enough?” Ji Fengming said, pounding his chest loudly.
Black Owl: "..."
Damn it, it's not like it's a spicy pig's ear. Who the hell wants to be someone's snack with alcohol?
Damn it, I really want to beat up this drunkard!
They scaled the wall and jumped over the courtyard to return to the Marquis of Anping's residence, and no one stopped them.
Hei Xiao threw Ji Fengming onto his bed and was about to leave when he was grabbed by the arm.
Looking back at him, the man's phoenix eyes were a mixture of drunken haze and lucid warmth, and his face, which bore a five or six resemblance to Ji Fengyao, was flushed with a drunken blush, making him exceptionally alluring.
"Do you know why I insisted on dragging you up the mountain to join us?" His increasingly indistinct speech indicated that he was truly drunk: "Because of you, you are filled with loneliness."
“Let me tell you, come here, come here…” Ji Fengming moved to the inside and patted the empty bed.
In the past, Black Owl would have kicked him a couple of times and left, too lazy to listen to his drunken ramblings.
But going back won't cause any problems.
Let's chat.
Anyway, once a drunkard sobers up, he probably won't remember what they talked about.
Black Owl leaned against the headboard.
Ji Fengming propped himself up with pillows, pointed at the black owl, and mumbled, "I'll tell you..."
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