Vol 3 Chapter 23: Gentle trap

Xiao Lang could ignore the invitation of ordinary families, even the Super Family of Soul City, and the invitation of Qin Xian Mei Wu. But the emperor's invitation had to be dealt with, because Jiakun sent someone to say it personally, hoping that he would attend.
The people of Jiakun and Xiao Lang explained that the influence of this empress in the Yu Dynasty, including the great family of Soul City, is inextricably linked. The meaning is obvious, this person has a big background, and I hope Xiao Lang will not slack off.
Xiao Lang, the empress and not the emperor, can leave it alone, but at this moment, it is okay to get along with this Jiakun, Xiao Lang reluctantly left the customs once to meet this wonderful and prestigious woman from the Megatron Yu Dynasty.
Using the recovery pill, he changed back to his original appearance, and he didn't wear a wig a long time ago. The short white hair made Xiao Lang look very different. His hair is very weird, and it grows out all white, and the healing power of the grass cane cannot be restored.
However, the passing of Dongfang Hongdou made Xiao Lang care less about his appearance. He didn't ask girls to see him, regardless of whether he was ugly or handsome. And the strong in this world is king, even if you have no strength, even if you look longer than Pan An, didn't you go to Yanyu Villa Happy Valley to play games with those ladies in the end?
After taking a bath, Xiao Lang wore a clean black samurai robe and went out with the very handsome Chihiro dressed up, got into the carriage that Haitian Pavilion came to meet, and went straight to Haitian Pavilion.
Tonight’s banquet was held on the second floor of Haitian Pavilion. The first floor was also cleared, and the outside was surrounded by layers of soldiers. Although Divine Soul City is extremely safe, as the uncrowned king of the Yu Dynasty, the necessary pomp is always required.
Xiao Lang and Qianxun swaggered into the Haitian Pavilion. Without accident, Qianxun was stopped on the first floor, and had no chance to witness the beauty of the first beauty in the Yu Dynasty.
"Ok?"
Xiao Lang walked up to the second floor, but he was very strange, because there were so few people on the second floor that there were only three people, all of them women.
Is everyone Song here? And none of the great figures in Soul City have come?
Xiao Lang's gaze swept away, sweeping across Yue Lianxing's face, and finally landed on the body of the radiant woman who was sitting on the main seat.
"Sure enough, you deserve the title of the first beauty in the Yu Dynasty!"
Xiao Lang's eyes lit up when he saw it, revealing a touch of stunning color. If you give a score to women in this world, 10 is a perfect score, Yunzishan Dongfang Hongdou can get nine points, and Yue Lianxing can also get nine points. And Mu Xiaoyao and the woman in front of her were the only women who could get ten points.
Without the prestige and extravagance that Xiao Lang imagined, the empress and queen of the Yu Dynasty did not have a trace of dominance at all. Instead, it felt like a clay figure made of water, like a lovely kitten.
The most important temperament of a woman, why Mu Xiaoyao can get ten points, is because her elegant temperament is like an immortal, which naturally makes a man a strong conquest. This empress Feiyu is not too young, but the youth has faded away from the green and flourishing. Needless to say, her looks and body, her temperament is even more brilliant. This is a woman who wants to hold her in her arms and be loving after any man sees it.
Woman made of water! This is Xiao Lang's evaluation of her.
The obsessive color in Xiao Lang's eyes recovered after only a moment of stunner. He really likes beautiful women, but because of Dongfang Hongdou, he is not interested in women anymore. And this is the empress of the Yu Dynasty, the true power of the Yu Dynasty, he doesn't want to cause trouble.
He smiled faintly, bowed openly and said, "Xiao Lang pays homage to the empress!"
When Yingyue and Lianxing saw Xiao Lang actually changed their faces, this face was far less handsome than before, and their faces showed a slight disappointment. Yu, the empress and concubine of the Yu Dynasty, smiled lightly, and the amorous feelings at that moment completely covered the two of Yue Lianxing. She smiled faintly and spoke, without the slightest arrogance, but the friendly words made people feel very comfortable: "Young Master Xiao Please sit down!"
Xiao Lang sat down generously, not nervous at all, he was strong when he had no desires. He just treated it as an unnutritious banquet.
Empress Concubine Yu stretched out a jade hand, held up a glass of wine, moved gracefully and gently, smiled again, and looked at Xiao Lang with watery phoenix eyes: "Young Master Xiao, this palace respects you, this world can let this palace There are not many people who admire you, so Young Master Xiao is one!"
"Fairy!"
Xiao Lang sighed secretly. The emperor and concubine Yu had a noble status, but did not put on airs. Instead, she was a little woman, longing for a man's affection and love. In Gu Pan, the light waves circulate, and the amorous feelings are so exciting. At least at this moment, Xiao Lang's heart was moved, and his body also had a hint of desire to move. He stabilized his mind, quickly picked up the wine glass, smiled faintly and drank it, and then said: "Thank you for the empress' praise, Xiao Mou dare not be ashamed!"
"Young Master Xiao is humble, not to mention the shocking poems made by Young Master Xiao, even if the fireworks spread to the mainland are easy to be cold, it can be worthy of this glass of wine from the palace. The Futut Tower broke several floors and broke. Who’s soul? Painfully went straight to a mountain gate where the remnant lamp fell, let me wait for history to turn around, wait for the mellow wine to wait for you to play a guzheng...what a beautiful and intoxicating song!"
Feiyu sighed lightly all day, and a trace of fascination flashed in her eyes, making Xiao Lang's heart slammed even more. This is a man's instinctive reaction to beautiful women, and a natural affection for beautiful things.
Suddenly, she looked at Xiao Lang directly, and said softly again: "My palace is not afraid of Xiao Gongzi's jokes. The first time I heard this song, my palace cried for half a night. At that time, I secretly sighed that if I could see Young Master Xiao in this life, it would be worthwhile to die!"
Xiao Lang was moved and looked flattered, and even Ying Yue and Lian Xing showed shock. I've heard before that when the empress was in Haitian Pavilion, she was extremely emotional and loved beautiful poems. She never thought she would become so obsessed with it.
"You go down first, I have a few truthful words to tell Young Master Xiao!"
When Xiao Lang and Yan Yue Lian Xing were both stunned, the empress Fei Yu actually gave a strange order to let Ying Yue and Lian Xing go down? She allowed her second status to be alone with Xiao Lang's lone man and woman? Not afraid of damage to your reputation?
Xiao Lang's eyes shrank slightly, and a trace of vigilance flashed in his heart. Everyone in Song didn't show up tonight, and there was no great figure in Soul City to accompany him. It was so strange in itself. But at this moment, with such an identity, the empress does not avoid suspicion and wants to be alone with him?
If something goes wrong, it will be a demon!
Xiao Lang had always believed in this, and never thought that a powerful woman who mastered the military and administration of the Yu Dynasty in just four years would be a sentimental woman.
Yaoyue and Lianxing went down with suspicion, and Xiao Lang also secretly guessed the woman's thoughts. How did you know that the Empress Concubine Yu suddenly stood up, Lianbu moved lightly, walked in front of Xiao Lang with her charming body, squatted on the ground, grabbed his hand, and her eyes filled with panic. , Chu Chu pitifully opened her lips and said: "Young Master Xiao...Save me!"
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Xiao Lang was so scared that he almost jumped up. He took a few quick breaths, forcibly stabilized his mind, smelling the delicate fragrance of the empress Feiyu's body, feeling her soft, boneless little hands, and looking at the one that was close at hand. Xiao Lang's face was a little unsettling with the outstanding face. This kind of scene is that no normal man can fix it, unless there is no fix...
However... at this moment, he has no desire at all in his heart. Anyway, he is deeply vigilant. He feels that this is a gentle trap, a trap that is fatal.