Chapter 42: Sorrowful

In the evening, an uninvited guest arrived at Wanyuelou and directly sent a greeting note, claiming that Jiang Gongzi would be a guest at Guose Tianxianglou tonight.
Mother Lu looked flattering: "Ms. Taoyao, what do you think about this?"
Jiang Xiaolou's face was calm: "Do whatever you want."
Mother Lu was surprised.
There were a lot of guards outside Wanyue Tower, and those who entered and exit had to check one by one, making it clear that Jiang Xiaolou was not allowed to leave.
In the evening, Jiang Zeyu stepped into the Wanyue Tower. Behind the heavy gauze curtains, Jiang Xiaolou sat quietly with a hazy face.
As soon as he entered the door, he heard about Taoyao's appearance recovery, and he smiled unkindly: "No wonder so many people have been chasing wildly, and it really deserves its reputation! Just like this, it is worthy of being the number one name in this country. ."
Jiang Xiaolou faintly smiled and said: "Since the son is here today, it can be seen that the news that the prince is coming out of Beijing is true." Then she stretched out a hand to lift the gauze curtain.
The hand was without a trace of blemish, white and delicate, with a jade-like complexion, Jiang Zeyu was startled, and then he saw Jiang Xiaolou's squiggly eyes and the moon-shine face, which made him excited.
She smiled and stepped forward and poured a glass of wine: "The wine has been poured, please, please."
Jiang Zeyu stared at her beautiful face and said with a smile: "Since the last time I met, I have been thinking about it, tonight I finally have a chance to kiss Fangze, and tomorrow morning, I will become the envy of everyone."
If Jiang Xiaolou could not understand the hint in the words, he gently pushed his brows past the wine cup: "Master, please."
Want to get him drunk, or is there poison in this cup? Jiang Zeyu's eyes are inexplicably vigilant, he is not a stupid person, and he naturally refuses to be fooled. Jiang Xiaolou didn't care, but drank the glass generously, showing the bottom of the glass.
Her jet-black eyes looked at him coldly.
The red candle was burning high, not as strong as the fierce style bursting out at this moment.
Jiang Zeyu's anger disappeared immediately, and his eyes couldn't be aside for a while.
There is a fresh smell of lotus on her body, the elegant and elegant fragrance bursts into her heart, permeating the limbs and skeletal bodies, making people feel soft all over.
"This is a fine wine I treasure, and ordinary people can't drink it..." Jiang Xiaolou's expression was gentle, elegant and quiet like aloes.
Jiang Zeyu was convinced that it was non-toxic, so he took a sip and smiled: "Ms Taoyao is not only beautiful, she is even more appreciative than others!"
Yan Yan laughed, as if the discord between each other never existed, man--
Jiang Xiaolou's lips slightly lifted up, seemingly smiling, his eyes filled with sneer.
Jiang Zeyu looked at Jiang Xiaolou with a smile on his face, his eyes lingering on her pink cheeks.
Jiang Xiaolou's appearance is elegant, but his eyes are enchanting, with a pure charm. Originally, he wanted to come and give her a bit of prestige, but he couldn't even remember where Qiu Jie was before he even wanted to see people.
Tonight, this beauty is his!
The table has already been prepared with lotus seeds, lilies, golden silk dates, eight-treasure duck, crispy pork rolls and other delicacies. There is also a lotus leaf in the middle tray. The large green leaves hold small red cherries ingeniously, which is very fresh and lovely. . Jiang Xiaolou used a toothpick to pick up a thin slice of cherry. Just about to put it in his lips, he was stopped by Jiang Zeyu halfway. He forced her hand to his mouth and bit it down.
"Well, it tastes really good." He smiled deeper, obviously with ambiguity.
Jiang Xiaolou didn't realize it: "The lotus leaves are very fresh, and the cherries have been pickled with honey for an hour and a half. They are just right to be sweet and delicious."
Unconsciously, Jiang Zeyu tasted a few more mouthfuls.
Jiang Xiaolou poured him wine, smiled softly, under his long eyelashes, squinting at people's eyes, full of amorous feelings: "The son is a rare guest, so he needs to drink a few more glasses, otherwise I will be negligent."
After a few glasses of wine, Jiang Zeyu's body gradually became hot, and a white jade face glowed red. He chuckled: "Good night is too short, how can it be wasted if there is a beauty to accompany you?" He said as he wanted to hug someone into his arms. Unexpectedly, I heard the beauty opposite smile softly: "Then, you should remember this moment well! Because this will be your unforgettable memory."
The tone of her speech is very gentle, but it makes people have a creepy illusion. As soon as Jiang Zeyu's body softened, his whole body fell down, his eyes widened in horror, and he fainted as soon as his eyes went dark.
When he woke up faintly, he realized that he was firmly with ropes. What was even more frightening was that Jiang Xiaolou sat on the chair opposite him and looked at him with a smile.
A mouth was tightly blocked by a rag, his heart was angry and his eyes were threatening.
"Actually, I've been thinking about you all the time, just waiting for you to come to me, but you were delivered so soon." Jiang Xiaolou's voice was sweet, but his smile was cold.
Jiang Zeyu stared at Jiang Xiaolou: What dare you?
Jiang Xiaolou's eyes are full of water: "The son's guards are all guarding outside the building, what can I do? It's just playing a game with you."
Jiang Zeyu watched as the whip originally hung around his waist fell into the opponent's hand, and the gemstone on the tail of the whip was shining strangely under the red candle. His heart suddenly jumped up, what on earth is this woman doing?
"The first time, I'll beat you up." She raised her hand and gave him a whip.
This whip is an authentic bullwhip, and it hurts so much. When the whip went down, he snorted, not only felt the pain, but also felt an itch erupting from his body, that feeling made life worse than death.
"The whip tail has a little Tianhe powder added, and it will of course be very comfortable after touching the skin." In those beautiful eyes, ruthless ripples instantly waved.
Tianhe powder is equivalent to itchy powder, no wonder he only feels itching in the pain, and painful in the itching, so uncomfortable.
Jiang Zeyu was angry, staring at Jiang Xiaolou with hatred in his eyes, looking like he could not swallow her.
Jiang Xiaolou's voice was crisp and sweet: "Don't look at me like that, son, I'm very timid, and your hand shakes, your life is not guaranteed."
She spoke softly, there was no softness under her hands, one whip after another, Jiang Zeyu's whole body was pierced with pain, and the hot pain was itchiness, itching to the bones, he wished to scratch his skin. I wish I could roll on the ground immediately, but he could not move, not at all.
"The second time, beat you and Jin Yu into a trap to set up a trap."
"The third time, I will hit you and harass Buddhism Purity."
"Fourth time, I was shocked by beating you."
"Fifth, hit you and hurt people with arrows."
"Sixth, hit you—" Jiang Xiaolou thought for a while, as if he couldn't remember, he went down with another whip, and the force of this whip was heavier than just five strokes.
Jiang Zeyu's heart was so angry: If you can't remember, you have to fight?
Jiang Xiaolou held the long whip with lush fingers, and looked at him innocently: "I have forgotten where I counted just now. Oh, first, I will hit you with lust."
She even brazenly started counting from the beginning, this woman is clearly a mad woman who must be reported! Jiang Zeyu's complexion became more and more ferocious, and his heart was roaring. For the first time, he knew what it means to survive, and he almost jumped for a while.
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