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    In the middle of the night, above the eaves of the house steeply poked out a black scarf masked head, a pair of eyes sharp and cold, in the dim candlelight, as if the pupils of the beast flashing bizarre turquoise light.

    Xiyan was scared out of his wits, stomped back a few steps, hugged the porch column and screamed, “Good man don t kill me ah ah ah ah! I am just a singer …… I don t know anything! I didn’t see anything!”

    Wu Ming was just passing by and did not intend to kill anyone, but this playwright was raucous enough that he was worried about alerting the royal guards, so he was tempted to slash at that bristling white neck and instantly clear his ears.

    He had always been paid to kill, but a fellow senior had said well, “Even if a whore meets the right one, she’ll still give it away once,” so he didn’t mind making the occasional pennyless deal.

    Wu Ming leaped off the roof, just before striking out to knock the unlucky man unconscious, he suddenly thought for a moment.

    Xiyan saw him approaching step by step, his heart, liver and lungs were about to crack in fear, tears came out of his eyes and washed his face full of lead powder as if it was a plowed mud field.

    The smell of fat and powder came to his nose, Wu Ming held back his regurgitation and asked, “On the tenth day of the third month, the one who sang on the stage at the Marquis Feng An’s residence, was it you?”

    That night he first sneaked into the marquis assassination, Wei Joon is a feast, full of guests, songs and dances, the stage and the kunqi male dancer in the babbling. Wu Ming watched for an opportunity to strike, but I did not expect to have a seat on the table, what good is it?”

    King Yu turned his head to scrutinize him and said mockingly, “Benefits? Could it be that you still want to ask for the title of a side consort?”

    Xiyan was looked at by him the soles of his feet soft, nearly a butt to sit on the ground, but at this time is already riding a tiger difficult to get down, had to reply with chattering teeth, “Small, small people do not dare to be delusional, delusional, only to ask the king to pity the small people clothes, food, no food, to reward some of the wealth, wealth ……”

    “Reward you with a thousand taels of silver, is that enough?” King Yu disdainfully said, “Speak!”

    “It’s, it’s …… Eunuch Blue from the palace.”

    “What’s the name?”

    “I don’t, I don’t know, I only know that it’s the Emperor, the Emperor who serves by his side.”

    Lan Xi? King Yu could not help but frown, this old eunuch is the roundworm in the emperor’s stomach, could this move be authorized by the emperor? In order to test whether he still has evil thoughts about the officials in the court, or to place stakes around him to monitor the movements? Is the emperor not aware of what …… he is in deep thought.

    Xiyan framed Eunuch Lan with unprecedented courage born out of cynicism, in order to exchange a sum of money from King Yu, so that he could redeem the deed of sale and get rid of his status as an eloquent official.

    As long as this layer of despised skin, buy a good family identity, with his looks and talent, what kind of golden son-in-law can not catch? The big deal is to leave the capital, go to Suzhou and Hangzhou, those prosperous places, looking for a gentle and affectionate gentleman, the rest of his life also have a dependence.

    “Nonsense!” King Yu came back to his senses from his contemplation, and did not move to blackmail him, “A mere playwright dares to climb into the palace, is it possible that he has lost his mind?”

    “I’m not bullshitting.” Xiyan hurriedly explained, half-true, half-false, “Eunuch Lan is to see that small life and Su adults have a few similarities, and then ordered small people to go to the imperial master to serve the bed. The emperor didn’t want me, saying that I can’t compare to Su adults. He also said that he could not afford to touch Mr. Su. So Eunuch Lan ordered me to come to the royal residence to sing, saying that once His Majesty saw me, he would definitely stay.”

    Wu Ming snorted, not knowing if he was mocking Xiyan’s credulity or King Yu’s virtues were well known.

    King Yu ignored this well-behaved and unruly assassin and slowly pondered a round in his mind, deep meaning ghostly in his eyes.

    –No wonder in the East Garden, the emperor repeatedly sent him down under the pretext of apolitical officials, but it turned out to be a false publicity, sip a big vat of vinegar!

    In that case, how could he live up to his brother’s hard work if he didn’t take his love from him?

    Su Qinghe is certainly cute and worth getting on board with. The only time he was with him was when he was not deliberately self-indulgent, and was more cozy and relaxed than at any other time. Especially after experiencing the danger in the Little Southern Courtyard, it was even more so that I felt that he was outstanding and different. Finding ways to soften his attitude and win his heart had become a joyful thing with both interest and desire.

    Now, however, there’s one more reason to be imperative – the

    Brother, you’ve taken away my domain, military power, title, and even my real name, and my freedom for ten years, so what’s wrong with compensating me with someone you love but can’t have?

    King Yu thought quickly, when he embraced the beauty into his arms, clouds and rain, let the emperor see this scene with his own eyes, I don’t know if he can still hold on to that vice-like, eight winds immovable frame, I think the face must look good very much!

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