The steward who called himself Qingmei was neatly dressed in a goose-white opaque loose robe and was sitting on the bed in an orderly manner.
She looked extremely calm, looking like she had no desires or desires.
The only difference is that I have an extra piece of clothing, which is much better than the helpless look just now.
Part of the reason for this was that Ying Chengyu was sitting next to the three-legged table that was half a person tall, one meter away from her body and no longer within reach.
"Why didn't you show up last night?!"
Ying Chengyu had a sullen face, his anger rising slowly, and he couldn't stop it.
A little bit, just a little bit.
As long as the beauty on the balcony takes one step upstairs at night, as long as the people from the Imperial Medical Office come one step later.
The secret guard Qingmei died last night.
He died quietly and no one knew about it.
"Qingmei knows that she is wrong, sir, please don't be angry. Don't get angry because of Qingmei's affairs. It's not worth it." Qingmei said softly.
But when Ying Chengyu heard this, his anger rose instead of falling. I was really tired of hearing these words of admitting my mistake these days.
Ying Fusu, who is still imprisoned in Dazheng Palace, admits his mistakes like this every time!
"I'm just asking you why you didn't show up. Just answer truthfully." Ying Chengyu approached Qingmei step by step, each step being very slow.
Every step he took seemed to step on Qingmei's heart, putting great psychological pressure on Qingmei.
Qingmei pinched the long sleeves of her clothes and rubbed them with her thin hands, and unnaturally covered her body with the brocade quilt behind her.
"The secret guard's first duty is to protect the young master and your majesty. Neither the young master nor your majesty were here last night, so Qingmei should not have shown up."
After speaking at an extremely fast speed and with extremely clear enunciation, Qingmei's lowered gaze saw Ying Chengyu's footsteps stop and no longer move towards her.
While I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, I felt a slight sense of loss in my heart.
"I told you that your own safety is equally important. The female steward committed suicide last night, so you should have appeared quickly to take over the body. Why didn't you show up?"
"If Qingmei appears and does something that is not consistent with her status as a female steward, someone will know that Qingmei is one body and has two souls. If you follow this thread and investigate further, the identity of Qingmei's secret guard may be exposed, and hundreds of officials will be involved.
You will learn that there are secret guards monitoring the building. Qingmei's death is a small matter, but the evil master's arrangements are a big deal."
The tower is the only entertainment venue in Qin.
All the officials of the Qin State came to the tower and slept with beauties here.
There were many people on the balcony, drinking and sex were not taboo, and the strict Qin Fa made a circle when passing by the balcony, leaving the balcony outside.
Compared with the Qin State, which is serious, cold and cold outside, like a cold machine, the balcony is a paradise, where you can completely relax.
When most people are on the balcony, they are the least defensive, and the easiest time to let down their guard.
Qin officials would talk and laugh wildly on the terrace, and countless messages would be circulated on the terrace every day.
A day's chatter and laughter on the terrace will be introduced to Xianyang, which will be enough for the people of Xianyang City to talk about for a lifetime.
Most of this information is useless information that guests brag about and compliment each other, such as:
"Mr. Chang'an was fined three years' salary. It's really satisfying. Let's see how he can compete with us for beauties."
"Brother Zhang rushed into the Zhao army's formation alone and cut down more than a thousand Zhao soldiers one after another. The Marquis of Wucheng personally praised him and said that Brother Zhang is the next Wu'an Lord of Qin. You all should serve him diligently."
"Brother Li is full of praise. They are all rumors. I only killed more than 800 people. Brother Li's ability is shocking. If Brother Li hadn't sneaked into the Zhao army's camp overnight and assassinated Li Mu, our country of Qin would have
Now he may still be fighting with Zhao Guo."
But there are always some secret things that are revealed inadvertently, such as:
"A few days ago, a young woman from Yan State entered the Wucheng Marquis' mansion with an armful of babies. The baby is said to belong to Tongwu Marquis."
Qingmei's responsibility is to collect these secret information, analyze the useful information from the useless information, and then report it to Ying Chengyu.
For the monarch of Qin, the original function of the tower was to collect money and have fun.
But after Qingmei entered the tower and became the female steward, the biggest role of the tower was to collect intelligence and monitor the officials.
"How long have you and I known each other?"
Ying Chengyu took one step forward, crossing the distance between the two, and reached Qingmei's bed before Qingmei could react.
He gently pinched Qingmei's slender chin and raised it slightly so that Qingmei could no longer escape his gaze.
Qingmei's obsidian eyes kept swaying and dodging, but the distance between the two was too close, less than three inches.
No matter how Qingmei swayed and dodged, what she saw before her was Ying Chengyu's face with a hint of anger.
"On March 8, the 24th year, sir, please respect yourself, the secret guard code, eh!"
There was a touch that she had never experienced before, and Qingmei's already tense body became even tighter like a spring that was stretched to the extreme!
She was obviously a veteran in romance and a teacher who taught many beautiful women about postures, but at this moment, it seemed like she was being kissed for the first time.
She was panicking inside, like a rabbit running around and jumping around. Her heart was affecting her body. She had the illusion that the rabbit seemed to be jumping from her heart to her body.
wrong!
Qingmei's beautiful eyes widened even more.
The strange things coming from her body and the palm she caught with her jade hands all told her that she was not hallucinating.
The young master she admired was playing with a rabbit.
Lightly twisting, slowly twisting, applying and then picking, with various gestures, rounding and flattening, the technique requires a lot of skill and skill, bringing Qingmei an experience she has never had before, crispy, numb, and itchy.
In particular, Qingmei's whole body is now in a state of tension, her nerves are ten times more sensitive than usual, and her perception is ten times sharper than usual.
If this continues, Qingmei feels that she will not be able to help but make mistakes today.
no!
Can't stand it!
Substitute!
Qingmei closed her eyes and her heart sank.
At this time, Ying Chengyu suddenly exerted force, and the white rabbit who was enjoying the caress was almost strangled to death.
"Ah~"
These two extreme feelings made Qingmei's mind instantly relax, and she opened her eyes with a cry.
Her moist eyes really overflowed with water, and two drops hung in the corners of her eyes, looking as if they were about to fall with the slightest movement.
"Don't go back, this is an order."
Ying Chengyu glared at Qingmei fiercely, and with his other hand, which was eager to make a difference, he gently wiped away the bead in the corner of Qingmei's eye caused by the sudden pain.
"Sir, don't..."
Qingmei's eyes are full of prayer.
One white rabbit whined, and another white rabbit suffered again.
I don’t know whether Qingmei is praying for Rabbit or for herself.