Chapter 1081 In the middle of the night, disaster strikes
After all the guests left Liu's new residence, Liu Kun couldn't wait to walk to a remote room, his footsteps were so windy that he seemed to be jumping up and down.
Liu Kun has never married a wife, not because he is stoic, but the wife he wants to marry must be his great assistant and bring him good luck and opportunities.
But it is so difficult to meet such a person, and he is still an old bachelor until he is forty or fifty years old.
As for physiological needs, there are at least ten girls living in Liu Kun's house, so are you afraid that they can't be solved?
Some girls may even die on their beds, and no one cares about them. This is also the sad part of this era.
Liu Kun pretended to be calm and stood at the door of the wing. He raised his hand and was about to open the door, but he paused. He glanced sideways at the maid and servant beside him and said: "Go back, remember to clear things up tomorrow morning."
Do it well.”
"yes."
After bowing respectfully, the maid and servant turned and left.
All around, you can hear a needle drop, and everything is quiet.
Liu Kun put his hand on the door and pushed the door open with all his strength.
The dark pupils suddenly tightened, with confusion, doubt and a bit of fear in their eyes.
The scene that caught his eye was not the lively and lively scene he had imagined, but more than a dozen men. The men were either muscular, tall, or lean and tall, with affectionate eyebrows. When the door was opened,
, they all looked towards Liu Kun, as if a liger in the jungle had discovered its prey, flashing a faint beam of light, and then pounced out.
Liu Kun's heart was pounding. When he was about to circulate the spiritual energy in his Dantian, he noticed that his limbs were weak.
His drink was drugged!
Liu Kun's eyes widened, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and goosebumps appeared on his body. He finally understood why Ye Qingge told him the story of the broken sleeves.
From the beginning to the end, it was Ye Qingge who was scheming against him, watching with a smile as he walked into the abyss step by step and still feeling complacent.
Liu Kun collapsed to the ground helplessly. One of the strong men grabbed his wrist and roughly dragged him in. The door was then closed and locked.
Liu Kun fell hard on the bed, his heart was beating with fear, his heart was full of fear and rejection, but he had no strength.
In order to perform well in front of Yin Liangsha tonight, he even sniffed a little bit of snake venom. He had already been inhaling potpourri for a long time during the banquet, not to mention that the room was full of potpourri, so he was ready to make a move.
The fiery passion is beyond control.
The sound of clothes tearing apart was extremely beautiful in the quiet night.
And this is Liu Kun's lifelong nightmare.
The guards patrolling outside the house heard the loud noise in the room, looked at each other, and without saying a word, they all joked: "This Mr. Liu, you must be strong. He is forty or fifty years old, and there is still such a big man."
In terms of strength, I think we all have to be on par with Mr. Liu."
"Isn't the noise too loud? Could something happen inside?"
"What could happen? Didn't you hear what Mr. Liu said before? No matter what happens, you are not allowed to step into the room before dawn, unless you want to die."
"..."
The guards walked past while teasing.
Liu Kun was naked in the room. The red curtains were swaying with the breeze that came in through the window lattice. Liu Kun felt that he was trapped in a dark red hell with no hope. All his tenacity and forbearance collapsed at this moment.
.
He's done.
On the other side, Gong Yaozu, who fainted from the pain of a broken arm, was sent back to the general's mansion early.
Gong Yaozu was lying beside the bed, suffering from a high fever. Yue Yingzi, the only mistress of the house, was busy taking care of him meticulously.
It took a long time before Gong Yaozu gradually regained consciousness.
"General." Yue Yingzi said happily.
Gong Yaozu's face was pale, his lips were dry, and his eyes flashed with a fierce light. When Yue Yingzi appeared in his field of vision, he gradually became as gentle as water.
It has to be said that this Yue Yingzi is very beautiful. She is dressed in clothes embroidered with gold patterns. The twin peonies embroidered on the shoulders are finely stitched and blooming to their fullest. The red lips are charming and charming, yet a bit young and shy, pure and moving.
"Yingzi..." Gong Yaozu was as angry as a gossamer.
"Ye Qingge is a ruthless person, why should we provoke her?" Yue Yingzi twirled the corners of the quilt for her and sat on the edge of the bed.
Gong Yaozu closed his eyes of hatred and said: "Yingzi, you know, what I hate the most in my life is Ye Jingfeng. I am not inferior to him in terms of using soldiers and forming formations. I am made of iron and have fought for many years to fight for the dawn of dawn." The people are going through life and death, why do they only recognize the God of War, Ye Jingfeng? And I am just a dispensable victorious general? Ye Jingfeng is dead, and I am the God of War in their hearts!"
Yue Yingzi pursed her lips and looked at Gong Yaozu distressedly, "General, why should you care about a dead man?"
Gong Yaozu suddenly opened his eyes, which were red and scary: "I'm not arguing with him, I'm unwilling to accept it!"
Yue Yingzi was startled and her eyes dodged.
"Yingzi, I'm sorry, I lost control." Gong Yaozu stretched out his only left arm compassionately and wrapped his arms around Yue Yingzi's neck. Yue Yingzi lay on Gong Yaozu's strong chest.
With the warm and fragrant nephrite in his arms, and smelling the faint bamboo fragrance on Yue Yingzi's body, Gong Yaozu's expression was no longer so ferocious and twisted.
"Yingzi, when I avenge this broken arm, I will marry you and return home." Gong Yaozu said.
"General, can't you give up your hatred for Yingzi?" Yue Yingzi raised her eyes and looked at Gong Yaozu helplessly.
"No!" Gong Yaozu's eyelids twitched a few times, "How can a man live in an ignoble way if he wants to take revenge and complain?"
"General..."
Bang!
Yue Yingzi wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by a sudden sound.
Steady footsteps sounded outside, and the closed door was kicked open. Chen Lin stood at the door with three men who were powerful as Second Sword Spirit Masters, staring at the two people on the bed with cold eyes.
Yue Yingzi stood up subconsciously. Gong Yaozu wanted to sit down, but inadvertently pulled the wound on his broken arm. He sucked in a breath of cold air. Yue Yingzi quickly helped Gong Yaozu sit up.
Gong Yaozu's face was horribly pale, and the lines on his lips were as deep as ravines, faintly white, dry and cracked.
He looked at the serious Chen Lin and suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart, so he asked: "Why did Master Chen Lin visit the General's Mansion late at night?"
"Are you Yue Yingzi?" Chen Lin ignored Gong Yaozu and turned to look at Yue Yingzi with extremely gloomy eyes.
"Exactly." Yue Yingzi lowered her head and responded.
Chen Lin twitched her lips, snorted and sneered, "Search!"
After saying that, the guards behind the three men immediately walked in and searched the house, making a loud noise and breaking things all over the place.
Gong Yaozu's face turned completely dark, "Chen Lin, what do you mean?"
"Gong Yaozu, do you still have the nerve to ask me? You know what you have done. Now Elder Qin is angry and thinks you are asking questions. If you know the truth, take out the Huangji Tianyan. Otherwise, tomorrow's sun will be afraid that you are I can’t see you anymore.” Chen Lin looked at Gong Yaozu and said contemptuously, a beam of hatred bursting out of her eyes.
Looking at the twin peonies embroidered on Yue Yingzi's shoulders, Chen Lin seemed to be ignited with murderous aura, "Oh, yes, and you, a pretentious little bitch, why not just sell it to a brothel and enjoy the thousands of people riding on it?"