He Wenbai and Hu Zhiheng came down from the fourth floor and arrived at the lobby on the first floor.
When the guests saw the two of them coming down, but Long Chen did not, they asked, "Where is Mr. Tian?"
He Wenbai chuckled and said, "Brother Tian has become Miss Qingyuan's first guest."
Hu Zhiheng laughed and said: "At this time, I may have become a guest on my pillow and a minister under my skirt."
When all the guests heard that Qing Yuan was snatched away by Long Chen, they all lamented that the stunning beauty fell into the hands of others.
The guests lamented, but He Wenbai and Hu Zhiheng were calm because they knew that Long Chen was a eunuch and could not do anything.
Yueniang asked: "Can you make something good?"
The fact that Long Chen can enter Qing Yuan's room shows that Long Chen's poetry is better than Qing Yuan's.
He Wenbai smiled and said: "There will be poetry pairs coming soon."
The two of them sat down calmly downstairs.
Zhu Hua came over and asked: "My dear friends, Miss Qingyuan has been taken first, are you not in a hurry?"
He Wenbai smiled and said: "A talented man matches a beautiful woman, and Miss Qingyuan is not a match that ordinary people can match."
Hu Zhiheng smiled and said: "Brother Tim has become a guest on the scene by virtue of his talent. What's the use of being jealous?"
Zhu Hua was left speechless.
Yueniang smiled and said: "You two gentlemen are generous, and it is true that scholars cherish each other."
Everyone was very curious about what kind of poetry pairs Long Chen and Qing Yuan would come up with in the room.
After a while, pairs of poems and essays kept coming, and each one was so wonderful that everyone was amazed.
Yueniang said happily: "After tomorrow, my Wangqing Pavilion will explode again."
Upstairs, in the room.
Long Chen was lying on the bed, Qing Yuan's hair was disheveled, and the golden hairpin in her hand was pressed against Long Chen's throat.
Long Chen looked at Qing Yuan and thought about how he got poisoned.
Qingyuan said coldly: "No need to guess, everything in the room is non-toxic, but the fragrance you smell outside is toxic when mixed with the fragrance inside the room."
Mixed with poison?
While sitting outside the room, the maid lit a burner of incense.
Long Chen only smelled it after making sure it was not poisonous.
There was also a burner of incense burned in the room, and Long Chen was sure it was not poisonous.
But I never expected that Qingyuan used mixed poison.
"Good means."
Long Chen smiled miserably. He was now alone, his body was limp, and he was completely unable to resist.
One man is a swordsman, another is a fish, but in the end he was tricked.
Qingyuan's red lips came up, her face was close to Long Chen, and she sneered: "That's right, if I don't use good methods to deal with you, I will die."
Long Chen slowly took a sip of Qingyuan's body fragrance and said with intoxicating eyes: "Are you from Jing Tianlie or Li Chengdao?"
When death is imminent, do you still want to enjoy beauty?
Qingyuan clicked her tongue and exclaimed, "They say you are lustful. It's true. Even when you are about to die, you still want to smell my body fragrance."
Long Chen smiled lightly and said: "Death under the peonies, being a ghost is also romantic."
Qingyuan couldn't help but said: "It's a pity. If you and I met somewhere else, we might have a relationship. However, fate has tricked people. I'm here to kill you."
It didn't last long, and the poem I just recited was also a poem about Fengyue. Qingyuan actually didn't like it.
But it shows that Long Chen's talent in poetry and prose is indeed unparalleled, and Qingyuan also cherishes and admires his talent.
Acting on the occasion, half-truth and half-falseness, it is difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood. Sometimes I act myself into the act.
Long Chen chuckled: "Even if the situation changes, I am still a eunuch, what else can I do?"
Qingyuan sighed: "Yes, you are a eunuch, a powerful eunuch."
"You are both civil and military, and good-looking. How come you became a eunuch?"
There was some helplessness in Qingyuan's words.
"This matter started from two years ago, when..."
Long Chen wanted to recall how he was taken into the cleansing room and how he became the head eunuch.
But Qingyuan interrupted: "Don't bother, my poison can last until tomorrow morning, it's useless for you to delay."
That's right, Long Chen had been chattering for so long just to buy time and let the poison in his body disperse.
Long Chen smiled helplessly: "I've been discovered. I want to know who sent you. Let me know clearly."
The golden hairpin in Qingyuan's hand slid down from Long Chen's neck, all the way to his heart.
"Let me ask you a question first."
Qingyuan didn't answer, but asked instead.
"Ma'am, please tell me. I know everything I need to say."
Long Chen smiled.
Qingyuan straightened her loose hair, pointed to the plum blossom on her shoulder and asked, "Do you recognize this plum blossom?"
Long Chen smiled and said, "It seems familiar."
Qingyuan asked again: "Do you like my face?"
Long Chen said seriously: "I like it, it completely matches my aesthetic taste."
Qingyuan sat on Long Chen's body, staring at Long Chen's face and saying nothing for a long time.
Suddenly, Qing Yuan stood up and threw aside all Long Chen's remaining clothes.
In this way, Qingyuan looked at it carefully from head to toe for a long time.
"How's my figure?"
Long Chen let Qingyuan admire it.
Qingyuan turned Long Chen over again and looked at it carefully.
"Miss Qingyuan also likes to admire chrysanthemums?"
Long Chen was like a paraplegic, unable to move anything except his mouth and eyes, no matter what Qing Yuan did.
After reading the back, Qingyuan turned Long Chen over again, sat on him, pierced the corner of his eye with the hairpin, and asked, "Let me ask you, who are you!"
A little blood flowed from the corner of Long Chen's eyes, and he smiled and said: "Long Chengen, don't you know?"
Qingyuan pressed a little harder and asked, "I want to ask you your true identity!"
Long Chen chuckled and said, "You haven't answered my question yet, who are you?"
Qingyuan sneered: "You still dare to negotiate the price with me, I'll dig out one of your eyes first."
Long Chen smiled disdainfully and said: "If you are about to die, just dig it up."
Qingyuan said coldly: "The bones are hard enough, very similar to him."
Long Chen was suspicious and said: "Like your lover?"
Qingyuan took back the gold hairpin and said, "We are in love? Not really. I don't like him, and he doesn't like me either."
"No, he should like my current appearance very much, and you also like my current appearance very much."
"So, are you Long Chen, Long Ye's bastard?"
Long Chen's heart skipped a beat, Qing Yuan's words seemed to remind Long Chen of something.
Plum blossom birthmark, this appearance, where have you seen it before...
"Why do some people always mix me up with Long Chen? Is he that good?"
Long Chen pretended to be disdainful.
Qingyuan sneered and said: "Yes, he is very good, and he disdains me, but if he dies, the whole family will die."
Long Chen can confirm that Qingyuan is an assassin from Nanliang sent by Li Chengdao.
"You are from the Imperial City Department."
Qingyuan said disdainfully: "Imperial City Secretary? What is that? A group of lowly people with nowhere to go, hiding in dark corners and doing shady things."
Long Chen sneered: "What's the difference between what you're doing now and the bed bugs in the Imperial City Division?"
Qingyuan was stunned for a moment, with a sullen look on his face, and cursed: "Of course there is a difference, I will avenge my husband!"
Long Chen suddenly understood who this Qingyuan in front of him was.
