Quick Wear: Under the Skirt, All Beings Are Equal

Chapter 160 Young General: It's getting late, and the mountains and rivers are already winter

The prince's indifferent eyebrows were almost twisted together, and a cold flash flashed across his eyes as deep as stars. He was very unhappy in his heart that this place of his was actually used as a place for pleasure.

But he also knew that it was not appropriate to expose himself at this time, so he said, "Let him in, and send him out after you have seen him."

Shu Yijin walked into the Pavilion in a swaggering manner. The landscape layout inside the Pavilion was exquisite and low-key, and quite particular. It was definitely not something that an ordinary wealthy family could afford.

"Sir, now that you have seen it, please leave." The old man started to chase him away.

"I am just running a small business, relying on the inheritance left by my ancestors. I am not a prostitute. Today, I saw that you are very eloquent and learned that you are actually a famous young marquis. I don't want to cause too much trouble, so I asked you to come in and take a look. Please give me some face and make friends."

Shu Yijin looked around and knew that this was the only way for today. However, it was not without gain. The guards in the pavilion all had a strong aura and were obviously martial artists. They were comparable to the secret guards in the marquis's mansion.

From this we can see that the owner of this place is either noble or honorable.

He said with regret, "It seems that I was wrong. I thought there was some stunning beauty hidden there, but I didn't expect to be deceived by those people. That's why there was such a commotion."

After saying that, he burped. It was obvious that he was drunk and was instigated by someone to come here.

The old man obviously just wanted to get rid of him quickly and just gave him a perfunctory smile.

In fact, Shu Yijin's reason is not without basis. In Wancheng, the Pavilion is the most mysterious place. In order to cover up their tracks, they deliberately released a lot of false news, including the rumor that a big shot has a mistress in this place.

In the past two years, as the time was ripe, more and more people came to the Pavilion. Sometimes dancers would be called in to play the piano and dance. Then there were rumors that there were stunning beauties here and only those with extremely prominent status were qualified to see them.

Just as Shu Yi Jin turned around and was about to leave, he caught a glimpse of a girl with light steps carrying a plate. His eyes turned slightly and he looked at the girl with a lustful expression.

The smooth flow of the movement stunned the old man.

Seeing that he was about to leave, why did he go back for no reason? Then his wife discovered the beautiful girl who was always with the young master. Her face suddenly changed and she hurried forward to stop Shu Yijin.

"Let me go. We said there were no beauties here. How dare you deceive me like this? Is it because my status is not good enough?" Shu Yijin pretended to be furious. He looked at the old man coldly with his jade-like face, and his eyes faintly revealed the murderous intent of being teased and looked down upon.

He was the number one playboy in the capital, and was spoiled by the marquis's mansion and the empress dowager to the point of being lawless. He even dared to curse at the princes and princesses, so how could he tolerate others making fun of him again and again?

At this moment, the old man really wanted to strangle this ignorant boy to death, but he knew very well that if this boy died, not only would Xu Jinhuan who was still in Wancheng not let it go, but he was afraid that the people in the capital would dig up Wancheng three feet deep to take revenge.

The death of this kid is a small matter, but the subsequent impact is something they cannot afford, and it will also expose the existence of His Highness.

"Young Marquis." Countless thoughts flashed through the old man's mind. He just found an excuse when he found that Shu Yijin was already running after Miss Jinghong with his eyes wide open.

Shu Yijin portrayed the image of a lustful man to perfection. He ran towards the inner courtyard while observing his surroundings. However, in the blink of an eye, the girl disappeared.

Turning a corner, Miss Jinghong suddenly appeared in front of him and asked coldly, "Who are you and why are you following me?"

This Jinghong girl lived up to her name. Even though Shu Yijin had flirted with so many beauties and was already stunningly beautiful, he was still stunned the moment he saw Jinghong's face.

I cleared my throat gently and pretended to be polite, which completely showed that I was a pervert, but I had to disguise myself because I saw a beauty.

"My name is Shu Yijin, nice to meet you, young lady."

Jinghong brows were filled with disgust and his hands moved slightly. Just as he was about to take action, he saw the old man running towards him panting. When he saw the old man shaking his head at him, he gave up the idea of ​​killing this scoundrel.

"Young Marquis, this is my daughter."

The old man looked at Shu Yijin's eyes, which were almost glued to Jinghong, and the corners of his mouth twitched fiercely. The grass on the graves of those who dared to be so rude to this young lady in this world has grown lush and green.

This young lady is not an easy person to get along with. Apart from Your Highness, I have never seen her being friendly to anyone.

Jinghong also knew Shu Yijin's identity. She turned around with a numb face and left with the plate. She felt that if she stayed any longer, she would not be able to help but kill the young marquis.

Shu Yi Jin was really frightened by the murderous intent she just revealed, so he didn't chase after her anymore. Instead, he stood there like a idiot, watching Jing Hong's back disappear.

"I never thought there would be such a beauty in the world. Even the world-famous Princess Qingyang can't compare to her."

Shu Yijin said this, then looked at the old man next to him and said, "Your daughter doesn't look like you."

Old man: “…”

I really didn't want to pay any attention to this young marquis, so I could only smile awkwardly. Anyway, this young marquis can't spit out ivory from his dog's mouth, so just let it go in one ear and out the other.

Shu Yijin glanced at the inner courtyard from afar, then reluctantly withdrew his gaze, then chatted with the old man with a hypocritical smile on his face. His attitude was very warm, which was completely different from his previous angry look.

It's almost as if the words "I'm planning on your daughter" were written on his face.

It was not until they left the Xuan Pavilion that Shu Yijin felt his legs were a little weak. Fortunately, Lin Ping'an helped him up, and he was able to get into the carriage tremblingly.

"It's so scary. The look from that girl makes my scalp tingle. I've never seen such a scary girl in my life. I like the girls I met before more."

Different from the pressure he felt when facing Chang Qing, this stunning girl gave him a feeling of being completely cold, like a murderous knife, cold, bloody and cruel.

Chang Qing looked at his pale face and knew that this arrogant young marquis was indeed frightened. He usually bullied the weak and feared the strong, and he must have been even more frightened after entering the pavilion today. He silently poured him a glass of water.

Shu Yijin took the wine and drank it all in one gulp before saying, "This place is indeed not simple. It is comparable to the Marquis' Mansion. When I went in, I saw some furnishings that were only used by the royal family. People from outside cannot get them even if they are rich."

"I didn't go into the inner courtyard because it was too heavily guarded. I took a quick look outside and saw that there were 20 to 30 people guarding the inner courtyard alone. Moreover, the footsteps of those servants and guards were light, and it was obvious that they had practiced martial arts for a long time."

A complex look flashed across Shu Yijin's eyes. Now it was basically certain that the person inside was of noble enough importance. There must be some irresistible factors that kept him hiding.

Looking at the silent young man standing aside, I felt a little distressed. He should have been so high-spirited, but he was dragged into this and couldn't move forward or backward.

"It seems that it is indeed related to Queen Shen from more than ten years ago."

Chang Qing yawned softly, lifted the curtain to see where he was, lowered the curtain, slowly closed his eyes, and said, "I'll take a nap, call me when we get there."

After Shu Yijin calmed himself down, he adjusted his sitting posture and quietly looked at the young man who was not far away from him. Perhaps only at this time could he look at this person so openly.

The boy's daily behavior makes it easy for people to overlook his age, but his appearance makes people suddenly realize that he is still so young.

The creaking sound of the carriage and the noisy sounds outside, Shu Yijin only felt that the sounds suddenly stopped, and the surroundings suddenly became quiet, so quiet that he could hear the boy's shallow breathing and his own heartbeat.

Shu Yi Jin has never been a person who pays close attention, but when looking at the young man, he couldn't bear to take his eyes off him, and even counted the boy's slightly trembling eyelashes in his heart.

"The general and young marquis have arrived."

"Shh!"

Shu Yijin curved his eyebrows and placed his index finger on his lips, signaling the others to speak in a low voice. Lin Ping'an glanced at the dark color in Chang Qing's eyes, and knew that his general had not slept well these days, so he moved lightly.

Chang Qing did not sleep well that night. She deliberately emptied her mind and tried to continue searching for her memories, but it was still intermittent.

All one could see was a girl in white standing thousands of feet above, and below her were the devout and sorrowful creatures kneeling on the ground like believers, looking at the girl. The girl's figure became smaller and smaller, and then there was smoke and bloody battle all over the ground, the road collapsed, the stars were blown up, and the heavens were split apart.

She heard someone sigh again: "Host, this time, I can't accompany you anymore."

Chang Qing didn't know who that was. She thought she should know him. She also saw some faces that had appeared in her memory before. However, this time she saw the ending clearly. Those people were dead.

When Chang Qing woke up again, she was dazed for a while, and her brows became increasingly cold, as if a quick snow had fallen. Only then did she realize that it was dark, the crescent moon had jumped onto the branches, and Shu Yijin was sitting beside her.

"Why didn't you call me?"

Shu Yijin: "Seeing that you were sleeping soundly, I didn't want to call you. Anyway, there's nothing to do today."

He also had his own selfish motives. After all, there weren't many opportunities to look at this person openly like this. Normally, he didn't even dare to look at her, for fear that his eyes would reveal some of his unknown emotions.

Chang Qing raised her hand and gently rubbed her aching head. She really didn't like the feeling of having lost her memory. It was like someone hit her on the head with a stick, making her feel a little annoyed.

Until the middle of the night, Chang Qing was no longer sleepy. He came to the yard alone, raised his head slightly to look at the moon, and lightly touched it with his fingers. The moonlight seemed to turn into substance, as bright as jade.

At another moment, fireflies flew out all over the sky, scattering tiny dots of light. Perhaps not as bright as the ever-bright moon in the sky, but the overwhelming light did illuminate the yard a little.

Chang Qing blew gently and watched the fireflies gradually disperse. He suddenly remembered the last time Chun Heming woke him up in the middle of the night. Thinking that he should have a good rest after sleeping for an afternoon, he headed towards Chun Heming's room.

He leaned against the door and knocked on it with his palms: "Chun Heming, hurry up and enjoy the moon."

"Stop yelling, I'm already asleep."

Chun Heming blocked his ears with a quilt, but the noise outside the door had not stopped, so he could only climb out of bed, open the door, and look at Chang Qing with a resentful look on his face.

"General Xu, if you have so much energy, why don't you practice martial arts instead of bothering a weak scholar like me?"

Chang Qing just leaned against the door: "Stop talking nonsense, I will accompany you to appreciate the moon, you are not a weak scholar, I have never seen you weak when fighting."

Chun Heming rolled his eyes at her, closed the door, and went outside with Chang Qing. Looking at the lonely moon, he sighed softly, "Xu Jinhuan, I am so lucky to have you."

"Learned it from you."

Chang Qing also laughed. Chun Heming was a very interesting person. Sometimes his words and actions were quite annoying, but he was also very loyal. He would occasionally have a fit.

This guy can pull you out of bed on a whim, regardless of whether you are asleep or not, and will even find an excuse, saying that he is worried that you can't sleep, so he is accompanying you. The poems he writes are also very interesting. Obviously, the two of them often argue with each other, but they can still write about the kind of brotherhood that is so close that they are arm in arm with each other.

"Hey, I found out about you." Chun Heming was obviously surprised by Chang Qing's answer, then he slapped his thigh and laughed.

"Xu Jinhuan, what will we be like when we are old? By then, I will probably knock on your door with my cane and call you out for a drink. Even if you say you don't want to, you will still come out with me."

"I hope that in the future our wives can become close friends like us. When we talked about national affairs, they would laugh and chat with us, occasionally say a few words to us, and then when they saw that we were drunk, they would ask us to drink less."

"Oh, if you give birth to a daughter and I give birth to a son, our two families will arrange a marriage for the children, and we will be even closer in the future. If you give birth to a son with your personality, I will have to think carefully for my daughter. After all, I don't want my daughter to suffer and worry every day."

"Tsk tsk tsk, but I also miss your son, because I can't beat you, but I can beat your son, hahahaha..."

"Hmm? Xu Jinhuan, why aren't you talking?"

"I am listening."