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Han Xiu opened his eyes, only to feel a splitting headache, and after a night of heavy drinking, his stomach was empty and uncomfortable. A sour and foul smell rose from his abdomen, making him unable to hold back a belch. He thought that in the past when he was young, he had also gotten drunk on the battlefield with his comrades, and they would drink all night by pouring liquor directly into their mouths, but he had never felt so uncomfortable before. Was it really true that as one got older, one's strength would decline?
Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, his face changed drastically, and he sprang up with a jerk, propping himself up on his elbows. He shouted loudly at the door, "Yan Yi, get in here!"
Su Yan still wore the coarse linen robe of a commoner, his face dark as he entered the house, bowing his head and muttering a greeting to "Your Excellency", not daring to speak again.
He has always been self-reliant, cautious and self-controlled, as the guardian of his lord, he can be said to have exhausted his mind and thoughts, never relaxing his vigilance for a moment. But last night, I don't know what happened, after secretly drinking two mouthfuls of wine in the back kitchen, he became completely dizzy and confused, so that he made a mistake, at midnight, a small dancer climbed onto his lord's bed, but he didn't even notice.
If it weren't for the emperor still having a thread of consciousness left, perhaps...
The emperor's dignity is paramount in governing the country, and having an affair with a woman is not a big deal. The empress has always been wise and virtuous, but due to her poor health, she has had trouble bearing children. She has suggested several times that the emperor take a concubine. If it were under normal circumstances, taking in a dancer would be no big deal.
Last night, everyone was drunk and unclear, but I should have remained vigilant. Otherwise, if the dancer had ulterior motives, the emperor's life would be in danger, and he would become a sinner for eternity!
Han Xiuying's face was cold and stern, her eyes like sharp flying knives that seemed to be able to pierce through a person's flesh and bones. After a long while, she finally asked in a low voice, "What time is it now?"
Su Yan took a step forward and said in a low voice, "It's just past three quarters of an hour after the fifth watch. All the young masters got drunk last night and were arranged by the steward to stay overnight at the guest house. I just went to check on them and they're all still asleep."
He glanced at Han Xiu's face and asked cautiously, "Your Majesty, if you feel a headache, wouldn't it be better to rest for a while? If there is any movement in the guest house, I will come back to report."
The hangover is hard to wake up from, it's not just a matter of the sun being high in the sky. I'm afraid those gentlemen who gathered for drinks last night won't be able to get up.
Han's eyebrows furrowed deeply, his voice becoming even more low and solemn, "The dancer from last night..."
The memories of last night still lingered in his mind, the scantily clad dancer constantly swirling around him no matter how hard he tried to push her away. He couldn't shake her off, and later, with stumbling steps, he was supported by a servant girl back to his house, but somehow, the dancer also followed him in.
What followed was a series of unbearable scenes, snow-white thighs, slender waist, the dancer constantly teasing his limits, she even sat on his waist. Playing with the scorching heat of his lower abdomen, using her tongue to take the remaining wine from his lips, extremely ambiguous and bold.
Han Xiu's eyes sank, and a huge annoyance appeared on his face. If he hadn't grown up in the northwest border since childhood, he would still have retained the defensive line of a warrior in his heart. What kind of scene should appear in front of him at this time? He was not Liu Xiaohui who could sit with a woman without being disturbed, nor was he Qing Tuzi who didn't touch women at all, but he had his own principles. For such an unaccountable woman, he would never be tainted by her.
He dislikes dirtiness.
Su Yan said in a low voice, "Last night, you ordered someone to kill that dancer, but it was Mr. Pei who saved her. Later, the dancer followed Mr. Pei into his house."
He paused, "I just went to the wine cellar to check, our wine is fine, and the dishes are personally handled by the chef, so it's unlikely that someone tampered with them. The only possibility is that the two jars of wine brought by Yang Wu Ye have a problem. And now that I think about it carefully, those dancers who came on stage were carrying a fragrant scent, maybe it's related to those smells..."
Han Xiu's face sank, "Yang Wenbing brought the wine and drank it all up, but the wine jar is still there, right? Go check, what exactly was put inside."
Su Yan Yi's face was full of shame and difficulty, he replied in a low voice, "Grandfather, I searched everywhere this morning, but... didn't find those two wine jars. I asked the steward, and he said that last night when they were drunk, Yang Wu Ye had smashed those two empty jars to pieces!"
"He hastily continued, 'There is no silver here, three hundred taels. If there was nothing wrong with the wine, why would Yang Wuye smash things for no reason? Master, think carefully, from last night when we met Yang Wuye, isn't there something strange going on here? It seems like every step of the way has been deliberately led to this point. It's definitely Yang Wuye who is behind this, but, Master, you say, who exactly is he targeting?"
If so much effort was spent just to send a courtesan to the emperor's bed, it would be somewhat unbelievable. Moreover, the emperor is currently in a powerful position in the court, second only to Prime Minister Pei, and the Yang family should not have been so reckless.
Han Xi's eyes drooped, but his eyebrows jumped immediately. He waved the sleeve of his robe and quickly got out of bed. "Let's go to the guest house and take a look. Yang Wenbing is not a brainless dandy like Pei Jingxiao. Since he made such a move, it must be intentional, but it may not necessarily be aimed at us. Maybe..."
A handsome and jade-like figure emerged in his mind, and his eyes became increasingly deep.
At the entrance of the guest house, Su Yan Yi was about to push open the door when he suddenly heard a shrill cry from inside. His face changed color and he immediately pushed open the door, only to see a disheveled woman pointing at a slightly ajar door, shrieking in a sharp voice. Her face was filled with an expression of utter disbelief, as if she had just seen a ghost.
He recognized that the woman was the one who had almost climbed onto his bed the night before, and his face turned extremely impatient. He sternly shouted, "What are you doing here?"
The woman heard this and hastily blocked the door of the house, stuttering and saying "Slave... slave..."
Han Xiuyi also recognized her, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of disgust. He frowned and said to the guard beside him, "Gag her mouth, take her to the woodshed, lock her up first, and deal with her later. Go quickly!"
He really didn't want to see this dancer again for even half a moment.
Su Yan stood at the door, his face showing a shocked expression similar to that of the woman just now. His mouth twitched involuntarily and he looked embarrassed as he said to Han Xiu, "Sir... take a look... this..."
Because it was a guest room, it was just a simple room without any anteroom or outer chamber. The door opened directly into the room, and one could see everything inside at a glance. At this moment, on the intricately carved red lacquer bed, a man and woman were lying entwined in each other's arms, completely unaware of their surroundings. The man was handsome, and he was none other than Yang Wengong's grandson, whom he held in high esteem - the second son of the second branch of the Yang family, Wu Ye Wenbing.
What was shocking, however, was the half-naked woman lying beside him.
She was dressed in the same attire as the dancer from earlier, revealing a slender waist, her upper body was properly dressed but the chest area was extremely low-cut. Even with the ring-shaped decorations covering it, a large amount of delicate skin was exposed, that face was so beautiful it couldn't be compared to anything else, and if one were to talk about complexion, she was the most beautiful among all the women Su Yan had ever seen.
He recognized the face.
Not long ago, Yang Youzhong's mansion held a flower banquet. He accompanied the master and also went together, although he didn't stay for long, just sat for a while to show his face and then left, but he didn't miss the good play that happened by the lotus pond.
Miss Yang San fell into the water and was rescued by Mr. Yan Xiang, a newly appointed flower official. Later, the two families took advantage of the situation to discuss marriage, which became a popular story at the time. However, the true facts are probably only known to him and Master Shang, who happened to be on the shore at that time. Even people on the boat may not be clear about it.
That day, the master heard that Madam Pei was following the young ladies to play by the lake, so he followed her shadow and strolled along the shore. Everyone thought the master was admiring the lotus flowers in full bloom, but only he knew that there were no lotus flowers in his eyes, only Madam Pei.
Although he felt powerless, the master's intention was that he could not disobey. Moreover, as a man, he always had some sympathy and pity for the master in his heart. Pei Dainai had already been married, this fact could not be changed, even if the master was heartbroken, he could only glance at her shadow from afar, through several layers of lotus leaves, so he had no choice but to follow behind the master.
It was fortunate that he had witnessed the whole thing, and what he saw clearly was that the beautiful woman at the bow of the boat was actually trying to push Madam Pei into the water. It was just a coincidence that Yang's fourth miss had fallen into the water instead. At that time, he secretly sighed that women were heartless, but also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
If it's really Madame Pei who has fallen into the water, Your Majesty will probably...
Although this matter was settled with a good story, he still remembered that beautiful and ugly face.
So, Su Yan was shocked because the woman lying beside Yang Wu Ye was his own younger sister, Yang Si Miss Le Yin, an incestuous relationship that would incur heavenly wrath and punishment!
Han Xiu narrowed his eyes, letting out a cold hum from his nostrils. "Yang Wenbing has lost everything this time. He tried to scheme against others but ended up losing both dignity and face."
A flash of killing intent flickered in his eyes, and he sneered, "Yan Yi, make some noise and let these aristocratic young masters of Shengjing City see what kind of people the Yang family is!"
The whole thing couldn't be simpler. Yang Wenbing had put medicine in the wine he brought, and those dancers were also from who-knows-where. What he wanted to do was still unknown, but when putting on a show, one has to go all out. If everyone else in the house got drunk, but he remained sober, it would be hard not to arouse suspicion. So he really did get himself drunk too.
At that time, someone had doubts, he could explain with a wronged face, "I don't know anything about it either!"
It turns out that she is the one who has shot herself in the foot, Miss Yang Si, because of her inability to speak, is a mute and rarely appears in social gatherings in Shengjing. However, at the flower banquet held at the Yang Mansion the other day, she was always by Miss Yang San's side, with her looks, those who have seen her will not forget, the noble young masters in the guest house, nine out of ten should recognize her.
Rumors can kill, and even if nothing happened between them, they would still be slandered. Yang Wu's future would be ruined, and Miss Yang Si... if she didn't become a nun, her only option would be death.
Han Xiu couldn't help but secretly sigh that the person who did this was ruthless and decisive, which actually suited his taste. When dealing with small people like the Yang family, they should be countered with such heavy blows. Neither Yang Wu nor Miss Yang Si were worth sympathizing with.
At this time, the guests who were disturbed by the noise outside began to stir. The door next door opened and Pei Jingxiao came out with a sleepy face, asking, "What happened?"
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