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  Kai Qi's face was now somewhat unsightly, although she had long known that today would not be easy to pass, but being calculated by Chu Yun Ting in such a way made her feel uncomfortable in her heart.

  At the same time, she was also worried about things at home. Today, no matter what, she had to follow the people from the Chu family back, but she couldn't openly pack her things. There was only one person she could rely on by her side, Yu Feng. She had to stay with her, so what about Hua Die and Ping Li who were left in the house? Could they pack up her things properly?

  Then I thought, what does Chu Yun Qing want to do? It seems like she doesn't plan to target herself, and today's performance was very intentional in not drawing attention, quietly following behind everyone... Dressed so brightly and strikingly, yet behaving so low-key, it's clear that her thoughts are different from Chu Yun Ting's...

  ……

  Zhu Yingtai came out of the wine party with a three-point drunken intention.

  These men left the Cloud Bamboo Pavilion and directly sat down to drink, anyway the time for welcoming the bride was still early, wandering around outside wasn't as lively as drinking.

  He walked to the door and bumped into Zhu Yiping who was coming in, his face red from drinking, laughing and holding onto him: "Third brother... where are you going?"

  Zhu Yingtai smiled and said: "I need to pee"

  "Can you come back quickly?" Zhu Yiping said with a smile: "Not to borrow urine escape, right?"

  Zhu Yingtuo laughed and said, "It's not like I'm getting married, nor is anyone forcing me to drink. Why should I make a fool of myself? But you're right, it's just noon, why drink so much? Let's not drink anymore tonight?"

  "I didn't drink too much." Zhu Yiping hastily waved his hand: "I can still drink tonight."

  Zhu Yingtai smiled and shook his head as he walked out. The guard standing at the gate immediately ran over: "Third Master" he called softly.

  "What's going on? What is Third Sister doing?"

  "She is with a group of girls, still strolling around in the Cloud Bamboo Pavilion." The guard replied respectfully.

  "Hmm." Zhu Yingtuo softly murmured in acknowledgement.

  "Third Master, Fourth Miss's maid has been peeking out of the doorway for a while now."

  Zhu Yuxu sneered inwardly, so it's finally here? He nodded and waved his hand slightly, the guard immediately turned around and walked away, disappearing from view after turning a corner. Zhu Yuxu took a few unsteady steps towards the gate of the courtyard.

  As soon as he came out of the hospital gate, Jiahui indeed rushed up to him, her tense face unable to hide, trembling and hastily saying: "Third Master... Third Master..."

  Zhu Yingtuo sneered in his heart, you're already so flustered and still think you can outsmart me?

  He smiled with a drunken expression and looked at her: "Just right... help me go... to the back..." He stumbled for a moment, then leaned on Jiahui's body.

  Jia Hui was taken aback, seemingly not expecting it to go so smoothly. With a guilty conscience, she glanced around, but no one noticed her. Even if a maid saw her, as long as it wasn't one of Zhu Yuxu's maids, no one would bother to intervene.

  Jiahui only then felt that the person she was leaning on was indeed a man, and her face turned bright red, her body shaking even more violently. She quickly supported him as they walked away, speaking in a low and anxious tone into his ear: "Third Master... please go take a look at our young lady, she's not feeling well..."

  "Go... go..." Zhu Yuxu's body reeked of alcohol, his mouth muttering incoherently, unable to articulate clearly, his hand pointing forward incessantly. People from afar saw this and thought he was heading somewhere, rather than Jiahui supporting him and asking him where he wanted to go.

  Jiahui's whole body shook like a sieve, supporting him as they exited through the side door, turned onto a small path, and passed through a very small garden. In the garden, there was a fake mountain. Zhu Yingtuo suddenly stood up straight and quickly walked towards the fake mountain. Jiahui let out a small cry of surprise and hurriedly followed after him, softly calling: "Third Master, Third Master"

  But saw Zhu Yujie turn behind the fake mountain, lift his hem and tie up, untying the sweat towel around his waist.

  Jia Hui was stunned for a moment before she came back to her senses, her face flushing red as she quickly turned her head away and hastily walked further off.

  Zhu Yifei settled the matter, tied up his sweat towel, turned around to look at her back, seemingly still shaking, a cold smile played on his lips, then he changed into a drunken appearance, first belched, and walked towards Jiahui with an unsteady gait. Jiahui heard the commotion, turned around to see him approaching, hastily went up to support him, and trembled as she said: "Third Master, shall we go see Fourth Miss now?"

  Zhu Yingtuo's drunken eyes gazed at her with a smile: "Go... go take a look"

  Jiahui was overjoyed and hastily pulled him forward as they walked on.

  They walked all the way to a pavilion with a diamond-shaped window, and as soon as Zhu Yingtai saw it, he knew that Chu Yunqing had made an effort to find out about this place.

  This pavilion is in a garden of the mansion, after strolling around the garden and getting tired, one can rest in this Lotus Flower Pavilion. The Lotus Flower Pavilion is an enclosed pavilion. After closing the doors and windows, whatever is done inside cannot be seen from outside.

  The location of the Lychee Flower Pavilion is also good, because next to this garden is my own West Wing. Today's guests are all gathered on the side of the Young Master, and unrelated people can't get here...

  If something happens between me and Chu Yunqing here, I will definitely be implicated, because this place belongs to my third uncle Zhu Yuxu. Who would have thought that Chu Yunqing came here of her own accord? Everyone will think that I invited or coaxed her to come to my place to do as I please...

  Jiahui led Zhu Yingtai into the Lotus Flower Pavilion, where a Luohan bed was set up with pillows and cushions in place. Behind the Luohan bed stood a crystal screen with a beautiful landscape of mountains and water, and behind the screen, Zhu Yingtai knew, lay the imperial couch of Empress Zhang...

  He lay half-reclined on the couch, his eyes quickly scanning the room. He soon discovered that on the table by the window, aside from a Song Dynasty porcelain vase with a single red chrysanthemum in it, there was also a small copper stove. A faint wisp of smoke curled up from the stove, almost imperceptible unless one looked closely.

  He looked at the tightly closed window again, and Jiahui supported him as he came in. Without doing anything else, she first turned around to close the door. There was no wind outside, and only a faintly fresh air was brought in.

  At this time, a faint rose fragrance lingered in the small house, the fragrance was not strong, and it also had a hint of another scent. This scent, as soon as it entered the nostrils, immediately brought a sense of intoxication to the brain, and a comfortable numbness slowly spread throughout the body...

  Zhu Yingtai, even if he hadn't married yet, didn't have a proper wife now, but that doesn't mean he hadn't been with women. The maids and concubines around him were all delicate and beautiful, and those who had slept with him were at least 10. Moreover, these maids and concubines, as long as they had an unusual relationship with him, would try their best to get close to him, stay by his side, and if they could get pregnant before the legitimate wife entered the house, that would be a shortcut to success.

  With incense and spices, this is also a good trick.

  Therefore, Mo Xiang had also smelled a lot of this fragrance. This kind of incense was made from rose and lavender, and many officials' homes had the method to make it. However, this was after all a secretive matter, and an unmarried young lady like her actually using such incense...

  He smiled faintly in his heart...

  Jia Hui walked over with a trembling gait, still shaking like a leaf, and stuttered: "Third Master, our Fourth Miss... really doesn't feel well... You go, you go take a look in the back..."

  Zhu Yueli slowly got up, smiling and stroking her face with his hand: "Alright... I'll go take a look, go take a look..." As he spoke, he walked behind the screen.

  Jiahui was touched by him and let out a low cry, after all, she had been serving the young lady since childhood, and had never been flirted with by a man before. She was both shy and frightened, her legs went soft, and she stumbled towards the door, looking like she was even more drunk than Zhu Yuxu...

  With a "bang", she forcefully closed the door from the outside, the sound was a bit loud, seemingly startling herself as well. Zhu Yuxu heard a low cry of surprise coming from outside, but only half of it was let out before she covered her own mouth.

  He slowly stood up straight, and his expression also cleared up. His feet were no longer floating. He first walked to the desk in front of the window, sniffed at the incense burner, and indeed it was a mixture of musk rose and myrrh. He straightened his body, with a faint smile at the corner of his mouth. Whoever made this incense knew what they were doing... Chu Yunqing really didn't leave herself any leeway.

  He hesitated for a moment, then turned behind the screen.

  On the imperial couch, a sleeping beauty was reclining diagonally, facing outward with her eyes tightly closed. He slowly walked to the front of the couch and gazed at the person on it with a calm expression.

  Her foot stepped on a moon-white silk skirt with golden threads and orange edges, embroidered with figures of flowers and grasses. The beauty lying on the couch wore only a moon-white silk jacket with orange edges, which was now removed, revealing a slender white neck. Originally, this kind of jacket had a shoulder cover on top, draped over the shoulders to cover them and the chest. Just now in the Cloud Bamboo Pavilion, Zhu Yuxu had discovered that she wasn't wearing one inside, so he kept pinching her skirt, afraid that something would be exposed. Now he knew, she hadn't worn it on purpose, originally just to entice him.

  Without the shoulder wrap, the outer jacket was also removed, revealing Chu Yun's smooth and round white shoulders and most of her snowy chest. The moon-white gauze dress, where it bulged out in front, was tightly wrapped, faintly visible inside *light, inside was also a piece of white main waist, faintly visible inside the halo color...

  A pair of golden lotus feet were generally exposed outside the skirt, with embroidered shoes on her feet. The soles of the shoes were spotlessly white, like snowflakes... These were the shoes she wore to sleep in.

  Able to display such a *light, the person on the couch is actually a young lady from a wealthy family, and this young lady is also very nervous now, her whole body is trembling, her tightly closed eyelashes are shaking violently...

  So contradictory, yet so tempting, Zhu Yuxu's mouth curled up, revealing a very faint smile, and reached out to touch his waist...

  ……

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