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Su Jinruo was secretly sent to the Drunken Flower House.

That was Su Jinruo's business.

Su Jinruo... He was the person in charge of Jade Mansion's Yu Yu Yu behind the scenes, and also the person in charge of Drunken Flower House.

This secret...

It was only after he forced Su Jinruo back into the capital that he found out.

The confidentiality is extremely high.

If he put Su Jinruo there, he could feel a bit more at ease.

He easily jumped over the wall with his nimble body... It landed in a corner of the Drunken Flower House.

His steps were light, but steady.

After turning a corner, he saw... Standing outside the room, it was a foppish scene of waiting quietly.

Fu Hua seemed to have heard the commotion.

She looked towards the source of the voice and saw that it was the person she didn't want to see the most. The color in her eyes could not help but change.

She hid her panic, cupped her hands and was about to bow, but was stopped by Shen Hancheng.

Seeing that Shen Hancheng was getting closer and closer, a glint appeared in his eyes... It seemed to be tainted with joy.

Presumably, he was in a good mood.

But...

When he saw … After what Su Jinruo did, it was probably …

He was afraid …

She didn't even dare to think about the consequences …!

The more he thought about it, the more his heart skipped a beat. The expression on his flashy face became more and more stiff.

Shen Hancheng wanted to push open the door, but Fu Hua clenched his teeth and blocked the door in front of him.

Her hands were hidden under her wide sleeves, her nails... It was deeply embedded in the palm of his hand.

He tried to numb the pain with his inner panic.

Shen Hancheng looked at her in a somewhat baffled manner, as his black eyes faintly flashed.

With all his might to maintain his calm, Fu Hua shook his head and said:

"Pavilion Master, please forgive this subordinate, I cannot allow you to enter."

On New Year's Eve, the night was full.

At this time, outside of the Drunken Flower House, one could faintly hear … The sounds of laughter came from the crowd.

But...

However, it was strangely quiet within the Drunken Flower House.

Fu Hua lowered his head. His long and dense eyelashes covered the panic-stricken expression in her eyes.

"What? Madam ordered you not to let Ben Wang into the room?"

The corner of Shen Hancheng's mouth curled up slightly. She thought that since he came back late, it was rare for Su Jinruo to be angry at him.

He glanced at Fu Hua and ignored her attempt to stop him.

He raised his hand and prepared to push open the door again.

Flowery... However, it seemed as if she was against him, biting her lips as she tried to stop him.

"It has nothing to do with Madam. This subordinate was rude, but now … Pavilion Master, you really cannot enter. "

Shen Hancheng squinted his eyes.

He looked into those flashy eyes. His gaze was heavy and his gaze instantly became sharp and threatening.

The atmosphere turned cold.

Shen Hancheng stared at her coldly.

Outside the house, it was quiet … Only the sound of his heart beating was left.

At this moment, the door that had been tightly shut opened.

It revealed the enchanting figure of a woman.

The woman had a dignified and beautiful appearance, and a light smile appeared on her bright red lips.

Without even looking at the girl, Shen Hancheng pushed open the door and stepped in.

The room was very quiet.

He would make sure that every stitch in the room... They all looked carefully.

But he didn't see the person he wanted to meet …

An ice-cold chill suddenly filled Jinruo's pupils as he turned around.

"Where is she?"

In those flashy eyes … There was also a tinge of shock on his face.

Su Jinruo had never appeared in this room before.

She should... The one who was always inside.

Fu Hua knitted his brows as he looked at the woman who had just opened the door. However, he could not figure it out as he silently lowered his head.

Women in Clothes... Peach colored long skirt, the entire person had a myriad of styles.

She curled her lips and said with a smile:

"This servant is Suyi, the bawd in Drunken Flower House. Slave …"

"Where is she?"

Shen Hancheng's eyes were filled with undisguised hostility.

He interrupted Suiyi's words, and in his cold voice, the majesty was obvious.

The smile on Sui Yi's face stiffened slightly, but...

After all, they were people from influential clans, so how could they be influenced by others so casually?

She withdrew her gaze and said:

"Young Master said that the room was stuffy, but was afraid that Miss Gaudy would stop her and not let her go, so he ordered me to stay here for a while. Young Master had just left. If His Highness wanted to see him, he would probably need to wait a little longer …

New Year's Eve in the capital is the most lively. Young Master will not be back so soon. "

Listen... I'll go with your explanation.

The hostility in Shen Hancheng's eyes did not decrease in the slightest.

How could he not understand Su Jinruo's personality?!

How could she be the type of person who was afraid of boredom?

In other words, no matter where she was, the word 'stuffy' would never be used on her …

Fu Hua's eyes moved. He immediately kneeled down and lowered his head as he said:

"It was no good, it was close to a busy city, and it was very lively outside. Madam must have listened to it and felt that she was somewhat lonely, so she ran out without a sound. If it wasn't for the fact that she was unwilling and insisted on stopping Madam, she would not have done such a thing. Everything was done in a flashy manner, so I hope that Pavilion Master can punish her."

The warmth in Shen Hancheng's eyes... He clenched his fingers. "Before midnight, if you can't find the wangfei and come back to see me, you don't need to keep your heads down."

Fu Hua heaved a sigh of relief as she cupped her hands and said, "Yes, Pavilion Master!"

On the outskirts of the city, in a dilapidated, deserted courtyard.

Half of the burning candle was silently burnt.

Under the dim yellow light, the woman sat cross-legged on the floor.

Sweat covered her white forehead.

Her face... Extremely pale.

She had also tightly bit on her red lips, causing them to turn blood-red.

On her right hand, a bloody wrist was forcibly placed on top of the stove.

From time to time, the rising flames would pierce her nerves.

Lower and lower...

Any touch would be boiling hot, just like boiling water.

Even more so …

The burning pain was unbearable!

The soft sound of footsteps entered his ears.

The woman didn't have the heart to figure out what exactly was happening …

His gaze was focused on the furnace, not moving away from it at all.

On New Year's Eve, from the royal family, to the common people …

There was not a single thing that wasn't a carnival...

At this time …

Who would come to the suburbs?

To be exact, they came to a dilapidated courtyard in the suburbs …

The man walked over with a dark face.

It was impossible to see the emotions behind his eyes in the gloomy shadows outside the courtyard.

With a raise of his body, he stood beside Su Jinruo.

He stared at Su Jinruo for a long time but did not say a word.

The place he stood, wasn't in front of Su Jinruo.

Su Jinruo was not in the mood to do so as well.

But...

His other free hand was tightly clenched, ready at all times.

The two of them continued their silent stalemate. After a while, the person said:

"Shen Hancheng, that rascal, I can't bear to see you like this … Slut yourself? "

As the familiar voice entered his ears, Su Jinruo's finger slightly moved.

She still did not raise her eyes to look at that person, nor did she continue to speak. She only opened her mouth and said:

"I never thought that the Southern Imperial Heir would actually not be in Zhongheng and spend New Year's Eve with Prince Gong. Instead, he would be free and come to this rundown courtyard in the dead of night."

Su Jinruo could naturally feel that there was no killing intent from his body.

Is To...

She didn't think that Shen Fengzhi would do her harm at this moment.

Next...

She and Shen Fengzhi, could also be considered to be...

A more harmonious friend.

Though between them... They didn't have a deep friendship.

But...

All in all, she trusted him.

Shen Fengzhi stood in the shadows, and silently looked at Su Jinruo.

She put the wound on the stove and he even saw...

On top of the wound …

He was smeared with spicy oil!

Just based on his imagination, he felt extreme pain!

As for the woman in front of him, her face was still the same … Ye Zichen frowned.

Resisting and strong, showing it to the world...

She, everything was fine!

Shen Fengzhi's heart throbbed uncontrollably, he slowly squatted down, and looked at her with mixed emotions.

He reached out and wiped the sweat from her cheeks.

Su Jinruo's body trembled, she moved her body and looked at Shen Fengzhi strangely.

The corner of Shen Fengzhi's mouth had long contained an evil and evil smile.

He took the opportunity to lift her up and land on her … A few strands of black hair on her cheek.

Behind her, she looked at Su Jinruo in ridicule.

"This Imperial Heir has never respected the elderly and cherished the young. This royal father is also very clear on the temperament of this Imperial Heir. Even if... If this Imperial Heir does not return to Zhongheng, they will not be angry at this Imperial Heir. No matter what, the manor … As long as you have Shen Jianjian, anything can be resolved, but you, in the middle of the night, come alone to this run-down courtyard, aren't you afraid of encountering ghosts? "

Su Jinruo was expressionless... She glanced at him.

"Let go."

Shen Fengzhi raised his eyebrows.

He saw that his hands had stopped on Su Jinruo's smooth and tender face and did not move for a long time.

A woman's skin was extremely delicate …

Very good... Touch.

You can't bear to move...

He seemed to have realized something …

Shen Fengzhi immediately retracted his hand, his eyes filled with shock.

Under Su Jinruo's even more baffling gaze, he actually didn't dare look her straight in the eye.

He hastily shifted his gaze away and coughed a few times in an attempt to cover his embarrassment. Only then did he return to his normal state of mind.

The temperature of Su Jinruo's body was very high as she faced the furnace, but her face was still pale white.

Unconsciously pondering over Shen Fengzhi's abnormality, she asked:

"How did the Imperial Heir know I'm here?"

Suppressing the peculiar feeling in his heart, Shen Fengzhi followed her example and sat on the ground.

Hearing this, he straightened his sleeves.

Winking his eyes seductively at Su Jinruo, Shen Fengzhi said complacently:

"Naturally, this Imperial Heir has the strength. How hard is it to find a small you?"

He was born with an unrestrained disposition, and to his subordinates, it was as easy as flipping his palm.

On this trip back to the capital, the assassination incident had occurred again. This time, he brought his subordinate down.

However, because of tonight … It was New Year's Eve.

and he let them do it themselves... Go play around.

After all, he was a man. If he wanted to play, how could he not … Go have fun?

The Flower Hall was a good place, so his subordinates could also... He played around without restraint.

But...

They had not even entered the Drunken Flower House yet, and before they could find the lady, they already saw a woman …

Covering her face, she jumped down from the window inside the Drunken Flower House.

As they jumped, the veil fluttered, and they caught a glimpse of her face.

Who is this woman …

They did not know, nor did they know each other.

However, this face …

They knew each other too well!

His own Imperial Heir's manor, how many of them were there? Such a portrait.

Afraid that the girls' martial arts were too high, and that they would discover them …

And so …

They could probably see exactly where she was going.

He turned around and ran back, telling him what had happened.

The pain on his wrist was near numbness.

There was a trace of exhaustion on Su Jinruo's face.

Shen Fengzhi seemed to have noticed her abnormality and supported her body lightly under her slender arm.

Reduce her strain.