Goblin Goblin: Don't flirt, the villain is blackening

Chapter 639 Dancing Princess vs Admiral Dongchang 4

The woman's face was buried in the man's chest, with only her slender neck and smooth back shoulders exposed.

The man was lying on his side, and the clothes on his chest were in a mess. Most of them had been torn off, revealing his bronze chest and several red scratches.

Looking up and seeing the man's face clearly, Butler Liang trembled all over, let go of the hand that lifted the curtain, and quickly knelt down:

"I didn't know that the Admiral was present. I didn't mean to offend you. Please forgive me, the Admiral!"

He kowtowed heavily, and when the people behind him saw this, they knelt on the ground.

This Living King of Hell is definitely the most difficult person to mess with in the capital, other than the emperor.

He was unpredictable and acted entirely according to his own preferences and mood. Once, because the son of the Minister of the Ministry of Finance bumped into his carriage, he sent someone to the East Factory torture room and tortured him with all the torture instruments inside.

Afterwards, the Minister of Hubu brought the matter to the front of the late emperor. Everyone thought Shen Lang was finished, but he looked indifferent and produced a thick stack of evidence that the Minister of Hubu had embezzled and accepted bribes and colluded with the third prince to murder the prince.

The late emperor was furious and sent the Hubu Shangshu and his family to prison, but he only verbally criticized Shen Lang.

Shen Lang was lying on his side on the bed, with an indifferent expression and a lazy look on his face. He looked like he had "fed and drank enough" and stared down at the bold woman in his arms.

Quan Jiu met his eyes, grabbed the clothes on his chest with both hands, winked at him, and signaled him to speak.

Shen Lang was calm and calm, his eyes were light, as if he was asking her silently -

Why should I help you?

It had been a long time since the person on the bed spoke. Butler Liang bravely raised his head and saw the two people staring at each other.

He guessed that the Lord of Hell was in a good mood, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and spoke cautiously:

"Sir, today this fugitive is cunning and very good at the art of disguise. I am afraid that she will disguise herself as the girl from Baihua Tower. To be on the safe side, can I let my slave have a look at the beauty of the girl in your arms?"

He speculated on Shen Lang's emotions through the gauze.

Shen Lang still stared at Quan Jiu, wanting to see her reaction.

He remained silent. Butler Liang gradually realized that something was wrong in the atmosphere, raised his voice, and repeated what he had just said.

The two people on the bed still didn't respond.

A flash of suspicion flashed in Butler Liang's eyes. He took two steps forward, stretched out his hand tentatively, and grasped the curtain tightly again.

"Um...Sir..."

A charming and watery voice suddenly sounded, with a slight tremor at the end, as if someone had been bullied severely, with a crying tone.

There were all men present. Listening to this cry, many of them got goosebumps and their bones felt numb.

Butler Liang's hands that opened the curtain were frozen in place.

When he realized what the people inside were doing, he looked embarrassed and felt a sense of fear in his heart.

Fortunately, the curtain was not opened. If it disturbed the Admiral's interest, ten of his heads wouldn't be enough.

Shen Lang was closest to her, and the scream sounded almost close to his ears, and the impact he received became stronger.

The man's dark eyes darkened calmly, staring at the woman who was directing and acting in his arms, and said coldly:

"You are quite brave."

Butler Liang looked horrified, his pupils dilated, he suddenly knelt down on his knees and began to kowtow:

"Sir, have mercy on me! My lord, have mercy on me! It was my servant who had no vision and bumped into me. Please spare my life!!"

He thought this sentence was directed at his action of lifting the curtain just now, and he was immediately frightened out of his wits, and began to kowtow desperately.

Quan Jiu raised her eyebrows secretly. One sentence could scare people out of their wits. She indirectly had a new understanding of the ruthless tactics of this admiral.

As the culprit, Quan Jiu didn't feel guilty at all. The area below her eyes was hidden under the quilt, only a pair of shiny black deer eyes were exposed, begging to look at him wetly.

Facing this heart-melting look, Shen Lang just glanced at it lightly, and listened to the loud sounds of kowtows, his voice without any warmth.

"Get out."

Butler Liang breathed a sigh of relief as he saved a dog's life. He stood up and was about to leave. When he caught a glimpse of the woman on the bed, he made amends in a flattering manner:

"If you have any orders, Lord Admiral, just ask. Baihualou will do its best to meet your request. Miss Si has not been booked by the guests today. If your Lord is willing, I can let Miss Si come over now..."

Miss Si is the courtesan of Baihua House. She is a prostitute rather than a prostitute. She is so good at playing the piano that she attracts many relatives of the emperor to come here.

When Quan Jiu heard that Miss Si was coming over, he became anxious. He reached out and grabbed Shen Lang's collar and complained in a low voice:

"Didn't your Excellency say that one person from the slave family is enough tonight..."

Shen Lang: "......"

When Butler Liang heard this, he couldn't show any courtesy anymore and could only knock Quan Jiu:

"The Admiral is a distinguished guest. Please serve him well tonight and be sure not to offend him."

Quan Jiu's voice is sweet and submissive:

"Don't worry, Butler Liang, I will serve you well."

After Butler Liang and his party left, Quan Jiu suddenly opened the quilt, stood up and got out of bed, and distanced himself from Shen Lang.

The situation was urgent just now, so she pulled off most of Shen Lang's clothes and made some "marks" on his chest. She didn't know how this person would punish her.

Shen Lang sat up slowly and straightened his messy collar. His deep eyes fell on Quan Jiu, and his thin lips were slightly opened.

"Weren't you very brave just now?"

Are you afraid now?

Quan Jiu decided to act cowardly and stood by the bed, nodding and lowering his eyebrows:

"My lord, please forgive me, Chang Xi did not mean to offend."

As a former princess, she and Shen Lang had met several times in the palace.

Shen Lang narrowed his narrow black eyes, looking at the woman who had no intention of kneeling down, a sneer flashed in his eyes.

There is absolutely no sincerity in this admission of error.

Quan Jiu didn't hear him speak, and automatically understood that the matter was over, and she stood up straight again.

"It's late at night, so Changxi won't disturb the adults' rest."

She turned around, ready to run away, but as soon as she turned around and took one foot out, a voice that was neither salty nor bland came from behind.

"stop."

Quan Jiu turned back and looked at her doubtfully.

Shen Lang looked at the woman who had just thrown it away after using it, with dark eyes surging, and his face was calm:

"Based on those two words you just said, I would kill you here tonight and no one would dare to say no. Do you believe it or not?"

The palace has always been hierarchical and strict in rules.

Now she is just a commoner. She does not kneel down when she sees an official. This is one mistake. She calls herself Changxi instead of a commoner. This is two mistakes.

Quan Jiu raised his eyebrows: "Sir, are you reminding me to be careful in my words and deeds in the future?"

Shen Lang looked at the woman who was not only unafraid, but was becoming frivolous, and pursed her lips:

"What if I really want to kill you?"

The smile in Quan Jiu's eyes deepened, and he suddenly leaned close to Shen Lang's ear, speaking in a soft and seductive voice:

"Oh? I wonder how your lord is going to kill the slave family tonight?"

...dividing line...

Alas, Xiao Langlang is a fake eunuch. After all, he can't be so cruel to his daughter if he drinks and kisses her.

(End of chapter)