"Now, all of you get out of here immediately!"
Although Pei Zhaolin was still smiling, his tone took a sudden turn.
Truly, he was like the saying goes, unpredictable and capricious!
"Your Highness, calm your anger! Lord Chu has just entered the officialdom and it's his first time encountering such a thing..."
In response, Pei Zhaolin suddenly flicked his sleeve and smashed a white - glazed teacup.
The shards of the teacup flew everywhere, making their hearts tremble.
No longer wanting to help Chu Yingfeng, they all fled faster than anyone else.
In the end, only Chu Yingfeng was left. He tightly clenched his hands in his sleeves in great embarrassment.
It took him a long time to choke out a sentence, "Your humble official takes his leave."
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When Cui Jintang woke up from her afternoon nap, the maid was just carrying in a pot of begonia flowers.
The rich fragrance quietly filled the entire east wing.
She propped herself up and sat up, looking at the familiar yet strange furnishings in front of her.
Everything was exquisitely perfect, but it was like a gorgeous cage.
This was the cage carefully built for her by Pei Zhaolin. If she tried to break out forcefully, only she would get hurt in the end.
"Miss is awake!"
The maid put down the begonia flowers and then eagerly trotted over.
After the incident with Su Rongyu, the people in the east wing seemed to have completely realized who would be the future mistress of the prince's mansion. They all regarded Cui Jintang as a precious treasure.
The maid flattered her and said, "The prince has specifically instructed us that we should always put Miss first! As long as it can make Miss happy, even if Miss asks us to go through fire and water..."
"I'm so bored in this yard. Go and find a troupe for me."
Before the maid could finish her words, Cui Jintang suddenly interrupted her.
The maid was stunned for a moment, then immediately reacted and happily agreed.
"Miss, don't worry! This servant will surely find the best troupe in Qinghe for Miss!"
As if afraid that Cui Jintang would suddenly change her mind, the maid quickly agreed.
Cui Jintang lazily stretched. As soon as she raised her hand, the maid immediately reached out her hand and respectfully helped Cui Jintang get out of bed.
She sat in front of the dressing mirror and let the maid do her makeup.
It had been several days since Zhu Er went to Zhu Jin Mountain. It was about time to retrieve the Royal Sword.
However, in the past few days, the patrol in the mansion had increased several times.
Especially in her east wing, it was surrounded tightly.
Since it was difficult for her to get out, she had to find an opportunity to let Zhu Er bring the sword in.
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The maid really found the most famous troupe in Qinghe City for Cui Jintang.
The troupe leader took the money and smiled obsequiously at Cui Jintang. "I wonder what Miss would like to listen to today?"
Cui Jintang was sitting in the audience. Hearing this, she lifted her eyelids and said indifferently, "Then, sing a performance of 'The Palace of Eternal Youth'."
"Sure, Miss!"
As soon as the gongs and drums of the troupe sounded, the whole mansion became lively.
The gongs and drums were deafening. When the actress flicked her water sleeves, there was a burst of applause.
Cui Jintang was sitting in the audience, watching with great interest.
When the two protagonists were about to elope, she threw a large sum of money boldly. "Well - sung! Reward!"
The eyes of everyone in the troupe lit up, and they immediately bent down to thank Cui Jintang.
The commotion in the east wing was so great that it attracted many maids and guards who came to watch the excitement.
They even ignored their work and kept peeping.
A maid was hiding in the corner, craning her neck and watching intently. Suddenly, there was a sudden cough behind her.
The maid turned around excitedly. When she saw Fu Li and Pei Zhaolin with a gloomy face beside him, she felt like the sky was falling.
"Your Highness, please forgive this servant. This servant didn't dare to come to the east wing without permission. This servant will leave now!"
Receiving the look from Fu Li, the maid lowered her head and left reluctantly, looking back three times at every step.
Fu Li looked at the stage.
On the stage, those handsome young men with good looks were all casting amorous glances at Cui Jintang.
Fu Li was so scared that he quickly lowered his head. He didn't even need to look to imagine how ugly his young master's expression must be!
Fu Li quickly said, "This servant will go and drive them all out now!"
"Wait!"
Pei Zhaolin tightly clenched his five fingers in his sleeve. Every word seemed to be squeezed out from his back teeth.
"If it can make her happy, just let her be!"
Fu Li turned his head back and forth in disbelief. Looking at Pei Zhaolin with a tense jaw at this moment, he almost suspected that it was someone else pretending to be him!
"Young master... Really?"
Before Fu Li could ask another question, Pei Zhaolin flicked his sleeve and turned around, leaving angrily.
At this moment, Cui Jintang was closing her eyes, carefully listening to the lovelorn people singing on the stage.
Finally, Cui Jintang opened her eyes. Out of the corner of her eye, she casually glanced at the place where Pei Zhaolin had just been.
She waved her hand, and another astonishing ingot of gold was thrown out.
"Reward!"
"Thank you, Miss!"
Then, Cui Jintang not only asked the maid to invite a storyteller to tell "The Seven Heroes and Five Gallants".
She then asked someone to invite a circus troupe.
The acrobats somersaulted and jumped through hoops of fire, attracting everyone in the mansion to come and watch the excitement.
A young man walked forward.
He had a tall and slender figure. He was only wearing a pair of black silk trousers and was bare - chested.
In the flickering light, his well - proportioned muscles could be seen. His skin was ivory - white, as if he had not seen the sun for a long time, but he was not weak. His lines were as smooth as a cheetah's.
As soon as he appeared on the stage, before he even said a word, a group of maids beside Cui Jintang all let out a suppressed but excited gasp in unison.
All kinds of complex looks -
Curiosity, surprise, and even a bit of shyness - were all glued to his bare skin.
"Hey!"
The strong man with the hammer let out a short and explosive shout. He raised the hammer high in his hand, with the wind whistling, and slammed it hard on the green stone slab on the young man's chest!
"Bang -!"
The green stone slab cracked instantly, shattering into more than a dozen pieces and clattering to the ground.
Almost at the same time, the young man lying on the ground flipped up with a jerk and stood firmly in front of Cui Jintang.
He showed a flattering smile to Cui Jintang, raised his hand and clasped his fist. His firm chest was still heaving violently.
Some bolder maids were so excited that their faces turned red when they saw this scene.
Cui Jintang subconsciously leaned back.
Suddenly, she heard a sound of hitting a tree behind her.
Cui Jintang then smiled. She lifted her chin towards the maid and casually dropped a single word: "Reward."
Behind the tree, Fu Li looked at Pei Zhaolin's hand that had punched the tree. He only felt his vision go black and black again.
Fu Li was almost crying. "Young master, you still have an old injury on your shoulder. Don't be impulsive!"
Pei Zhaolin's eagle - like gaze shot over like a lightning bolt.
He gritted his teeth and asked word by word, "Who let them into the mansion?!"
Hearing this, Fu Li thought carefully.
Fu Li replied sincerely, "You did."
Pei Zhaolin frowned. He almost had the words "It's impossible that it was me" written on his face!
Fu Li was very enthusiastic in helping him recall.
"At that time, young master was busy replying to the secret letter from the capital. When the people were brought here, young master was so busy that he didn't even look at them and just let them into the mansion."
Pei Zhaolin got angry.
He roared, "Won't you remind me?"
Fu Li fell into an eerie silence for a moment and silently took the blame.
"This servant remembers. Next time, this servant will surely remind young master!"
Pei Zhaolin suddenly turned around and stared at him, as if he had been stimulated by the words "next time"!