Chapter 12: The wind blows the fairy clothes fluttering, Neon feather clothes 4

Princess Roufang was helped by the maid and blessed the king of the moon: "Mr. Roufang has met your majesty and met your highness."

The second prince beside him couldn't help but help her, but he was preempted by his father. Zhuyue Wang held Princess Roufang's hand and helped her up with a sad face. He said pitifully, "I've worked hard all the way. I will treat this place as my home in the future. I will never treat you badly."

As soon as these words came out, the princes had already understood that the peerless beauty had nothing to do with them, and they came forward to congratulate their father. Only the second prince was stunned and couldn't squeeze out half a word. Princess Roufang seemed to notice him and glanced over with a little curiosity. Zhuyuewang took the opportunity to introduce: "This is the second son of the king. I am the invincible general of Zhuyue. In the war with the Jingjun, he also captured the enemy generals and defeated the 5,000 Jingjun."

Princess Roufang smiled and said, "How can a tiger father have a dog? Your Majesty is blessed. Only princes can be so brave." But his eyes remained on the complicated second prince.

"The beauty really can speak," the moon-by-month king was in full bloom and grabbed her waist. "Come on, follow me to the tent."

At night, the king of the moon held a banquet to entertain the envoy. Princess Roufang danced in gorgeous dance clothes, which attracted the men present to praise. The king was happy on the face of the moon, so she rewarded the envoy with a lot of treasures.

"Your Majesty, the gorgeous clothes worn by the princess are also a thin gift presented and written by my Emperor Jing. It is made by the famous red hand-embroidered concubines of the previous generation. If you dance under the moon, it will be like a galactic fairy descending to the earth. It is beautiful and irreplaceable. I want to set it with Princess Roufang, so I specially offer it to your majesty." The minister received the reward and said again.

"Real?" The moon-by-month king was overjoyed and immediately asked to watch the dance on the grass.

The moon scattered in the wilderness, and Princess Roufang danced with the music in her scaly clothes. The sleeves were turned upside down, and the light overflowed, not like the opposite. She saw that the people present forgot to clap their hands and cheer.

Outside the crowd, only the frustrated second prince looked cold, looking at the high-in spirited father Wang's eyes unconsciously with murderous intent.

***

When Han Ruqi woke up, it was already the middle of the night. He lay in a strange room, and the moon hung on the treetops outside the window.

There was no time to hate the bedding under him that no one had slept with. He quickly lifted the quilt out of bed and looked around for his knife - fortunately, the knife was quietly placed on the low cabinet in the corner. Han Ruxu confirmed that the knife had not been tamped, and then put his hanging heart back into his stomach, and then became nervous.

"Your Highness..." I remember that I accompanied the prince to the Qianxiu Pavilion to drink flower wine. This must be a room in the Qianxiu Pavilion. Where did the prince go? Why am I the only one lying here?

Just as he was desperately recalling the situation at that time, the door was suddenly pushed open with a bang. Han Ruxu turned around and stared at the door like a frightened bird. The person who came in brought a basin of water, but his expression was calm.

"You..." Yes, didn't this guy follow, and he didn't drink.

Seeing that he woke up, Wei Tanyi just nodded slightly, put the water basin on the basin rack, and buckled the basin edge with his middle finger: "The basin and cloth towel are just bought, please."

First, he was drunk in the brothel, and then His Royal Highness disappeared, and then the man who didn't open the door for ten days went to wash himself on the grounds that the weather was too hot to move. Han Ruxu felt that his head was a little insufficient. What's the matter?

"Your Highness has returned to the palace first. If Lord Han is not uncomfortable, please pick it up and leave quickly." Wei Tanyi turned around and was about to go out.

"Where's the girl who painted the fan?" I'm afraid it's not what a woman in the brothel would do if she left behind and fell asleep, right?

The corners of Wei Tanyi's mouth hooked and sneered, "Why, when I woke up, I found that there was no soft jade and warm fragrance in my arms, and I was lost?"

Han Ruqi stared: "Nonsense!" Even if it is Hua Kui, she is a brothel woman after all. Thousands of people hug thousands of people. They don't think it's dirty for nothing. How can they be lost?

"Speaking of which, I didn't see her when I woke up. Maybe there was a bigger customer. Let's leave here and run away."

As if he didn't mind saying goodbye to Hua Kui at all, Wei Tanyi dusted his sleeves and stepped out of the door.

But for some reason, Han Ruxu vaguely felt bad in his heart. He was not a drunken person, but the more he drank, the more dizzy he became. It felt like he was drunk and not. After fainting, he was even more completely awake, which was completely different from the past. But if he was drugged, how could he sleep so simply? Therefore, the only explanation was that the drunken guy did it. Most of the flower leaders of Qianxiu Pavilion are no longer alive.

"In such a bustling place... kill people?" Han Ruxu suddenly felt uncomfortable all over his body. He didn't know if the body of the painting fan would be hidden in the corner of this room. Although he followed Mingbu to handle the case for many years, he did not dare to find a hidden body by himself, because he still decided to leave first and then make plans.

A few days later, the news spread that Hua Kui had fallen from the building. Han Ruqi returned home after handing over the shift. By chance, she heard the maidservant talking about this matter when they passed by the yard, and immediately grabbed them and asked them carefully.

The painting fan locked its door at noon two days ago, jumped down from the window, and broke his neck on the spot. Many girls in Qianxiu Pavilion testified that there was no one else in the room, and there were no suspicious signs left at the scene, so they committed suicide.

It's not as simple as suicide! The strong fear clenched Han Ruxu's heart like a hand, making it difficult for him to breathe.

It must be what Wei Tanyi did to her before she committed suicide. Otherwise, as her flower leader, countless dignitaries fell under her pomegranate skirt, and there was no possibility of suicide. The lady of Qianxiu Pavilion regarded her as a cash cow and would never harm her. If anyone in the building was jealous of her, she should have done it on the day she won the championship six months ago. .

Only him! It must be him!

***

After all, the Moon King was not the opponent of his young and victorious son. In less than a hundred rounds, he was pierced in the chest by a sword. He only had time to scold an angry "rebellion" and fell to the ground.

The felt tent has been in a mess for a long time, and it's all thanks to the father and son's death that just ended.

The young man gasped for breath. Although he was young and had a great advantage in physical strength, he was not as sophisticated as the Moon King after all. He was also seriously injured in the first battle, but compared with these injuries, what he got was more important.

Princess Roufang, who had huddled in the corner from the beginning, looked at them blankly. Although he survived, his son was stained with scars and blood, and his father was fighting for themselves and the supreme power of this increasingly powerful month-by-month country.

"Roufang..." The young man struggled to keep his feet and softly called the woman standing next to the felt tent wall. He has never been satiated by anyone in his life, but he can't take his eyes off her. This woman made him kill all his brothers and his father, and now he can finally get her.