Chapter 60: Wine is not drunk

　　The night is as cool as water.

　　The fine rain gradually stopped, the breeze from the hollow carved window pane, wisps brushed across the cheeks, around the hair, flooded with water like a refreshing coolness.

　　The incense curls up in the bedchamber.

　　Night Red Aya sat alone, her delicate and picturesque eyebrows quiet and indifferent.

　　"Your Highness." Plume shadow came stepping on the light rain, kneeling down in front of the window, "A tea ago, General Luo was taken captive outside the military camp with serious injuries."

　　Night Red Aya rose haughtily, her eyebrows were bitterly cold: "Who did it?"

　　"The number one expert of the inner court, Chong Jun." Ling Ying returned, "He did not personally, but the person who did it came from his house. When I learned of the situation, General Luo was already injured and unconscious, two dead soldiers took him to the direction of the Marquis of Changyang Mansion."

　　Night red aya under the eyes dipped frost, voice as wrapped in a layer of ice condensation: "How many people were alerted to this matter?"

　　"Did not alarm anyone." Plume shadow back, "the western outskirts of the military camp near the ordinary people are not allowed to approach, from the Marquis of Changyang residence of the two dead soldiers acted quickly, quietly took General Luo away."

　　A slight pause in his tone, "the sharp weapon that injured General Luo is the special scimitar of the Marquis of Changyang's dead soldiers, the knife is coated with a layer of ecstasy."

　　"How about Feng Yu?"

　　"Nothing happened on General Feng's side." Ling Ying said, "But my subordinates have arranged a few people to protect him just in case."

　　Night Red Aya hmmed, "You go to Feng Yu's side first tonight and keep an eye on him, don't let him get hit by the secret plan as well."

　　"Yes." Gong replied, Ling Ying got up and disappeared in the rain.

　　The light rain that had just stopped fell again, the rain curtain is dense with lights, the trees are hovering, a little starlight swaying.

　　Night red aya standing with his hands in front of the window, the stunning face with a glazed pure but bone-chilling cold color.

　　After a while, lightly spoke: "Ayamu."

　　A figure floated down from the beam, kneeling on the ground: "Master."

　　Night red aya turned and walked towards the outside of the hall, the tone is very light, light only to hear the heartless: "with the Palace to go to the Marquis of Changyang House a trip."

　　Ayame answered: "Yes."

　　...

　　Chang Yang Marquis Chong Jun in the imperial capital is a person who no one dares to provoke.

　　This person has excellent martial arts skills, was once a master of the inner court, because of handsome and often outside the Empress Dowager's palace as an officer, several times to protect the Empress Dowager merit, gradually became the Empress Dowager's most favored man.

　　He is not a chamberlain, but he has the power to enter and leave Cian Palace freely.

　　He was not a powerful man, but he was made a marquis, and he was so powerful that he was above many important court officials.

　　Civil servants and military generals privately look down on him, but if not as a last resort, no minister is willing to offend him.

　　The Empress Dowager's love for the Marquis of Changyang is unknown, and the current Emperor is extremely filial to his mother, the Empress Dowager, so he turned a blind eye to her favoring a man and conferring a title on the other side, who dares to speak out?

　　The government has opened a marquis, in and out of the harem to call the wind and rain, on the basis of the Empress Dowager's favor even imperial relatives are not in the eyes of the imperial capital, the noble family sons are not avoiding their fronts.

　　Fortunately, Chong Jun how much power he holds is limited to the inner court, full of civil servants and he has been well water, and not easily offend him, these two years has been peaceful.

　　Serving the Empress Dowager, the Marquis of Changyang's greatest pleasure is to raise dead soldiers and beauties.

　　Dead soldiers used to work for him, the beauty used for pleasure.

　　The day is more comfortable than a serious prince.

　　The rain is getting stronger, and the early summer night is slightly cool.

　　The main room of the house is full of beautiful sounds of silk and bamboo, fragrant wine and beautiful people.

　　The mythical beast incense burner on the corner table emits wisps of smoke, and the incense, wine and rouge scent of the beauty in the house are intertwined, confusing and luxurious, and the ultimate enjoyment compels the soul, making people sink involuntarily.

　　The master of the residence, Marquis Changyang, is sitting lazily leaning against a white jade screen, and the beauty to his left and right, Bai Caiyu, is holding a gold bottle and jade jar, serving diligently. On the spacious red carpet in front of him, the beautiful dancer twisted her slender water snake waist and danced an enchanting dance with her eyes sending autumn waves.

　　Chong Jun's eyes were somewhat intoxicated.

　　What is the position of the emperor?

　　The power of the world and what?

　　The wealth in hand, the beauty in the arms, such a day is really happy like a god.

　　"The first thing you need to do is to get a drink. ..." The beauty in the scarlet gauze dress on the left is holding a wine jar, her red lips are open, her eyes are like silk, "Wine doesn't make people drunk, the master is really good looking... ..."

　　Chong Jun tilted his head and frivolously hooked her soft chin: "Are you drunk?"

　　The beautiful woman's voice was seductive: "Yes, my slave is drunk."

　　"Master, eat grapes ..." The beauty on the right peeled a grape with her long slender fingers and brought it to Chong Jun's mouth ingratiatingly, "Big and sweet grapes, master, try it?"

　　Chong Jun opened his mouth and swallowed it, and fiercely blocked the beauty's lips, sending the grapes that came to his mouth into the beauty's mouth, "Is it good?"

　　The beauty's delicate face slightly flushed, shyly lightly hammered him: "Master is really annoying ..."

　　The long night is long, rich and extravagant make people lost.

　　A sudden gust of cold wind blew in, blowing the beauty's hair, along with a few hints of wetness of the rainy night, a black shadow like a parabola hurried across the line of sight, a loud bang, ruthlessly smashed the cases in front of him, cups and calendars and fruit plates suddenly shattered all over the place.

　　The air was instantly quiet and stagnant.

　　The beautiful people look stiff, and then the flowers lose color and scream out: "ah--" dead people!

　　Chong Jun's face changed, suddenly raised his eyes to look.

　　The dark night, drizzling rain.

　　The corridor under the bright lights, a deep xuan robe figure slowly step on the stone steps, the slim and craggy figure, the biting sharp eyebrows, the stunning picturesque face, the surrounding flow of people daunted by the aura.

　　The princess of protection, night red aya.

　　Chong Jun pupils suddenly shrink, silent and gloomy stare at the clear and cold woman in front of him, trance feel the heart hurts again.

　　"Your Highness, Princess Protector." The first time I saw you, I was in the middle of a meeting.

　　Night red aya raised his eyes, the bottom of his eyes are infiltrated with a penetrating coldness.

　　The light rain falling behind them reflects a bit of golden light on the ground, lining the woman in front of the cold and dusty, like a heavenly mystery.

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　　The dead man's face, his face suddenly changed, a heart suddenly sank.

　　"You know the purpose of this palace to come." Night red aya speaks, the tone is straightforward, but indifferent, "If you do not want this palace demolished your residence, now hand over the people."

　　The words fell, Chong Jun suddenly calmed down.

　　The corners of his lips raised slightly, he smiled coldly and deeply: "So Your Highness is here for General Luo."

　　Night Hongya did not speak.

　　"The princess has already handed over the military power, yet she is still so concerned about General Luo's safety, and she got the news so quickly ..." The tone of voice was slightly dragged out, and a strange awning crossed the bottom of Chong Jun's eyes, "The princess house is really well-informed. "