Chapter 32: The Cold Imperial Master Invites You to Enter (15)
Du Chenlan coaxed Qingzi into submission in just a few words, and the two of them were affectionately affectionate on the grass in the yard.
Du Chenlan lifted Qingzi's clothes and fell into his arms.
Qingzi looked at the beautiful woman in his arms and lowered his head to kiss her lips, their lips and teeth entangled.
Du Chenlan pinched Qingzi's waist, and the intimate scene of Sang Tian and Chen Yu emerged in her mind. She couldn't help but tighten her grip, and Qingzi cried out in pain.
Qingzi's voice pulled Du Chenlan back. She smiled seductively and raised her legs to clamp around Qingzi's waist.
In a place where the two of them could not see, a figure in black clothes was watching on the beam for a long time.
On the second day, rumors spread in the capital that General Zhenguo's eldest daughter was having sex with her lover in the mansion.
There are various versions, and the even more outrageous one says that Du Chenlan forced his servants to watch it.
The mastermind behind all this was in the palace, laughing so hard that he was lying on the ground.
Du Chenlan probably never imagined that his fame would suddenly become ruined overnight.
It’s a pity that she is the heroine after all, and she has the halo of the heroine.
The rumor was no longer spread within half a day. Du Chenlan caught several people who had spread the rumor in the teahouse and beat them to pieces in front of the people.
General Zhenguo, who had just returned to Beijing from the border, heard about this and punished Du Chenlan by making him kneel in the ancestral hall.
After all, Du Yi was a man who had experienced life and death on the battlefield and knew that there was no smoke without fire. For the sake of the reputation of the general's mansion, he called the servants in the mansion to inquire.
Faced with murderous intent on his face, Du Yi's servant quickly told him everything about Du Chenlan and Qingzi's affair in the mansion.
Du Yi grabbed the cup on the table and smashed it to the ground, then raised his hand with a fierce look.
A group of masked men in black rushed into the lobby and silently killed the servants who knew about this.
Looking at the bloodstains on the ground, the resentment in Du Yi's heart began to grow.
Why was it that the emperor never questioned Princess Sang's excessive debauchery while she had so many lovers, while his own daughter was cursed by the people for favoring a young man?
As long as the world belongs to the Du family, who would dare to say anything?
Qingzi, who was hiding in the side room, realized that something was wrong and ran away.
Du Chenlan, who was kneeling in the ancestral hall as punishment, had no idea that Du Yi had already had second thoughts.
She blamed all the mistakes on Sang Tian.
Now as long as Sang Tian is still alive, her heart feels like it is being stabbed by a sharp knife. Chen Yu must be hers!
She just wants to trample Sang Tian hard under her feet!
When she was a child, an immortal said that she was the chosen one and Chen Yu was her perfect match.
As long as the two of them get together, the whole world will be theirs.
Du Chenlan looked at the spirit tablet placed in the ancestral hall and spoke slowly.
"Fengzi."
As soon as Du Chenlan finished speaking, a man as thin as a bamboo appeared in the house.
The man named Fengzi knelt in front of Du Chenlan and saluted, "I am here!"
"You must succeed at tomorrow's banquet! If anything goes wrong, you and your family will be dead!"
Du Chenlan took out a packet of poison from her belt and threw it at Fengzi's feet.
A trace of hatred flashed across Fengzi's slender eyes, and then returned to normal.
"Yes!"
Inside the palace, Sang Tian was sitting on the roof in a flamboyant red dress with a wine jug placed beside her legs.
"Host, how did Du Chenlan become the heroine? She's so cruel!"
Tiao Tiao turned into a cat and lay beside Sang Tian, staring straight at Sang Tian's wine jug with his round eyes.
Sang Tian leaned back with her arms on both sides, blinking her beautiful eyes that were slightly drunk.
Seeing that Sang Tian was already drunk, Tiao Tiao quietly moved over and licked the mouth of the pot with his tongue.
The blue eyes widened instantly, and soon there was not a drop of wine left in the jug.
On a high pavilion in the distance, Chen Yu stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the drunk Sang Tian opposite him.