When I reached the door, I caught a glimpse of a servant hiding in the corner and peeking around.

Fu Yutang recognized him.

He was Fu Ping'an's personal servant, named Ah Fu.

On the night that Fu Ping'an brought the oiran to her, he followed Fu Ping'an to her mansion.

Fu Yutang paused and waved at him.

Ah Fu looked around and when he was sure that Fu Yutang was calling him, he suddenly panicked.

With trembling legs, he walked to Fu Yutang's side, and before Fu Yutang could speak, he confessed everything, "I didn't hear anything, and I didn't hide here to eavesdrop on the conversation. It was the Marquis, the Marquis, who told me to stay here and keep an eye on the movements of the young master, and told him not to go to the backyard so soon."

Fu Yutang said "hmm" lightly, indicating that he understood. He signaled Wang Dagui with his eyes to hand the bag to Ah Fu, and said, "I have something important to do and need to leave. You take the bag to the courtyard where I am staying temporarily and put it away. By the way, let your master know."

After a pause, he added, "By the way, tell him not to touch any grass or tree in the yard."

Ah Fu had seen Fu Yutang's methods.

Even the old marquis and the old lady in the mansion were completely subdued by the young master. They still tremble in fear when they mention the young master. The marquis has never gained any benefit from the young master. How could a servant like him have the heart to disobey him?

Therefore, upon hearing Fu Yutang's words, he nodded hurriedly and said, "Yes, yes, yes. I will tell the Marquis the truth."

Fu Yutang nodded slightly, without saying much, and led Wang Dagui out of the Annan Marquis Mansion and headed straight for the Ministry of Justice.

……

Wenxianglou.

As night falls, all the lights come on.

In the hall of the building, red candles flickered and the mottled light and shadows illuminated the graceful figures of the beauties on the stage.

Below the stage, a group of regulars sat together, some drinking and writing poetry, some sipping tea and discussing philosophy, and some hugging and flirting with girls.

The sounds of stringed instruments were melodious and pleasant, accompanied by the women's soft singing, the men's loud conversation and laughter, making the entire hall flow with a hazy and dreamy atmosphere.

In a corner of the second floor, in an inconspicuous private room.

Kunwu Ming's cheeks were flushed with drunkenness as he lay drunkenly on the beauty's lap. His fox eyes were half-closed with rosy corners and bright lips, like a demon who had strayed into the human world. This made Liu'er, who was serving him, blush and there was a hint of shyness in her eyes as she looked at him.

Seeing this, Kun Wuming raised the corner of his mouth, reached out and touched her face, which was smooth, fragrant and warm. His expression slightly changed. He turned over and pressed Liu'er under him, holding her neck with one hand, and slowly lowered his head...

Liu'er's cheeks flushed, she was both excited and nervous, and she closed her eyes involuntarily.

Therefore, she did not notice the cold light that flashed in the man's eyes in front of her, and without any hesitation, she raised her hand and pressed harder on her neck.

The next second, Liu'er's body went limp and she fell into a coma.

Just as he did all this, the window facing the street was pushed open and a man in black jumped in from outside.

When he saw the scene in the room, he was stunned at first, then turned around without thinking and faced the two of them.

"Second Prince, please restrain yourself a little."

He had given the Second Prince a secret signal before he came in. Not only did the Second Prince not restrain himself, but he also deliberately performed such a live pornographic show.

He even suspected that the second prince had some strange habits.

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