The Immortal Monarch Xia was deceived

Chi Si and the dancer walked into the side room for the guests to have fun.

The soft red gauze curtains in the room are smudged with fragrance, creating a scene of debauchery.

As soon as the door was closed, Zhiwei smiled gently: "Why, aren't you afraid that I will take advantage of you today?"

"I'm afraid." Chi Si took a few steps back, as if he was really afraid of being taken advantage of by others, "Now I'm a married woman, and I want to protect myself like a jade for my husband."

"Bah." Zhiwei rolled his eyes at him, "Hey, I heard that you moved, not where you used to live. Where did you move to?"

Chi Si's eyes dimmed: "You don't know?"

"You know I'm here to ask you?" Zhiwei snorted coldly, "I haven't heard any news about you anywhere, so I thought you had already left the capital."

With a thirsty smile, she said, "How are you and him doing recently? He didn't kick you, did he?"

Seeing that Chi Si was stunned suddenly, she smiled even more gloatingly: "Did you really get kicked by him? I have reminded you a long time ago that he is a ruthless person. Master Ji, who is ranked fourth in Yinyi Pavilion, although I have never met him Having dealt with him before, I also know that he is the most duplicitous and ruthless person in Yinyi Pavilion."

Before she finished talking, she added fuel to the fire and comforted her: "But it's okay, you shouldn't be the first person to be thrown away by him after using it, there is still in front of you..."

The bright eyes sank for an instant, and a gloomy glint flashed in the bottom of the eyes.

Seeing that he was really angry, she hurriedly covered her mouth.

Although the other party said the truth, Chi Si still noticed that the truth was different from what she said.

"You don't know Yang...Qi Ji's real identity?"

Zhiwei had natural doubts on her face: "I don't know. Didn't I tell you before that most of the spies in Yinyi Pavilion don't know their real identity. Why, did he tell you his real name?"

Chi Si avoided answering: "What about Qi Meng?"

Zhiwei held her head upright and said confidently: "Who is Qi Meng! Yinyi Pavilion ranks first! Except for the owner of the pavilion, Yinyi Pavilion is the biggest. If I can know her, will I still dance for people here?"

"Do you know who the master is?"

"Can I know the real body of the pavilion master?" Zhiwei sneered: "Since the establishment of Yinyi Pavilion, no one knows who the past pavilion masters are."

She whispered again with mystery in her eyes: "You also know that the Yinyi Pavilion is related to the imperial court. I once heard some rumors. There may have been several pavilion masters in the past..."

Pointing to the sky: "That."

It means the former emperor.

Chi Si was dull for a moment: "How did the owner of the Yinyi Pavilion come here?"

"Well..." Zhiwei thought for a while, and whispered: "These things shouldn't be said, but we are so friendly, and today you helped me avoid a tiring socializing, so I will tell you a little bit. But it is groundless , How much is true or false is unknown."

"When the Yinyi Pavilion was built, no one can tell. By the time people in the Jianghu heard the name, they were already very powerful. Anyway, it was established secretly by the imperial court to collect intelligence in the dark and deal with things that cannot be resolved by the government. Generally speaking, the owner of the Hermitage Pavilion is selected among the top few people."

She glanced at Chi Si and guessed what he wanted to ask: "If the previous Pavilion Master passes away, Qi Ji will take over this time..."

The voice paused for a while: "It's not impossible, after all, everyone in Yinyi Pavilion knows him... a ruthless person."

While talking, I suddenly figured it out: "Since the Yinyi Pavilion is related to the imperial court, there may be people from the royal family who are ranked high."

Her heart of gossip came up again: "Is Qi Ji also a high official in the palace? Does his family have a throne to inherit? Hey, what happened to you two?"

The official is quite big, a prince.Late wantonly slander.

He still avoided answering: "I met the pavilion master last time. He is a person who is proficient in disguise. Can you guess who it is?"

Although pretending to be a ghost and talking about 72 kinds of transformation techniques, the disguise technique is indeed practiced superbly.

Zhiwei covered her mouth in surprise: "Have you met the pavilion master?"

She thought for a while: "There are a lot of people in Yinyi Pavilion who are proficient in disguise. It is said that Qi San and Qi Wu are all proficient in this method. There are more people after the tenth rank, which cannot be counted on one hand. I can't guess it just based on this."

"And," the voice paused, "how can you be sure that the one you saw must be the pavilion master? The pavilion master has never appeared in front of people, and I was once called to pretend to be the pavilion master once."

Chi Si hummed, noncommittal.

"Is there anything else you want to ask?" Zhiwei asked.

Chi Si shook his head: "Let's go, I'll take you back to Zuihonglou."

"No, I came with the band." Zhiwei smiled gently, and teased: "You are a married woman now, you have to guard your body like a jade for your husband, and you won't be afraid of being gossiped if you go in and out of the fireworks alley. If Qi Ji I know, the knife must not reach your neck..."

Halfway through the conversation, seeing the gloomy face of the other party, she hurriedly shut up, turned around and walked out as if nothing had happened.

After walking a few steps, I suddenly thought of something and turned my head to ask: "Where have you moved now? No news about you can be found anywhere in the capital."

A vague word came out from the closed door: "Imperial Palace."

"Where?" Zhiwei didn't hear clearly for a moment.

After the person left, Chi Si's face, which was as gentle as Qingyang's, changed instantly, and was stained with gloomy resentment.

But Zhiwei's unintentional remark just now reminded him of one thing.

"Yang Wentuo." Angrily murmured softly, and then disappeared in the strange and cold laughter.

……

When Chi Si returned to the banquet hall, the banquet was in full swing.

The dignitaries in the world hugged left and right, Luo Weicui was humiliated by Ren Jun.

Yang Nianyuan felt a chill in his heart when he saw him.

When the national teacher and Zhiwei left, their faces were a little pale, why did they come back with a vicious and evil look?

And it didn't take long.

Could it be that it didn't work out?

Zuihonglou's headliner is a performer but not herself. I thought she would make an exception for her world-famous looks and overwhelming power, but now it seems that there are other twists and turns.

He was uncertain for a while, so he ventured to test carefully: "If the national teacher likes it, do you need me to send her to the couch..."

He usually does not do this well and has never disturbed the people, but if he wanted to win the favor of this upper realm true immortal, he had to send someone to arrest him and give him some medicine, it was a last resort.

Chi Si sneered coldly: "If you can send Yang Wentuo to my bed, that would be your ability."

Yang Nianyuan was shocked instantly.

The national teacher and the fourth younger brother often have quarrels on weekdays, and I don't know if he really has this intention, or if he said such words deliberately to make fun of him.

He swallowed his saliva, and tried again: "The king got a secret medicine for the harmony of yin and yang a few days ago, which can make virgins happy. If the national teacher needs it..."

"Did I miss a word?" Chi Siyan's face was like a ghost, and the air of resentment seemed to condense and boil around him, "I want Yang Wentuo to be willing to sleep on my couch."

Before Yang Nianyuan recovered from his panic, he continued: "I have one thing for you. You also go to hold a banquet."