They nodded and said, at least there is no need to do anything else now. It is much easier than to do what they originally wanted to do to protect Qin Tan Gong with Wang Lieyang. In that case, they will inevitably have to do things that are happy with relatives and enemies.

Such a king is indeed a blessing for his ministers, but... the unpredictable heart makes people feel a little uneasy. Chen Sheng smiled bitterly and waited for the top scorer. This child is dying because of Mr. Qingxia's temper and must have a good talk with her.

"She is still in the Zuixian Tower?" Chen Sheng asked, twisting her beard and nodding again, "I'm very tired, so let's take a rest."

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At this time, the daytime in Zuixian Tower was even more noisy than at night. The team of reading literature in the hall continued. After reading literature, many scholars did not leave. They ordered wine, food, food, drink, and jokes in Zuixian Tower. The prostitutes also came out to travel everywhere, and the elegance and eroticism intersected with a different style.

There was no erotic feeling in the teenagers' private rooms. Although they kept laughing and Chunxiao's voices were even more constant, they naturally spoke differently, and they were chattering with each other.

Zhang Shuangtong dug out his ears: "Chunxiao, you are so noisy, may you keep the guests?"

Chunxiao laughed and said: "With the top scholar's blessing, I'm still worried about the guests? Who doesn't want to be fond of the top scholar's blessing?"

Speaking of the top scholar, the young men looked at each other, Xue Qing lying on his side beside Zhang Liantang, covering his face with his sleeves and sleeping.

"Sanshilang, don't sleep, go back and sleep again." Chu Minghui said, "I haven't drunk much."

The boy moved, as if he was mumbling something.

Zhang Liantang slightly pulled down the sleeves that the boy covered his face, looked down at his face, didn't know if it was hot or wine-colored red, and said, "What do you want?"

Then I saw the boy's long eyelashes squirming, and his thin lips squirming.

"You want...just..."

Justice... Everyone heard it when they stopped and joked in the room, and couldn't help but look at each other. Jiang Zhaozi looked admiring and said, "Young Master Qingzi has great justice in his heart!"

Zhang Liantang smiled and patted Xue Qing on the head. Is it fair? This kid... "What's justice?"

As if he was dissatisfied with his head being patted, Xue Qing shook his head and turned his head inside, covering himself with his sleeve again, his voice vaguely with alcohol: "Just...that is...no one should be regarded as a pawn..."

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Chapter completed!