The moonlight was cold, and the inside and outside of the Western Depot were exceptionally quiet, as if the entire mansion and every inch of corners were sinking into a pool of stagnant water, without waves.

In a wing-room of the courtyard, two young guards of the Western Depot were sitting around a little eunuch, drinking and chatting at the table.

After a burst of laughter, a guard rubbed the tears from his eyes as he laughed and asked in amazement.

"Lord Deng, is what you said true? Is it true that the ugly maid framed Nian Zizhen?

"Of course, how could I make up stories to confuse you?"

The little eunuch looked fifteen or sixteen years old. He picked up two slender eyebrows and answered firmly.

Then he raised his glass and sent a mouthful of wine to his mouth. He swallowed it into his stomach and opened his mouth to spit out the breath of wine. Then he showed a contented face.

On one side of the table, the guard shook his head with an expression of schadenfreude.

"Xiao Nianzi relied on being close to the Master, and he was extremely prestigious at the beginning and squinted us. What is going on now? He was framed by a little girl!"

"You don't say!"

The little eunuch in the left-hand seat threw a piece of food into his mouth, and hurried to finish it. Then he went on speaking.

"You do not know that the girl whom the Master has his eye on is very bad. Even the most powerful "Two Fat Raksha" in the mansion is not her opponent. One nearly drowned in the bathtub, and the other was burnt by a charcoal pan."

"You mean Nanny Yan and Nanny Gui?"

One guard showed an unbelievable look, and then clapped on the thigh.

"Haven't you been talking about that little lady in the Eastern Depot who dresses up as a man?"

After listening to it for a long time, the other guard widened his cross-eyed eyes and looked blankly at the two-smiling people across the table.

"It's her, of course!"

The little eunuch took a sip of the wine, and his white face was slightly red.

"Our Master is really patient with the girl surnamed Gu. After more than a year's courting, he took her back to the mansion. "

The guard next to him suddenly became interested, and his eyes were full of evil and greed.

"Then do you think whether our Master has succeeded in making love with her?"

The little eunuch frowned and got his eyes narrowed.

"I heard from Bihen in the mansion that she went into the Master's room to dress the girl on the night of the accident.

At that time, she was in bed and was drugged. Her clothes were almost taken off. It seemed that the Master had been succeeded in making love with her. Or can he be willing to send her to the palace?

Who is our Master? It's a Master who can make good use of the thing at hand."

Before they finished speaking, the three of them all laughed on their backs, their voices were obscene and crazy.

The little eunuch drank all the wine in the cup and got up languidly from the chair.

"It's getting late. I'll be on duty later. Let's call it a day."

The two guards didn't enjoy themselves to the full and raised their hands to persuade him to stay.

"Lord Deng, let's talk for a while."

"Sorry, I'm going to clean my face. I'll service the Master to take rest. I can't go there being boozed. Goodbye! "

The eunuch made a bow with folded hands to the two guards and left, holding lanterns and pushing the door out.

When passing a rockery, he suddenly felt strange.

"Why is it so cold on the neck?" he wondered.

The little eunuch raised his hand to touch it. Suddenly, he encountered something stiff and cold.

The little eunuch paused subconsciously and lowered his eyes to look. He got panic and his hairs sprang up instantly.

A dagger was pressing against his neck.

In the dark night, a dazzling glow refracted from the sharp blade surface. It was cold, dark and evil, with the aura of death that destroyed everything.

"Don't make any sound!"

Behind him, Lu Qiange's voice was low and depressed, overflowing with irresistible anger.

The little eunuch immediately shook his body, and the strength of the wine passed.

With trembling hands, the lantern was swaying, and the candlelight inside was flickering.

"Go behind the rockery! Hurry!"

Lu Qiange sternly threatened again, and the sharp blade's pressure on his neck increased again.

The little eunuch did not dare to resist, panting heavily, stretched his neck and slowly moved to the back of the rockery.

"Lord, please let me go. I have money in my arms, and they will all be given to you. Please don't kill me."

Feeling the icy coldness of blade, the little eunuch shivered with fear. His frightened eyes widened and stared fearfully into the blankness of the night.

Lu Qiange sneered behind him, and rebuked.

"Who cares about your stinky money? What I want is clothes!"

The moment the dagger had left the delicate skin of its neck, it whirled into the air and struck the little eunuch on the back of the head with a hard-carved handle.

The little eunuch groaned, and the whites of his eyes rolled over. Then he fell to the ground in a faint.

...

Minglan lay down on the bed after eating dinner, and was about to take a rest after washing. At this time, there came the sound of borborygmus from his belly.

Frowning slightly, he rubbed his stomach sideways and lifted his eyelids.

"Come on. I want to go to the toilet."

The door opened and Lu Qiange came in disguised as a little eunuch.

But he had a delicate complexion, with a fine wheat color flowing in an orange candle that was almost crystal clear.

He nodded his head and lowered his eyebrows. The Master could not see the facial features below his sword eyebrows. His natural soft and charming state was like a pool of clear water, which attracted the Master's attention.

"My Master, what can I do for you?"

As soon as Lu Qiange opened his mouth, his voice was like rock beads bursting into each other, gurgling pleasantly.

Ming Lan's face was slightly startled, and he looked straight at this slender little eunuch.

"Look up."

With a smile on his lips, Lu Qiange obediently followed what he said. He slowly raised his head, and a pair of clear and bright eyes looked at Ming Lan on the bed.

The clear eyes were deep and bright, and the bridge of the nose was high and as crystal as jade, and the lips were pink and clear.

Each of them was exquisite and matched with the handsome face. It was a beautiful young man who was loved at the first sight!

When their eyes contacted, Ming Lan's heart trembled. He narrowed his peachy eyes, and they are gleaming as bright as a torch.

"I have never seen you before. What's your name?"

He said this way, but there was an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

This super handsome face seemed to be seen somewhere.

Lu Qiange made up stories casually.

"My name is Xiao Luzi, and I arrived at the Western Depot five days ago. The Lord who is on duty today has an urgent matter to leave for a while, and asks me to serve you."

"Oh."

Ming Lan didn't think too much.

He had always had a lot of things, and only An Hong and Xiao Nianzi served well among the close servants.

Xiao Dengzi, the eunuch who was on duty tonight, was used to cheating. He must have drunk too much wine that he ordered his apprentice to serve.

Ming Lan sat up and saw Lu Qiange busy coming up to support him, then he laughed with satisfaction.

“Good. You are good at dealing with matters, and you are a good slave."

When speaking, Ming Lan raised his fingers lightly. He stroked Lu Qiange's smooth cheek with chill fingertips, and buckled his chin downward. Then he asked with a light tone.

"Tell me how old are you."

"Back to Master, I'm twenty years old.”

Lu Qiange smiled lightly and his bright eyes were as clear as water. The shining light at the bottom of the eyes was fascinating, swaying and dancing at Ming Lan.

Ming Lan was overjoyed, feeling that this little eunuch was extremely good.

What was wrong with men? If the mind was enlightened, the amorous feelings of men were not inferior to women, and the pleasure between men was wilder than that between men and women.

Feeling the heat of the body, Ming Lan suppressed wonderful fancy, he focused on the beauty in front of him. He asked with panting.

"Do you want to serve me closely? Tell me the truth."

Lu Qiange smelt passionately, and the bright in his eyes sparkled, but suddenly a cold and sharp flash came out of his eyes.

"Of course, I don't want to!"

At the moment of sound falling, the double fingers of the right hand had been stabbed at the left shoulder blade of Ming Lan.

Ming Lan couldn't help but take a cold breath. His whole body seemed to be fixed by the witchcraft, and couldn't move anymore.

Even wanting to talk freely had become an extravagant wish.

Just now, Ming Lan's unruly behavior made Lu Qiange think of what he did to Yunxi in Wanhua Tower.

For a moment, he got furious. Lu Qiange thought to himself.

He wouldn't be satisfied if ending such a eunuch's life as quickly as possible! It was better to play around and let him suffer.

While Ming Lan's acupoints were closed, Lu Qiange searched the whole room carefully and found a lot of interesting things.

Lu Qiange blushed slightly when he saw the small leather whip, the immortal string, the three-inch candle with the fragrance of flower juice, and other tools of various shapes.

After that, he found a jar of lovely white porcelain, the size of a palm, in the corner of the window next to the book case.

Lu Qiange curiously uncovered the wax seal, and when he opened the porcelain cover, he was first exposed to the pungent smell inside, which made his facial features turn red.

When he got used to the smell, he looked in and grinned.

Then Lu Qiange found a memorial on the desk, and he picked it up and glanced at it in a hurry. He couldn't help laughing.

This treacherous villain, unexpectedly filed a lawsuit first! It was clear that he behaved badly, but how could he frame the Eastern Depot?

“Well, you are unlucky to meet me!” Lu Qiange thought.

Lu Qiange drew out his dagger, flashing a cold light, and he cut this evil memorial into pieces.

Walking to the front of the door, Lu Qiange opened the door and said to the guards who were guarding at the porch.

"The Master has left me to wait in the room tonight. Two brothers remember that if there is too much noise later, don't go into the house at will. It's not good to lose the Master's interest. "

...

Both of them were stunned and looked at each other.

In addition, Lu Qiange's brows and eyes were very beautiful, and his shy demeanor was more charming than the girl's, which made them desirous.

It seemed that the Master had fallen into his old habits again.

"Be at ease, and be ready to serve the Master."

One guard understood, and said to Lu Qiange, nodding his head.

But the other one was a little worried. He pulled Lu Qiange's servant's sleeve and pulled him aside. He lowered his voice and told him carefully.

"Take it easy, little brother. I tell you that the Master got a hard hand about it. Protect yourself. Don't risk your life."

"Thanks for reminding me."

Lu Qiange smiled at them and closed the door tightly.

With a leather whip in his left hand and a white porcelain jar in his right hand, Lu Qiange walked wobbly to the bed. He smiled evilly and charmingly.

He bent close to Ming Lan and saw that his mouth was dry but he could not make a sound. His frightened eyes were fixed on the long round jar, and then he laughed and teased.

"Oh, Lord Ming, since you want me to serve you so much, I'd better obey you, and then I will surely show my ability and serve you well.

I will relieve your acupoints right away, but if you screamed, this jar..."

With a long ending, Lu Qiange raised the white porcelain jar on his right hand to Ming Lan, and then suddenly pulled it away and lifted it up to the sky.

"If I was frightened that I slip my hands, the jar will be broken!" he threatened.