C127 Why didn't i succeed?

Morong Ze felt that it was strange, seeing that Morong Gan was just here to seek entertainment, but his actions were strange, "Third Brother, are you here to drink flower wine or not?"

Morong Gan poured a cup of wine for himself, raised his head and drank it all. I can't do it with that one just now, but you'll get into trouble if you find one. "

Morong Ze pushed Yun'er, "She will be fine, but you don't mind her saying too much."

Yun'er looked at Morong Gan with her snow-white arms hanging up, "Master, how about Servant serve you?"

After fighting passionately with another man, he turned around to serve him again. Morong Gan felt that this was a bit strange, so he waved his hand and said to Morong Ze, "Pick another good one."

Morong Ze had never been interested in these kinds of things. Why would he be interested today? He waved them off. The two of them were the only ones left in the pavilion, so it was easy to talk to them in silence.

"Third Brother, what do you have to tell your brother? Brother will share the burden for you. Why did you come here today? "

How could such a thing be told to outsiders? Even blood brothers would feel embarrassed. Could it be that he had been in a bad mood recently, and had gotten up several times in the morning to dirty his quilt? When he was in his teens, he did it twice. At that time, it was still in its infancy and didn't understand, but now that it was twenty years old, there were still some people who could make it, causing him to be slightly embarrassed in front of Qi Hong.

Since he had already made up his mind, he said straightforwardly, "I have nothing else to do but drink wine and call for help. I have to make a fool of myself tonight."

Morong Ze squinted his eyes, and said while giggling, "I understand, little brother. I will look for a good one for Third Brother. Third Brother would choose a place to do business.

He went out to pick people himself. Morong Gan sat there drinking. Not long after, a woman in red walked in. She was more beautiful than the others. Her eyebrows were plastered with pearls. She was neither as warm as Yun'er, nor as shy as Xiuniang. Her movements were just as perfect and had a natural charm to them. As she looked around with a coquettish smile, her eyes overflowed with splendor, and she could be considered to be exceptionally beautiful.

She smiled and came forward to take the wine cup from Prince Chu's hands. "This grandpa should drink less, it's bad for my body to drink too much." He touched his forehead again, "Your grandpa must be hot, other than the top of the shirt being cool. At this time, the wind is the most comfortable for me. Servant will accompany Master over there for a chat. "

Morong Gan did not say a word and allowed her to lead him there.

Outside, Morong Ze asked Jia Tong: "Did your master receive some sort of stimulation today?"

Jia Tong said, "No, it's pretty good."

Since there was nothing to do, it was just that his days of cultivation were too long and he could not hold on any longer, which was why he came here.

Morong Gan did not have any womanly feelings towards his in the first place. After Huang Fu Zhu's death, he was even colder in this area. This made him suspect that there was something wrong with his Third Brother. He didn't want to marry nor accept concubines.

Whatever the reason, he was happy for him that he was willing to take that step. Women were yin, men were yang, and yin and yang were the basis of all things. As long as Third Brother managed to enjoy the show and discovered the beauty within, he would naturally be able to keep his mouth shut and see the light of day in the future. He would no longer hold himself back like jade for Huangfu Zhuer.

The moonlight was like water, with a gentle breeze, the lotus leaves that filled the lake gently swayed, like waves rolling endlessly. The flowers that were as big as a plate stuck their heads out from the lotus leaves, tender and pink, just like the girls in the lotus pond, giving off a coquettish vibe.

The wind blew the curtains, rustling sounds, and the crisp, tiny sound of the wind chiming could be heard very far away.

Morong Ze stuck his head in and looked around, muttering to himself, "It should be possible."

Jia Tong said, "Sixth Master, stop looking, I can't see anything at all."

Morong Ze said, "That's what you don't understand, that's what you want. If you want to see, but are unable to, do you feel an itch in your heart? "

Jia Tong laughed, "A little." He asked Ning Jiu, "What about you? Is my heart itchy? "

Ning Jiu remained expressionless, "I'm not."

Morong Ze did not believe him, "If you are a man, then all of us have a reaction, you didn't?"

Ning Jiu turned his face away and did not speak. Morong Ze was interested, "How about we make a bet? Betting on when your prince will come out? "

Ning Jiu rejected decisively, "I won't bet."

Jia Tong wanted to gamble but was afraid that Morong Gan would see through his plans later on. He wanted to drag Ning Jiu into the water, "You don't dare to gamble, are you afraid of losing?"

"There's nothing to be afraid of," Ning Jiu said. "I don't know when the Prince will come out, but he definitely won't do it."

Morong Ze was very surprised, "How can you be so sure?" What he sent in was a beauty, and there was no man who didn't bow under her skirt. What would happen to her? There were many tricks and tricks involved, and she had not come out for so long. Wasn't this the best proof?

"Then I'll definitely gamble with you." Morong Ze took out a gold ingot from his body and handed it over to Jia Tong, "You shall be the judge."

Jia Tong stretched out his neck and looked. Although there was light everywhere, there was a curtain to the left and right of the pavilion that was so tightly covered that it was impossible to see clearly. He said to himself, "Why is there not even the slightest sound?"

The ladies of Railed Yard had all been trained, and were proficient in all eighteen great martial arts. Even her cries were pleasing to the ears, rising up and down in a controlled manner, twisting and turning in all directions, causing others to blush upon hearing it.

Morong Ze was also curious, listening to the sound of the corner was an evil interest, but in this kind of place, if Mei Niang called him to wake up, why couldn't she hear anything?

The two of them were confused. Someone picked the curtain and walked out, swaying in the wind. It was obvious that it was a woman.

Morong Ze hurriedly went forward and looked her up and down. He was dressed well, with not a single strand of hair messed up. Could it be that Ning Jiu had really guessed it? He was not convinced and asked, "That's it."

Mei Niang's expression was a little unnatural. She squeaked twice and was about to leave, but Morong Ze stopped her, "Is it a success or not?"

Mei Niang silently shook her head, feeling a strong sense of defeat. Since her debut, no man had been able to escape from her. Today, he had met with an example. She suspected that he was Zhexiu, but looking at his manly aura, it didn't seem like it. If it were not for his own fault, his mental fortitude could be considered the best in the world!

Jia Tong pushed the gold into Ning Jiu's hands, "You win."

Ning Jiu raised his hand and the gold fell into his bag. In the darkness of the night, he pursed his lips.

Jia Tong didn't understand and asked, "Xiao Jiu'er, how can you be so sure that the Duke won't touch that woman?"

Ning Jiu replied, "Because Your Highness doesn't like it."

"But men and women don't have to like that sort of thing."

"Our King and the Prince Jin are different, we don't touch those that we don't like."

Little Tong thought about it and felt that it made sense. If it were him, he would not do anything that would let Lv He down. Other than Lv He, he didn't want to touch other women either.

Morong Ze closed the door and went in. Morong Gan sat by the table alone and drank wine. Upon seeing him walk in, Zhang Xuan's expression remained impassive.

Morong Ze said, "Oh Third Brother, why didn't you succeed? Or unsatisfied? "

Morong Gan couldn't say it, it wasn't what he wanted anyway. Normally, he couldn't even suppress the restlessness in his movements. Now that he wanted it to come out, it was impossible for him to do so. Forget it.