The surroundings gradually became quiet. Liu Ji was alone, strolling on Wanhua Street. Liu Ji was not unfamiliar with brothels, but the brothels here were elegant and elegant, and unique. Liu Ji felt more and more interesting as he walked, and became interested in the owner of Wanhua Street.

While he was wandering aimlessly, a familiar figure suddenly appeared in front of him. The familiar back made his side face that was obsessed with him suddenly jumped up. He rushed up excitedly, his tone full of surprise: "...Qiqi!"

Bo Ji was startled, and the powder box in her hand fell to the ground all of a sudden. Liu Ji's eyes turned from excitement to dimness, and his mood fell heavily from a high place to a low point like a swing. He forced a smile and apologized: "I'm sorry, girl, I recognized the wrong person."

Bo Ji picked up the powder box from the ground, and the scattered fragrance spread. She raised her head gently and looked at Liu Ji Luoji's eyes. For some reason, her heart was immediately touched:

Bo Ji had never seen such a sad and desperate expression. But even so, the man still had an unrestrained domineering aura, without anger, and with a breath of conquest. Bo Ji was stunned. This person looked so familiar that she thought of the lofty emperor, the founding emperor who was domineering the world and looked down upon all the heroes.

"Emperor... Your Majesty the Emperor?" Bo Ji called out softly. Sure enough, Liu Ji's eyes suddenly became extremely surprised. Bo Ji was about to kneel down, but was stopped by Liu Ji.

"No need to be polite. Today I am casual. Don't treat me as the emperor." Liu Ji made a gesture of silence, and Bo Ji nodded, a little embarrassed.

"How do you know that I am the emperor?" Liu Ji was puzzled. He should have done nothing to expose himself. Bo Ji chuckled and opened his lips lightly: "Young master is majestic and free, how can I not know?"

Liu Ji couldn't help but look at the woman again. I have to say that her eyebrows and eyes looked really similar to Qi Lan, especially her eyes, which had a 5-point scent of Qi Lan. Liu Ji had a good impression of this woman, and he suddenly wanted to get to know her well.

"I don't know the girl's name, what's the matter here?" Liu Ji asked.

Bo Ji bowed and said, "My name is Bo Ji, and he is the owner of this Wanhua Street."

Liu Ji's eyes lit up. Unexpectedly, the owner of this prosperous Wanhua Street was such a weak woman. Liu Ji became more interested in Bo Ji, and he immediately became interested. He forgot his purpose of visiting Wanhua Street and invited Bo Ji to the peony garden aside to drink and chat.

Xiao He wandered coldly on the street. Lu Wan behind him looked like a young wife who did something wrong, following carefully, lowering her head dejectedly. The air around Xiao He seemed to have a layer of frost, and the cold Lu Wan couldn't help but tremble.

"Little Hehe--" Lu Wan called softly, and Xiao He suddenly cast a sharp gaze. Lu Wan was so scared that she shut up. A girl like a flower came over and was about to chat with Lu Wan, but Xiao He's sharp gaze suddenly turned into a murderous gaze of "If you dare to speak, I'll kill you." Lu Wan laughed dryly, cleverly avoided the woman, and at the same time, she floated to Xiao He's side without any emotion.

Xiao He's face was still cold as ice. Lu Wan had no choice but to coax Xiao He who was throwing a tantrum, so she had to coax and deceit and said, "Okay, Xiao Hehe, I was wrong, I was really wrong. I admit that I have charm, but my charm only belongs to you. I will only let you see it alone in the future, okay?"

"You--" Lu Wan's apology did not forget to praise him, which made Xiao He feel so angry that his stomach hurt. He stomped his feet and said, "I don't know how to be shameless!" Then he walked forward angrily. Lu Wan stuck to Xiao He like a dog skin plaster, letting him add to it coldly, Lu Wan remained still.

The two of them walked away for a long time, and seemed to realize that something was missing, so they remembered the emperor. It was no joke to throw the emperor in a romantic place like Wanhua Street. Lu Wan suddenly became energetic, and even Xiao He showed an anxious look.

The two of them began to inquire on Wanhua Street quickly, but they asked several families one after another, but there was no news. Lu Wan was anxious and had already lost a Zhang Liang in this Wanhua Street. If even the emperor was gone, what should I do?

Xiao He suddenly stopped, he looked at the attic of the Peony Garden and breathed a light breath. Lu Wan followed his gaze and found Liu Ji who was drinking and having fun at first sight.

"Your... Third Young Master!" Lu Wan shouted excitedly. Xiao He signaled him to silence and pointed to Liu Ji's opposite. Lu Wan took a look and almost cried out. Isn't the person on the opposite side Xiao Qilan?

Xiao He knew what Lu Wan was thinking, shook his head and said, "That's not Miss Qi. Although her eyebrows and eyes are a bit similar, it's not her."

Lu Wan looked carefully in surprise. Indeed, this "Qi Lan" looks a bit elegant, unlike Qi Lan, and seems to be more mature and steady. Lu Wan hasn't seen Liu Ji so happy for a long time. Even though he ascended the throne and became emperor, Liu Ji had never really smiled from the bottom of his heart, but at this moment, Liu Ji was really happy.

Perhaps they found Qi Lan's in her, or perhaps because they found inner comfort, the smile on Liu Ji's face was something they hadn't seen for a long time. Lu Wan and Xiao He looked at each other silently, left there at the same time, and did not disturb him again.

The next morning, a ray of sunshine shone into the house, with a warm breath. Liu Ji opened his eyes slightly, the cinnabar gauze tent raised lightly, and a petite and soft body in his arms moved gently.

After the hangover, Liu Ji's head hurts very much. He lowered his head and looked at the beauty in his arms. The familiar face hit the softest part of his heart. Bo Ji and Qi Lan are even more similar. The corners of his slightly raised mouth seem to tell his beautiful dreams. Qi Lan's sleeping look was always so unprepared, like a born baby, wanting someone to take care of her in her hands.

Liu Ji's hand stroked Bo Ji's cheek at the same time. Bo Ji frowned. The numb feeling made her open her eyes. Liu Ji's face magnified infinitely in front of her. She was slightly stunned and lowered her head and shouted: "Your Majesty."

Liu Ji's hand stopped, and his heart seemed to be poured over by cold water, and reason regained his mind. He nodded gently, got up and put on his clothes. Bo Ji covered the quilt and barely covered her fair body. Liu Ji's indifferent attitude made her feel a little uneasy. She didn't know if she had done something wrong.

"You can't mention it to anyone about me staying in Wanhua Street overnight." Liu Ji sorted out his clothes and told Bo Ji: "I will come to see you again tomorrow night."

Liu Ji said that, giving Bo Ji a reassurance. She nodded slightly, and a blush quietly climbed onto her face. After Liu Ji washed it briefly, he left the Peony Garden. Bo Ji put on a tulle skirt and leaned against the bed, recalling the affection and beauty of last night.

Liu Ji seemed to call out "Qiqi" softly while murmuring, revealing desire and sadness in his tone. Bo Ji has also more or less understood the past of Liu Ji and Qilan over the years. Bo Ji knew that this sentence "Qiqi" called Qilan.

Since Liu Ji ascended the throne and became emperor, Qi Lan has been intimate with General Han Xin. Even Xiao Ruyi has spoken to call Han Xin "Dad". The scene of the three people laughing slowly coincided with Liu Ji's desperate and sad expression last night. A sourness and... anger surged in Bo Ji's heart.

After washing up, Bo Ji changed into a goose yellow gown. She brought a red lotus in front of the mirror, then got up and went out. Back at Wanhuaxuan, the room was empty and there was no one. The brothel in the early morning was the most leisurely time of the day, and even the cleaning servants were yawning lazily.

Lu Yang walked out with a bag of herbs. When she saw Bo Ji, she came over and said hello: "You are back, where did you run to the night?"

Bo Ji's face looked a little embarrassed, and she quickly changed the subject: "It's nothing, I went out and walked around. Where is the Pavilion Master?"

"Oh, that girl is teaching Ruyi to practice calligraphy in the backyard, General Han is here too." Lu Yang said inadvertently, lowered her head and walked away with herbs. Bo Ji watched Lu Yang leave, then pushed open the door and went to the backyard.

In the pavilion, Qi Lan was holding Ruyi's hand and teaching him to write with strokes. Han Xin sat on the side with a strong tenderness on the iceberg's face. Qi Lan looked back at him and burst into laughter, joking that he looked like a sculpture. Han Xin looked puzzled, but instead sat more upright, in return for Qi Lan's silver bell-like laughter.

This warm and beautiful scene made Bo Ji suddenly feel very dazzling. Liu Ji's lonely figure lingered in her mind. Bo Ji suddenly felt sad for Liu Ji. This king who dominates the world has everything, but cannot get the happiness he wants.

Bo Ji did not walk forward, but turned around and left. For some reason, she no longer had the courage to walk forward.

In the next month, Liu Ji would visit Wanhua Street every night. Bo Ji did not tell anyone about this. After nightfall, she would walk lightly and come to the Peony Garden to have a private meeting with Liu Ji.

The first ray of sunshine in the morning shone into the windowsill, and Liu Ji opened his eyes. The room was filled with a faint fragrance, as if there was still the warm beauty of last night. Liu Ji quietly looked at Bo Ji's sleeping face. Bo Ji really looked like Qi Lan, especially her side face, which was 70% or 80%. Liu Ji's heart beat violently, and the inexplicable heat in his body was about to move.

If you ask for something but fail to get it, it will make people become more crazy. This is true for every man. As an emperor, Liu Ji has a strong desire to conquer in his bones. His breathing becomes heavier, and his eyes and heart are filled with Qi Lan's frown and smile.

Liu Ji's rough and almost crazy behavior woke Bo Ji up. She exclaimed slightly, but before she could open her mouth, Liu Ji's domineering kiss took away her words. Liu Ji tightly blocked her lips and prevented her from speaking. He even covered Bo Ji's eyes with his clothes, because there was no trace of Qi Lan in the depths of those eyes.

The interweaving of fragrance and sweat gradually subsided with Liu Ji's suppression but unable to vent his catharsis. Liu Ji lay on his back on the bed, and his physical catharsis did not make him feel better, but it was empty like a tide of overwhelming seas.

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
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