The Allure of the City: His Royal Highness is Too Provocative

Cheng Zhuo led the disciples of the two colleges into the City Lord's Mansion, and the hospitality was very thoughtful.

"There are a lot of entertainment in Haicheng at night. I will take everyone to have fun at night, and I hope everyone will appreciate it." Cheng Zhuo is smooth and cheerful, and his behavior is relatively cheerful.

The disciples sent out for missions this time, whether they are from the Imperial Academy or the Holy Academy, belong to the most talented disciples of the two courtyards, and Cheng Zhuo naturally wants to make friends.

The handsome woman in the Imperial Court nodded with a smile: "Then I will trouble Senior Brother Cheng then."

"No trouble, you go to the wing to rest first, and I'll have someone call you after dinner." Cheng Zhuo said politely.

The delicate woman nodded and said: "Then let's take our leave first."

After she finished speaking, she took the disciples from the Imperial Academy and left. Among them, Huo Liruo winked at Yu Qingqian and said hello, while Leng Lingshuang seemed to be relatively low-key, basically never paying attention to Yu Qingqian.

Cheng Zhuo took other disciples of the Holy Academy to arrange the wing room himself.

After dinner, after night fell, beast carts were prepared outside the city lord's mansion. Cheng Zhuo had previously told the disciples of the two courtyards to go out in casual clothes.

Especially in the Holy Court, the fifteen disciples were dressed in seven different colors of uniforms, and they could be recognized by others at a glance wherever they went.

The Imperial Court is different from the Holy Court in that it is only divided into black and white disciples. The disciples of the White House are relatively weaker in talent and strength, and the disciples of the Black Palace are all geniuses with outstanding talents or special talents.

Among the fifteen disciples of the imperial court, only Leng Lingshuang and a young man with an ordinary face were dressed in white clothes, the others, including Huo Liruo, were all dressed in black, and had a higher status in the imperial court.

As soon as they went out, everyone saw two huge and imposing seahorse beasts pulling two large carts, the bodies of which were luxurious and extravagant.

The disciples of the two colleges each boarded a beast cart. The interior of the cart is very large and the interior is more luxurious. There is also a special place for drinking tea and playing the piano. It can be seen that there is no crowd at all for fifteen people sitting Haicheng City Lord's Mansion is not low-handed.

A beautiful maid in the car was making tea smoothly, while another beautiful maid was playing the piano beside her.

The light and graceful piano art accompanied by the fragrance of tea diffuses in the car, which makes people feel relaxed and comfortable.

"Brother really knows how to enjoy it." San Jian took a sip from his teacup and said with a smile, "Good tea, good music."

The Seven Swordsmen are sorted according to age, among which the Three Swordsmen have the highest talent and strength, and they are more tactful and sophisticated in dealing with people, but they will not be annoying.

Cheng Zhuo leaned lazily on a soft cushion, "Cultivation is always going against the sky, and you may encounter danger at any time. I prefer to have fun for a while, so that I can live faster."

Holding the teacup, Yu Qingqian looked up to see Cheng Zhuo's deep smile. It could be seen that he was telling the truth, but she quite agreed.

In the last days, you must always be vigilant. Food is scarce, resource competition is cruel, and pleasure is a luxury.

When she came to this world, although she seized the time to practice, she would not miss the time to relax and enjoy, and living as she wished was what she wanted in her heart.

"Senior brother is right, if you have wine today, you will be drunk today." One of Zifeng's disciples picked up his teacup and laughed.

Several people were chatting in the car, and Yu Qingqian and the three were basically silent, listening to the others.

"Brother, what is the origin of that leading disciple in the Imperial Academy?" A disciple of Qingfeng asked curiously.