Your Highness, want to run after flirting?

In Qingzhang’s fields, Zhang Pu, the servant of the Ministry of Officials, meticulously uncovered a lot of tax evasion money. When the officials in the court were secretly feeling sorry for him, they heard that he was playing for personal gain and protecting the clan. .

Such an unexpected development is really astonishing. A court official with a good deed will have to meet with three or four good colleagues. They will go to the Xun Huan Lou on horseback and call for the girl who is usually good friends to sit down and have a chat. .

A man called Zhang Shilang, I believe that he has committed other crimes, but I am the first one who does not believe that he has broken the law for personal gain. But he suffered a lot.

One brother Daoming said the same thing, my little brother, I said all the soft words, but he Zhang Pu was unmoved at all, with a stern and selfless appearance, he looked like the king of Hades, how could such a person abuse his personal power to protect the clan .

While the two were chatting happily, another young man in a bright yellow robe sitting next to him held up a wine glass and persuaded him to drink, "Come, come, drink and drink."

"Brother Ying, what's wrong with your eyes, why are you cross-eyed?"

The young master in the bright yellow robe sighed angrily, lowered his shoulders and whispered: "Look behind, who is that?"

When the two heard the sound and looked back, they were all startled.

In front of the screen in the distant mountains, the Zhenglan robe who is drinking alone is not the third highness.

"Look to the right and forward, who is it?"

Seeing this, it was amazing. The two adults looked at each other in blank dismay.

"that is not……"

The young master in the bright yellow robe made a silent gesture, raised his wine glass, "Drink, drink."

The three of them drank a glass of wine in silence, changed the subject in a very tacit understanding, and changed to talking about some romantic and interesting things in Xunyang City.

For a while, silk and bamboo wrapped around the beams in the Xunhuan Building, dancing sleeves fluttered, and the guests laughed and talked about the wind and the moon.

There is nothing better than having fun.

Su Danchen drank jug after jug ​​of wine by himself, and ordered Guigong in the building to bring another jug ​​of wine.

He propped his chin up, listening to the laughter and laughter all over the building, his bright peach blossom eyes dimmed.

If the ten emperors were here, he wouldn't drink alone.

He seized the horse and fled back to Xunyang that day, his head was dazed, his heart was flustered, and he was really at a loss what to do.

As soon as I entered Xunyang City, I ran straight to the Tenth Prince's Mansion. I planned to have a good drink with the Tenth Prince's brother, but the people in the Tenth Prince's Mansion said that His Royal Highness had gone out, so he hurriedly asked where he was. , to explain the vernacular.

It turned out that when I was away, my father ordered the national teacher to go to the place to hold an autumn sacrifice, and the ten emperors followed.

It's strange, the father ordered the national teacher to go to the autumn sacrifice, and the ten emperor's younger brother didn't know anything about sacrifices, so what did he do with him.

Su Danchen tapped his head lightly, trying to gather his thoughts.

It seems that since the arrival of the national teacher, the ten emperors have been running to the national teacher's mansion every three days, and went to his mansion to find him for a drink, often in vain.

I have never seen the tenth emperor's brother care so much about anyone.

The younger brother of the ten emperors is famous, so he is not afraid that the national teacher will misunderstand him by acting like this.

The smell of alcohol rose, Su Danchen fell drunk on the table of the Eight Immortals, glanced around the building, and a shadow of Qingdai's clothes suddenly came into view.

His handsome face froze.

As if he suddenly figured out something, his eyes were wide open, and his heart flustered like a steady stream of cold water.

Running every three days.

follow along.

Be mindful.

What's the difference between these and what I did to Ziqing? !

Even, do it yourself, even more.

No wonder Ziqing misunderstood herself.

It's obvious that my behavior is too misleading!

Su Danchen panicked, her lips turned pale, she got up drunk, just wanted to grab that blue shadow.

Caught empty.

Drunk, he staggered and fell down.

Planted in warm and fragrant nephrite.

"Your Highness, why are you so drunk?"

A soft and charming voice sounded in his ears, Su Danchen looked with drunken eyes, his vision was blurry, he closed his eyes forcefully, opened them again, and barely discerned a beautiful face.

"Smoke girl..."

Su Danchen's planting attracted a lot of attention.

Sitting not far from the front right, Li Jianshu could clearly see the scene just now.

"Prime Minister, the person who fell down seems to be His Highness the Third Highness, shall we go to help?"

Lan Ziqing lowered her eyes and twirled her wine glass, with a hint of sarcasm on her lips, "Your Majesty the Third Highness has a beautiful woman by her side, so why should Mr. Li be spoiling himself?"

Li Jianshu sounded reasonable, so he stopped taking any action.

He looked at Lan Ziqing, who was drinking non-stop, with a thoughtful expression.

His uncle ordered him to walk around more with Lan Xiang, but he and Lan Xiang had never had any friendship, so it was really embarrassing for him to move around rashly.Besides, Prime Minister Lan didn't like to be disturbed by others. When he first came to the prime minister three years ago, the visitors who surrounded the prime minister's mansion were turned away one by one.

Those people are all descendants of princes and grandchildren, high-ranking officials and dignitaries.

It is even more difficult for the deputy censor of Zuodu to get into the prime minister's eyes.

I planned to visit the door. If I was turned away, it would be considered an explanation to my uncle. Unexpectedly, instead of refusing to see him, the prime minister had an unexpectedly friendly attitude. He dragged himself to talk about the past until dark .

After chatting with the prime minister, I felt suddenly enlightened. To really listen to the king's words is better than reading ten years of books.

The prime minister's talent and learning made him admire.

When the chat got heated, he blurted out and invited the prime minister to sit in the Luozixuan. When the prime minister changed his face slightly, he realized that he had made a mistake and was about to apologise, but he heard the prime minister say: "Although tea is elegant, it is not as good as wine for your spirit."

So today, I came to Xunhuan Building.

It's just that there are many special restaurants in Xunyang City, if you want to drink, why come to Huanlou specially.

As far as he knew, the prime minister had never set foot in the entertainment venue, and he himself was not a flirtatious person, so why did this Xunhuan building come here.

The reason for this, Li Jianshu naturally did not dare to ask, nor could he ask.

He was full of a glass of wine, and slowly poured it into his mouth. The moment his eyelids drooped, he saw the drunk blue figure hugging the charming woman into his arms.

It was rumored that Liu Hanyan, the oiran lady, belonged to the Third Highness, and was a Qing Ling that the Third Highness bought out at a high price.

It now appears that the rumors are true.

"Master Li, I suddenly feel unwell, so I will leave first."

Lan Ziqing put down his wine glass, his knuckles turned white.

Li Jianshu came back to his senses and hurriedly said, "Prime Minister, go slowly."

As soon as the words fell, the group of Tsing Yi had already drifted away.

In Su Danchen's dimly drunken eyes, he only felt a blue shadow flash past, he raised his head, narrowed his eyes, and looked for that blue shadow.

"Ziqing, don't go."

He got up and stumbled across the dance floor, followed to the door.

"Where is Your Highness going?"

A ray of soft and charming voice sounded with concern and concern behind him, Su Danchen ignored it, stepped out of the threshold, barely stood still with his arms around the doorpost, his drunken eyes were blurred, and a blue shadow was reflected.

That blue shadow turned its back to him, it was as cold as snow, and even the surroundings exuded a trace of coldness.

He opened his mouth and called softly.

"Ziqing, don't go."

Qingying moved slightly.

Su Danchen looked in the right direction and rushed over, who knew that he was too drunk, dazzled by the sight, threw himself in the wrong direction, fell straight to the ground, and fell into a coma.

The blue shadow hurriedly moved a few steps, but barely stopped again.

"Your Highness, what's the matter with you?"

The young servant A Huan who came after him saw this scene, cried and knelt beside Su Danchen.

His posture of crying for father and mother made passers-by who didn't understand the situation mistakenly think that this young man was drunk and gentle.

The blue shadow lifted the curtain into the sedan chair, stopped at the moment of bending over, and moved its lips.

The purple-gold official sedan chair left leisurely, the sound as cold as water faintly dispersed in the air.

"He's fine, take him home."

Seeing Su Danchen being carried back, the old housekeeper in the palace was startled and panicked. The last time the little master was carried back, he was still awake, why is there no life at all this time.

He hurriedly called the doctor who had been raised by the mansion all the time, and after looking around and asking about it, the doctor patted his chest and reassured that His Highness just drank too much wine and fell asleep, nothing serious happened.

Feng Bo let out a long sigh of relief, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and asked the doctor to write a prescription for sobering up. With a cold face, he grabbed A Huan's ear and walked out.

"Oh, it hurts."

A Huan rubbed his red ears, looked at Feng Bo's unfriendly expression, and said cautiously, "Why is the old housekeeper so angry? Your Highness is fine."

"Let me ask you, what happened in the days when His Highness went to the place, and why His Highness came back alone first."

After the little master came back, he drank his sorrows every day, Feng Bo saw it in his eyes and felt pain in his heart.

A Huan thought about it carefully, racked his brains, but couldn't think of the reason.

On that day, His Highness and Lan Xiang had already packed their bags and set off on the road. After walking for two miles, they were stopped by a young man dressed as a scholar, who said that the magistrate of Lijiu County had been framed, and hoped that Lan Xiang would go to rescue him.After Lan Xiang finished asking about the cause and effect, he ordered a group of soldiers to rush to Yunchu to escort a bustard who was enjoying the scene to bring pear wine. He vaguely remembered that it was the bustard in Wanhualou.After giving the order, Lan Xiangfang turned around and rushed back.

Because His Highness's injury was not healed, he went back to the official post to wait.

At that time, His Highness couldn't come when he waited left and right, so he was impatient to wait, so he joked with himself that he had to invite Xiang Lan to invite him to a banquet.After another stick of incense, Lan Xiang finally finished the trial and returned to the post station, with a strange expression on his face when he appeared.

Immediately afterwards, His Royal Highness went into the post like Lan, while he repacked his luggage outside.

Unexpectedly, after a while, His Highness fled out in a hurry with a panicked expression on his face. He walked fast, as if there was an evil spirit chasing after him. Before he had time to ask, His Highness had already seized the horse and galloped away.

He hurriedly entered the post station and told Lan Xiang that as soon as he entered, he saw Lan Xiang sitting under the pear tree, his lips were covered with blood, and even the Tsing Yi robe was stained with blood, his eyes were extremely cold, but his lips curled into a smile.

That appearance really looks like a ghost.

Thinking back, Ah Huan couldn't help shivering.

After Feng Bo listened, he fell into a rare silence, and no longer made things difficult for A Huan, but only asked him to cook the hangover medicine written by the doctor.

A Huan looked at the old figure and patted his head.

As a person who witnessed it, even if he couldn't figure out what happened to His Highness, Feng Bo only listened to his own few words, did he figure out the truth?

No matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't think of a reason, so A Huan decided to decoct the medicine first.

After decocting the medicine, it was kept warm on the stove. A Huan went into the room several times to see if Su Danchen had woken up, but the latter was still sound asleep.

A Huan took a few steps forward, looked at the sleeping handsome face, and sighed.

My master is really lucky, my mother and concubine are the most favored imperial concubines today, and my grandfather is from the eminent Sima clan, so it is not an exaggeration to say that he was born with a golden spoon in his mouth.

With such a wealth background, shouldn't he raise an arrogant and domineering vicious young master?

However, my master has the purest mind and kindness, so he is the one who saved my life.

He is also skilled in martial arts, and his master's bow and arrow can be shot accurately.

Speaking of shortcomings...

Does the wind count?

The master is born affectionate, he is kind to everyone, but too kind, especially beauties.

Isn't that how the name of the master, Xunyang's No. [-] romantic son, came about.

It is obvious that the tenth prince is the real romantic, hugging left and right, loving new and old love.

I have been with my master for five or six years, how can I not understand that my master is just too sympathetic to women, but in fact I don't love them at all in my heart, maybe I haven't even touched a finger of those beauties.

But the master's attitude towards Lan Xiang, even he can't figure it out, it seems wrong to say that it is a habitual disposition, I haven't seen the master treat any beauty so well.

Even Miss Hanyan never received such care from her master.

Not to mention drinking because of Lan Xiang's injury over and over again, he dragged his injury all the way to Chase Lijiu.

This is clearly what lovers do.