Your Highness, want to run after flirting?

"Your Highness, the Prime Minister has already rested."

Su Danchen raised his drunken eyes, looked at the faceless person in front of him, and asked stupidly: "Who are you?"

"Your Highness is really drunk and confused, this servant will send you back to your residence."

"Go home?"

Su Danchen pushed away the person who supported him, staggered two steps, and raised his finger to Zhumen: "Isn't this the Prime Minister's residence?"

"This is the prime minister's mansion, not the king's mansion."

Ah San responded angrily.

In the middle of the night, this philanderer came to play some kind of drunken madness again.

Does he still think that harming the prime minister is not enough!

Ah San was furious, looking at the drunk man who couldn't even stand up, she suddenly became angry, pushed him hard, and pushed him to the ground.

"hiss……"

Su Danchen suddenly lost weight, subconsciously supported the ground with his hand, and just happened to hit a sharp stone, the palm of his hand was torn, and blood dripped out.

Ah San saw him staring blankly at her palm, with absent-minded eyes, she couldn't help but feel soft-hearted, and stepped forward to help him up.

"Your Highness, you can see clearly that this is the Prime Minister's Mansion, not the Prince's Mansion. This servant will send you back to the mansion."

Su Danchen seemed to have heard his words clearly, and murmured: "I just want to come to the Xiangfu."

"Ziqing, Ziqing..."

He pushed Ah San away, and rushed to the prime minister's mansion drunkenly.

"Your Highness, you can't go in, the Prime Minister really took a break!"

While chasing him, Ah San secretly scolded this man for being drunk, why he could run faster than a rabbit.

When they caught up with him, they had already reached the courtyard, and the two of them fought for a long time in the courtyard.

Ah San hugged him around the waist and dragged him outside the door.

"Don't pull me... hiccup..."

In a daze, Su Danchen saw that figure again, and when he was about to hug him, he was pulled back by a rope, and he could no longer reach that blue figure. He was so flustered that he had no choice but to call out over and over again. : "Ziqing, Ziqing..."

"Ah San, step back."

At some point, Lan Ziqing was already standing in front of the door, wearing plain white obscene clothes and an indigo robe, apparently disturbed by someone after taking a rest.

Under the cold moonlight, he stood expressionless and motionless.

"But……"

Ah San looked at Su Danchen who was lying drunk on the ground, hesitating.

"It's okay, just step back."

Ah San knew that the prime minister was different from the third highness, so he didn't dare to persuade him any more, so he had to retreat in response.

After he left, there were only two people left in the courtyard.

A tall and tall man with complicated eyes.

One slumped on the ground, dazed.

The courtyard was full of cold moonlight, and the branches and shadows were intertwined, and the light and shade were distinct.

The two were relatively silent.

After a while, Lan Ziqing curled his lips mockingly, turned around and was about to close the door.

Suddenly, his waist tightened and he was hugged tightly.

"I finally got it."

The voice was drunk, filled with relief and joy, and it sounded a bit childish.

Lan Ziqing reached out to pull with a cold face, but Su Danchen was too strong, and after pulling for a long time, the two of them still hugged tightly.

"Let go"

The head resting on the shaved shoulders shook like a drum, and the hot air with a strong smell of alcohol breathed into his ears: "I won't let it go, even if I die."

Lan Ziqing half-closed her eyes, showing some danger, she slowly approached his face, and opened her lips and teeth: "Your Highness, what does this mean?"

The cold eyes were deep and deep, staring at the person's body felt cold for a while, Su Danchen subconsciously avoided his face, causing a cold snort: "Is it interesting to tease the minister like this?"

The voice was too cold, and there was a hint of tiredness faintly.

Su Danchen was flustered, hugged him even tighter, rubbed his ears, and explained eagerly: "Ziqing, I didn't tease you." Lowering his head, biting his ear, he was aggrieved and said in a low voice: "I To you, I have always been sincere, and I have never been half teasing.

meaning. "

After hearing this, Lan Ziqing said in a low voice, "Your Highness's sincerity and sincerity will make me irreparable."

"Ziqing..."

Su Danchen knew that she had broken Ziqing's heart, so she didn't dare to say anything, she just rubbed against his delicate and white neck, trying to flatter him.

Lan Ziqing took a deep breath, raised his hand to caress his handsome eyebrows, and spoke slowly: "I said before, Your Highness will either be a lover with you, or you will be a stranger. Since Your Highness refuses to be your lover, why bother to come again?" .”

Su Danchen's eyes darkened, and his arms around his waist loosened a little bit. Lan Ziqing noticed that her face turned cold.

"Ziqing, don't be angry."

Su Danchen immediately hugged him tightly, lowered his head and whispered: "Today outside the imperial study, you ignored me at all, my heart hurts so much." He pressed his forehead again, crying: "Ziqing, I'm so afraid that you won't pay any attention to me from now on."

His back stiffened.

Lan Ziqing stared intently, as if distinguishing the real from the fake, the brilliance in the bottom of her eyes moved secretly, like a cold pool glowing with silver light in the night moon.It took a long time before he could hear him speak, with an imperceptible tremor in his voice: "Your Highness doesn't want your fellow ministers to be strangers?"

"no way!"

Su Danchen answered firmly.

Lan Ziqing snorted softly, and murmured as if talking to herself: "If you don't want to be a stranger, you must be the minister's lover." She shook off the hand on her waist and walked inward by herself.

After walking a few steps, his body became heavy, and the smell of alcohol rushed back.

Su Danchen seemed to have made a great determination, bit his porcelain white neck, and said in a hoarse voice: "If you are a lover, you will be a lover, as long as you don't ignore me."

"What did you say?!"

Lan Ziqing grabbed Su Danchen's wrist, her fingertips trembling slightly.

"……pain."

The wrist was clasped by a bare hand, the force was so great that Su Danchen's eyes were covered with tears.

Lan Ziqing's heart tightened, and he relaxed his hands. The moment his eyebrows and eyes drooped, a ray of light flashed by, like a shooting star passing by the end of the sky, so fast that people couldn't see it clearly.

"Your Majesty, have you ever forgotten that I have committed a crime against you?"

Su Danchen's tongue was stiff: "Ziqing, why did you mention this?"

Lan Ziqing sneered.

Suddenly hooked Su Danchen's head, kissed the thin lips, the pink tongue slid into the mouth like a snake, hooked lips and teeth entangled endlessly.

Su Danchen couldn't breathe from being kicked by the kiss, his heart was full of alcohol, he felt nauseated, immediately pushed Lan Ziqing away, bowed his head and retched a few times.

The air was eerily still.

The moonlight filled the room, illuminating a pair of cold eyes.

Su Danchen pursed her lips, and tremblingly hugged Lan Ziqing, Lan Ziqing let him hug her with a cold face.

"Ziqing...don't get me wrong...it's not because of you, uh..."

Pressing his cold fingers against his lips, a voice as cold as ice rang in his ears: "Your Highness has a grudge against men, so how can you be a minister's lover?"

There was a faint hint of ridicule in the words.

As if a basin of ice water was being poured over his head, Su Danchen's hands and feet felt cold, and his whole body felt cold.

What does this mean, because he can't accept men, so Ziqing still wants to be a stranger to him?

"No...it's not like that."

As if to prove his own words, he eagerly kissed Lan Ziqing, biting recklessly, his chest was filled with blood, and he couldn't help bending over and coughing a series of times.

"Your Highness, why make things difficult for yourself."

Lan Ziqing patted him on the back lightly, her tone was light, it sounded more like pity, her eyes were soft, like looking at a caged animal.

Su Danchen shook his head, his peach eyes filled with tears, hazy, wronged and pitiful.

"Although I am not broken sleeves, if this person is Ziqing, there is nothing wrong with it."

While speaking, she held his cold hand, brought it to her lips, kissed thinly, sniffed, and whimpered, "Ziqing, don't leave me."

There was a plea in the words.

Wailing like a young animal.

Lan Ziqing laughed softly, sighed, pinched his cheek, and said softly: "Fool, how could I leave."

Su Danchen vaguely felt that something was wrong, every time his mother and concubine teased him, he felt the same way.

How could Ziqing tease herself.

On the contrary, it was me who broke his heart again and again.

Thinking back, Su Danchen wanted to slap himself twice, hesitated for a while, and asked cautiously: "When I was in Lijiu, I hurt you and left you, do you really not blame me?"

At this moment, he lowered his head, lowered his eyebrows and eyes, and looked like he was afraid that Lan Ziqing would say the word "weird". It looked really cute.

Lan Ziqing intentionally teased him, so she gave a long "En" and said with a smile: "Your Highness has abandoned the minister several times, how can you not be surprised."

Su Danchen felt ashamed when he heard this, hugged Lan Ziqing even tighter, and rubbed against his ear for a while until he was bruised, the latter patted him on the back and said with a smile: "Don't make trouble."

"Ziqing, I will never abandon you again."

A low and hoarse voice came from the crook of the neck, Lan Ziqing trembled, opened half of his fist, his expression flickered, flickering, and after a while, Fang said in a hoarse voice: "Your Highness's golden words, are you still here?" I hope that in the future, I will not forget what I said today."

Su Danchen nodded very seriously, her peach blossom eyes sparkled, "I never dare to forget what I said to Ziqing."

Lan Ziqing pursed her lips, and caressed his face lightly, the watery light could be seen faintly in her eyes, full of tenderness.

He likes this person, and his heart hurts.

He clearly knew that what he said today was just drunken nonsense, but he took it seriously and plunged into it.

At least, he has understood that this person does not have no affection for him.

That's all, it's enough.

Seeing him take the initiative to hug her tightly, Su Danchen felt warm in her heart, bowed her head and kissed her tightly.

Lan Ziqing took a deep breath, softened her body, and let the man on her shoulder do whatever she wanted. Just when she was in a state of confusion, the man remained silent.

A slight cry sounded.

Lan Ziqing couldn't help but help him onto the bed, boiled hot water, and washed him briefly.

After finishing, sit on the head of the bed, quietly staring at the handsome face in sleep.

Covering his hand exposed outside the quilt, he clenched it little by little, and when the person on the bed moved, he smiled and let go, covering him with a thin quilt.

"Your Highness, you must remember what you said."

Lan Ziqing said softly, her eyes were soft and watery, misty.

In an instant, the fog turned into ice.

"otherwise."

Although he didn't say the following words, just seeing the sternness in his eyes flashed past, it made people tremble uncontrollably.

The person on the bed seemed to have sensed it, and rolled to his side in a restless sleep, put his arm around his waist, and murmured softly, "Ziqing, don't go."

Lan Ziqing's eyes reappeared softly, leaned over and kissed the corner of his mouth, went to bed lightly, snuggled up to the sleeping person, and closed her eyes.

It's dawn.