Your Highness, want to run after flirting?

After the autumn examination, all officials, large and small, headed by Lan Ziqing, lived in the Gongyuan, reviewing the students' articles all night long.

Before he left, he took Su Danchen's hand, looked lovingly at the handsome face in front of him, and softly warned: "I will go here for at most three days, Your Highness can stay in the mansion with peace of mind, and do not go to the place of fireworks."

Su Danchen thought about it and nodded.

Lan Ziqing originally thought that he was young and flirtatious, and loved to hang out, so he was afraid that he would not agree, but now seeing him nodding so easily, she was overjoyed, and she kissed his ear and cheek full of love.

Su Danchen's face was slightly red, and he said in a low voice, "Don't worry, Ziqing."

There was a gentle smile on Lan Ziqing's lips, and then he seemed to think of something, his face changed slightly, and said: "I have one more thing, I hope Your Highness will agree."

"What's the matter?"

"Your Highness must never associate with Doctor Ying again."

Su Danchen was stunned for a moment, seeing that his face was serious, he didn't seem to be joking, so he blinked his peachy eyes, and said innocently: "Why is this? Doctor Ying has a bright and cheerful personality, a rare..."

The words were sealed by the pressed lips.

The jaws were forcibly pried open, and the snake-like tongue seemed to reveal sharp fangs, surging in his mouth until his eyes turned black and he was almost suffocated, Lan Ziqing did this give up.

"The minister is not happy."

Lan Ziqing said lightly, with a hint of gloom in her elegant eyebrows.

Su Danchen couldn't help shivering.

Forget it, I'd better obey him first.

Ziqing's temperament is not as gentle as it seems.

He nodded with lingering fear in his heart, and vowed, "Since Ziqing doesn't like it, then I will obey you and stop dealing with Dr. Ying."

After hearing this, Lan Ziqing breathed a sigh of relief and left with peace of mind.

After he left, Su Danchen felt bored staying in the Prime Minister's Mansion by himself, so he went back to the Prince's Mansion after leaving the Prime Minister's Mansion.

At sunset on the western mountain, when the lanterns were first lit, an invitation was sent to the palace.

After seeing it, Su Danchen struggled for a while.

In the end, he brought the white horse and rode up to the Xunhuan Building to go to Yingxuan's banquet.

Lan Ziqing's good intentions were in vain.

In the Xunhuan Building, singing and dancing are still going on, sending you to us.

On the dance floor in the building, a newly composed repertoire is being performed. A dozen young women are dressed in strange costumes, twisting their bodies as nimbly as water snakes.

After a glance, Su Danchen walked around and walked up to an elegant room on the second floor.

After the door was pushed open, I saw Ying Xuan sitting alone by the lamp, drinking alone, his handsome face half-lit, thin lips tightly pressed, cold and lonely.

The whole room was lonely and silent.

A strange feeling came to Su Danchen's heart again, he shook his head, dispelled distracting thoughts, walked over with a smile, and said: "Master Ying, you left early that day, but my palace did not entertain well."

Take a seat opposite him.

Ying Xuan's face slowed down, no longer as stern as before, the corners of his lips curled up, and he had a gentle and harmless appearance again.

"I left without saying goodbye, how rude, I hope His Highness will not blame... Your Highness?"

"Master Ying, your appearance..."

Su Danchen said blankly through the lights.

Ying Xuan touched his face in confusion, "What's wrong with your appearance?"

Su Danchen paused, suppressed the strange feeling in his heart, shook his head, and said, "It's nothing."

Ying Xuan didn't ask any more questions, picked up the jug, shook it, and said with a smile: "There is no more wine, please sit down a little bit, Your Highness."

Get up and go out.

Su Danchen stared at the bright yellow back, slightly frowning her brows.

Mr. Ying was still as cold as ice just now, but in the blink of an eye he became gentle.

It's really strange.

Ying Xuan walked out of the room, and within a few steps, a woman in orange clothes with gorgeous makeup walked towards her, holding a pot of jade wine in one hand, and gently shaking a snow-colored silk fan in the other.

As she walked towards Yingxuan, she opened her red lips lightly, and said slowly: "You must be happy to the fullest in life, and a thousand glasses of wine are rare when you meet a bosom friend." Walking up to Yingxuan, she handed the jade pot, and said with a smile: " This pot of 'Thousand Cups of Drunk' is accepted by the Guardian."

Ying Xuan took it with a blank face.

The woman in orange clothes covered her lips with a fan, gave a low laugh, and said: "If your lord protector really wants that prince, why not use 'Jin Huan', I have a pot of 'Jin Huan' right there, if your lord protects you, Qiuniang will bring it here."

Yingxuan faced the outside of the building, with a tall body and black hair like a waterfall.

There were laughter and laughter downstairs, and the lights all over the building were brightly lit, but none of them could shine into his deep and silent eyes.

After a moment of silence, Fang slowly said, "What I want is a lifetime, not a moment of happiness."

Holding the jade pot, she left Qiuniang who was stunned, turned around and walked back.

Qiuniang was stunned for a long time, then stroked her forehead with her fan, and smiled to herself.

Nan: "It's really strange that a person with such an eccentric temperament like Ying Xuan can be emotional."

If the master knew about this, it would be more interesting.

She didn't know what to think of, a weird smile appeared on her lips, she waved her lady fan, turned and walked towards the stairs.

The corridor was empty, and there was no one there.

Su Danchen waited in the room for a long time, he cut the oil lamp on the table section after section, until he couldn't cut the scissors anymore, he put down the candle scissors, got up and walked outside.

As soon as he opened the door, he bumped into Ying Xuan at the door.

Su Danchen's face softened, and he joked: "Master Ying asked me to wait for this pot of wine."

Ying Xuan smiled and made amends, led him back to his room, turned around and closed the door.

After the two sat down, Ying Xuan lifted the jade pot and slowly filled two glasses of wine.

The mellow wine aroma poured down the water, instantly filling the room.

"Master Ying, what kind of wine is this?"

As soon as Su Danchen smelled the aroma of the wine, he knew that the wine was extraordinary, his peach blossom eyes sparkled, he couldn't wait to take a sip from the wine glass.

The lips and teeth are fragrant and the aftertaste is endless.

What a mellow wine!

Compared with this wine, the wine I drank before was simply made of water.

... Strange, how this feeling is so familiar.

He recalled drowsily, but he couldn't remember why.

"Master Ying... Where does this wine come from..."

Ying Xuan looked at the man with blurred eyes and flushed cheeks through the lamplight, and said softly: "Your Highness, you are drunk."

"...I only took a sip... how could I get drunk... I can't get drunk after a thousand cups..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a "bang", and the person fell drunk on the table.

Ying Xuan drank another glass of wine slowly, his eyes were as soft as water, and he said leisurely: "Your Highness, this wine is called 'Thousand Cups of Drunk'."

A thousand cups of wine are less than a confidant.

A thousand cups is drunk, and one cup is worth a thousand cups.

Ying Xuan picked up the drunken man, gently put him on the bed, sat on the edge of the bed, and gazed tenderly at the handsome and sexy face on the bed because of drunkenness.

"It's just that you shouldn't have provoked me."

Said in a hoarse voice, while stretching out his hand to untie one by one

The cloud buttons on the front of his clothes.

A large area of ​​smooth skin was exposed.

Ying Xuan's breathing became hotter, his deep eyes became hoarse,

The handsome face approached frantically, and kisses fell all the way along the neck.

someone!

Ying Xuanhuo raised his head, his face sank like water, and his dark eyes narrowed coldly.

"Your Highness, you will be mine after all."

After kissing his plump lips fiercely, he finally broke through the window before someone pushed the door open.

Lan Ziqing held a note in his hand, walked in with a cold face, and saw Su Danchen who was unconscious on the bed at a glance, panicked, stepped forward quickly, and after confirming that he was safe, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Your Highness."

"Your Highness."

He called several times in succession, but he couldn't wake up the man who smelled of alcohol.

Lan Ziqing couldn't help but frowned.

Although His Highness is fond of wine, but he can drink enough, how could he get so drunk?

so powerful.

Looking around the room, a jug of wine appeared in sight.

Walking over, picked up the jug of wine, lifted the lid, and sniffed lightly at the tip of his nose.

A strong mellow fragrance came out.

Lan Ziqing was choked by the aroma of the wine, coughed twice, and quickly removed the wine pot.

This wine is too mellow.

Weird and unusually mellow.

He frowned even tighter, he didn't know what was in his mind, until Su Danchen let out a low moan, he loosened his eyebrows and hurried back to his side.

"Your Highness, what's wrong with you?"

Lan Ziqing was nervous for a while.

But Su Danchen turned around after moaning in a low voice, and continued to sleep.

Lan Ziqing laughed secretly, sat down on the side of the bed, helped the person on the bed, wrapped him in her arms, stretched out her hand to stroke his black and smooth hair, her eyes softened little by little, and fell affectionately between his ears and temples kiss.

A red dot appeared in sight.

Lan Ziqing's eyes turned cold.

Reaching out to untie his robe, his smooth skin was covered with hickey marks.

Lan Ziqing's face was dark and terrifying.

Ying Xuan kicked open the door of a room in a secluded corner on the second floor, and looked coldly at the young man in green who was sitting at the table drinking wine leisurely.

"Lan Ziqing was attracted by you."

His words were not inquiries, but determinations.

The young man in green smiled with a pair of fox eyes, twirling the wine glass in his hand, and lazily replied: "Yes, I can't hide anything from you."

Ying Xuan's eyes sank, and a sharp cold light flew out of his sleeves.

The young man in green smiled, and threw the wine glass lightly and deftly, only to hear a "ding", the two things collided violently, and both turned into powder.

Although both of them were turned into tiny objects, what Ying Xuan used was a specially made concealed weapon, and what the young man in green used was an ordinary fragile wine glass.

Comparing two things, the level has been divided.

"Xiaoxuan, you've committed the following crimes."

The young man in green still smiled with a pair of fox eyes, and there was a hint of danger in his eyes.

With a cold face, Ying Xuan pursed his thin lips, and walked inside.

"My subordinates see the leader."

Walking up to the young man in green, he clasped his hands together.

The young man in green was about to reach out, when suddenly his neck felt cold, and a thin dagger stuck to his skin.

He looked at the handsome and stern face in front of him, twitched the corners of his lips, and said with a smile: "Xiaoxuan, what are you doing, courtesy first and then soldiers?"

Ying Xuan said coldly, "Why did you do that?"

The young man in green laughed wantonly as if he had heard a joke, and Ying Xuan, who laughed straight away, became more and more gloomy.

After a long time, the green-clothed young man stopped smiling, and ignored the iron-cutting "cold blade" sticking to his neck, lifted the wine jug on the side, filled a glass of wine, and slowly poured it into the mouth.

The strange thing is that after his actions, the cold dagger didn't hurt him at all.

"Master Ying, don't forget the purpose of becoming an official in the first place."

Ying Xuan's face froze.

The young man in green drank a glass of wine leisurely, put down his glass, and continued to lazily say: "Don't forget who we are doing things for."

Ying Xuan's eyes flashed, and he withdrew his dagger.

"The more Lan Ziqing likes Su Danchen, the better for us."

The young man in green looked at Ying Xuan, his usual lazy face rarely became serious.

"Xiaoxuan, listen to my advice, don't touch Su Danchen again, that person won't let anyone influence his plans."

Ying Xuan pursed his thin lips tightly, and said coldly: "I can listen to you about other things, but this one is not enough. I am bound to win this person. If you want to hinder him again, don't blame me for not thinking about the past. point."

After all, he turned and left without hesitation.

The young man in green narrowed his fox eyes and drank a glass of cold wine helplessly.