Prince loves to pick up trash

There was still some residual smell of wine in the room.

The wine jug on the table was lying upside down, and most of the poured wine went into the stomach of the tablecloth, and the remaining half flowed to the ground.

There were still a few pieces of clothes scattered on the ground. According to the size of the clothes and the pattern on the surface, it could be judged that these clothes belonged to the same owner.

As for the owner of the clothes, he is sleeping soundly with his eyes closed.

There was another person on the bed.

Looking at this scene alone, it looks a bit like the Qinlou Chu Pavilion.

Jade burner incense, red tear candles, partly illuminate the autumn thoughts of the painting hall.

The eyebrows are thin, the temples are cloudy, and the night is long and the pillow is cold.

In the gold-selling cave, the benefactor and the beautiful woman had a good time; the benefactor fell into a deep sleep, but the benefactor spared no expense in wine, honeydew and golden thread clothes, and he didn't bother to help the overturned flagon, and climbed onto the bed with others.

It's just that there seems to be something wrong with this sleeping method.

The identity of the person on the bed also does not tolerate such speculation.

Qi Zian woke up first.

There are quite a few clothes on his body, although they are a little loose and smell of alcohol, but they are still neat.

Now it's autumn, the weather is getting cooler, he didn't cover the quilt all night, and he didn't feel cold.

All the quilts were given to another person.

The man seemed to be sleeping soundly, he was curled up in the quilt, and Qi Zi'an and others took the quilt into his arms.

At first glance, they seem intimate, but there is still a layer of estrangement.

Qi Zi'an moved his hand on the man's waist, hesitating whether to get up... or to kiss him while he was deep in sleep.

After hesitating for a long time, Qi Zian still didn't dare to kiss her.

He thought to himself: Brother Huang has always been a light sleeper, so he doesn't know if he is really asleep or pretending to be asleep.Last night, he was able to frantically bargain for some bargains with wine, but now he can't.

If he finds out his dirty thoughts, the loss outweighs the gain.

Just wait a little longer, the news has already been released, Brother Huang will find out soon.

The fact that the two are not brothers, he will only believe it if he finds out by himself.

After thinking about it, Qi Zian got up lightly, ignoring the mess of the room, opened the door and planned to leave.

There was a maid outside the door, who had already walked back and forth two or three times at the door, and was very anxious to hear the footsteps.

Qi Zi'an dared to conclude that if she walked two or three times, she would definitely open the door and enter the house.

But... after Qi Zian went out, he couldn't see any anxiety in her body.

She respectfully bowed to Qi Zi'an, "My maidservants refer to Xian Wang and ask Xian Wang for his safety."

Qi Zian ignored her and left.

It's ruthless, like a whore client who eats everything and wipes it off.

Lutao felt that her thoughts were too presumptuous, and slapped herself in the bottom of her heart: Even if you despise King Xian, you can't accidentally hurt your master.

She thought about this and that in her heart, but on the surface she watched Xian Wang leave the hospital calmly.

After King Xian passed the corner and disappeared, she hurried into the house.

As soon as she entered the room, she frowned fiercely.

Although she had been mentally prepared for a long time, the scene in the house was worse than she had imagined.

Why are the clothes scattered all over the place belonged to His Royal Highness?

She was listening outside last night, and clearly heard that King Xian was drunk, hugging the prince and saying that he missed his mother and concubine.

Unexpectedly, King Xian's clothes were well dressed, but the prince's clothes were all over the floor.

It seems that the prince is also quite drunk!

Lutao thought: The prince should have been stopped from drinking.

But His Royal Highness wanted to drink, and she couldn't bear it for a while and didn't stop her.

A few days ago, someone presented several pots of "immortal wine" to the emperor. Although it was not real immortal wine, it must be good wine that could be presented to the emperor as a treasure.

The emperor kept a pot of wine for himself, rewarded one pot to the former court, and bestowed one pot to the harem, and gave the rest to King Xian.

As for His Royal Highness, he never mentioned it at all.

Last night, King Xian brought all the immortal wine he had on hand to share with the prince. The prince couldn't resist the temptation, and Lu Tao didn't stop him.

It's ridiculous to say that the prince of a country wants to rub off on others when he drinks a good drink.

If this matter was placed in the previous dynasty or other places, it must be a strange thing, but for the people of the Da Qi Dynasty, it is a matter of course.

got used to it.

Everyone knows that the current Holy Majesty loves his youngest son and is willing to give him anything.

Everyone also knows that the current emperor does not like the crown prince, and there is no good thing that can make him stand on top.

The third thing that everyone knows is that the crown prince doesn't mind giving away things that the king resold, not only does he not mind, he is even enthusiastic about it.

Picking up rubbish is addictive, except for the prince, there is no one else.

If it was someone else, he would have already figured out the key points, and would have vomited to death seeing these things.

But the prince does not, the prince calls this brother and friend respectful.

There are many folk theories about the reasons why the prince was left out in the cold and his calm attitude.

There is a saying that the prince's mother family is too strong, and the emperor deliberately suppressed it, so he deliberately ignored the prince.

Behind the scenes, their father-son relationship is not bad.

There is another way of saying that...the crown prince is not the emperor's own son, and the emperor only suffers from being dumb because of the face of the royal family and the power of the empress.

The prince knows his life experience well, so naturally he won't want this or that.

But no matter which one it is, there is no evidence, and it is not Lu Tao's concern.

She picked up the clothes on the ground, straightened the wine glass on the table, and then walked to the bed, and called softly: "Your Highness, it's time to get up!"

Your Highness... His Highness remained motionless.

Lutao stomped her feet anxiously, and shouted loudly: "Your Highness! It's already a quarter of an hour, if you don't make it up, the court should be gone."

His Royal Highness finally woke up.

Instead of waking up slowly, but suddenly opened his eyes, a carp sat up straight, got out of bed in a panic, and looked around for shoes.

"Why didn't you call me earlier?"

Lutao didn't answer him first, but called to come in.

Palace servants carrying clothes and hot water filed in.

The prince followed these people to the inner room to wash, and then listened to Lutao apply eye drops to him through the screen.

"His Royal Highness Xian Wang has been inside, how dare the slaves come in? He clearly knew that it was early in the morning, but he decided to wait until this time to leave, just to make you look ugly in front of the officials!"

The prince was changing his clothes, but he still took the time to say good things for Qi Zian: "Don't he want to go to court? He only woke up at this time, probably because he drank a lot of wine last night and overslept."

"That's different! Even if he doesn't go to court, no one will say anything about him."

Lutao wanted to say something else, but she endured it and changed her words: "Your Majesty does not dare to talk about royal matters, but you are not ignorant of His Majesty's attitude towards you and him."

"Even if you go to court on time, His Majesty will still pick on you!"

Hearing this, the prince raised his head and glanced at the middle of the sleeping hall.

There is a picture of imperial gift hanging there.

Although he couldn't see it, he didn't need to look at it to see the words in his mind.

The picture was framed very well, using the best golden nanmu as the frame, placed neatly, and hung in the center of the bedroom.

In the middle of the carefully carved picture frame, there are five big characters: gentle, courteous, courteous and thrifty.

Written by His Majesty himself.

His Majesty also specifically ordered him to hang it in the bedroom instead of the study, so that he could see it at the first sight every day when he woke up.

"I am the crown prince, and it is right for my father to be strict with me. Zi'an has no intention of governing the country, so there is nothing wrong with my father's indulgence."

After hearing this, Lutao said something again: "You still know that you are the prince, and you actually drank with King Xian to the point of getting drunk. I have said it a hundred times before, and King Xian seems to have no intention of governing the country. What are you thinking, you are still so heart-to-heart with him, you don't know how to guard against him at all."

At this time the prince had finished washing and washing, and he said as he walked out: "You are so courageous. You say that you don't dare to talk about the royal family, but you are not necessarily quiet when you criticize the prince and prince. If this word gets out, I will If you don’t want to, I have to punish you severely!”

Lu Tao stuck her neck, she wasn't afraid at all, she almost said "If you want to kill or cut, you can do whatever you want".

Seeing her appearance, the prince shook his head helplessly, "In the entire palace, no, among the maidservants in the entire capital, you are the only one who has no rules and dares to say anything!"

Lu Tao laughed and put the breakfast on the table, "You are used to it, so who can blame it!"

"Yes, yes, blame me, blame me, but you are not allowed to speak ill of Zian in front of me in the future. Although I have no talent, I am quite accurate in recognizing people. He lost his mother when he was young, so he is pitiful. I take care of him, and he relies on me. It should."

"He just hopes that his brothers and friends will be respectful. How come he came to you is because he has other ideas."

Lutao couldn't hold him back, so she could only urge him to eat breakfast.

The prince shook his head, "No, no, I'll come back to eat after the morning court. If it's later, Father will punish me."

At this moment, Lutao smiled slyly, and said without guilt: "You can just eat, what can you do if you don't eat breakfast, there is still half an hour before Maoshi."

Sure enough, the method of waking someone up is the same everywhere.

The prince was angry and wanted to laugh, but he had time to eat.

After he sat down, a little maid served him a bowl of porridge.

When it was served in front of him, the hand was soft and the bowl was tilted, and it was about to be sprinkled on him, but it was supported by a pair of knuckle-boned hands.

The prince took the bowl by himself, not angry at all, and said to the little maid in a gentle tone: "Your name is Xiao'e, right? You can't spill anything on me today, I'm in a hurry today."

Xiao'e stared blankly at the prince, blushed and buried her head tightly.

Lutao rolled her eyes and kicked her out.

The prince just started eating.

He frowned from time to time, probably because of the headache caused by the hangover.

Lu Tao couldn't help scolding again: "Even if Your Highness doesn't want to show the king's kindness, there is really no need to get so drunk."

The prince quickly interrupted her: "Shut up, you must have caused my headache!"

Lutao can only pretend that her mouth is stitched shut.

Without her nagging in his ear, the prince felt a lot more relieved, and soon finished his breakfast and left the East Palace to go to court.

As he walked, he wondered if Qi Zian had arrived.

If he arrives, he will definitely wait at the door, but he cannot be kept waiting for long.