After rebirth, Zha Gong begged me to love him [Rebirth]

Wen Xian reached out and rubbed his lips for a moment, "Are you full?"

"Ah."

This low hum sound seemed to hit Wen Xian's heart, causing his long and narrow fox eyes to glint slightly.

Just looking at the expressionless face, he felt bored again for no reason.

"Bath and change clothes for me." The man stood up and said loudly.

***

Today's capital city is really lively, and the two sides of the main road are full of onlookers. It stands to reason that Wen Xian, as the third prince of Yu State, is supposed to be there today, but I don't know if it is a custom, but no one in the palace informed Wen Xian constitution.

Wen Xian had no choice but to continue to be his cynical third prince on a day like today.

It's just that when I went out today, it was said that the third prince brought a beautiful woman to sit in a sedan chair with him. This matter was absurd, and Wen Xian did not deliberately avoid it. Soon after, it naturally spread to Wen Shen's ears.

Wen Shen sneered, for this unpopular third brother, he somewhat looked down upon him, and only concluded with two words, "Trash!"

On the other side, Wang Weizhi was wearing a white brocade, and followed closely beside the sedan chair. He could only hear women laughing and playing in the sedan chair from time to time, and others knew that someone was having fun in the sedan chair.

But Wang Weizhi followed steadily without looking sideways, "Your Highness, where are you going?"

The tassel pendant was pulled away, and Wen Xian's handsome face appeared behind him. The woman was sitting in his arms. I don't know whether Wen Xian intended it or not. Looking at it from this angle, he could just see his powerful big hands pressing through his clothes. On the woman's crisp (forehead) chest.

"Piaoxiangju, there is a new dance, go and see."

Wang Weizhi withdrew his gaze from Wen Xian's hand, and said politely, "Yes."

Wen Xian twitched the corners of his lips, as if he was not satisfied with Wang Weizhi's reaction, he lifted the car curtain and grabbed Wang Weizhi's wrist from inside.

Wang Weizhi raised his head fiercely, but what Wen Xian wanted was absolutely impossible for him to refuse.

With a strong pull, the man staggered Wang Weizhi onto the sedan chair.

The car curtain fell, and no one knew what happened inside...

Seeing his indifferent expression, Wen Xian pushed the woman in his arms, and the woman fell to the side.

Seeing Wang Weizhi standing with his head bowed, Wen Xian ordered, "Kneel down."

Wang Weizhi followed his orders almost the moment he ordered them.

But the more he was like this, the more Wen Xian frowned. Sometimes even Wen Xian himself didn't know what he wanted, obviously he was the one who pushed Wang Weizhi into the abyss, but now he wanted him to go back to the past.

"laugh."

Wang Weizhi pulled the corners of his lips, the forced smile was uglier than crying.

"It's really off-putting."

Wen Xian lacked interest, and leaned slightly on the side of the sedan chair, resting his forehead with one hand, but his eyes scanned Wang Weizhi unscrupulously.

He raised his legs, and his toes slid along Wang Weizhi's body. As long as he was a normal man, he would respond to that seemingly non-existent provocation, let alone Wen Xian.

The handsome man noticed her embarrassment, and smiled lowly, "It seems that your body is still very honest."

He weighed it down with the back of his foot, and there was a rare pleasure in his eyes.

The woman on the side stared dumbfounded, maybe it was too humiliating, Wang Weizhi finally said: "There is nothing wrong with the villain's body, normal men will respond."

Wen Xian's foot stopped, and he took it back and looked at him with a bit of displeasure, "Putting your fart (forehead) butt to the man (forehead) cao, what kind of man are you?"

A look of pain appeared in Wang Weizhi's eyes like stagnant water for a moment, but soon disappeared without a trace.

Wen Xian's good mood seemed to disappear during this question and answer. He withdrew his feet and looked a little nasty, "Want to prove that you are a man?" He smiled sarcastically, "Then show me how to do it yourself."

"Is this what you want?" Wang Weizhi asked.

Wen Xian didn't speak, just waited for him to continue, Wang Weizhi paused, sighed quietly, raised his hand and went down.

Wen Xian squinted at the woman beside him coldly, and ordered: "Turn around."

The woman hurriedly turned her back.

Wen Xian leaned back to the side of the sedan chair, looking lazily at Wang Weizhi's self (forehead) molestation...

After an unknown amount of time, Wang Weizhi's muffled groans sounded from inside the silent sedan chair. The corners of his drooping eyes still had a lingering charm, but under the shade of the eyelids, there was a lonely darkness.

Packed himself up, Wen Xian didn't order him to do anything, so he knelt at his feet.

The sedan chair swayed for an unknown amount of time, only to hear a horse neighing outside the sedan chair, Wen Xian lifted the tassel pendant, looked inside, and saw a group of horses and horses approaching in front of them.

There were dozens of guards clearing the way in front of the men and horses, and behind them a tall black horse walked in the middle. The man on the horse was very tall, with a handsome face with sharp edges and corners, which was very aggressive, but judging from his attire, he was not like Wen Dynasty. Chinese.

Next to him was the envoy of the State of Yu, whose identity was known without guessing. It was Yu Chengying, the proton sent to Beijing by the State of Yu today!

Behind them followed Shen Yanfei's two lieutenants, followed by a carriage pulling luggage, and finally two rows of soldiers led the formation.

Wen Xian's sedan chair passed them shoulder to shoulder, and the eyes of the two tall men collided in midair.

Wen Xian looked straight at him without avoiding it, but Yu Chengying's gaze turned and fell on the two kneeling in the sedan chair, and then seemed to see the puddle of breasts in front of Wang Weizhi.white liquid.

His raised brows were a little surprised, and his eyes immediately turned to Wang Weizhi who was kneeling, but he was blocked by someone.

He looked up and saw that Wen Xian was blocking the window with a dark face, and Yu Chengying suddenly smiled meaningfully at Wen Xian, which was quite provocative.

The two teams passed each other, one went to the palace, and the other walked slowly to Piaoxiangju.

It's just that no one saw it. Behind their sedan chair, there was a handsome and indifferent young man following behind!

The sedan chair went all the way to the gate of Piaoxiangju and stopped. When Wen Xian got off the sedan chair, he finally allowed Wang Weizhi to get up and follow.

Several people entered the building together. The lobby is a place to drink tea, and the second floor is a place to eat seriously. However, there is no one in the lobby today. It was originally reserved by Wen Xian, and the rest of the diners who wanted to come in , can only go to the second floor.

Right in front of the stage was a luxurious chair upholstered with soft fox fur.

Wen Xian sat down and Wang Weizhi quietly stood aside.

The platform built in front has pink veils hanging on both sides, which is quite amorous.

Not long after, there was the sound of drums, and a beautiful dancer came up on the stage.

The woman was wearing a thin red gauze, and a large piece of white skin leaked from her chest and navel. She flicked the sleeves on both sides, and danced to the beat of the music played below. This woman is quite bold, although she doesn't know Wen Xian's identity , but she was very pleased with that luxurious outfit, so she glanced over there from time to time, and the long red sleeves fluttered over Wen Xian's arms.

Wen Xian squinted at Wang Weizhi, who had indifferent eyes, and for some reason was very cooperative. He pinched his sleeve and kissed it lightly, which made the beauty on the stage laugh non-stop.

The dancer thought she had the benefactor's permission, so she turned around and was about to sit in his arms, but Wang Weizhi frowned, and pushed the person away in disgust.

The dancer fell to the ground with a pale complexion, unexpectedly Wen Xian would push her away, when she looked up, the handsome man was looking at her coldly, she couldn't help but shrink back, but then Wang Weizhi showed a harmless smile , only ordered to the side: "Please invite this girl down."

Soon someone came up to support the dancer and walked down.

This little episode didn't even cause a splash, "Is she pretty?"

Wen Xian squinted at Wang Weizhi, who replied, "Beautiful."

Those long and narrow peach eyes were looking at him unscrupulously, and seemed to have a sudden interest, "Why don't you go up and play a song for me."

Wang Weizhi paused and replied, "Okay."

After speaking, he went down with the servants on the side. Wang Weizhi himself does not know any musical instruments, but he has already learned how to please his master after being taught by the two Momos this year.

A moment later, Wang Weizhi was wearing elegant and complex clothes, a silver mask on his face, loose hair, a ring of silver bells on his wrists and ankles, holding a pipa in his hand, sitting alone on the stage, quite a bit The dusty beauty attracted many diners on the second floor to look back frequently.

At this moment, a few people came in suddenly at the door, the leader was wearing a long black gown, wearing a golden crown, with long tassels hanging from the back, and a pair of slanted eyes under his full forehead revealed a sharp feeling, he looked around, Then he walked behind Wen Xian and saluted, but he didn't know what he said in a low voice.

Wen Xian smiled and said, "Very well, keep watching him."

After Wei Zheng answered, he stood quietly behind Wen Xian. The performance on the stage had already begun. Wang Weizhi plucked the strings, and a series of crisp and melodious melodies followed. The flowing water enveloped the diners inside Piaoxiang.

Wen Xian smiled and looked at him fixedly. Wang Weizhi like this is rare. He is dressed like a banished fairy, which makes people can't help but want to cast a layer of worldly color on him.

The silver bell swayed with the movements, and the sound became more ethereal with the music, and many diners on the second floor showed salivating expressions.

Wen Xian sized him up coldly, with a mocking smile on his lips, he suddenly got up and stretched out his hand, and amidst a burst of exclamation, he sat Wang Weizhi in his arms.

The mask on Wang Weizhi's face fell off, revealing a thin and handsome face. His facial features are very ordinary, but those big eyes are the only ones that make people's eyes shine, and they give people a sense of comfort when blended together.

Someone on the second floor applauded, and the spectators around him booed one after another. Wang Weizhi sat in Wen Xian's arms. Although he felt embarrassed at the moment, he remained motionless.

He knew that resistance would only lead to more embarrassment.

"I thought how noble this kind of person is."

"It's not a waste/good who likes to curry favor with the rich and powerful."

"But his waist is so slender, if he can get it once, it's worth dying for, hehehe."

Malicious voices gradually sounded from the booing crowd, and Wen Xian still looked at the person in his arms with a smile, not intending to stop him at all, but he could find that the smile didn't reach his eyes just by looking closely.

It's just that Wang Weizhi's slightly pale cheeks made him particularly satisfied, as if he could see the former Wang Weizhi from him again.

His hand even grabbed his belt and pulled it, Wang Weizhi's face turned even paler, and he couldn't help but press the back of Wen Xian's hand.

"What? You don't want to? I thought you had to pretend you didn't feel it when so many people watched." Wen Xian smiled, but the actions of his subordinates were merciless. Peel it off, revealing the gleaming white shirt inside.

作者有话要说：这一幕是不是有点眼熟？感谢在2020-06-2916:49:48~2020-06-3016:25:52期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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