The prince walked out of the East Palace with his robe swaying, and took her to the corner tower.
The prince stopped and looked at her sadly, "Do you know that I like you?"
A line of the moon hung in the middle of the sky. The prince said, "There is no bright moon, but there are stars." This is a double entendre and he felt it was very elegant.
Under the night sky, the prince's face had a strange and inscrutable look. He smiled grimly, "There is no problem in this world that cannot be solved. The emperor's favor is so great that you have to live to enjoy it."
The prince tilted his head back, and the spicy feeling burned all the way down his throat. "Good wine!" He looked at her eagerly, "Xinghe, can you make it? Don't get drunk."
He must be tired of being the crown prince and wished his father would die soon! Xinghe looked at him with pity. He had no place to vent his anger and his brain was not working properly. It was fine to think about this kind of thing secretly, but it was better to say it out loud after drinking. Fortunately, it was she who heard it. If it was someone else, it would be bad.
The corner tower is located in the northeast corner of the East Palace, connected to a long city wall. The terrain is high, and when going up the stairs, one can only rely on the watermelon lamps of the guards on duty in the distance. One step high and one step low, and almost fell several times.
The prince knew she was cold, so he quickly poured her a glass of wine and handed it to her, "Drink something to warm yourself up."
She followed his lead and turned her head to look at the world outside the wall. After many years in this forbidden place, she had never thought of climbing up to overlook the entire capital. Only when you are among the mountains, trees, grass and trees, can you feel your insignificance. The scenery is so picturesque, no wonder so many heroes fight to the death for it.
She hummed, "My mother said the same thing. She said that I ran away too quickly and my chicken ran away."
She looked at him with a frown. In the dim light, the prince's face was slightly red and he was panting. There were more complex layers in his eyes than the golden and green mountains and rivers. She didn't dare to determine whether what he said was true or false, and asked hesitantly: "What... are you talking about?"
What bad luck! He is slandering me again. Xinghe drank it all without hesitation, "Whoever shows weakness first is a cuckold."
The prince stopped and looked at her sadly, "Do you know that I like you?"
No matter how many years they have known each other, the differences between men and women cannot be changed. Besides, he is still interested in her, and she shows her penis to him, saying it is too long and too short, without considering his feelings at all - doesn't she know that he also has a penis, and it will grow
Xinghe smiled, "I can drink two more cups." In fact, she didn't tell him that her nickname was the wine funnel. After returning to Beijing, her family made their own wine, and she often put the lees in her pocket as a snack. At first, her mother was very opposed to it, saying that eating too much would damage her brain and cause mistakes in the future. Her father was open-minded and told her to drink as much as she wanted. It's a good thing for a girl to know how to drink. If she meets someone with ulterior motives, it's also a skill to drink without getting drunk or falling down.
Xinghe wanted to call him, but when she thought of what she had just said, she felt very embarrassed and didn't dare to speak. It was just strange that he didn't take the opportunity to tease her today. Maybe the sun rose from the west. But don't be too happy too soon. It's not that I won't report it, but the time has not come yet. After a while, when he went up to the corner tower and sat down, God knows how he will tease him again.
She shuddered with joy, stamped her feet, and pointed to the west, "That's my home."
Xinghe had no choice but to fill his glass. He clinked glasses with her again, speaking incoherently: "Drink it, don't put it down. Look at your eyes, you are... evil. Don't you want to get me drunk so you can do whatever you want to me!"
She looked at him with a frown. In the dim light, the prince's face was slightly red and he was panting. There were more complex layers in his eyes than the golden and green mountains and rivers. She didn't dare to determine whether what he said was true or false, and asked hesitantly: "What... are you talking about?"
Xinghe nodded, leaned a little closer, smelled the strong aroma of wine on him, and stared at him closely, "This is my family. If you become the emperor, will you kill the Su family?"
"I'm worried about living people." The prince propped up one leg, put his long arm on his knee, pinched the cup and turned his wrist lightly, "I am Huo Qingzhu, the dignified Prince of Dayin, how can I be inferior to others? As for you, you have a good reputation, and not many people dare to marry you, why don't you just follow me."
They went up against the wind. The wind was strong at high altitudes, and it made people's skin numb in the middle of the night. The prince asked her if she was cold, but she didn't even turn her head. Xinghe squeezed her frozen fingertips and said she was not cold, "Master, are you cold?"
"I will see my father the Emperor this afternoon and bring up the matter of the Queen's title."
"I'm worried about living people." The prince propped up one leg, put his long arm on his knee, pinched the cup and turned his wrist lightly, "I am Huo Qingzhu, the dignified Prince of Dayin, how can I be inferior to others? As for you, you have a good reputation, and not many people dare to marry you, why don't you just follow me."
She followed his lead and turned her head to look at the world outside the wall. After many years in this forbidden place, she had never thought of climbing up to overlook the entire capital. Only when you are among the mountains, trees, grass and trees, can you feel your insignificance. The scenery is so picturesque, no wonder so many heroes fight to the death for it.
How could I be cold? The fire in my heart is burning so brightly that it’s about to set me on fire.
The prince placed the wine jar on the parapet, took off his Qinglian Yuanhu cloak and put it on her, and tied a beautiful knot at the end. She refused repeatedly, "My master, you will be cold too. This place is too high..."
"Let's go then." He pointed to the corner tower in front of him. The corners and eaves were magnificent and beautiful in the dark. "We're almost there."
She followed his lead, put away the wine glass, and replied perfunctorily, "Once the Emperor dies, you will be the Emperor."
He was really drunk! Where did he get the sweet-scented osmanthus wine? It was so strong! But the prince was a good drinker. Others would make trouble when they were drunk, but he would just take off his clothes.
The prince had been thinking a lot since the banquet was almost over. Fruits fall when they are ripe, and people marry when they grow up. Some things burst out through the skin and cannot be controlled by human power. It is lonely to go up to the corner tower alone, but it is much better with two people. Although it is cold, if you think about it carefully, this is the first time that the prince has taken a girl to do something poetic in his 22 years of life. I don't know if Xinghe was moved, but I was almost moved to tears.
I have never seen such a woman before, the prince secretly complained, is this the difference between childhood friends and other men and women of marriageable age? When a man holds a woman's hand, shouldn't the woman be shy and evasive? But she rubbed against him and used him as a hand warmer.
Xinghe laughed, and she didn't know why she laughed. She just felt that the prince was actually a person who was hard on the outside but soft on the inside. Even if he was not so tolerant towards others, he was still very kind to her.
Finally, he arrived in front of the corner tower. He pushed the door open, took down the flint and struck a fire, lit the fire eyebrow, and lit the red candle on the lamp stand. She watched quietly on the side. There was no distinction between master and servant at this moment, as if they were just ordinary friends in private. Qing Xiaoer was not polite. Boys do more work, and girls just wait for ready-made things, because they are girls.
"I will see my father the Emperor this afternoon and bring up the matter of the Queen's title."
Xinghe almost fainted. He was so angry that he punched him. "Stop being so cocky. Will you die? Brother Abao, you bastard Brother Abao!"
She walked slowly, perhaps because she couldn't see the road clearly! He waited for a while, then reached out to hold her hand. Her cold fingertips fell into his palm, and he exclaimed, "Didn't you say you weren't cold?"
Xinghe nodded, "Okay, okay."
He hummed, "When...? I want to establish a queen..."
She took the cup, drank it in one gulp, and smacked her lips at the end, "This wine is so sweet."
"I will see my father the Emperor this afternoon and bring up the matter of the Queen's title."
It wasn't a big deal that she was cold. She didn't expect him to bring her here, and she didn't even have time to put on a cloak before leaving.
She took the cup, drank it in one gulp, and smacked her lips at the end, "This wine is so sweet."
How could I be cold? The fire in my heart is burning so brightly that it’s about to set me on fire.
The prince knew she was cold, so he quickly poured her a glass of wine and handed it to her, "Drink something to warm yourself up."
She shuddered with joy, stamped her feet, and pointed to the west, "That's my home."
Xinghe felt a layer of goosebumps on his back, but it was only for a moment, and he accepted it calmly. In the face of life and death, no matter how high the status is, it is just a material thing. When the emperor was alive, everything was fine, but when the emperor Long Yu passed away, this life-and-death battle had to be fought.
Xinghe laughed when he heard it: "I am not worthy of it, I am not worthy of it..."
Finally, he arrived in front of the corner tower. He pushed the door open, took down the flint and struck a fire, lit the fire eyebrow, and lit the red candle on the lamp stand. She watched quietly on the side. There was no distinction between master and servant at this moment, as if they were just ordinary friends in private. Qing Xiaoer was not polite. Boys do more work, and girls just wait for ready-made things, because they are girls.
It's so cold, why did he have to come here to drink? It made her shiver. The prince is in a good mood, but the yang fire in men's bodies is strong, and his hands are so warm... She thought to herself, stretched out her other hand, and shamelessly put it into his palm.
She responded casually: "I don't get drunk easily, take him back quickly, or he will catch a cold."
The prince knew she was cold, so he quickly poured her a glass of wine and handed it to her, "Drink something to warm yourself up."
"Su's house..." He burped, "your house?"
"Let's go then." He pointed to the corner tower in front of him. The corners and eaves were magnificent and beautiful in the dark. "We're almost there."
He ignored her and said, "Just put it on if I tell you to. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"
She followed his lead and turned her head to look at the world outside the wall. After many years in this forbidden place, she had never thought of climbing up to overlook the entire capital. Only when you are among the mountains, trees, grass and trees, can you feel your insignificance. The scenery is so picturesque, no wonder so many heroes fight to the death for it.
I have never seen such a woman before, the prince secretly complained, is this the difference between childhood friends and other men and women of marriageable age? When a man holds a woman's hand, shouldn't the woman be shy and evasive? But she rubbed against him and used him as a hand warmer.
He hummed, "When...? I want to establish a queen..."
Xinghe smiled, "I can drink two more cups." In fact, she didn't tell him that her nickname was the wine funnel. After returning to Beijing, her family made their own wine, and she often put the lees in her pocket as a snack. At first, her mother was very opposed to it, saying that eating too much would damage her brain and cause mistakes in the future. Her father was open-minded and told her to drink as much as she wanted. It's a good thing for a girl to know how to drink. If she meets someone with ulterior motives, it's also a skill to drink without getting drunk or falling down.
The wall is high, and the palace must be surrounded like an iron barrel to ensure the safety of the imperial city. After climbing up for a long time, I climbed to an open area and reached the top of the wall. Looking around, the night scene of the capital was in front of me. Because it was a big festival, red lanterns were hung on the doors of the people in the city. Occasionally, there was a thud, and the sound of firecrackers exploding in the air. After a cluster of fire, the smell of sulfur instantly spread, decorating the dark night of the winter solstice with an enchanting and honest atmosphere.
The prince looked back in disbelief. Although he only saw a hazy outline, he still glared at her fiercely. This girl really makes people feel powerless sometimes. "You are a woman. Things like chickens should not come out of your mouth."
He hummed, "When...? I want to establish a queen..."
The prince sighed sincerely: "Isn't it possible that you were born into the wrong family as a man?"
She hummed, "My mother said the same thing. She said that I ran away too quickly and my chicken ran away."
He refused, "If you turn around and kowtow, there will be another problem."
He hummed, "When...? I want to establish a queen..."
"Tell me the truth, am I handsome?"
He was really drunk! Where did he get the sweet-scented osmanthus wine? It was so strong! But the prince was a good drinker. Others would make trouble when they were drunk, but he would just take off his clothes.
What bad luck! He is slandering me again. Xinghe drank it all without hesitation, "Whoever shows weakness first is a cuckold."
She hummed, "My mother said the same thing. She said that I ran away too quickly and my chicken ran away."
The plump, warm lips kissed loudly, and he said, "Be the queen...will you come?"
The prince followed her lead and looked over the scattered lights of thousands of houses. He didn't know where the residence was. "You have night vision, can you see that far?"
Xinghe's heart suddenly shook, and a hundred windmills were set up in her mind. A gust of wind blew, and they all turned in unison. She knew that what he said was just drunken talk, but why did she feel so flustered and her hands had no strength. Maybe girls would react like this in such a situation. Although she was old, he was the first person to say sweet words to her. Childhood friend... She had a relationship with her childhood friend. She thought about Louyueting, but she never considered him. The emperor's beloved son, the future head of the world, had everything at his fingertips. How many women didn't have it? She didn't want to be that cup.
It's useless to say this. For most childhood friends, gender is usually blurred in the end. But there are exceptions, such as her and Yue Ting. They haven't seen each other for many years, and they miss each other very much. After missing each other for a long time, they naturally regard him as the object of their affection. And the person next to him, they live under the same roof and eat from the same pot for ten years. They usually hate each other and even make trouble for each other if things go wrong. Although there have been epiphanies that he is a man, this epiphany often flashes by, and you can't remember it after it's over.
How could I be cold? The fire in my heart is burning so brightly that it’s about to set me on fire.
He must be tired of being the crown prince and wished his father would die soon! Xinghe looked at him with pity. He had no place to vent his anger and his brain was not working properly. It was fine to think about this kind of thing secretly, but it was better to say it out loud after drinking. Fortunately, it was she who heard it. If it was someone else, it would be bad.
He refused, "If you turn around and kowtow, there will be another problem."
The prince looked back in disbelief. Although he only saw a hazy outline, he still glared at her fiercely. This girl really makes people feel powerless sometimes. "You are a woman. Things like chickens should not come out of your mouth."
Xinghe nodded, "Okay, okay."
She smiled and said, "I think it's there. Anyway, there's a fire in our house." The rich in the east and the noble in the west, the humble in the south and the poor in the north, you can't get out of that circle anyway.
"I'm worried about living people." The prince propped up one leg, put his long arm on his knee, pinched the cup and turned his wrist lightly, "I am Huo Qingzhu, the dignified Prince of Dayin, how can I be inferior to others? As for you, you have a good reputation, and not many people dare to marry you, why don't you just follow me."
She smiled and said, "I think it's there. Anyway, there's a fire in our house." The rich in the east and the noble in the west, the humble in the south and the poor in the north, you can't get out of that circle anyway.
The plump, warm lips kissed loudly, and he said, "Be the queen...will you come?"
The plump, warm lips kissed loudly, and he said, "Be the queen...will you come?"
Xinghe sipped his wine and hummed, "What do you mean?"
"Tell me the truth, am I handsome?"
Xinghe felt a little embarrassed, "I'm not shy with you. We've known each other for so many years anyway."
The prince placed the wine jar on the parapet, took off his Qinglian Yuanhu cloak and put it on her, and tied a beautiful knot at the end. She refused repeatedly, "My master, you will be cold too. This place is too high..."
She was unhappy, "I didn't ask you to hold my hand, you let go."
No matter how many years they have known each other, the differences between men and women cannot be changed. Besides, he is still interested in her, and she shows her penis to him, saying it is too long and too short, without considering his feelings at all - doesn't she know that he also has a penis, and it will grow
It wasn't a big deal that she was cold. She didn't expect him to bring her here, and she didn't even have time to put on a cloak before leaving.
The prince sighed sincerely: "Isn't it possible that you were born into the wrong family as a man?"
He sighed, "You are just too open-minded. It doesn't matter if you are virtuous or kind, as long as you know that you are a woman, and women should be shy in front of men."
"Su's house..." He burped, "your house?"
He must be tired of being the crown prince and wished his father would die soon! Xinghe looked at him with pity. He had no place to vent his anger and his brain was not working properly. It was fine to think about this kind of thing secretly, but it was better to say it out loud after drinking. Fortunately, it was she who heard it. If it was someone else, it would be bad.
Xinghe held a mouthful of wine in her mouth, and before she could respond to him immediately, he was impatient, and staggered to his feet, and took off his jacket as soon as he stood up. The black court dress with dragon embroidery on it was tightly fastened with a phoenix belt. With such a tall stature and such long legs, he leaned forward in front of her, "I am in my prime... and I have a great appearance."
It's useless to say this. For most childhood friends, gender is usually blurred in the end. But there are exceptions, such as her and Yue Ting. They haven't seen each other for many years, and they miss each other very much. After missing each other for a long time, they naturally regard him as the object of their affection. And the person next to him, they live under the same roof and eat from the same pot for ten years. They usually hate each other and even make trouble for each other if things go wrong. Although there have been epiphanies that he is a man, this epiphany often flashes by, and you can't remember it after it's over.
The plump, warm lips kissed loudly, and he said, "Be the queen...will you come?"
The prince placed the wine jar on the parapet, took off his Qinglian Yuanhu cloak and put it on her, and tied a beautiful knot at the end. She refused repeatedly, "My master, you will be cold too. This place is too high..."
When the cold wind blew, he seemed to understand something. She pushed him and he turned his head to look, "What's wrong?"
Xinghe didn't want to pay attention to him, "If you want to do that, I'll find someone for you, don't think about me."
Xinghe was dumbfounded, "The stars are shaking from the cold, they seem to be flickering."
It's useless to say this. For most childhood friends, gender is usually blurred in the end. But there are exceptions, such as her and Yue Ting. They haven't seen each other for many years, and they miss each other very much. After missing each other for a long time, they naturally regard him as the object of their affection. And the person next to him, they live under the same roof and eat from the same pot for ten years. They usually hate each other and even make trouble for each other if things go wrong. Although there have been epiphanies that he is a man, this epiphany often flashes by, and you can't remember it after it's over.
She responded casually: "I don't get drunk easily, take him back quickly, or he will catch a cold."
"You said all this because you don't want to cover my hand. Why are you asking me if I'm cold..." She complained in a low voice and tried to pull her hand out, but he pulled it roughly and held it tightly again.
The plump, warm lips kissed loudly, and he said, "Be the queen...will you come?"
The prince muttered, "We are both grown up together. It's okay if you want to do that. I don't blame you."
The prince knew she was cold, so he quickly poured her a glass of wine and handed it to her, "Drink something to warm yourself up."
Xinghe laughed, and she didn't know why she laughed. She just felt that the prince was actually a person who was hard on the outside but soft on the inside. Even if he was not so tolerant towards others, he was still very kind to her.
She walked slowly, perhaps because she couldn't see the road clearly! He waited for a while, then reached out to hold her hand. Her cold fingertips fell into his palm, and he exclaimed, "Didn't you say you weren't cold?"
The plump, warm lips kissed loudly, and he said, "Be the queen...will you come?"
The wall is high, and the palace must be surrounded like an iron barrel to ensure the safety of the imperial city. After climbing up for a long time, I climbed to an open area and reached the top of the wall. Looking around, the night scene of the capital was in front of me. Because it was a big festival, red lanterns were hung on the doors of the people in the city. Occasionally, there was a thud, and the sound of firecrackers exploding in the air. After a cluster of fire, the smell of sulfur instantly spread, decorating the dark night of the winter solstice with an enchanting and honest atmosphere.
The prince knew she was cold, so he quickly poured her a glass of wine and handed it to her, "Drink something to warm yourself up."
The prince had been thinking a lot since the banquet was almost over. Fruits fall when they are ripe, and people marry when they grow up. Some things burst out through the skin and cannot be controlled by human power. It is lonely to go up to the corner tower alone, but it is much better with two people. Although it is cold, if you think about it carefully, this is the first time that the prince has taken a girl to do something poetic in his 22 years of life. I don't know if Xinghe was moved, but I was almost moved to tears.
The drunken prince's eyes were hazy and his movements were not smooth, so he had to let her tie him up. But he was still talking, "A Bao... Niuniu... I'm so choked up, it hurts..."
She shuddered with joy, stamped her feet, and pointed to the west, "That's my home."
He ignored her and said, "Just put it on if I tell you to. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"
The prince looked back in disbelief. Although he only saw a hazy outline, he still glared at her fiercely. This girl really makes people feel powerless sometimes. "You are a woman. Things like chickens should not come out of your mouth."
The prince followed her lead and looked over the scattered lights of thousands of houses. He didn't know where the residence was. "You have night vision, can you see that far?"
I didn't feel it was spicy at all. Dequan was indeed unreliable. The prince took a sip and found that although it tasted good, it had a good aftertaste. It should work. He was delighted and poured out the meat jerky from his purse with a natural look on his face. Beef and wine, the more you drink, the better. Cheers!
He must be tired of being the crown prince and wished his father would die soon! Xinghe looked at him with pity. He had no place to vent his anger and his brain was not working properly. It was fine to think about this kind of thing secretly, but it was better to say it out loud after drinking. Fortunately, it was she who heard it. If it was someone else, it would be bad.
"He must be really drunk!" Dequan sighed, looking at her with a sad face, "The master is like this, how come you are still fine?"
She smiled and said, "I think it's there. Anyway, there's a fire in our house." The rich in the east and the noble in the west, the humble in the south and the poor in the north, you can't get out of that circle anyway.
The prince placed the wine jar on the parapet, took off his Qinglian Yuanhu cloak and put it on her, and tied a beautiful knot at the end. She refused repeatedly, "My master, you will be cold too. This place is too high..."
"I will see my father the Emperor this afternoon and bring up the matter of the Queen's title."
The wall is high, and the palace must be surrounded like an iron barrel to ensure the safety of the imperial city. After climbing up for a long time, I climbed to an open area and reached the top of the wall. Looking around, the night scene of the capital was in front of me. Because it was a big festival, red lanterns were hung on the doors of the people in the city. Occasionally, there was a thud, and the sound of firecrackers exploding in the air. After a cluster of fire, the smell of sulfur instantly spread, decorating the dark night of the winter solstice with an enchanting and honest atmosphere.
The prince placed the wine jar on the parapet, took off his Qinglian Yuanhu cloak and put it on her, and tied a beautiful knot at the end. She refused repeatedly, "My master, you will be cold too. This place is too high..."
He ignored her and said, "Just put it on if I tell you to. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"
The prince looked back in disbelief. Although he only saw a hazy outline, he still glared at her fiercely. This girl really makes people feel powerless sometimes. "You are a woman. Things like chickens should not come out of your mouth."
She smiled and said, "I think it's there. Anyway, there's a fire in our house." The rich in the east and the noble in the west, the humble in the south and the poor in the north, you can't get out of that circle anyway.
Xinghe felt a little sympathetic towards him, thinking that the fact of not having an heir was his biggest problem recently. She coaxed and pulled him, "Let's go back to Chengsheng, it's too cold here, we'll freeze to death."
"It's not easy for me... I..." His tongue began to lose control, and he stuttered, "I... I have been the crown prince for twenty-two years... When will I become the emperor..."
Xinghe nodded, "Okay, okay."
He ignored her and said, "Just put it on if I tell you to. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"
The plump, warm lips kissed loudly, and he said, "Be the queen...will you come?"
"You said all this because you don't want to cover my hand. Why are you asking me if I'm cold..." She complained in a low voice and tried to pull her hand out, but he pulled it roughly and held it tightly again.
The prince knew she was cold, so he quickly poured her a glass of wine and handed it to her, "Drink something to warm yourself up."
After all, the emperor's choice of empress is a state matter as well as a family matter. A man can't help being partial to his beloved woman. Xinghe asked, "What if the emperor resists opposition from the court and the public and insists on conferring the title of Zuo Zhaoyi?"
She was unhappy, "I didn't ask you to hold my hand, you let go."
"Tell me the truth, am I handsome?"
He said, "Really?" and unbuttoned his buttons again, "So do you want to sleep with me or not?"
Xinghe puffed up his cheeks again. This guy just didn't want to talk nicely. It was obviously a very warm thing, but he couldn't let go of his master's airs. This made people not appreciate it.
I didn't feel it was spicy at all. Dequan was indeed unreliable. The prince took a sip and found that although it tasted good, it had a good aftertaste. It should work. He was delighted and poured out the meat jerky from his purse with a natural look on his face. Beef and wine, the more you drink, the better. Cheers!
The prince didn't know about that, he was still immersed in his imagination. What if she got drunk? Should he carry her back and put her in bed, or should he do something here first? Since she said she could drink more, there was no need to be polite, just fill her up. She was a little greedy, sipping happily, and didn't forget to greet him, "Master, drink." As she spoke, she reached out to estimate how much was left in the jar, fearing that it would not be enough for her to enjoy.
He hummed, "When...? I want to establish a queen..."
After a few more drinks, the prince felt dizzy and wanted to sigh: "Xinghe, what you said before about an old couple, I thought about it carefully, and it's really what you meant. Except for not doing that thing, we have done everything else we can do. What do you think would happen if we did that thing as well?"
He led her away again. The dim lights on the city gate illuminated half of his face.
Xinghe smiled, "I can drink two more cups." In fact, she didn't tell him that her nickname was the wine funnel. After returning to Beijing, her family made their own wine, and she often put the lees in her pocket as a snack. At first, her mother was very opposed to it, saying that eating too much would damage her brain and cause mistakes in the future. Her father was open-minded and told her to drink as much as she wanted. It's a good thing for a girl to know how to drink. If she meets someone with ulterior motives, it's also a skill to drink without getting drunk or falling down.
The prince placed the wine jar on the parapet, took off his Qinglian Yuanhu cloak and put it on her, and tied a beautiful knot at the end. She refused repeatedly, "My master, you will be cold too. This place is too high..."
He refused, "If you turn around and kowtow, there will be another problem."
It seemed that he couldn't continue drinking. Xinghe said, "It's getting late. Let's go back."
She walked slowly, perhaps because she couldn't see the road clearly! He waited for a while, then reached out to hold her hand. Her cold fingertips fell into his palm, and he exclaimed, "Didn't you say you weren't cold?"
"Su's house..." He burped, "your house?"
The young man was gentle and handsome, unlike those who had been in the world for many years and were tainted by the worldly atmosphere. The current prince looked spotless. Xinghe walked along and looked at him. Maybe he noticed it and felt uncomfortable. "Can't you pay attention to the road? You have to let me lead you like a blind man!"
The north wind made her nose sore, and Xinghe couldn't argue, so she shrank her neck. He put on her hood casually, and the hood was covered with fox fur, and her face sank into it, as if she was hiding in the quilt. She enjoyed it comfortably, but the scent he left behind also spread up, vaguely, and went straight into her nose.
Xinghe wanted to call him, but when she thought of what she had just said, she felt very embarrassed and didn't dare to speak. It was just strange that he didn't take the opportunity to tease her today. Maybe the sun rose from the west. But don't be too happy too soon. It's not that I won't report it, but the time has not come yet. After a while, when he went up to the corner tower and sat down, God knows how he will tease him again.
It wasn't a big deal that she was cold. She didn't expect him to bring her here, and she didn't even have time to put on a cloak before leaving.
She was unhappy, "I didn't ask you to hold my hand, you let go."
Shameless! Xinghe blushed and tightened the belt fiercely. He picked him up and led him out of the corner tower like a prisoner and onto the city wall.
She sniffed again and hummed, "It's out."
Xinghe felt a little sympathetic towards him, thinking that the fact of not having an heir was his biggest problem recently. She coaxed and pulled him, "Let's go back to Chengsheng, it's too cold here, we'll freeze to death."
He sighed, "You are just too open-minded. It doesn't matter if you are virtuous or kind, as long as you know that you are a woman, and women should be shy in front of men."
The prince calmed down and met her gaze, as if he was considering something, or as if he was puzzled. She supported herself with her hands and leaned forward to look at him. The prince's unclear mind became even more confused. He stammered, "Xinghe..." and sincerely placed his hands on her shoulders. Afraid that she would retreat, he used a lot of strength to hold her still, then lowered his head and kissed her hard on the mouth.
She poured a glass for each of them. "Everything will work out when the time comes. Master, don't worry." The fine porcelain clinked together. "I'll drink it. Please feel free to drink."
He refused, "If you turn around and kowtow, there will be another problem."
Xinghe held a mouthful of wine in her mouth, and before she could respond to him immediately, he was impatient, and staggered to his feet, and took off his jacket as soon as he stood up. The black court dress with dragon embroidery on it was tightly fastened with a phoenix belt. With such a tall stature and such long legs, he leaned forward in front of her, "I am in my prime... and I have a great appearance."
The prince said no, "I will take off my pants right here and now."
"Tell me the truth, am I handsome?"
Under the night sky, the prince's face had a strange and inscrutable look. He smiled grimly, "There is no problem in this world that cannot be solved. The emperor's favor is so great that you have to live to enjoy it."
It's useless to say this. For most childhood friends, gender is usually blurred in the end. But there are exceptions, such as her and Yue Ting. They haven't seen each other for many years, and they miss each other very much. After missing each other for a long time, they naturally regard him as the object of their affection. And the person next to him, they live under the same roof and eat from the same pot for ten years. They usually hate each other and even make trouble for each other if things go wrong. Although there have been epiphanies that he is a man, this epiphany often flashes by, and you can't remember it after it's over.
She followed his lead and turned her head to look at the world outside the wall. After many years in this forbidden place, she had never thought of climbing up to overlook the entire capital. Only when you are among the mountains, trees, grass and trees, can you feel your insignificance. The scenery is so picturesque, no wonder so many heroes fight to the death for it.
"You said all this because you don't want to cover my hand. Why are you asking me if I'm cold..." She complained in a low voice and tried to pull her hand out, but he pulled it roughly and held it tightly again.
The north wind made her nose sore, and Xinghe couldn't argue, so she shrank her neck. He put on her hood casually, and the hood was covered with fox fur, and her face sank into it, as if she was hiding in the quilt. She enjoyed it comfortably, but the scent he left behind also spread up, vaguely, and went straight into her nose.
She sneezed twice in a row and said, "Some hair got into my nose."
The prince's head was filled with wine, and he didn't feel any pain when he was beaten. He staggered and sat on the ground. He wanted to pour wine, but his hands were shaking and his eyes were blurry, so he couldn't see the cup clearly. He simply picked up the wine jar and drank it quickly.
Dequan was crying out in his heart that he was unlucky. He had lost more than he gained. When the prince woke up, he didn't know how he would be punished. So when she wanted to leave, he stopped her with a stern face, "Master Su, please stay. Look at this situation... I really can't stand it anymore. Please take the trouble to send her back to the palace. If you are questioned tomorrow, you will know everything, and I won't be caught in the middle and be scolded later."
Dequan was crying out in his heart that he was unlucky. He had lost more than he gained. When the prince woke up, he didn't know how he would be punished. So when she wanted to leave, he stopped her with a stern face, "Master Su, please stay. Look at this situation... I really can't stand it anymore. Please take the trouble to send her back to the palace. If you are questioned tomorrow, you will know everything, and I won't be caught in the middle and be scolded later."
The wall is high, and the palace must be surrounded like an iron barrel to ensure the safety of the imperial city. After climbing up for a long time, I climbed to an open area and reached the top of the wall. Looking around, the night scene of the capital was in front of me. Because it was a big festival, red lanterns were hung on the doors of the people in the city. Occasionally, there was a thud, and the sound of firecrackers exploding in the air. After a cluster of fire, the smell of sulfur instantly spread, decorating the dark night of the winter solstice with an enchanting and honest atmosphere.
Xinghe felt a layer of goosebumps on his back, but it was only for a moment, and he accepted it calmly. In the face of life and death, no matter how high the status is, it is just a material thing. When the emperor was alive, everything was fine, but when the emperor Long Yu passed away, this life-and-death battle had to be fought.
She sneezed twice in a row and said, "Some hair got into my nose."
The prince followed her lead and looked over the scattered lights of thousands of houses. He didn't know where the residence was. "You have night vision, can you see that far?"
It wasn't a big deal that she was cold. She didn't expect him to bring her here, and she didn't even have time to put on a cloak before leaving.
The two of them hugged each other and walked down the wall. Dequan and several eunuchs who were waiting at the foot of the wall hurried up to greet them. Dequan almost cried when he saw his master like this - his hands were tied, the lining of his jacket was all exposed, and the wind blew the silk cotton, making him look like a refugee fleeing famine. He cried out, "My master, what are you talking about!"
She responded casually: "I don't get drunk easily, take him back quickly, or he will catch a cold."
She followed his lead, put away the wine glass, and replied perfunctorily, "Once the Emperor dies, you will be the Emperor."
The prince thought she was troublesome, so he stopped and asked, "So what? Do you want me to do it for you?"
She hummed, "My mother said the same thing. She said that I ran away too quickly and my chicken ran away."
When the cold wind blew, he seemed to understand something. She pushed him and he turned his head to look, "What's wrong?"
So she took out her handkerchief and, without any girlish restraint, blew her nose loudly.
The prince thought she was troublesome, so he stopped and asked, "So what? Do you want me to do it for you?"
Xinghe was dumbfounded, "The stars are shaking from the cold, they seem to be flickering."
They went up against the wind. The wind was strong at high altitudes, and it made people's skin numb in the middle of the night. The prince asked her if she was cold, but she didn't even turn her head. Xinghe squeezed her frozen fingertips and said she was not cold, "Master, are you cold?"
"Su's house..." He burped, "your house?"
Xinghe wanted to call him, but when she thought of what she had just said, she felt very embarrassed and didn't dare to speak. It was just strange that he didn't take the opportunity to tease her today. Maybe the sun rose from the west. But don't be too happy too soon. It's not that I won't report it, but the time has not come yet. After a while, when he went up to the corner tower and sat down, God knows how he will tease him again.
A line of the moon hung in the middle of the sky. The prince said, "There is no bright moon, but there are stars." This is a double entendre and he felt it was very elegant.
She looked at him with a frown. In the dim light, the prince's face was slightly red and he was panting. There were more complex layers in his eyes than the golden and green mountains and rivers. She didn't dare to determine whether what he said was true or false, and asked hesitantly: "What... are you talking about?"
The north wind made her nose sore, and Xinghe couldn't argue, so she shrank her neck. He put on her hood casually, and the hood was covered with fox fur, and her face sank into it, as if she was hiding in the quilt. She enjoyed it comfortably, but the scent he left behind also spread up, vaguely, and went straight into her nose.
The prince looked at her helplessly. She was such a person, yet she still wanted to rebel. If he hadn't let her do what she wanted, she would have died countless times. He bent down and asked, "Are you feeling better?"
Xinghe puffed up his cheeks again. This guy just didn't want to talk nicely. It was obviously a very warm thing, but he couldn't let go of his master's airs. This made people not appreciate it.
"Su's house..." He burped, "your house?"
She shook her head and realized that she was confused. She couldn't take anything seriously at this time. But when she thought about his recent strange behavior, she realized that she was not completely unaware, but just didn't dare to believe it.
"Let's go then." He pointed to the corner tower in front of him. The corners and eaves were magnificent and beautiful in the dark. "We're almost there."
It's useless to say this. For most childhood friends, gender is usually blurred in the end. But there are exceptions, such as her and Yue Ting. They haven't seen each other for many years, and they miss each other very much. After missing each other for a long time, they naturally regard him as the object of their affection. And the person next to him, they live under the same roof and eat from the same pot for ten years. They usually hate each other and even make trouble for each other if things go wrong. Although there have been epiphanies that he is a man, this epiphany often flashes by, and you can't remember it after it's over.
So she took out her handkerchief and, without any girlish restraint, blew her nose loudly.
She shook her head and realized that she was confused. She couldn't take anything seriously at this time. But when she thought about his recent strange behavior, she realized that she was not completely unaware, but just didn't dare to believe it.
She sniffed again and hummed, "It's out."
He did what he said, and Xinghe couldn't say anything. "You'll be sick later. Besides, why did you take off your pants? Do you really want me to sleep with you? I don't have the ability, and I don't dare."
The prince followed her lead and looked over the scattered lights of thousands of houses. He didn't know where the residence was. "You have night vision, can you see that far?"
The prince was almost disabled in terms of daily life, because he was always served by someone, but he was very proficient in this matter. In previous years, he followed the autumn hunting, spent days and nights in the wild, and was not starving or freezing. He lit up all the lights around the corner tower and took her to the second floor, which was higher and closer to the sky. He pulled down the curtains and spread them on the ground, and opened a row of straight-lattice doors. The eaves of the corner tower were short and flat. Sitting in front of the door, the sky was unobstructed and in front of her eyes.
The prince looked back in disbelief. Although he only saw a hazy outline, he still glared at her fiercely. This girl really makes people feel powerless sometimes. "You are a woman. Things like chickens should not come out of your mouth."
He must be tired of being the crown prince and wished his father would die soon! Xinghe looked at him with pity. He had no place to vent his anger and his brain was not working properly. It was fine to think about this kind of thing secretly, but it was better to say it out loud after drinking. Fortunately, it was she who heard it. If it was someone else, it would be bad.
The corner tower is located in the northeast corner of the East Palace, connected to a long city wall. The terrain is high, and when going up the stairs, one can only rely on the watermelon lamps of the guards on duty in the distance. One step high and one step low, and almost fell several times.
"Let's go then." He pointed to the corner tower in front of him. The corners and eaves were magnificent and beautiful in the dark. "We're almost there."
Xinghe felt a little sympathetic towards him, thinking that the fact of not having an heir was his biggest problem recently. She coaxed and pulled him, "Let's go back to Chengsheng, it's too cold here, we'll freeze to death."
They went up against the wind. The wind was strong at high altitudes, and it made people's skin numb in the middle of the night. The prince asked her if she was cold, but she didn't even turn her head. Xinghe squeezed her frozen fingertips and said she was not cold, "Master, are you cold?"
The young man was gentle and handsome, unlike those who had been in the world for many years and were tainted by the worldly atmosphere. The current prince looked spotless. Xinghe walked along and looked at him. Maybe he noticed it and felt uncomfortable. "Can't you pay attention to the road? You have to let me lead you like a blind man!"
He ignored her and said, "Just put it on if I tell you to. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"
Dequan was crying out in his heart that he was unlucky. He had lost more than he gained. When the prince woke up, he didn't know how he would be punished. So when she wanted to leave, he stopped her with a stern face, "Master Su, please stay. Look at this situation... I really can't stand it anymore. Please take the trouble to send her back to the palace. If you are questioned tomorrow, you will know everything, and I won't be caught in the middle and be scolded later."
She followed his lead and turned her head to look at the world outside the wall. After many years in this forbidden place, she had never thought of climbing up to overlook the entire capital. Only when you are among the mountains, trees, grass and trees, can you feel your insignificance. The scenery is so picturesque, no wonder so many heroes fight to the death for it.
The prince muttered, "We are both grown up together. It's okay if you want to do that. I don't blame you."
Xinghe didn't want to pay attention to him, "If you want to do that, I'll find someone for you, don't think about me."
The plump, warm lips kissed loudly, and he said, "Be the queen...will you come?"
The prince turned his head to look at the sky, "Who blew out the candle?" But he was determined not to move, and sighed, "I am not a child anymore, and today my father asked me to give birth to a child... If you don't sleep with me, how can I give birth to a child..."
Xinghe wanted to call him, but when she thought of what she had just said, she felt very embarrassed and didn't dare to speak. It was just strange that he didn't take the opportunity to tease her today. Maybe the sun rose from the west. But don't be too happy too soon. It's not that I won't report it, but the time has not come yet. After a while, when he went up to the corner tower and sat down, God knows how he will tease him again.
"It's not easy for me... I..." His tongue began to lose control, and he stuttered, "I... I have been the crown prince for twenty-two years... When will I become the emperor..."
He sighed, "You are just too open-minded. It doesn't matter if you are virtuous or kind, as long as you know that you are a woman, and women should be shy in front of men."
The prince followed her lead and looked over the scattered lights of thousands of houses. He didn't know where the residence was. "You have night vision, can you see that far?"
Finally, he arrived in front of the corner tower. He pushed the door open, took down the flint and struck a fire, lit the fire eyebrow, and lit the red candle on the lamp stand. She watched quietly on the side. There was no distinction between master and servant at this moment, as if they were just ordinary friends in private. Qing Xiaoer was not polite. Boys do more work, and girls just wait for ready-made things, because they are girls.
Dequan was crying out in his heart that he was unlucky. He had lost more than he gained. When the prince woke up, he didn't know how he would be punished. So when she wanted to leave, he stopped her with a stern face, "Master Su, please stay. Look at this situation... I really can't stand it anymore. Please take the trouble to send her back to the palace. If you are questioned tomorrow, you will know everything, and I won't be caught in the middle and be scolded later."
The prince's head was filled with wine, and he didn't feel any pain when he was beaten. He staggered and sat on the ground. He wanted to pour wine, but his hands were shaking and his eyes were blurry, so he couldn't see the cup clearly. He simply picked up the wine jar and drank it quickly.
"I'm worried about living people." The prince propped up one leg, put his long arm on his knee, pinched the cup and turned his wrist lightly, "I am Huo Qingzhu, the dignified Prince of Dayin, how can I be inferior to others? As for you, you have a good reputation, and not many people dare to marry you, why don't you just follow me."
After all, the emperor's choice of empress is a state matter as well as a family matter. A man can't help being partial to his beloved woman. Xinghe asked, "What if the emperor resists opposition from the court and the public and insists on conferring the title of Zuo Zhaoyi?"
He was really drunk! Where did he get the sweet-scented osmanthus wine? It was so strong! But the prince was a good drinker. Others would make trouble when they were drunk, but he would just take off his clothes.
The north wind made her nose sore, and Xinghe couldn't argue, so she shrank her neck. He put on her hood casually, and the hood was covered with fox fur, and her face sank into it, as if she was hiding in the quilt. She enjoyed it comfortably, but the scent he left behind also spread up, vaguely, and went straight into her nose.
The prince was almost disabled in terms of daily life, because he was always served by someone, but he was very proficient in this matter. In previous years, he followed the autumn hunting, spent days and nights in the wild, and was not starving or freezing. He lit up all the lights around the corner tower and took her to the second floor, which was higher and closer to the sky. He pulled down the curtains and spread them on the ground, and opened a row of straight-lattice doors. The eaves of the corner tower were short and flat. Sitting in front of the door, the sky was unobstructed and in front of her eyes.
The prince sighed sincerely: "Isn't it possible that you were born into the wrong family as a man?"
He led her away again. The dim lights on the city gate illuminated half of his face.
How could I be cold? The fire in my heart is burning so brightly that it’s about to set me on fire.
She hummed, "My mother said the same thing. She said that I ran away too quickly and my chicken ran away."
The wall is high, and the palace must be surrounded like an iron barrel to ensure the safety of the imperial city. After climbing up for a long time, I climbed to an open area and reached the top of the wall. Looking around, the night scene of the capital was in front of me. Because it was a big festival, red lanterns were hung on the doors of the people in the city. Occasionally, there was a thud, and the sound of firecrackers exploding in the air. After a cluster of fire, the smell of sulfur instantly spread, decorating the dark night of the winter solstice with an enchanting and honest atmosphere.
How could I be cold? The fire in my heart is burning so brightly that it’s about to set me on fire.
The prince said no, "I will take off my pants right here and now."
No matter how many years they have known each other, the differences between men and women cannot be changed. Besides, he is still interested in her, and she shows her penis to him, saying it is too long and too short, without considering his feelings at all - doesn't she know that he also has a penis, and it will grow
A line of the moon hung in the middle of the sky. The prince said, "There is no bright moon, but there are stars." This is a double entendre and he felt it was very elegant.
The prince was almost disabled in terms of daily life, because he was always served by someone, but he was very proficient in this matter. In previous years, he followed the autumn hunting, spent days and nights in the wild, and was not starving or freezing. He lit up all the lights around the corner tower and took her to the second floor, which was higher and closer to the sky. He pulled down the curtains and spread them on the ground, and opened a row of straight-lattice doors. The eaves of the corner tower were short and flat. Sitting in front of the door, the sky was unobstructed and in front of her eyes.
Xinghe was dumbfounded, "The stars are shaking from the cold, they seem to be flickering."
The wall is high, and the palace must be surrounded like an iron barrel to ensure the safety of the imperial city. After climbing up for a long time, I climbed to an open area and reached the top of the wall. Looking around, the night scene of the capital was in front of me. Because it was a big festival, red lanterns were hung on the doors of the people in the city. Occasionally, there was a thud, and the sound of firecrackers exploding in the air. After a cluster of fire, the smell of sulfur instantly spread, decorating the dark night of the winter solstice with an enchanting and honest atmosphere.
She poured a glass for each of them. "Everything will work out when the time comes. Master, don't worry." The fine porcelain clinked together. "I'll drink it. Please feel free to drink."
Xinghe was dumbfounded, "The stars are shaking from the cold, they seem to be flickering."
The prince was almost disabled in terms of daily life, because he was always served by someone, but he was very proficient in this matter. In previous years, he followed the autumn hunting, spent days and nights in the wild, and was not starving or freezing. He lit up all the lights around the corner tower and took her to the second floor, which was higher and closer to the sky. He pulled down the curtains and spread them on the ground, and opened a row of straight-lattice doors. The eaves of the corner tower were short and flat. Sitting in front of the door, the sky was unobstructed and in front of her eyes.
He refused, "If you turn around and kowtow, there will be another problem."
The prince knew she was cold, so he quickly poured her a glass of wine and handed it to her, "Drink something to warm yourself up."
Xinghe smiled, "I can drink two more cups." In fact, she didn't tell him that her nickname was the wine funnel. After returning to Beijing, her family made their own wine, and she often put the lees in her pocket as a snack. At first, her mother was very opposed to it, saying that eating too much would damage her brain and cause mistakes in the future. Her father was open-minded and told her to drink as much as she wanted. It's a good thing for a girl to know how to drink. If she meets someone with ulterior motives, it's also a skill to drink without getting drunk or falling down.
She followed his lead and turned her head to look at the world outside the wall. After many years in this forbidden place, she had never thought of climbing up to overlook the entire capital. Only when you are among the mountains, trees, grass and trees, can you feel your insignificance. The scenery is so picturesque, no wonder so many heroes fight to the death for it.
She took the cup, drank it in one gulp, and smacked her lips at the end, "This wine is so sweet."
The prince was almost disabled in terms of daily life, because he was always served by someone, but he was very proficient in this matter. In previous years, he followed the autumn hunting, spent days and nights in the wild, and was not starving or freezing. He lit up all the lights around the corner tower and took her to the second floor, which was higher and closer to the sky. He pulled down the curtains and spread them on the ground, and opened a row of straight-lattice doors. The eaves of the corner tower were short and flat. Sitting in front of the door, the sky was unobstructed and in front of her eyes.
He leaned against the door frame and said sadly, "Look at that, it's a pity that the canonization of Zuo Zhaoyi was blocked. I played a supporting role, and whether You Zhaoyi can fill this vacancy depends on luck."
Xinghe nodded, "Okay, okay."
Xinghe pursed his lips and said nothing. When he went down the stairs, he supported himself from the bottom, fearing that he would fall and die. That would be a great loss for Prince Jian.
I didn't feel it was spicy at all. Dequan was indeed unreliable. The prince took a sip and found that although it tasted good, it had a good aftertaste. It should work. He was delighted and poured out the meat jerky from his purse with a natural look on his face. Beef and wine, the more you drink, the better. Cheers!
She almost choked, and hurriedly stood up to put his jacket back on, saying, "Don't worry, I've lived for more than 20 years, and I've never seen a man more handsome than you."
Xinghe had no choice but to fill his glass. He clinked glasses with her again, speaking incoherently: "Drink it, don't put it down. Look at your eyes, you are... evil. Don't you want to get me drunk so you can do whatever you want to me!"
She poured a glass for each of them. "Everything will work out when the time comes. Master, don't worry." The fine porcelain clinked together. "I'll drink it. Please feel free to drink."
She poured a glass for each of them. "Everything will work out when the time comes. Master, don't worry." The fine porcelain clinked together. "I'll drink it. Please feel free to drink."
She smiled and said, "I think it's there. Anyway, there's a fire in our house." The rich in the east and the noble in the west, the humble in the south and the poor in the north, you can't get out of that circle anyway.
That's not enough, being an emperor just to establish a queen? Xinghe suddenly remembered that he should take this opportunity to get him to say something, so he asked tentatively: "Master, do you know the position of the Su family? When you become the emperor in the future, how will you deal with the Su family?"
The two of them hugged each other and walked down the wall. Dequan and several eunuchs who were waiting at the foot of the wall hurried up to greet them. Dequan almost cried when he saw his master like this - his hands were tied, the lining of his jacket was all exposed, and the wind blew the silk cotton, making him look like a refugee fleeing famine. He cried out, "My master, what are you talking about!"
He was really drunk! Where did he get the sweet-scented osmanthus wine? It was so strong! But the prince was a good drinker. Others would make trouble when they were drunk, but he would just take off his clothes.
"I will see my father the Emperor this afternoon and bring up the matter of the Queen's title."
The prince didn't know about that, he was still immersed in his imagination. What if she got drunk? Should he carry her back and put her in bed, or should he do something here first? Since she said she could drink more, there was no need to be polite, just fill her up. She was a little greedy, sipping happily, and didn't forget to greet him, "Master, drink." As she spoke, she reached out to estimate how much was left in the jar, fearing that it would not be enough for her to enjoy.
Xinghe sipped his wine and hummed, "What do you mean?"
The prince knew she was cold, so he quickly poured her a glass of wine and handed it to her, "Drink something to warm yourself up."
He sighed, "You are just too open-minded. It doesn't matter if you are virtuous or kind, as long as you know that you are a woman, and women should be shy in front of men."
Xinghe smiled, "I can drink two more cups." In fact, she didn't tell him that her nickname was the wine funnel. After returning to Beijing, her family made their own wine, and she often put the lees in her pocket as a snack. At first, her mother was very opposed to it, saying that eating too much would damage her brain and cause mistakes in the future. Her father was open-minded and told her to drink as much as she wanted. It's a good thing for a girl to know how to drink. If she meets someone with ulterior motives, it's also a skill to drink without getting drunk or falling down.
The prince's head was filled with wine, and he didn't feel any pain when he was beaten. He staggered and sat on the ground. He wanted to pour wine, but his hands were shaking and his eyes were blurry, so he couldn't see the cup clearly. He simply picked up the wine jar and drank it quickly.
Xinghe sipped his wine and hummed, "What do you mean?"
The prince said no, "I will take off my pants right here and now."
Xinghe pursed his lips and said nothing. When he went down the stairs, he supported himself from the bottom, fearing that he would fall and die. That would be a great loss for Prince Jian.
She hummed, "My mother said the same thing. She said that I ran away too quickly and my chicken ran away."
He leaned against the door frame and said sadly, "Look at that, it's a pity that the canonization of Zuo Zhaoyi was blocked. I played a supporting role, and whether You Zhaoyi can fill this vacancy depends on luck."
She sneezed twice in a row and said, "Some hair got into my nose."
The corner tower is located in the northeast corner of the East Palace, connected to a long city wall. The terrain is high, and when going up the stairs, one can only rely on the watermelon lamps of the guards on duty in the distance. One step high and one step low, and almost fell several times.
I have never seen such a woman before, the prince secretly complained, is this the difference between childhood friends and other men and women of marriageable age? When a man holds a woman's hand, shouldn't the woman be shy and evasive? But she rubbed against him and used him as a hand warmer.
Xinghe laughed, and she didn't know why she laughed. She just felt that the prince was actually a person who was hard on the outside but soft on the inside. Even if he was not so tolerant towards others, he was still very kind to her.
"Su's house..." He burped, "your house?"
"I will see my father the Emperor this afternoon and bring up the matter of the Queen's title."
Xinghe felt a little sympathetic towards him, thinking that the fact of not having an heir was his biggest problem recently. She coaxed and pulled him, "Let's go back to Chengsheng, it's too cold here, we'll freeze to death."
After all, the emperor's choice of empress is a state matter as well as a family matter. A man can't help being partial to his beloved woman. Xinghe asked, "What if the emperor resists opposition from the court and the public and insists on conferring the title of Zuo Zhaoyi?"
No matter how many years they have known each other, the differences between men and women cannot be changed. Besides, he is still interested in her, and she shows her penis to him, saying it is too long and too short, without considering his feelings at all - doesn't she know that he also has a penis, and it will grow
Finally, he arrived in front of the corner tower. He pushed the door open, took down the flint and struck a fire, lit the fire eyebrow, and lit the red candle on the lamp stand. She watched quietly on the side. There was no distinction between master and servant at this moment, as if they were just ordinary friends in private. Qing Xiaoer was not polite. Boys do more work, and girls just wait for ready-made things, because they are girls.
The prince placed the wine jar on the parapet, took off his Qinglian Yuanhu cloak and put it on her, and tied a beautiful knot at the end. She refused repeatedly, "My master, you will be cold too. This place is too high..."
She took the cup, drank it in one gulp, and smacked her lips at the end, "This wine is so sweet."
Under the night sky, the prince's face had a strange and inscrutable look. He smiled grimly, "There is no problem in this world that cannot be solved. The emperor's favor is so great that you have to live to enjoy it."
"I will see my father the Emperor this afternoon and bring up the matter of the Queen's title."
The prince sighed sincerely: "Isn't it possible that you were born into the wrong family as a man?"
Xinghe nodded, "Okay, okay."
Shameless! Xinghe blushed and tightened the belt fiercely. He picked him up and led him out of the corner tower like a prisoner and onto the city wall.
The north wind made her nose sore, and Xinghe couldn't argue, so she shrank her neck. He put on her hood casually, and the hood was covered with fox fur, and her face sank into it, as if she was hiding in the quilt. She enjoyed it comfortably, but the scent he left behind also spread up, vaguely, and went straight into her nose.
The prince said no, "I will take off my pants right here and now."
Seeing that she couldn't stop him, Xinghe couldn't laugh anymore, "Are you going to listen to me? If not, I'll beat you up!" A drunk person has no memory after waking up. She had made up her mind that if he really dared to take off his clothes, she would not be polite.
Xinghe felt a layer of goosebumps on his back, but it was only for a moment, and he accepted it calmly. In the face of life and death, no matter how high the status is, it is just a material thing. When the emperor was alive, everything was fine, but when the emperor Long Yu passed away, this life-and-death battle had to be fought.
Xinghe naturally couldn't tell the truth. In the eyes of those people, an old couple didn't choose the place and could do whatever they wanted. She made up a story, saying that the master was drunk, "He was drunk and wanted to jump off the tower. I had no choice but to bring him down like this."
Xinghe nodded, leaned a little closer, smelled the strong aroma of wine on him, and stared at him closely, "This is my family. If you become the emperor, will you kill the Su family?"
The north wind made her nose sore, and Xinghe couldn't argue, so she shrank her neck. He put on her hood casually, and the hood was covered with fox fur, and her face sank into it, as if she was hiding in the quilt. She enjoyed it comfortably, but the scent he left behind also spread up, vaguely, and went straight into her nose.
The north wind made her nose sore, and Xinghe couldn't argue, so she shrank her neck. He put on her hood casually, and the hood was covered with fox fur, and her face sank into it, as if she was hiding in the quilt. She enjoyed it comfortably, but the scent he left behind also spread up, vaguely, and went straight into her nose.
The prince placed the wine jar on the parapet, took off his Qinglian Yuanhu cloak and put it on her, and tied a beautiful knot at the end. She refused repeatedly, "My master, you will be cold too. This place is too high..."
She sniffed again and hummed, "It's out."
I didn't feel it was spicy at all. Dequan was indeed unreliable. The prince took a sip and found that although it tasted good, it had a good aftertaste. It should work. He was delighted and poured out the meat jerky from his purse with a natural look on his face. Beef and wine, the more you drink, the better. Cheers!
The drunken prince's eyes were hazy and his movements were not smooth, so he had to let her tie him up. But he was still talking, "A Bao... Niuniu... I'm so choked up, it hurts..."
She poured a glass for each of them. "Everything will work out when the time comes. Master, don't worry." The fine porcelain clinked together. "I'll drink it. Please feel free to drink."
When the cold wind blew, he seemed to understand something. She pushed him and he turned his head to look, "What's wrong?"
"Let's go then." He pointed to the corner tower in front of him. The corners and eaves were magnificent and beautiful in the dark. "We're almost there."
The prince placed the wine jar on the parapet, took off his Qinglian Yuanhu cloak and put it on her, and tied a beautiful knot at the end. She refused repeatedly, "My master, you will be cold too. This place is too high..."
The prince didn't know about that, he was still immersed in his imagination. What if she got drunk? Should he carry her back and put her in bed, or should he do something here first? Since she said she could drink more, there was no need to be polite, just fill her up. She was a little greedy, sipping happily, and didn't forget to greet him, "Master, drink." As she spoke, she reached out to estimate how much was left in the jar, fearing that it would not be enough for her to enjoy.
"I'm worried about living people." The prince propped up one leg, put his long arm on his knee, pinched the cup and turned his wrist lightly, "I am Huo Qingzhu, the dignified Prince of Dayin, how can I be inferior to others? As for you, you have a good reputation, and not many people dare to marry you, why don't you just follow me."
The prince calmed down and met her gaze, as if he was considering something, or as if he was puzzled. She supported herself with her hands and leaned forward to look at him. The prince's unclear mind became even more confused. He stammered, "Xinghe..." and sincerely placed his hands on her shoulders. Afraid that she would retreat, he used a lot of strength to hold her still, then lowered his head and kissed her hard on the mouth.
The prince tilted his head back, and the spicy feeling burned all the way down his throat. "Good wine!" He looked at her eagerly, "Xinghe, can you make it? Don't get drunk."
How could I be cold? The fire in my heart is burning so brightly that it’s about to set me on fire.
The young man was gentle and handsome, unlike those who had been in the world for many years and were tainted by the worldly atmosphere. The current prince looked spotless. Xinghe walked along and looked at him. Maybe he noticed it and felt uncomfortable. "Can't you pay attention to the road? You have to let me lead you like a blind man!"
Xinghe smiled, "I can drink two more cups." In fact, she didn't tell him that her nickname was the wine funnel. After returning to Beijing, her family made their own wine, and she often put the lees in her pocket as a snack. At first, her mother was very opposed to it, saying that eating too much would damage her brain and cause mistakes in the future. Her father was open-minded and told her to drink as much as she wanted. It's a good thing for a girl to know how to drink. If she meets someone with ulterior motives, it's also a skill to drink without getting drunk or falling down.
The prince muttered, "We are both grown up together. It's okay if you want to do that. I don't blame you."
The prince began to doubt whether the wine was mellow or not, as she had no reaction after drinking ten or so cups. Of course, he drank quite a bit himself, so he couldn't just encourage her to drink, as that would be suspicious of her forcing him to drink.