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Chapter 51 The Princess of the Hall (20)

The servant put all kinds of food on the table over the bead curtain, and Nan Xing touched something next to the tea table curiously...

With a bang, the background like an ink painting was pulled up, and Nan Xing looked sideways curiously.

After the antique railings are painted with ink and wash, the field of vision is instantly widened, and the scenery on the first floor is unobstructed, especially the large stage in the middle, but there is nothing on the stage now...

Nan Xing blinked, "Brother, tell me the truth, what exactly is this place?"

Yun Beimo: "..."

Not to mention she also guessed it, this should be the legendary brothel. At first, I thought it was a relatively innovative restaurant with beautiful women to accompany it.

"Little Jiangnan, my brother just came here to listen to Qu'er or something, nothing else. Women can't get close to my brother."

If in the young man's heart, he became a womanizer, it would be too wrong. The young man was afraid that he would dislike him to death.

God is pitiful, he really just listens to Qu'er and drinks here. Those ministers and brothers misunderstand him, he doesn't care, let them say, anyway, they all know that he is greedy for pleasure and does not do serious business, but not a boy.

Nan Xing looked at his nervous look and smiled, "Brother, why are you explaining to me, I believe you."

After Nan Xing finished speaking, he got up and went to the table without caring at all, Yun Beimo was a little helpless.

If you don't explain it to her, who should you explain it to? What if she misunderstands him?

"Brother, come and have something to eat."

Knowing that this is no longer a restaurant, it is not surprising that Nanxing is full of desserts and candied fruit.

Nanxing tried a little of everything, and his favorites were probably the emerald bean cake and steamed sweet cheese, and the Yulu cake was also good, both of which were sweet.

Yun Beimo lacked interest, didn't eat anything, just accompanied her.

Nan Xing rolled his eyes mischievously and gave him a piece of bean cake, "Brother, didn't you say the food here is delicious? Why don't you eat it?"

A certain prince stared at a small piece of bean cake in the plate, and for a long while...

Under the expectant gaze of the young man, he ate it.

sweet, sweet...

Yun Beimo frowned, drinking a cup of tea to suppress the sweetness.

Seeing him like this, Nan Xing couldn't help showing a little nostalgia...

Is it a coincidence?

Or... it should be a coincidence, how is it possible? 233 said that people in a small world can only meet once.

She hadn't thought about him for a long time. A certain prince talked a lot and was annoying. How did he resemble him?

It's the same as him who doesn't like sweets, and... treats her with the same sincerity as him.

Yun Beimo, who had been relieved long ago, saw that she had been in a trance, like...

Missing someone else?

Who is she thinking about?

Does she have someone in her heart?

Thinking of this possibility, Yun Beimo felt aches and pains in his heart, and his breathing was a little difficult. Although he had eaten sweet before, he felt bitter.

The teacup was placed on the table and made a loud noise.

Nan Xing came back to his senses and saw that his face was wrong. He thought he was angry, and quickly apologized, "Brother, I won't let you eat sweets on purpose."

"Xiao Jiangnan, have you ever married a wife before?"

"Ah? No."

He didn't have a wife, but Jiang Nanxing married someone, but Nanxing didn't plan to tell him now.

The young man had never married a wife, so Yun Beimo breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Then, is there a woman he loves?"

Nan Xing almost laughed out loud and replied with a light cough, "No."

What about men?

Yun Beimo hesitated for a while, but still didn't ask, the boy was different from him, so it should be normal.

No matter whether she has someone in her heart, he can't let go now.

"Little Jiangnan, what do you want?"

Hearing his question, Nan Xing was startled, pursed his lips and lowered his eyes, and replied in a low voice, "I want rights."

Yun Beimo held the teacup tightly and asked, "...how much power?"

"I don't know, at least... it can decide the life and death of a country." For example, sending troops to attack the Chu country or something, if the Chu country is allowed to come first, it is destined to be annexed by the scumbag king and then dominate the country, so it is better to seize the opportunity.

Such a right is only...

Yun Beimo didn't answer for a long time. He was not interested in rights, and he didn't want to fight for it. His father had high expectations for him, but he didn't want to do what he wanted.

He raised his head and looked at the person opposite him tenderly.

If the boy wanted it, he went to fight for her.

"You will have everything you want."

As long as it is what she wants, he will give it to her if he has it, and grab it for her if he doesn't have it.

Nan Xing didn't understand, Yun Beimo smiled at her, "Go back."

So Nan Xing was dazzled by his smile again, and stopped thinking about those serious questions.

Going downstairs, Hua Tang was about to get close when she was frightened away by a certain prince who exuded coldness.

The proprietress flattered the guests, gave Hua Tang a blank look, and said viciously, "What have you done? Make the Third Highness hate you so much!"

"I didn't do anything." She just hooked up with the Ninth Prince.

"Humph! You will be punished to wash your clothes for a month!"

"Don't, auntie, I was wrong..." Her hands are used to play the pipa, how can she wash clothes, isn't it ugly and ugly after soaking in water for a month?

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Yun Beimo and Nan Xing just got out of Zuichunlou, and they didn't go far when they met an uninvited guest.

The man was riding a black horse and wearing a black coat. He was handsome. His eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to the old emperor, but his eyes were full of hostility.

Seeing Yun Beimo, the man raised his hand, turned over and dismounted, and the attendant who followed also stopped.

"Yo, isn't this Brother Three Emperors?" the man said with a sarcastic tone, "Is this coming out of the Zuichunlou again?"

[Mao Xue is prosperous times: As soon as he opens his mouth, he is an old yin-yang person. 】

[Mecha girl: Pfft, hahaha, old onmyoji, I laughed. 】

[Galaxy and him: Where did the little cannon fodder come from? 】

Nan Xing couldn't help laughing when he saw the barrage's complaints, didn't he?yin and yang weird.

The man saw that Yun Beimo was ignoring him, but the little scoundrel who appeared out of nowhere beside him dared to laugh at him, and his heart suddenly became angry, and his hand was already on the hilt, "Who are you? How dare you laugh at Ben Your Highness!"

Seeing that he wanted to target the boy, Yun Beimo finally glanced at him, "Brother Eighth Emperor, when were you so rude?"

"Your Highness is rude?"

"My father likes the harmony between brothers the most, but at this time you are so disrespectful to the younger brother of the nine emperors. You used to be like this to me. After all, as a brother, you can tolerate it, but the younger brother of the nine emperors is timid. If you scare him , don't blame me for telling the emperor."

Yun Beiyao was furious, "Don't you just rely on your father's love for you? You will always threaten to file a complaint! You are not ashamed! What Jiuhuang brother, this Highness does not have this brother."

Yun Beimo's tone was light, "You have the final say, Jiuhuang brother, let's go."

Before Nan Xing took a few steps, he felt hair on his back, as if he was being stared at by a poisonous snake...

The Palace of the Eighth Prince.

"Trash! It's all trash! Didn't you say dead?"

Yun Beiyao picked up the teacup on the table and smashed it.

The man in black who was kneeling on the ground immediately bleeds from his forehead, but he didn't dare to wipe it at all, and said tremblingly: "Your Highness, this subordinate doesn't know what's wrong, the ninth prince was obviously poisoned."

"I'm still alive after being poisoned? What does my Highness raise you for?"

Yun Beiyao pinched the neck of the man in black with stern eyes, the man in black turned red and did not dare to struggle, seeing that he was about to lose his breath...

A soft female voice suddenly appeared, "Your Highness, what are you doing? There is such a big fire."

The embroidered shoes crossed the threshold, passed the broken teacup, and then gently stroked Yun Beiyao's back...

Yun Beiyao's red eyes immediately recovered a little, and he waved his hand away from the man in black, "Xi'er, Jiuhuangdi he is not dead."

"What if you don't die? Let's see the situation first, maybe it's someone who can't support the wall, don't worry about it..."

The woman hugged him lightly, exhaling like blue, "His Royal Highness, the Grand Commander's Mansion is on your side, and Xi'er too..."

Yun Beiyao regained his sanity, picked up the woman and entered the interior...

"Ah~ Your Highness~"

　Little Xingxing's golden (worker) hand (tool) finger (person) is the male protagonist, the system is only support, the male protagonist's soul has a deep affection for Little Xingxing (cough, it seems like a spoiler) and has been chasing her, so don't I hate Xiaoxing for not working hard or something, after all, this is not a strong female essay

　　

　

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