Need for a Guard

"You little Qianhu, don't let go soon, do you want to commit the following crime?"

Although Yan Hong really wanted to shake off Shi Yue's arm, but he was tightening the muscles on his buttocks, fearing that he would lose a thousand miles on the spot, so he didn't dare to struggle too much. i^

Moreover, Shi Yue's palm was as hard as iron, how could he break free so easily?

Yan Hong didn't dare to move his legs between his legs. Shi Yue was like an eagle catching a chick, and forcibly carried him to the front of all the talented men and beauties, and said loudly: "All talented men, let me introduce you. This is King Fu of Hangzhou. His son, the hereditary little prince Yan Hong, the real royal family and nobles, all the talented and beautiful ladies, you should get closer to him."

call!

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help being stunned.

A pair of eyes looked up and down Yan Hong, and a sentence came out in his heart: such a prince, the real meeting is not as good as being famous!

In all fairness, Yan Hong wasn't ugly, at least he was above average, with fair skin and a weak scholarly air.

Coupled with the luxurious and bright clothes, it adds a bit of extravagance.

As far as this outfit and temperament are concerned, it completely fits the image of a dandy, and is also the most favored object of the girls in the brothel.

Such a young man is generous and spends a lot of money.

To sum it up in a simple sentence, it is 'people are stupid, rich in money, hurry up! '

But now Yan Hong's image is greatly reduced - because of eating chili and drinking too much, his face is purple, his eyes are red, his skin is oily, and he is indescribably haggard.

What's even uglier is that his mouth is swollen from the hot pepper, like the big sausage on Ouyang Feng's lips in "East and West", which is very funny.

Moreover, Yan Hong frowned, clutched his stomach, bowed his body, crossed his legs, and looked hunched and defeated, which made people feel disgusted.

The combination of all kinds of bad factors caused Yanhong's glorious image to plummet. %&*";

All the talents and beauties swear that this is definitely the most miserable prince they have ever seen, not one of them.

However, since you know that he is the king, you can't lose your courtesy, even though this prince is from Hangzhou, not from the capital.

"It turned out to be the little prince. I have long admired you! I have long admired you! Zhu Yan has been famous for a long time, and she is like a thunderbolt. Please forgive me for being rude!"

Zhu Yan's poems and etiquette heirs, how could there be any lack of etiquette?Now that he knows the identity of the other party, he can no longer turn a deaf ear and add trouble to his father.

Yan Hong really wanted to cry at this time, but in normal times, being so respected by others, he would be so happy that his ass would burst into laughter.

However, today is too special...

He was worried that as long as he relaxed a bit and greeted Zhu Yan in a serious manner, flowers would really pop out from the back of that ass.

It's just that the smell of this flower is extremely smelly, and the color is burnt yellow...

Helpless, Yan Hong couldn't even arch his hands, so he frowned, bit his pink lips tightly, and nodded slightly!

However, seeing this scene in his eyes, it really angered Zhu Yan—in Zhu Yan's eyes, Yan Hong's face was clearly dismissive, gnashing his teeth, and he was so arrogant that he didn't even talk about etiquette.

This is really unreasonable. Could it be that Yan Hong, and even King Fu, didn't put himself and his father in their eyes?

Zhu Yan's face changed drastically, she glared at Yan Hong, and snorted heavily, but kept this matter firmly in her heart, and wanted to go back and tell her father about it.

Yanhong was in unspeakable distress, and rushed to deal with the more unbearable abdominal pain.

Zheng Ruping, the daughter of Dali Temple Minister Zheng Ping, also hastily bowed to Yan Hong gently, with tenderness in her brows.

Yan Hong felt extremely uncomfortable, but he didn't even bother to nod his head. He turned a blind eye, but treated Zheng Ruping like air.

At the same time, there were some gifted scholars and beauties who came up to greet him, all wanting to make friends with Yan Hong.

Yan Hong didn't care about so much, he crossed his legs, lowered his head, pouted his buttocks, looking in a state of embarrassment...

It's just that women are the worst offenders.

If Zhu Yan was offended, he would be polite, so naturally he would not lose his status and be too entangled, but if he offended Zheng Ruping, it would be different.

Zheng Ruping stood in front of Yan Hong, pointed at Yan Hong, and said bluntly: "Is the little prince amazing? Don't you know etiquette?"

"You might as well say it bluntly, this is the capital city, under the feet of the emperor, not Hangzhou. Don't show that noble and glamorous demeanor. Others are afraid of you, but I am not afraid."

Zheng Ping, Minister of Dali Temple, is Bai Mochou's confidant, and his position is very stable. How can he be afraid of King Fu, whose power is far away in Hangzhou?

When Zheng Ruping made a move, a group of beauties gathered to attack him, pointing around him, with a look of reluctance.

Yan Hong was anxious to run out to give Gong, but how could he squeeze out?With a bitter face, he said to Shi Yue: "You little Qianhu, hurry up and protect this little king."

Shi Yue smiled helplessly, "All the beauties didn't harm the prince, where did the word "protect" come from? Besides, all the beauties just want to greet the young prince politely, but the young prince is arrogant and ignores it. I'm afraid it's not proper? If King Fu knew about it, he would be unhappy."

"Is it more than impolite?"

Zheng Ruping clenched her fists tightly, gritted her teeth and said, "It's clear that the eyes are higher than the top and treat me like duckweed. This is unfair to me and disrespectful to my father! Hmph...I will definitely report this matter to my father, It's really pissing off."

Those 'shrews' who gathered to attack were all young ladies of high families, and when they were angry, they couldn't tell the seriousness. Driven by Zheng Ruping, they accused Yan Hong repeatedly, and their menacing appearance was very frightening. It was almost time to surround Yanhong and beat him up.

Yan Hong was pointed on the nose by the pale fingers of all the beauties, but he didn't dare to struggle. In desperation, he had no choice but to cover his stomach and lift the muscles on his buttocks. ...Just let me go out, and scold me again in a while...in a while, okay? I beg... I beg you..."

The appearance of begging for perfection does not have the slightest demeanor of a prince.

"No, apologize to us immediately, otherwise we will never let you go."

The girls were reluctant to let go, and they looked like they would never let go - they were born in high-ranking officials' families, so they were naturally good at temper, and when they became domineering, it was really terrible.

Shi Yue saw Yan Hong enduring the pain of three urgencies and being attacked by all the good people, but he felt compassion - isn't it cruel to treat Yan Hong like this?

Hey... I hope you can get out of trouble!Snatching a woman from my arms, Shi Yue, I can only express sympathy for you...

"You all retreat quickly!"

Bai Su finally couldn't see it, and shouted at the girls, "The little prince has something urgent to deal with, so don't pester him."

Bai Su is the teacher of Wenxing Academy, Bai Mochou's favorite, and Shi Yue's fiancée. How many people would dare not listen to what she said?

Zheng Ruping's father is always with Bai Mochou, how dare she not give Bai Su face?

"Hmph! Since Mr. Bai said something, I'll let you off this time. If there is a next time, we will never let you off."

The arrogant women finally reluctantly gave way to Yan Hong.

Yan Hong was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, and didn't have the heart to thank Bai Su, crossed his legs, bowed his waist, and ran away in a panic.

That way of shaking his head and shaking his head, looking like a mouse-eye, is really funny!

puff!

Bai Su giggled, and then rolled Shi Yue's eyes resentfully, and said coquettishly: "Brother Shi San, how bad are you supposed to be?"