idle mistress

Chapter 83 Taking Advantage
The person standing in front of him didn't respond for a long time, so he couldn't help calling: "Zhao Yan."

After a while, Zhao Yancai raised his head. He looked at the man in front of him, and the memories hidden deep in his heart flooded in.

The corners of his eyes gradually turned red, and he couldn't help asking: "What are you preparing for? Are you going to attack Donghu? Dad, isn't my mother a Donghu person?"

Upon hearing this, Prince Sheng couldn't help tightening his five fingers holding the cane: "Is it meaningful for you to say this now?"

"Why is it meaningless? It's because I have foreign blood that people call me a bastard. If it wasn't for concealing my foreign blood, why would you kill your wife and keep your son?"

As soon as these words came out, the air suddenly condensed.

Prince Sheng's hands couldn't help shaking. This past event that had been buried in his heart for many years, he thought that his son was still young and had long forgotten it, but he never thought that he would always hold a grudge in his heart.

He knew that if the son was sober at this moment, he would never say such things to himself.

Prince Sheng couldn't help asking: "How much wine did you drink?"

Zhao Yan didn't speak any more, just stared at him with red eyes, like staring at an enemy.

Prince Cheng took a step back, coughing lightly to cover up his panic.

"I can't talk to you now, I'll talk about it when you sober up. Someone..."

Officer Qi heard the shout, and led the two guards outside into the room.

Prince Cheng waved his hands at several people: "My son, he drank too much, help him back to the house..."

Two guards stepped forward to help Zhao Yan out of the flower hall, and he was about to walk to the right, but Prince Cheng stopped them. He glanced at his son who was not sober, and ordered: "Take him to the east. to the courtyard."

The guard got the order, turned around and led the man to the east...

Looking at his son's figure going away, Prince Cheng remembered his son's sentence of killing his wife and keeping his son, coughed violently in his chest a few times, and then tasted a fishy smell in his mouth.

Seeing that he was coughing up blood again, Steward Qi hurried forward to support him: "Your Highness..."

Prince Cheng waved his hand: "Why are you nervous, what a fuss..." After saying that, he gently wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief...

Walking outside the bedroom door, Zhao Yan pushed away the people around him: "Go away, I will go by myself."

"Master, this is the East Courtyard." The guard reminded him.

But he didn't listen at all. Seeing that the door was closed, he stretched out his hand and roughly pushed the door open, and stumbled inside.

By the light of the candle, the two guards saw someone vaguely lying in the tent inside, knowing that it was Shizi's wife, they dared not enter rashly, they looked at each other, and closed the door lightly.

The moment the door was pushed open, Xu Weiqiu had already woken up, and only Haitang would enter her bedroom at this time, so she closed her eyes and continued to pretend to be asleep.

However, the footsteps from far to near made her feel something was wrong. Just as she opened her eyes, the drooping tent was lifted up, and a tall black shadow pressed towards her.

Immediately, a strong smell of alcohol hit his forehead.

Although the light was dim, Xu Weiqiu recognized at a glance that it was Zhao Yan, and the alarm bells rang in his heart.

After a while, she felt that something was wrong. The face of the person in front of her was flushed, her eyes were blurred, and even her breath smelled of ethanol. From this, she judged that this man was drunk.

She was very puzzled, if he was drunk, he would be drunk. There are so many concubines in the palace, but he just broke into his own room. At such a critical time, he must have seen the devil.

This person is so heavy, being pressed down for one night is too much for anyone.

The man opened his eyes and glanced at her, then buried his face in her neck.

The warm breath hit her skin, his face was very hot, making her uncomfortable.

Xu Weiqiu wanted to push the man away from her body, but under the action of the medicine, she couldn't move, and she couldn't move even after a lot of effort.

Zhao Yan felt that his body was becoming hot and dry, and something was difficult to relieve.

He opened his eyes, and there was a clean and pleasant smell in his nose, and he couldn't bear it anymore and started to stick it.

Being turned over, Xu Weiqiu who was lying on the couch felt a tingling sensation in his scalp. At this moment, she had murderous intentions.

Zhao Yan saw the red mark on the top of the shoulder blade, was slightly taken aback, and then stuck it on it again.

Xu Weiqiu was in despair when his breath passed.

She finally experienced what it means to be a man-made knife, and I am a fish.

When the piercing pain came, Xu Weiqiu couldn't help laughing at himself and thought to himself, originally wanted to test whether the medicine had a numbness effect on the pain, but this time it was fine, she finally felt it personally... The experiment failed.

The first time I had sex with a man, I was at the mercy of someone without the ability to resist, and the feeling couldn't be worse.

This night left a psychological shadow in her heart, so that Xu Weiqiu was extremely repulsed by this kind of intimacy for a long time...
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The next day, Zhao Yan woke up at three poles high. Before he opened his eyes, he felt a splitting headache. He sat up with his forehead and realized that this was the bedroom in the East Courtyard. Down.

Afterwards, he saw a pool of red on the quilt, and the expression on his face became even uglier.

He has always had a good capacity for drinking, and he will never lose his mind just because of a few more drinks. There must be something in this wine. Thinking of this, his face darkened.

"Come on, come in and serve me." He was in a bad mood and raised his voice two degrees, and soon two guards and a maid came in outside the door.

Several people saw that his expression was not happy, and went up to help him change and freshen up conscientiously.

Zhao Yan glanced at the two attendants and asked, "Why did you send me here?"

The guard hurriedly replied, "It's His Highness King Sheng's order."

Hearing this, Zhao Yan's expression became even uglier when he remembered that he lost his composure in front of his father yesterday, it was all caused by the wine.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Ice Owl, there must be something wrong with the wine last night, go check it out."

"Yes!" The guard ordered, exchanged glances with Xue Ying at the side, and hurried away.

After giving the order, Zhao Yan didn't speak any more. He stretched out his hand to ask the maid to put on the brocade clothes for him. The maid straightened the skirts for her respectfully, and then bent down to put a belt on him.

Looking at the back of the maidservant, Zhao Yan frowned. He seemed to have seen the bright red imprint deep in his memory last night. It was impossible. He must have been hallucinating from drinking too much. He shook his head.

Under the influence of alcohol last night, he lost control for a moment and acted violently and recklessly. He vaguely remembered making the other party cry. Although he is a jerk, he is not a reckless man who doesn't know how to be sympathetic.

Looking at the humble maid in front of him, Zhao Yan asked, "Where is Madam?"

Haitang paused, and quickly replied: "Madam said she was not feeling well, so she went to rest in a side room."

(End of this chapter)