The Prince's Humen's Wife

Chapter 344 Want to make more progress?There are no doors (3)
Jinniang snorted, she didn't want to quarrel with Li Chaochao at this time, if she was really nervous at this time, if Cai Muzhi knew that she was here, she didn't know what tricks she would come up with to torture herself!

Chunli opened the curtain in the corner and walked out. Naturally, people outside couldn't see the scene inside. She saw Zizhong standing outside motionless as if he was frozen, and saluted the man opposite him indifferently, "Jing Prince Wang, the second son-in-law is well."

Mu Xueyi was dressed in white like snow, the same as usual, except that there were two more blushes on her fair skin, which were even more exquisite among the colorful chrysanthemums.

The beauty of Mu Xueyi has always been unattainable and cannot be blasphemed.

Chun Li didn't dare to look directly at the man across from her.

Mu Xueyi seemed to have drank wine, his white face was flushed and charming, he smiled softly, the aroma of wine was oozing from his lips, "I came here to tell you that the poem written by the concubine has become today. The best. The imperial concubine is quite talented in literature, and I am deeply admired by this eldest son, so I am here to ask for advice."

When Mu Xueyi said the words "this son" and "the concubine", it was as if the "concubine" in those words was his woman.

Cai Muzhi turned his head mockingly, and before Chunli could speak, he provocatively said, "It turns out that Prince Jing's son wants to be the guest of honor."

Mu Xueyi looked at Cai Muzhi with a chuckle, he had drunk some wine, but he still didn't know what he was doing, so why did Cai Muzhi stop him.

The more he drank, the clearer he was on his mind, and the more impatient he wanted to see the woman in the curtain.

Mu Xueyi knew that he couldn't get her now, but there was only a curtain between them as it is now, he could rush in if he wanted, but now is not the best time.

He is a man who can endure temper and loneliness.

After waiting for the throne for so long, he gradually closed it, let alone a woman, he could afford to wait.

Mu Xueyi smiled like a flower and said, "Could it be that Mr. Cai also thinks so?"

Cai Muzhi asked back, "So what?"

He raised his eyebrows and looked at Mu Xueyi intently. For a friend with the same surname, this guest is a confidant or a friend, but for a married woman, the situation is a bit delicate.

I don't know if it's because the talented scholars and beauties of Qushui Liushang are too drunk to take care of the scene here. If you just come over and take a look, you will find that Mr. Cai, who just wrote poetry, and the well-known Prince Jing are confronting each other here.

The fiery aura was about to explode between the two of them.

Chun Li was ignored as a transparent person, and smiled helplessly, while Li Chaochao, who was sitting inside, was stared at by Jin Niang, who yawned embarrassingly, not paying attention to the conversation outside.

The question she is thinking about now is... I don't know what method Lan Lingyu will use to get Lan Zhilin to take the bait?
Jinniang hated her teeth, but she didn't dare to say anything, for fear that Cai Muzhi outside would hear the clues. While staring at Li Chaochao, she listened carefully to the conversation outside. She always felt that Mu Xueyi's attitude towards Li Chaochao was also a bit ambiguous. .

Cai Muzhi said coldly: "Why don't I compete with Crown Prince Jing first to see who can get more love from the Imperial Concubine, and let her decide who to meet?"

Mu Xueyi's eyes flashed a few cold lights, what a proud man he is, when will it be his turn to be presumptuous in front of him by an ignorant kid.

He has the whole world in his heart, and only has Li Chaochao in his eyes. Those who stand in his way will die, and those who stand in his way will die!

Mu Xueyi doesn't move Lan Lingyu now because he doesn't want to make Li Chaochao sad, but sooner or later he will never soften his heart to Lan Lingyu, let alone the younger brother of one of his staff.

"Okay." Mu Xueyi raised the corners of her mouth strangely, "How do you want to compare?"

The thought that crossed his mind was: how do you want to die?
"The poems have been compared just now, how about we compare the rhythm, and the princess will be the judge later."

Cai Muzhi turned his head and looked over through the curtain, "What does Shi Zifei think?"

Li Chaochao frowned lazily, just as he was about to say he wasn't interested, Jinniang suddenly pinched her throat and said, "Very good."

She grew up with Li Chaochao, and she was able to learn Li Chaochao's timbre to be [-]% or [-]% similar, and she only said two words, which could not make people suspicious.

Almost at the same time, Li Chaochao and Mu Xueyi frowned at the same time. The former thought that Jinniang was the rhythm of death, while the latter realized that the person who spoke was not Li Chaochao.

Mu Xueyi's obsession with Li Chaochao has been deeply rooted in her bones. Whether it's Li Chaochao's clothes, words or descriptions, they are all engraved into her heart like a brand, not to mention that the voice is completely different.

However, Cai Muzhi didn't notice anything unusual, and only looked at Mu Xueyi provocatively, "Then please, my son."

All the guests who came to participate in the Qushui Liushang brought their own musical instruments, firstly, it was convenient for display, and secondly, some people were here to fight and make friends.

Cai Muzhi took out a porcelain xun from his bosom, put it on his mouth and blew it, and there was a low and mournful tone that came out continuously, as if someone in the distance was calling sadly, shouting, it was thought-provoking but Not fascinated.

Li Chaochao raised her eyebrows, she didn't expect Cai Muzhi to be able to do this. Although she didn't know the melody, she could tell that Cai Muzhi was proficient in technique and had a sense of timbre, but he was eager to win and less indifferent.

This trick is to force Mu Xueyi to have to compete.

If Mu Xueyi is allowed to retreat, he will lose without a fight, but if he is not victorious, some people will make a fuss about it.

Li Chaochao smiled, Cai Muzhi is smarter than before, but he may not be Mu Xueyi's opponent.

Mu Xueyi's short Xiao Zaizhong... is unrivaled in Dayuan.

Speaking of which, Li Chaochao still had sex with Lan Lingyu on the wedding night in the bridal chamber to the accompaniment of the song Xiao.

The impression is not deep, a feeling that is hard to describe.

Mu Xueyi untied the shorts on his waist indifferently, and only cut in from Cai Muzhi's voice, which quickly overwhelmed his Xun color, allowing the deep and gentle voice to cut through the sky, not high-spirited but compelling, Crane has a faint murderous intent...

Li Chaochao quickly ignored the existence of Cai Muzhi, and unfolded a beautiful and obsessive picture in front of her, as if there was a man standing quietly on the rocks beaten by the waves, looking directly at her with deep and fiery eyes. Xin, took her to watch seagulls chasing, watching snowflakes flying, dancing with the wind in the canyon, and being illuminated by the bright silver light in the dark...but she still couldn't see the man's face.

It was as if she had fallen into the changing scenes and could not escape. It was a cage that would trap Li Chaochao to death.

But others can only feel the coldness and murderous intent in the sound of the flute, and the shuddering in the pores of their sweat.

Cai Muzhi began to sweat profusely. He tried to fight back, but he was still suppressed by the sound of the flute and had no way to retreat. He was gradually weakening, and his heart wrinkled with anger. He wanted to fight hard, but the breath in his body was unstable, and his mind was restrained The sound of the flute became more and more chaotic, there was a big wave in his chest, and a fishy sweetness in his throat was about to rush out.

(End of this chapter)