After the banquet was dispersed, the empress called Ye Fusang to the dormitory, Ye Fusang followed the empress lazily, and as soon as she entered the room, the empress sent the little attendant who served in front of the palace, and pulled Ye Fusang to ask excitedly, "Fusang, do you really want words?" ”

"Uh......" Ye Fusang looked at the empress sluggishly, unable to believe that the empress, who was still calm before, had become like this in a blink of an eye, and pulled out his hand more and more embarrassed.

"The empress said with a smile, you also know that in that case, if you don't do this, the thirteen princes will definitely have to go and kiss."

Hearing this, a trace of disappointment passed over the empress's face, and she said some words to Ye Fusang at the banquet, and then let her leave.

Ye Fusang just walked out of the gate of the empress's bedroom, and saw Feng Yan in full costume, he didn't expect to meet Ye Fusang here, Feng Yan's face flashed a touch of unnaturalness, and saw Ye Fusang looking at him, and immediately glared at Ye Fusang fiercely, with a sense of annoyance, "Ye, Ye Fusang, I, no...... This prince, this prince tells you, don't think that if you help me, I will like you, don't dream. ”

Hearing this, Ye Fusang shook her head, and walked out directly past Feng Yan, tonight, she was tired enough and didn't want to think about anything else.

Seeing that Ye Fusang was ignoring herself, Feng Yanqiao's face turned red, and she hurriedly chased after her, shouting: "Ye Fusang, you stop!" Looking at the figure that was getting farther and farther away, Feng Yan lowered his little face and said weakly: "Damn Ye Fusang, you actually ignore this prince, you ...... You wouldn't have been like this before......"

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"Pop" A sharp voice sounded, especially abrupt in such an empty night, Styx Qiuyan gasped and shook the hand that had hit Styx Yuechen, "Rebel, didn't you see my hint?" ”

Styx Yuechen calmly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "I see." ”

"Slap" was another slap that resounded through the night, "Rebel, since I saw that you were indifferent to the old lady, the old lady gave you to the county lord to let you give the old lady a certain future, not to let you enjoy the blessings." ”

Seeing this, regardless of whether the dark moon was still there, she hugged the red lotus and kissed him on the face, and then, without any scruples, she touched the red lotus's clothes without any scruples, and the red lotus let her move out of breath, and glanced at the dark moon with a charming eye, and said softly: "The wife doesn't have to be too angry, the young man is now the county lord's side king, the royal people, how can they be as obedient as before?" ”

Hearing this, Ying Qiuyan became even more angry, and glared at Ying Yuechen hatefully, "Hmph, the royal man is just a cheap slave, and he deserves it!" ”

The hand hanging by his side was tightly clenched, it turned out that his father was such a person in the eyes of his mother, and he suddenly felt very sad, his mother, the person his father had loved all his life, was such a woman who liked the new and hated the old, and was extremely ruthless.

In an instant, an evil and charming face suddenly broke into Shen Yuechen's mind, making him stunned, Ye Fusang, could it be as ruthless and unrighteous as his mother?

No, it won't, how can a woman who is willing to carry everything for the sake of a man be? Tonight, what she had done for herself was beyond his knowledge.

"The old lady talks to you again, why are you in a daze?" Ying Qiuyan pushed Shen Yuechen hard, and then said, "The old lady asked you, at the banquet, the old lady gave you a look and told you to have a good time with the county lord, why don't you do it?" ”

"I don't want to do it." In front of her, he couldn't do the deliberate pleasing like those men.

Unexpectedly, Shen Yuechen's words got a slap again, and he was already numb, since he was born, hasn't he come so much?

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Ye Fusang was just about to turn out of the palace gate, when he saw a black figure kneeling under a willow tree by the river not far away, and the whole figure looked staggering.

Ye Fusang was confused, and finally walked towards the figure, walked in slowly, and as the distance shortened, he also heard the heart-rending vomiting sound, and the air was filled with a faint smell of wine.

Ye Fusang couldn't help frowning, she still thought he wouldn't get drunk, this man dressed in black tulle with gold trim embroidered on the cuffs of his shirt was the gorgeous and charming landlord who was full of flowers, and Lan Qian, who was still indulging/loving/sounding/erotic in the main hall tonight?

Lan Qian seemed to be almost vomiting, and he wanted to stand up with the willow tree beside him, but it was estimated that he had drunk too much, and his whole person became weak and fell forward.

Ye Fusang was startled, and hurriedly reached out to pull, but his soft body fell back into her arms with the force in her hand, so that she could only close her hands, hug his waist, and stabilize his sliding body.

Lan Qian's head was just leaning on her shoulder, and a green silk was also scattered in Ye Fusang's arms and waving waves, his face was pale, and he was a hangover at first glance, his eyes were closed at the moment, his long, curly eyelashes trembled slightly, and his lips were also blue and white, slightly open, revealing jade teeth as white as broken jade, as if he was kissing seductively.

Ye Fusang hugged the weak and boneless body in his arms, his eyes skimmed over the placket of his clothes that were open because of the pulling, and vaguely saw the red marks on his chest, and he was surprised, wasn't he the owner of the building? Who would dare to torture him like this?

"Hmm......" Lan Qian muttered in a low voice, and shrank desperately into Ye Fusang's arms, Ye Fusang took off his red robe and wrapped his body, and looked down at Lan Qian, who seemed to be asleep buried in her arms, so that he could only see his side face, still so delicate and beautiful, but the way he shrunk in her arms like this, but there was a fragile breath, and there was no slightness in his usual debauchery.

"Childe ......" Not far away, an anxious figure looked back and forth, Ye Fusang picked up Lan Qian horizontally and walked to the figure, "Are you looking for him?" ”

"Huh? Lord of Zhaoyang? The little boy was obviously stunned when he saw Ye Fusang, and then, when he saw Lan Qian who was held in Ye Fusang's arms, his eyes immediately became guarded, Ye Fusang was helpless, and he stuffed Lan Qian into the arms of the little waiter, ignoring his doubtful eyes, and left without looking back.

The two or three men seemed to be waiting in the carriage, knowing that they were not waiting to see them, and they had kept them waiting for so long!

Ye Fusang couldn't help but speed up his pace, thinking about it, he was really a nest as the county lord!!!!!! ――

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