Soon walked away, and I couldn't hear Princess Cheng's nice voice.

Wen Xiang was disappointed, when she heard a sneer coming from above her head: "Is this lively and beautiful?" ”

Wen Xianghu's body was shocked, and his whole body tightened.

Patronizing and watching the excitement of others, she forgot about her own current situation!

What should I do, the prince is going to start coercing her again?

Who knew that after Song Nanzhou said this, he didn't make any other moves, went straight back to his courtyard, and didn't let anyone come in to serve. He took off the warm incense that was shivering and quiet like a chicken, didn't even look at it more, threw it on the table, and went to bed.

Wen Xiang looked at him with a confused expression.

So what does he mean exactly?

I guess what I said to her just now was right. She thought that she would suffer the ten tortures of the Manchu Qing Dynasty next, but who knew that he would let it go so lightly?

Wen Xiang, who had been entangled all night, knew what Song Nanzhou meant the next day.

At this time, she was in a state of weakness, and she really stayed up all night, she couldn't hold on, but she didn't dare to close her eyes and fall asleep, in case the prince wanted to do something inhumane to her.

Song Nanzhou, who was refreshed, took her out early in the morning, came to a restaurant that looked very tall, and entered the private room upstairs with the courteous flattery of the shopkeeper.

"It's still the old rule, two jars of top-grade fragrant snow wine?" The shopkeeper asked with a smile.

"Hmm." Song Nanzhou responded lazily.

The shopkeeper hurriedly went down to make arrangements.

Soon someone brought a snack dish, and as soon as the fragrant snow wine was opened, the aroma of the wine was overflowing.

Wen Xiang's eyes lit up, and her greedy saliva was about to flow down.

What wine!

If only I could take a sip.

Alas, she has to have a mouth to drink.

Wen Xiang is depressed and hates to hit the wall, when will this day be the end.

Song Nanzhou glanced at the blood jade wrench resting in his hand, and for some reason, he seemed to be able to sense the emotion of this wrench.

Right now, as now, it's frustrating.

He hooked his lips almost invisibly and poured himself a drink without hesitation.

Half an hour later, he got up and opened the door and walked out.

In just a few moments, a jar of wine was drunk.

Wen Xiang pouted secretly, this person must have gone out to release water.

Do you want to slip away now?

Wen Xiang raised her eyes and looked around, and was pleasantly surprised to find that she was only a finger away from the window at this time.

Aha, God help me! What are you waiting for if you don't run at this time?

Wen Xiang stiffened hard, "stood up" smoothly, and then manipulated her current "body" to roll towards the window with a rhythm that was still not very proficient.

Soon I arrived at the window, but the table top was about ten centimeters shorter than the window sill, and Wen Xiang had to let herself jump on the window sill first.

She took a breath, and after silently reciting "one, two, three-" in her heart, she jumped hard—

"Bang dang" -

She fell.

It doesn't matter, failure is success success.

She comforted herself and kept jumping.

jumped too intently, she naturally didn't notice that Song Nanzhou, who had gone and returned, was leaning against the door with his arms crossed and looking at her with a smile.

In fact, when he entered the door just now, Song Nanzhou still rubbed his eyes.

Anyone who sees a jade wrench jumping, falling, jumping and falling, a picture of perseverance jumping, and perseverance falling, will rub his eyes first.

"Brother Zigui!" A surprise call came from behind Song Nanzhou: "You are here to greet me?" Oh my God, I'm not mistaken, Brother Zigui is actually here to greet you? I'm really flattered by this! ”