Listening to these people's words, Wen Xiang had to use all her strength to restrain herself from trembling.

and Song Nanzhou's seemingly casual but actually fierce gaze also made her panic, this person will kill if she doesn't agree with her, if she is treated as a monster and gets rid of it quickly, it will not be good.

Although she has inexplicably turned into a blood jade wrench now, before figuring out how she became a blood jade wrench and how to change back, Wen Xiang doesn't want to end up in a situation where she can't even be a blood jade wrench.

Just when she was stared at by Song Nanzhou and didn't dare to come out, a group of teenagers ran over with horses and frolicking.

"Lord Shizi, you are also here to hunt today?" Someone jumped off the horse and greeted Song Nanzhou familiarly.

Wen Xiang followed the sound and looked over, this person was about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a raw oily hair and powdered face, wearing purple clothes and saffron, and a hippie smile came over.

He also saw the dying man being dragged by a horse in the hunting ground, not only did he not have the slightest fear, but asked with great interest: "Which play is this play?" ”

Song Nanzhou lazily teased his eyelids, "It's just a disobedient minion." ”

"It's still a good means for the prince." The man gave Song Nanzhou a thumbs up, "If you don't obey, you have to concoct something well." ”

Song Nanzhou sighed, leaned back in the chair as if he had no bones, and glanced at the teenagers dressed in red and green, "You are also here to hunt today?" ”

"What's the point of hunting?" The man frowned at Song Nanzhou: "If the prince has nothing else to do, it is better to play with us, and I will not disappoint you." ”

……

Song Nanzhou was disappointed Wen Xiang didn't know, but looking at the wine pool meat and forest in front of him on the open air in the blue sky and daytime, Wen Xiang wanted to cover her eyes again.

In the open woods, there are long cases, spread whole pieces of luxurious imported velvet blankets. The long table was full of wine and delicacies, and under the long table, many men and women were already hugging each other as if no one was around.

Absurd, lustful, and spicy-eyed.

The sound of the warbler is endless.

The teenagers who were carnivaling greeted Song Nanzhou one after another when they saw him.

"It's rare that the prince is willing to appreciate his face, Jiaojiao, why don't you go over and serve the prince." A drunken and red-eyed young man pushed the disheveled woman next to him, and spat at her ambiguously, "Don't you love Shiziye wholeheartedly, tsk, look at your profligate appearance, and blush, it seems that it is really - Shiziye, this little slut has loved you for a long time, and today is a coincidence, why don't Shiziye fulfill her wishes, how about accepting her?" ”

Song Nanzhou took off his robe and sat down, raised his eyes when he heard the words, glanced at the shy and timid woman with anticipation, and spit out a word unhurriedly: "Dirty." ”

Wen Xiang saw that the woman's delicate little face suddenly turned white, and it seemed that she really had some concern for this cold and murderous little brother, so she lowered her eyes, revealing a slightly injured look.

The drunken young man laughed, holding the woman beside her as if no one was rubbing the two round soft flesh on her chest, "What comes out of the workshop, unless it is a chick that has not yet budded, where is there anything clean?" Jiaojiao'er, the prince of the world is disgusted with your pair of jade arms and thousands of pillows, this half of the red lips are tasted by thousands of people. ”

As he spoke, he leaned over to kiss the woman's little mouth, and smiled vaguely: "Don't be annoyed, the prince thinks you're dirty, and I don't like you." Come, let me eat your little mouth. ”

Seeing that a restricted-level performance was about to be staged in front of her, Wen Xiang couldn't even do it without watching or listening, her face was red with embarrassment and embarrassment-

Of course, she didn't know where her face was.

It's not that the ancients were all subtle and polite, what the hell is she seeing and hearing now?

Fortunately, Song Nanzhou didn't seem to like this meeting very much, and he stood up to leave.

"Lord Shizi, why did you have to leave when you first came?" The young man who had led Song Nanzhou over before saw it with sharp eyes, and hurriedly came over and asked, "But you're bored?" ”

Although Wen Xiang didn't know what kind of prince this little brother was, these people present were not too respectful to him, let alone sincere fear, and suspected that the identity of this prince might be relatively heavy.

However, the young man in front of him seemed to be a little different, at least he paid attention to it from time to time, so that he could immediately find that the prince was not interested in it.

Song Nanzhou was really interested: "It's boring." ”

The young man who was about to push the Jiaojiao in his arms to Song Nanzhou just now raised his head from the woman's soft chest and looked at Song Nanzhou with dissatisfaction: "Brother Zigui is too disappointing. ”

It seems that today's bureau is such a gentleman's group, so he will express his dissatisfaction with Song Nanzhou's attitude.

Wen Xiang secretly guessed.

Looking at his overindulgent chick-like figure, his pale face and the dark circles under his eyes, he knew that this person must be a hungry ghost.

Song Nanzhou ignored him, brushed his sleeves and left.

……

"What the hell!" Jiang Xinghuai was so angry that he pushed away the woman in his arms, regardless of her embarrassed appearance of falling on the long case, he was still angry after thinking about it, got up and kicked the long case away, and everyone who was still loud and presumptuous stopped moving.

"Jiang Shizi is about to lose his anger, why bother to be like him." Immediately, someone stepped forward to flatter him, "Who doesn't know that he Song Nanzhou has a withdrawn and eccentric temperament, except for Tang Shaozong in Kyoto, who can play with him?" ”

"Yes, man like him, my father told me every day that I was not allowed to play with him." Another person also came over and said, "Except for being fierce and ruthless, I have no other skills." I heard that Prince Cheng wants to abolish his position as the son of the world, and wants to ask His Majesty to crown Song Nianbei as the son. ”

"Really?" Someone immediately gossiped and asked.

"Even if it's true, it's not surprising." Jiang Xinghuai said with a gloomy smile: "It's not that you don't know, he Song Nanzhou is a wild seed at all, a wild seed born from his shameless watery poplar mother and a wild man outside......

"Hehe, Jiang Shizi, don't talk about it, let's drink and drink......" Someone seemed to sense that something was wrong and wanted to divert the topic.

"What are you afraid of, then Song Nanzhou is not here, how can you ...... if you talk about it" Before the man's voice fell, suddenly a strong force came from behind him, and the force kicked him in the air and rolled twice before he landed, smashed his head on a thick tree trunk, and passed out with his eyes rolled.

Everyone who was gossiping first was startled, and when they turned around, they saw Song Nanzhou, who didn't know when he turned back again, standing behind them, his dark eyes were deep, and he pulled up the corners of his lips and smiled, but the smile was deep and evil, which made people shudder.

"Song Nanzhou, what the hell do you want to do......" Jiang Xinghuai was the first to come back to his senses, and immediately jumped to his feet and asked angrily.

Before he finished his words, the stone that Song Nanzhou was carrying in his hand smashed his head without hesitation.

Jiang Xinghuai's head was opened, and the melon seeds were suddenly bleeding, and he staggered and touched his hand, and before he even screamed, he fell to the ground softly.

"Lord Shizi, I didn't say anything just now, they were talking, I really didn't say anything, Lord Shizi!" Immediately someone begged for mercy.

Who in Kyoto doesn't know the powerful reputation of the little overlord Song Nanzhou's rampant and domineering, but there is something that provokes him, makes him unhappy, or just something he doesn't like, no matter who it is, he will be killed on the spot!

Although they are all gentlemen, to be honest, their fierceness and ruthlessness are not as good as a finger of Song Nanzhou!

They only dare to talk about Song Nanzhou's small words behind their backs on weekdays, where would they have thought that this time he would listen to it rightly.

Jiang Xinghuai is the son of the Dingguo Mansion, and his eldest sister is the current queen! Song Nanzhou opened him without saying a word, not to mention that their family background was not as good as Jiang Xinghuai's.

Wen Xiang watched this group of unscrupulous young masters and sons who were so drunk and unscrupulous that they were so frightened that they couldn't stop begging for mercy because of Song Nanzhou's ferociousness, and they were terrified for a while.

Look at the crispness of his feet, the ruthlessness of his shots, and in just two strokes, he put down two people. Especially when the stone slammed into the head of Jiang Shizi, who was overindulgent, Wen Xiang felt that his head hurt.

Once again, she was sure that this little brother was by no means a good man.

She had to run, a little farther away from this murderous little brother, a little farther away!

……

Although she clearly knew that she should stay away from the murderous little brother, for Wen Xiang, who was now a blood jade wrench, she said that it was too difficult to escape.

How to escape is a problem.

Where to flee is another question.

Of course, the most troublesome thing for Wen Xiang is whether it is possible for her to become an adult again.

If you can't be a human being anymore and will be in this state of fingers for the rest of your life, what should you do?

Wen Xiang, who was cranky all the way, followed Song Nanzhou, who beat people but had nothing to do, and returned to Prince Cheng's mansion.

Danrou, the big girl who sorted out the clothes and ornaments for Song Nanzhou in the morning, greeted her, and saw that Song Nanzhou's face was pale, and carefully served him with wide clothes, while saying: "The princess and the second master have arrived, and the prince instructed, please go to Youlanju after the prince returns to the house, and set up a banquet in Youlanju tonight, which can be regarded as the meaning of catching the wind for the princess and the second master." ”

Song Nanzhou changed into a homely dress, and was brushing off the blood jade wrench on his thumb to hand it to Danrou, and suddenly struck again.

Danrou's outstretched hands didn't wait for the blood jade wrench for a long time, and she raised her eyes to look at Song Nanzhou with some confusion.

Song Nanzhou didn't know what he was thinking, and suddenly snorted coldly from his nose, and threw the blood jade wrench finger to Dan Rou casually, "Let's put it on the desk first, and I'll talk about it when I come back." ”

Dan Rou said respectfully, and after putting the blood jade wrench finger, he sent Song Nanzhou out of the courtyard.

Wen Xiang, who was resting on the ebony table, couldn't help but exhale.

"Whew-"

Then, the nerves that had been relaxed "sighed" and tensed again.

What did she hear? She actually heard her own exhalation?

She can breathe, can she also speak?