Chapter 47: Beat the Prince
Seeing this scene, Chu Xuanchen was stunned.
He had never seen her look like this, it was so attractive.
This kind of chic and wanton, free and easy, is something he has never seen before.
He didn't expect that she could also write poetry, and she could write so well.
A trace of doubt suddenly appeared in his eyes, Yun Ruoyue didn't know anything before, she couldn't write poetry at all, how could she write poetry in a blink of an eye?
At this time, Feng'er looked at Yun Ruoyue worriedly: "Niangniang, why did you take off your shoes, if you let the prince see you like this, he will definitely be angry." ”
"The old lady doesn't care about him, the old lady takes it off if she likes it, and she wears it if she loves it, and it's about him?" Yun Ruoyue said drunkly.
"But Niangniang, weren't you most afraid of the prince talking about you before?"
"That was before, it was before, it was now, Yun Ruoyue liked him before, for him to have no self-esteem and practice himself, now Yun Ruoyue has changed, she will never die for a man, let alone live for others, only for herself." After Yun Ruoyue finished speaking, she raised her head and took another sip of wine.
"Wonderful, wonderful!" Not far away, a silver-white figure walked out.
Chu Xuanchen clapped his hands and walked over step by step.
Yun Ruoyue was frightened by this sound, the soles of her feet stumbled, and she fell to the ground suddenly, breaking her ass into four petals.
She squinted her eyes and saw that under the shadow of the moon, Chu Xuanchen was wearing a silver-white brocade robe and was walking towards her coldly.
His dress is always meticulous, noble and gorgeous, he wears a jade belt around his waist, wears a jade crown on his head, a black green silk is pulled up, some hang down, the face is handsome and unparalleled, like a craftsman carefully carved, the axe is sharpened, ingenious and heavenly, so beautiful that people and gods are angry, and the heavens are angry and resentful.
The breeze lifted his silver-white robe, his white robe was fluttering, his aura was extraordinary, and the silver robe was shining, like broken gold in the sky, looming, magnificent.
When the girls saw Chu Xuanchen, they were all so frightened that they woke up instantly, and they quickly knelt on the ground, "See the prince." ”
Yun Ruoyue was still drunk, she wasn't awake at all.
She saw the girls kneeling down and glared at them, "Who is he?" What do you kneel? Get up, don't kneel to him. ”
"Niangniang, he is the prince, come, you quickly put on your shoes." Feng'er hurriedly found shoes and wanted to put them on for Yun Ruoyue.
Who knew that Yun Ruoyue snatched the shoes and threw them at Chu Xuanchen: "What bullshit prince?" I don't know, what are you afraid of him doing, get up? ”
After speaking, she threw it hard, and the two shoes were thrown on Chu Xuanchen's body with a "snap".
His face instantly darkened.
"Yun Ruoyue, are you looking for death?" Chu Xuanchen pinched a shoe and was about to throw it away, but found that the shoe actually had a fragrance of fat powder, and it didn't smell at all.
He always thought that women's shoes would smell the same as men's.
Unexpectedly, Yun Ruoyue's was fragrant.
Feng'er saw that the prince was about to be angry, and knew how ruthless the prince was to the princess.
Quickly knelt at his feet and cried: "Please calm your anger, my mother is drunk." ”
The drunk lady is bold enough to dare to hit the prince with her shoes, which is different from the only promise she saw the prince before, and the prince will definitely be angry.
Chu Xuanchen originally wanted to cure Yun Ruoyue for the crime of drunkenness, but found that there was no such rule in the palace, and there was no rule that the princess could not drink.
He saw that Yun Ruoyue was smiling so happily just now, his eyebrows and eyes suddenly turned cold, he stepped forward, pinched Yun Ruoyue's chin, and said in a deep voice: "Who let you drink here?" As a princess, her behavior is not dignified at all, she is crazy, and she makes the palace a miasma, what does it look like? ”