It was snowing outside, and the white-haired man in a thin white robe sat on the ground.

Holding a guqin in his arms, the guqin emits a low sound, like an ancient river that stretches far and long, and people's hearts also drift into the distance with the sound of the qin.

"Hahaha, look at the slave I bought today, he is still a handsome and beautiful man, and he is even more beautiful than a woman."

At the other end of the shackles, a middle-aged man in his thirties put his feet on the white-haired man's body.

"Come, raise your head, and let the masters see what you look like."

The white-haired man listened to the man's words and raised his head, and a shocked face was presented in front of everyone.

It is a kind of beauty that blurs gender, the combination of a man's handsomeness and a woman's allure of the country, especially the inky eyes, the black abyss without a trace of light.

"An An...... The white-haired man's eyes were terrifying. ”

It's obviously a beautiful thing, but on the contrary, those black eyes make people feel cold in their hearts.

It's no wonder that Beichen Rongrong is afraid, normal people's eyes are composed of lenses, iris, cornea and other tissues, generally divided into black eyes on a white background, brown eyes on a white background, blue and green eyes on a white background, etc.

These are all very common eyes in medicine, even if they change, like hers, her eyes are slightly blood-red, or the purple-blue eyes of the Demon Lord Mo Chenjun.

But the white-haired man embedded in the whites of his eyes was a pair of pure black eyes, and the pupils were all black, without any brilliance.

At a glance, the whole person's soul seems to be sucked into a black hole.

In the hall on the first floor, several people were still humiliating the white-haired man in their own ways, and just as they were about to make a more excessive move, Xia Niang appeared.

"A few of you are objective, our Yueyang Pavilion is a place for drinking, and those who welcome are some literati and scholars, if a few of them are making trouble, please leave."

"Why, we spent money, what qualifications do you have to kick us out? When who is himself, the king of heaven Lao Tzu??? ”

"Hmph~ stinky, come here!"

The drunk who drank too much grabbed Xia Niang's hand and pulled it hard, and Xia Niang fell into the drunkard's arms and struggled.

"Let go of me and show some respect."

"Respect? Boss, Lao Tzu has long taken a fancy to you, you said that you are a widow and reserved, isn't it good to eat and drink spicy food with Lao Tzu. ”

As he spoke, the drunkard's big hand groped back and forth on Xia Niang's body unscrupulously.

With a bang, the anger of the old prince sitting on the second floor suddenly rushed to his heart.

Without waiting for You Changchang to open his mouth to stop him, the person had already appeared beside Xia Niang, and hit the drunk man's body with a palm, snatching Xia Niang back from the drunk's arms.

"Who, who dares to beat Lao Tzu, don't you know who Lao Tzu's father is."

"Who is your father, the old man wants to know."

The old prince's face was gloomy, and the king's anger was full of energy.

Xia Niang, who was protected behind her, had red eyes, although she had seen all kinds of people in the tavern, but she was humiliated like this today, and she couldn't hold her face, and tears fell down cracklingly.

"Can the old prince save the beauty alone?"

"Let's go check it out."

You Changchang was mainly worried that the old prince would kill those people with too heavy a shot, and it would not be good to burden Yueyang Pavilion at that time.

A few people sitting in the private room on the second floor walked down, You Changchang stroked his gray beard, and glanced at the few people who were drunk and making trouble, and their eyes were full of disdain.

Yun Qianshan looked down on the most was a drunken and immoral person, and when he came to Xia Niang's god, he wanted to say a few words of comfort, but who knew that Xia Niang threw himself into his arms when he turned around.

Yun Qianshan was a little overwhelmed, his hands were raised high, he didn't push Xia Niang away, and he didn't hold Xia Niang.

It was also a coincidence, the old prince turned around at this time and saw Xia Niang snuggling in Yun Qianshan's arms and crying.

"It has nothing to do with the old man, I didn't do anything!"

In addition to being stunned, Yun Qianshan also saw all kinds of complicated expressions of vinegar, anger, and killing intent from the eyes of the old prince.

If you can sum it up in one sentence, the old prince wants to kill people.

"The old man is innocent!"

After a thousand words wanted to explain that as soon as he came down, Xia Niang hugged him and cried, but he didn't do anything.

Yun Qianshan didn't explain, but when he explained, the old prince was even more angry, grabbing several drunk men and punching and kicking them.

The four people who were beaten could still fight back at first, but who was the old prince, he was the old generation of war gods who led the troops to fight on the battlefield.

Even if you are old, you still have the strength, and it is easy to fight four wastes.

For a whole pillar of incense, I don't know if the four middle-aged men are dead or alive, anyway, the old prince is tired.

"The four of you die far away, if Yueyang Pavilion appears again in the future, the old man will definitely want you to die without a place to be buried."

How could the man who was beaten and paralyzed on the ground have the strength to get up, and even his chin was discounted by the old prince, which shows how ruthless the old prince is and how deep the jealousy is.

In the end, the family members of the four came to Yueyang Pavilion to carry the people away, and apologized before leaving, and promised to compensate Yueyang Pavilion for all the losses.

Xia Niang had already left Yun Qianshan's embrace, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and reluctantly laughed.

"It's Xia Niang who has deviated and caused you trouble."

Xia Niang bowed towards Yun Qianshan, there was still a touch of affection hidden in the corners of her eyes, Yun Qianshan smiled awkwardly, she couldn't see it, and the angry old prince was willing to tear Yun Qianshan apart.

In this way, a twilight love that has not yet begun to confess is over.

On the carriage that left Yueyang Pavilion, Yun Anan looked at Beichen Rongrong, and the eyes of the two fell on the old prince.

Tut~

It's also pitiful!

How do you say that sentence, if you have the intention to plant flowers and flowers, you have no intention of planting willows and willows, and the old prince is destined to have no fate with Xia Niang.

"Old prince, there's nothing terrible about falling out of love, you have to stand up, you are the oldest prince in Beichen's state-owned history, can you defeat this little setback?"

Beichen Rongrong comforted the old prince's depressed mood, from the moment he left Yueyang Pavilion, the old prince didn't say a word, and he was depressed to death the whole time.

You Changchang slapped Yun Qianshan with his elbow, and motioned to Yun Qianshan to say something too, don't sit still~

The incident was caused by you, if it weren't for you, the old prince would have confessed to the boss, maybe the boss would have tried to accept the old prince.

Yun Qianshan frowned, he was also confused, who knew that Xia Niang would suddenly hug him.

Besides, Qin Shuang was the only one in his heart, and no matter how beautiful other women were, he was not uncommon.

"How old are you, you are still angry, there are not many old ladies, you have to hang yourself on the tree of Xia Niang?"

Yun Qianshan didn't open his mouth, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he sprayed the old prince's childish actions towards the purpose of the dry frame.

A Xia Niang, and not a unique person in the country, is it necessary to be so lost.

Listening to Yun Qianshan's 'persuasion', the old prince slowly raised his head and looked at him with questioning eyes.

"The old man is not unhappy because he was rejected by Xia Niang."

"Friendly reminder, old prince, you won't be rejected by Xia Niang, you don't even have a chance to speak."

The well-meaning especially long-term reminder of the difference between the two.

If the old prince and Xia Niang said that he liked it face to face, and Xia Niang rejected his mind, this is called refusal.

But the old prince didn't even say anything, this liking was stillborn, and at most it was fruitless unrequited love.

"You Changchang, you can die if you don't speak, right?"

It is impossible for this old thief to know Xia Niang's intentions for Yun Laogou, and he must be sitting and waiting to watch him make jokes.

After a glance, it was not a big deal to see the excitement, especially the long term, and the old prince's eyes looked at Yun An'an again, and called Beichen Rongrong and Yun An'an to comment.

"What point is the old man not as good as Yun Qianshan?"