Nangong Hao laughed coldly. He didn't even bother to look at a useless woman, but the woman in front of him was not only beautiful, but also smart. The only woman like An Xiyue who could stand beside him.
An Xiyue felt fear, and her eyes flashed wildly. Didn't Jiang Shuang and Xiu'er follow them? Nangong Hao showed his true nature. She believed that he could do anything. In his previous life, he killed his father for the throne and tortured the virtuous concubine who raised him. He has no humanity. How can she pray for his release now? Live yourself.
"Your maids are very safe, don't worry, they will find you later."
Nangong Hao drank a lot of wine, but he was not very drunk. His fingers touched her smooth jade skin, and the heat from his fingertips made him feel that the woman in front of him was so real. He temporarily changed He came up with the idea that instead of giving such a beautiful body to a beggar, it would be better for him to enjoy it himself.
An Xiyue felt that Nangong Hao's face was extremely disgusting, "Nangong Yuanyi will not let you go, and the emperor will be disappointed with you. Do you think that if you marry me, my uncle's military power will only be used by you? Wrong calculation."
Nangong Hao didn't expect that An Xiyue was so transparent and smart, that she even knew exactly what he was thinking. How could he be willing to let go of such a smart woman, "If you don't marry this prince's woman, you will become my prince's woman." Whoever you marry, everyone in Kyoto will know that this prince likes you now."
An Xiyue had long known what Nangong Hao was planning when he acted in the General's Mansion, but when he said it himself, An Xiyue felt sick in his stomach.
An Xiyue's expression irritated Nangong Hao, and he grabbed her hair: "I haven't done anything to you yet, and you are so disgusting to me."
An Xiyue looked at someone coming from a distance and raised an arrogant sneer on her lips: "Nangong Hao, do you know what I need most in my life?"
Nangong Hao drank the wine, and the smell of alcohol in his mouth sprayed on An Xiyue's face. What he hated most was that An Xiyue always looked calm and indifferent. How could she be so beautiful and arrogant. A little daughter of the Marquis of Anping, her confidence comes from there.
Nangong Hao never worried about falling out of favor with the emperor, because his birth was destined that the emperor would not choose him as the crown prince. He wanted that position only because he was ruthless, so An Xiyue could not threaten him at all.
But An Xiyue suddenly said this, which still made Nangong Hao wonder, what did she mean?
It wasn't until Nangong Hao was hit by a strong wind on the back of his neck that An Xiyue said, "It's luck." It was the luck of meeting Nangong Yuanyi.
Nangong Yuanyi untied An Xiyue's acupuncture points and checked them up and down: "Why is your face so red? Have you been drinking? What does Nangong Hao want to do?"
An Xiyue kicked Nangong Hao, who had fainted, and said with a grin, "I'm lucky."
Nangong Yuanyi didn't know why, so he held An Xiyue in his arms and said, "What are you talking about?"
An Xiyue came close to his ear, and the warm gas slowly passed into his ears. Nangong Hao's eyes widened in fear, and he said angrily: "I should have struck him to death with one palm just now."
"Why didn't you tell me about such a big thing?" This was the first time Nangong Yuanyi really lost his temper with An Xiyue.
An Xiyue held back a suffocation and pouted her red lips, "I never had a chance to say it." After not seeing him for a few days, An Xiyue's face turned red. It seemed that the liquid in the glass of wine was still in her body. Could it be that the wine was The stamina is only now coming through.
