After Shen Lianqing said that, she walked towards the man by the window.
The man by the window was the most outstanding among them. He had a good face.
The man likes to wear red clothes, with peonies embroidered on the collar, waist, cuffs and skirt, a butterfly jade pendant hanging from his waist, and an exquisite bone carving fan in his hand.
His black hair is shawl, his eyebrows are slanted, his long slanted eyes are slightly raised, the ends of his eyes are dyed smoky red, the bridge of his nose is high, and the tip of his nose is red after blowing the cool night breeze and drinking wine. , thin lips are raised, and the pink lips are smiling evilly above the pointed chin, showing a romantic and uninhibited look.
She looked at him and he looked at her.
The woman has a unique face. Every strand of hair is extremely delicate. Her eyebrows are neither light nor thick, and her eyes are big and charming fox eyes with long eyelashes.
Her eyes were rare and pure black, her nose, lips, and facial features were not out of place or perfect, and she also had a well-proportioned figure and a graceful posture.
As soon as she walked over, Xia Ziyu's heart couldn't help but follow her movements.
"Miss Peony? Come here."
Xia Ziyu put away her contempt, closed the folding fan in her hand with a click, and spread her slender arms, one on her knees and the other hooked on the window coffin.
He smiled and narrowed his eyes slightly. The collar on his chest was pulled up to reveal his sexy collarbone and white chest. One leg was propped up and the other was casually placed on the couch. Because the legs were too long, he wore black and white-soled boots. Still falling a little before the small stairs.
Shen Lianqing held the handkerchief, fell crookedly into Xia Ziyu's arms, and called out delicately, "Prince Xia."
When the other three people saw them like this, they all winked.
The one he is calling now is Prince Xia, and in a few days he might become Prince Yu.
They have seen too many situations where Xia Ziyu and other women ended up with the same result.
But they don't care, as long as Miss Peony still has to hang out in the brothel, they will have a chance in the future.
Besides, other people's tastes are also pretty good.
With Nephrite in her arms, Xia Ziyu put one hand around her shoulder, and the folding fan in the other hand rolled from the loosened palm to the couch. Xia Ziyu hooked the poem he had written on the table to read to Shen Lianqing, with a frivolous tone, " How about taking a look at this word?"
Shen Lianqing lowered his head and looked at it, his eyes lit up, "Whose hand did this painting come from? The texture is sparse and wild. The hooks and strokes of each word have different weights. It's like the pen moves like a dragon. At first glance, it gives me a sense of wonder. It gives people a sense of hidden depth!”
As soon as she finished speaking, several men present laughed in unison, "Hahaha!"
The man on her left, the youngest son of the Minister of Rites, named Li Mao, laughed the hardest and fell down on the table.
Shen Lianqing looked at Xia Ziyu with her big, charming eyes, confused on her face, "What's wrong? Did I say something wrong, Prince Xia?"
"Girl Peony..."
A man on her left was so impressed that he was about to explain to her when Xia Ziyu stopped him. He threw the scroll aside casually, leaned on her shoulder and pinched her fingers while laughing.
"It's okay. You are right. This word is indeed written by a famous artist. I will take you to meet him when I have time another day!"
Shen Lianqing flattered them. She was like a village woman who came from the village without any experience. She only got into this position with her good looks. She had no idea what she said wrong. When she saw her sponsor, she smiled. Of course she laughed too.
Men are so easy to coax, she just said it casually and he believed her.
"Yeah."
Several other people agreed, raised their glasses and took a sip. They hugged the women next to them, pulled them together and began to speak softly and affectionately.
Xia Ziyu sat on the couch with her hands on Shen Lianqing's shoulders, watching them drink. She didn't know when she had a carved and hollow wine glass in her hand.
The rich and fragrant loquat wine was poured into the wine glass. The almost brown wine swirled and reverberated on the silver-white wall of the glass. Xia Ziyu rubbed the wine glass with his pampered fingers. He felt relaxed and natural about his body. He raised the glass and drank it in one gulp.
After talking about the scene, it was late at night and it was time to get down to business. The other three friends touched the softness in their arms and their faces were a little red. They were not too drunk at this moment when the moon was over the willows. Still somewhat awake.
With the onset of drunkenness, the hazy moonlight, the soft fragrance in their arms, and the light red curtain, they opened the quilt and had a drunken dream with the beauty.
Several people hurriedly carried them to the pre-arranged box. Now only Xia Ziyu and Shen Lianqing were left in this room on the fourth floor that only the rich and powerful could book.
The window is wide open, and the moonlight enters the house. There are some pines, cypresses and bamboos planted in the yard, and the shadows under the moonlight are intertwined like algae.
The couch in the window was also illuminated in every detail.
The fruits and vegetables on the table were messy and the wine glasses were empty.
Xia Ziyu had well-maintained black hair. He took the long hair draped over his shoulders and gently put it back. He looked sideways at Shen Lianqing, who had been praising him when others were present. His brows were raised slightly and the corners of his lips were raised. Smiling.
"Miss Peony, will you have another drink with me?"
"Your Majesty is in high spirits, and Peony dare not disobey him." Shen Lianqing tilted her body half sideways, like a hook, and with her red armor, she picked up the small and exquisite wine pot and poured a glass of wine into his cup.
She put down the flask and wisely picked up the cup and handed it to Xia Ziyu, her eyes lingering on him, "Your Majesty, please~"
The voice is delicate and crisp, and the soft and tingling texture makes your heart melt.
Xia Ziyu was also very interested. His arm hung over her shoulders and held the wine glass in her hand. His red lips bit the edge of the wine glass.
His hand was holding her hand, and her hand was holding the wine glass. With this movement, he directly held the rim of the glass, raised his head and drank the wine she poured him. His beautiful red eyes stared straight into the whole process. Staring at her, his eyes were moving, charming and profound.
Shen Lianqing could only swallow her saliva. She finally understood why Xia Ziyu was sought after by so many people in the capital. This man was such a disaster, such a damn disaster——
"Prince~"
After the flirting between the prostitute and the brothel girl, is it time to do something else?
Shen Lianqing looked at him with expectation in her eyes.
Xia Zi Yufeng's eyes narrowed, and his slender fingers stretched out to cover her plump lips, "Don't worry, Miss Peony, we still have a long time tonight."
He changed the wine glass, poured another glass of wine, and fed it to Shen Lianqing's mouth with his own hands, "My prince has drank so much, should Miss Peony have a drink too?"
"Just treat it as a drink, huh?"
Ahhhh——
He's so good at flirting.
Shen Lianqing blushed at the sight of him and drank from the wine glass in his hand.
Xia Ziyu looked at her deeply.
The moonlight was thick outside the window. He helped the drunken Shen Lianqing into the bed where he was resting, and lowered the curtain as he passed.
ah! There are actually baby comments! I decided to add more updates on Friday.
