There is always wine on the table.
Xia Ziyu shook his hand and put away the lacquer-colored, gilt-cut fan that matched his outfit today, and the fan fell to the pineapple fragrant wood table with his hand.
He took the silver-white delicate wine bottle from the table, and held Shen Lianqing's chin with his other hand, making her look up at him, with her palm-sized face trapped in his palm.
Xia Ziyu turned his eyes to the jug in his hand and said in a gentle tone, "If you can drink all the wine in my hand, I will forgive you."
Ah?
A bottle of wine?
Shen Lianqing could hardly maintain the dignity on her face. This ancient wine was different from modern wine. This kind of fruit wine, which was purely brewed by adding white wine and pears, had a high alcohol content.
"Shi...Sir..."
Shen Lianqing grabbed his clothes with both hands that could still move, shook him hard and acted coquettishly, "Drink too much, Mudan will not be able to bear it."
These turtle things are super unpalatable. Even if she wants to make a living here, it means she is good at drinking, right?
What if she drank too much and got alcohol poisoning?
Does this guy have any common sense?
Xia Zi stared at her with a smile, but the words he spoke made people's hearts tremble, "How do you say that Mudan doesn't want my prince's forgiveness?"
"No...no..."
Shen Lianqing shuddered. She remembered that in the early days, the male protagonist pretended to be a libertine and many people looked down on him. Later, several princes in the court began to fight for power, and the fourth prince rose rapidly.
He gradually emerged from the water and became the sharp blade in the hands of the fourth prince. He became a powerful official who was inferior to one person and surpassed ten thousand people. He sacrificed all those who had ridiculed him in the past to his blade one by one.
Not many people know that he also climbed out of the dead.
Even though he is still wearing this layer of dissolute skin, Shen Lianqing, a woman from a brothel, does not dare to resist the eldest son of another country's prince.
All the efforts to seduce the pretentious Nacho were just based on his good temper in the past and what he heard about his temperament, and were just a slight test of his bottom line.
Shen Lianqing squeezed a handful of sweat, loosened his clothes, immediately put on a smile, held his hand holding the wine bottle, and took the initiative to put the wine bottle into his mouth.
The flask was tilted, and the faint fragrance of pear blossoms flowed into her mouth. She couldn't drink so much for a while, and the strong fragrance continued from the corner of her mouth to her collarbone, and then disappeared into her clothes.
While she swallowed, she still smiled at him, her eyes curled up, her face wary with a smile on her face, and the fawning in her eyes was obvious.
Xia Ziyu stared at her. She was clearly drinking according to his request, but for some reason, a dull breath rose in his chest and throat, making him feel inexplicably uncomfortable.
Shen Lianqing's face became increasingly red.
She blinked, her eyes blurry.
The wine bottle in his hand also obviously became lighter. Seeing that the skin on her neck was red and her chest was rising and falling abnormally, he immediately snatched the wine bottle from her hands and threw it back to the table, pinching all the strange things all over her body. Shen Lianqing, who was wearing jewelry, was pressed on the couch.
The moonlight was full, and Shen Lianqing was so dizzy that her upper eyelids almost closed with her lower eyelids. She still remembered what Xia Ziyu said.
"The prince...the prince...didn't...have a drink...finished..."
Only after drinking her money can she be forgiven——
Xia Ziyu pressed his fingers on her slightly open lips. The softness and moisture were his first touch. He looked at her blushing face, her face was like a hibiscus reflected in the morning glow,
Adam's apple rolled.
The air in the chest turned into another kind of intense and unexpressable heat.
He wanted to be impulsive, wanted to touch, wanted to tear apart everything that was in his way, and wanted to bite the back of the other person's neck like a beast.
Shen Lian's green phoenix-like eyelashes were about to fly, her long neck was slightly raised and curved in a graceful arc, and the large and small beads on her body touched her.
She uncomfortably pulled at the bracelet on her arm, the beads around her neck, and her hair, but she didn't have the strength to do it, so she could only do it over and over again.
He looked at her confused and frowned in discomfort. He grabbed her wrist with his long bony fingers and held it above her head. He leaned over and the beads fell to the ground.
The fragrant wind blows at you, the curtains are lightly covered, the brocade quilt is covered with jade and jade.
…
Xia Zi came out of the room in embarrassment.
He almost wanted to be with her...
The sweet aroma of her wine was still lingering in his mind. He touched his lips and sat down at the table.
He thought maybe Shen Lianqing was too beautiful, different from everyone he had been with before, and she was not scheming and interesting, so she would only treat him as the kind of scapegoat she usually encountered.
When you get along with her, you can see through her thoughts at a glance without any disguise.
She often follows her previous behavior towards other people, with eye contact and physical contact. She is the turmoil among all the people he chooses.
At first, he only focused on her face and brain, thinking it would be easy to fool her.
He never thought that this brainless person could use such crude means to make him have other thoughts about her.
The hair tie at the back of her head was untied, her fingers spread out and inserted into her hair, her dark eyelashes drooped, Xia Zi raised her eyebrows and felt that she had miscalculated.
His eyes were heavy, but he raised his lips and smiled emotionlessly, his face still showing the evil charm of the past.
It doesn't matter.
She's just a brothel girl, so what if he's a little interested?
He can control himself.
…
Shen Lianqing woke up again with a terrible headache. There was no trace of Xia Ziyu in the room. She covered her forehead and climbed downstairs to find the hangover soup that had been brewed all year round in Xunfang Pavilion.
She asked Axiang who was following her to pour her a bowl. After drinking it, her whole body felt warm. After a while, her head and waist no longer hurt, and her legs and feet became smoother!
congratulations.
Shen Lianqing hurried downstairs and back again. After taking a hot bath, she grabbed a box of jewels and kept counting them.
One piece, two pieces, three pieces...
Wow, this pile of valuable things can really give the workers the ultimate comfort!
She might have offended Xia Ziyu last night. Judging from the episode, she didn't know if she could still get his promise to redeem herself. She might as well earn more and sell everything to redeem herself.
After redeeming yourself, you can do the mission.
Speaking of her mission, which is neither simple nor complicated, the difficulty lies in getting out of this brothel with a lot of power behind it. The simple thing is that the mission does not require her to find a type of man and whether she wants to get married.
And kids?
Can she pick one up?
The assistant immediately stopped her from thinking about changing the situation and said, [Host, you can’t. 】
【……】
[Then, please look for anything in the mall that can help me complete the task? 】
The assistant chuckled and said, [Host, you suddenly used the word "please", which is very polite. 】
【roll. 】Can’t there be a little warmth between the two parties?
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