Mo Ronyan thought about what he saw just now, she pinched the other woman's chin and pursed her thin lips in a cool arc.
Oh, you dare to come to Yilan Courtyard to find beauties.
If she is coaxed again, she will not be able to go to heaven.
Reaching out to pull the person into his arms, Mo Ronyan felt that all his patience in this life had been completely exhausted on this day.
He held down Su Ruotang's struggling little hand and said with a chilly tone, "Stop making trouble and go home."
Su Ruotang, who was completely drunk, was not afraid of him at all.
She opened her gleaming peach blossom eyes, and her long eyelashes were hung with little crystals, "You are cruel to me!"
Due to drunkenness, his voice was soft and hoarse.
Everyone felt even more distressed after hearing this.
Before Mo Ronyan could speak, Su Ruotang staggered forward and grabbed Mo Ronyan's collar with his weak, boneless hands. His delicate little face was full of grievances, "You scumbag, big pig's hooves!"
"The red flag does not fall down at home, but colorful flags flutter outside, what a scumbag!"
Mo Ronyan's face was expressionless, and he lowered his eyes to look at her little face that was even more charming due to anger. He used up his last bit of patience and said, "What do you want to do before you are willing to go back?"
She must never be allowed to drink in the future.
The third prince and concubine were completely unable to communicate after being drunk.
Su Ruotang burst into tears: "Scumbag! I'll tell you... hiccup... and Li... hiccup..."
The words "harmony" and "li" were scattered by belches, and no one could hear them clearly except Mo Ronyan.
Mo Ronyan gave up communicating, put his arm around the third prince's slender waist, bent down to pick her up, and strode out.
When he reached the door, he stopped and looked sideways at the steward, "Whenever she comes again, don't give her any wine."
The stewardess responded quickly: "Yes, Your Highness."
After getting on the carriage, Su Ruotang lay quietly in the man's arms without causing any further trouble.
When Mo Rongyan got out of the carriage with Su Ruotang in his arms, he considered that the third prince's concubine had not played enough of the male goblin game yet.
He used his wide sleeves to cover the face of the third prince's concubine.
So as not to wait for her to wake up and try another method.
Although her face was covered, Su Ruotang's men's clothing shocked everyone in the house who didn't know what was going on.
On the night of the second wedding day, the third prince personally carried a young man back to his residence?
A servant murmured: "Could this be the legendary male goblin that His Highness keeps outside?"
"Hiss, if you bring it back to the house openly and honestly, won't the princess make a fuss?"
"The princess is a virtuous and virtuous princess. I think not only will she not make trouble, she will also arrange the courtyard and place people well."
"Do I need to tell Master Fu?"
Fu Beixian had previously said that whoever could find out the origin of this male goblin would agree to a condition.
The boy who spoke first looked at everyone: "Do you dare to say it?"
Everyone was silent for a moment and shook their heads.
Don't dare.
"Hey, didn't I go to the toilet? Why are you here?"
"Stupid, you are sleepwalking. If I hadn't woken you up, you would have wandered onto the street."
"Brother, it turns out you can also sleepwalk."
"It's over, it's over. What's so interesting about sleepwalking? Go back to your room and sleep."
Shen Shi, who came over with the sobering soup, looked at the servants who were leaving arm in arm with a somewhat indescribable expression.
He looked up to the sky.
Well, he was sleepwalking too.
Your Highness has not left the house tonight.
Songxueyuan.
Mo Rongyan carried Su Ruotang into the main room, dragged her with one hand, took the sobering soup from Shen Shi, and said in an indifferent tone filled with chill, "Drink this."
Su Ruotang put her small hands around his neck and turned her head away in disgust, "It smells bad, so I won't drink it."
Mo Ronyan held her in his arms and sat on the imperial concubine, his patience completely exhausted.
He lowered his eyes and looked at her red lips, and took a sip first.
Shen Shi reacted instantly and exited the room.
Mo Rongyan casually placed the bowl on the low table, and pinched Su Ruotang's delicate jaw with his long, jade-like fingers.
He pointed down and used slight force to force her to open her mouth.
The next second, his cold lips covered the soft piece.
Su Ruotang was forced to open her mouth, and the bitter soup instantly spread into her mouth.
Her bright facial features immediately wrinkled up.
"so bitter......"
Mo Ronyan picked up the small bowl on the table again, held her chin, and slowly poured the sobering soup into her mouth.
Tears suddenly welled up in Su Ruotang's eyes.
It’s really hard.
With tears hanging from her long eyelashes, she glared angrily at the culprit.
She licked her lips with her pink tongue, then suddenly grabbed Mo Ronyan's collar and kissed the man's cool lips.
We must suffer together.
She can't be the only one suffering!
Mo Ronyan didn't expect her to be like this. He was caught off guard and pushed down on the couch by her.
The small bowl in his hand fell to the ground, and Gululu rolled under the table.
In an instant, the rich bitterness, mixed with the sweetness of the girl, arrogantly occupied his taste buds.
Mo Ronyan's eyes gradually darkened as he looked at the beautiful face so close at hand.
He lay on his back on the imperial concubine's couch and let Su Ruotang lie on him and nibble on him.
After a long time, he dragged the girl's soft hips, picked her up with one hand, and threw her into the bathtub behind the screen.
The bath was neither deep nor shallow. When Su Ruotang was thrown in, she was startled and sat up with a flutter.
Before she could wipe the water droplets off her face, the man's clear and chilly voice sounded in her ears, "Do the wild women outside smell good?"
Su Ruotang's confused mind slowly recalled.
The girls in Yilan Court use the best rouge and gouache, which is naturally fragrant.
At least, what she ordered was delicious.
So, she nodded honestly, her red lips overflowing with affirmative syllables, "Smells good!"
"Ha." A cold laugh came, and Su Ruotang shuddered subconsciously.
Under the influence of the sobering soup, her completely drunk brain began to work slowly.
Looking up at the man by the pool who was looking down at her, she slapped the water with her thin white hand and retorted confidently, "Don't you also have a male goblin outside?"
