I know I was wrong

Today's feast is called Seven Hearts Banquet.

Yan Shirong didn't understand what this meant before, until Zhuo Ling Jiangyue had left, he counted on his fingers, and then he suddenly realized that the seven people present were a feast of seven hearts.

... Whoever named it is very vulgar.He had heard that there was such a banquet in the palace earlier, and he thought that there was going to be cannibalism at the banquet, but the gang who went out of the palace might laugh at him.

As soon as Princess Huifei left, two beautiful girls cried out in relief.

Yan Shirong asked, "Why are you crying?"

A beautiful girl in blue blinked her charming eyes, covered her face and said in a choked voice, "My lord, am I really that ugly?"

Even though Yan Shirong felt that he had the feeling of going to a brothel to coax a girl, he waved a folding fan cheerfully: "It's not ugly, where are you ugly? You can cry until you cry, but when you think about it, you must be more beautiful than Hua."

When Xiu Nu heard the words, she smiled softly, with snot and tears streaming down her face.Yan Shirong handed over the handkerchief, and Xiu Nu was so grateful that she didn't know what to say.

The atmosphere can be regarded as a little more harmonious.

In the past, Yan Shirong claimed to be a romantic and talented man, and he was also a person who wrote a lot. Although it was full of obscene words and songs, it was better because it was widely sung.In order to write obscene words and erotic songs so that they are not as vulgar as those written by vulgar folks in the singing and dancing workshops outside, the young prince also studied a lot of dresses and pinks in order to be closer to his daughter's thoughts.

Therefore, he chatted with the show girls about the popular makeup and powder skirt styles in Beijing, and they got along well.All the girls only feel that they have gained a lot, which is better than ten years of reading.These few of them are all well-educated and rarely go outside, and Yan Shirong is such a well-informed person...

Well, even if you only know a lot in Huajie and Liuxiang, you can be a teacher among a lot of noble girls.

When Yan Shirong got drunk, he promised to give them a few boxes of lip balm in Caiyun Pavilion, Jianchun Street, which was in short supply.

The girls are also drinking too much, presumably because they have been confined at home for a long time, and when chatting with such a lawless person, they don't care about the level of drinking.If you have wine today and are drunk today, you don't care about your fame before and after your life.

Several people drank happily, boldly uttered the truth after drinking, hiccupped and said: "My lord, please don't choose me!"

Suddenly, three girls said this.

Yan Shirong was a little puzzled: "What's the matter?"

Why is this king so popular?Yan Shirong couldn't figure it out.

A girl shyly said that she actually already had someone she liked.

Yan Shirong said that this is a good thing, he loves to be old, and the people who deal with it range from Honglian Si Lianye to apple peddlers.So he excitedly said: "Do you want me to match you up?"

The girl shook her head again and again, "He was already unhappy at this seven-heart feast, and the more you meddle, the more chaotic you become."

Yan Shirong nodded, touched his face to express his understanding, and poured his glasses to congratulate each other, which made the girl's family blush.

There are also a few girls who are ashamed that their appearance is not as good as Yan Shirong, and they are afraid that they will be hostile by the women in the capital in the future, so they put their hearts away early, "You don't know how terrible women's jealousy is! We alone can come to Qixin Banquet, I have endured the white eyes of my sisters for several days."

Yan Shirong smiled, poured wine into his mouth one mouthful at a time, but admitted the truth: "Actually, men seem to be jealous too."

The girl in green clothes earlier held the handkerchief and asked, "Why are you jealous, my lord?"

Yan Shirong raised his neck and took another sip of wine, the juice overflowed from his mouth, passed through his Adam's apple, winding all the way down, feeling a chill in his heart.He looked at the girl in Bi Yi with blurred eyes, and thought he would not be able to wait for his answer, but he heard him softly utter a word: "Yes."

The girl in Biyi fell silent, and after a while, the girls around her were all staggering.

After the banquet was over, the girls were all taken back by the mansion, but Yan Shirong's was still delayed.Yan Shirong just remembered that today they came together in Zhuo Ling's carriage, and he has already told the mansion not to come to pick him up.Just when he was thinking about whether to bother his imperial brother with a shy face, the girl in Bi Yi said: "The carriage at Minnv's house is parked at the gate of the palace. If the prince doesn't mind, you can take the carriage at Minnv's house."

Without waiting for Yan Shirong to speak, she held his hand and walked towards the palace gate step by step.

Under the night, she quietly looked at Yan Shirong's pretty face, and couldn't help but smile softly.

The prince and all the girls had been drinking at the banquet today, but fortunately she only took two sips, otherwise how could she have this opportunity to send the prince back to the mansion if she was so drunk?

"My lord, Mu Su, the daughter of the people, belongs to the Marquis of Hirado." Regardless of whether Yan Shirong was really drunk and passed out, she felt that it was necessary for her to tell Yan Shirong her name.

With a little shyness and courage to go forward, she said softly: "I like you."

Under the moonlight, her folded hands trembled slightly, and the veil was drenched with sweat.

In fact, she also threw flowers to Yan Shirong in the street, and Yan Shirong sniffed her back and said "you are so fragrant", after that, she was full of sinking.When Hirado Marquis found out about this, he punished her to kneel in the ancestral hall all night, saying how different she was from a lowly woman from a small family.

Marquis Hirado wanted her to admit her mistake, but she kowtowed to the neatly arranged memorial tablets in the ancestral hall, wanting to ask the ancestors above, if she likes it, is there any distinction between high and low?

The flower was placed in her most precious porcelain vase, the porcelain vase had a red background and white glaze, and the little vermilion on the mouth of the vase was a mistake made by the craftsman, but she liked it anyway, and always thought it looked like a little red cinnabar mole on the forehead of the Sixth Prince.After a few days, the flowers withered and were no longer fragrant. She put the dried flower slices in a sachet close to her body, always feeling like the prince was by her side.

Until two days ago, Hirado Hou said that he had taken care of Concubine Hui, and sent her to the Seven Hearts Banquet to fulfill her wish.

She was so happy that she didn't fall asleep all night, holding a white glaze bottle and muttering to herself.

She didn't dare to look up after she said the words buried deep in her heart.I don't know how long it took before Yan Shirong let out a "hmm", the alcohol dissipated slightly, and gently pushed her away, barely holding onto the wall to stabilize her body.

She knew that this was a rejection.

But she was still unwilling, and she couldn't help calling out: "My lord..."

There was a cry, which seemed extraordinarily bleak in this silent night.

Yan Shirong supported the wall and walked two steps, said: "I will delay you."

Mu Su stopped smiling, and found that her heart seemed to be torn from it, and it shattered on the sole of Yan Shirong's feet.

Yan Shirong's drinking capacity is very good, he thinks he is very good, but in fact he is half a jug down, after drinking a jug today, he can't tell the north from the south.Seeing Yan Shirong stumbled, Mu Su still stepped forward to hold his hand, pretending to be relaxed and said: "Then at least let me send you out of the palace."

Fang took two steps, Yan Shirong's wrist was pinched, before he could react, he was pushed by that person and held into his arms, and he smelled the tangy plum fragrance.

Xue Cuo stood in front of Yan Shirong calmly and said, "Thank you, Miss, let's send it here today. Xue will see you off for the rest of the way, so you don't have to worry about it anymore."

Yan Shirong couldn't open his eyes when he heard this sound, and he laughed happily: "Xue Zangyu, you've come!"

"Well, I'm here." Xue Cuo carried him on his back, and asked him in a calm voice, "Did the little prince have a good time?"

Yan Shirong's mind was confused, and he said "happy" casually, Xue Cuo frowned, and almost didn't throw him off.

Yan Shirong quickly grabbed Xue Cuo's neck, aggrieved: "I'm not happy, not happy."

Xue Cuo was startled, as if he was not very happy when he said this.

Taking advantage of the silence, Yan Shirong kept moving on Xue Cuo's back, urging him to move forward, almost dancing.Mu Su was afraid that he would fall, and stepped forward to help him, but was stopped by Xue Cuo's fierce eyes. Inexplicably, this July night made people shudder.

Mu Su didn't dare to chase anymore, so Ren Xuecuo adjusted his posture with Yan Shirong behind his back.

"Be good." Xue Cuo held the two hands that were folded under his chin, his tone was as gentle as this deep moonlight, and he didn't have the air of a commanding officer.

Send it here today to stop it.Xue Cuo said this as if there was still tomorrow.

But Mu Su knows that if you send it here today, there will be no tomorrow, and there will be no future in the future.

She looked at the backs of the two of them and gave a wry smile. She put her hands on her hands, and her eyes were full of water.

Sending Yan Shirong back to the mansion, Xue Cuo said: "Get water for him to bathe, touched so many people, he's so dirty."

When Cheng Gui heard it, he made a "puchi", knowing that his lord was obstructing the commanding officer's eyes again.

After a while, the servants came up with the bathtub, drained the water and filled it with hot air.

No matter how hot the air in the room was, it couldn't melt the chill around Xue Cuo's body, and everyone rushed out.Cheng Gui was the last one to leave. When he saw that Xue Cuo hadn't planned to leave yet, he didn't dare to ask more questions.

Yan Shirong drank a cup of hangover soup, which made him clearer, and said to Xue Cuo nervously, "I'm going to take a bath."

Xue Cuo hummed, turned around and went out.

Yan Shirong didn't care about other things, she took off her clothes and entered the bathtub, the water temperature was suitable and the spices were fragrant.The glass bowl was filled with fragrant flower bath beans, Yan Shirong picked it up casually, and the evenly ground bath bean powder stuck between his fingers.

Cheng Gui is used to being refined, and he is very good at taking care of food and daily life.This bath bean is made according to the ancient method, which is made by mixing the seventeen flavors of fragrant flowers and medicinal materials with pearl jade chips, and the materials are carefully selected.

Suddenly there was the sound of footsteps, Yan Shirong thought it was Chenggui who came, so he said, "You don't need to wait here."

The man kept walking, the curtains overlapped, revealing a corner of ink, and he stood beside the bathtub.

Yan Shirong turned his head hesitantly, and was immediately dumbfounded—Xue Cuo stood behind blankly!

He just heard him cry out in surprise, and straightened forward, before standing still, water drops fell from his white body, and the petals were still stained on his body.Yan Shirong's chest heaved violently, he couldn't figure out what Xue Cuo meant for a moment, he took a breath, and sank back into the bathtub with a "crash", the water was gurgling with bubbles.

Xue Cuo: "... come out."

After Yan Shirong was six years old, he didn't take a bath with Xue Cuo's bare buttocks again. He was still shameless when he was visiting brothels in the middle of the capital, but he suddenly became ashamed in front of Xue Cuo.Xue Cuo snorted coldly, pulled him out, dipped some bean powder in the bath and rubbed it on his shoulders.

It turned out that this person helped him to bathe... Yan Shirong was very embarrassed, "I'll do it, I'll do it."

Xue Cuo said coldly, "You can't wash it clean." He grabbed a lot of fine powder and poured it on his arms, rubbing his palms vigorously.

Although the tiny particles were smeared on Yan Shirong's arms, they seemed to rub into his heart, which made him feel distracted.

"How did the princess choose?"

"It's okay—ah!" As soon as Xue Cuo opened his mouth, Xue Cuo exerted strength, Yan Shirong's arm hurt, and he turned his head to see that his entire upper arm was rubbed red by Xue Cuo.

Yan Shirong looked at Xue Cuo inexplicably, his pupils cut water, he felt aggrieved, his long eyelashes stained with mist and moisture trembled slightly, and his red lips were slightly pursed, showing a beautiful arc.

Xue Cuo let out a heavy breath: "You don't want to marry the princess."

When Yan Shirong heard that Xue Cuo didn't allow him to ask for a wife, he was a little happy for a while, but he couldn't tell what he meant, so he said: "Xue Cuo, you can't see my kindness."

Xue Cuo's tone was vicious: "Yes, I just can't see you well."

Although his tone was fierce, his hands were much gentler.But after a while, Xue Cuo let him go, pushed aside the curtain, opened the door, and left without looking back.

Yan Shirong thought that he was just holding a thin Ge towel and came back in a blink of an eye, but he didn't see Xue Cuo coming back after silently counting to ten.

Give him some time, so he silently counted to ten again.

Xue Cuo didn't come back until the water was cold.

Xue!

措！

go!

Now!

Yan Shirong's smile froze on his lips.

How can there be such a person?How could anyone do such a boring thing?

Give people a bath and wash half away?

What will he do?

He felt that he might not be awake yet, and secretly warned himself not to think wildly.

Xue Cuo just really felt that he couldn't take a clean bath by himself, so he came over to help him.

It's really just that.

?

Yan Shirong didn't want to think about it any more, so he slapped his hand heavily on the water surface in anger, and the water splashed everywhere.

The water was cold, but his body warmed up, Yan Shirong stared at the thing rising from the water and became irritable.

"Xue! Zang! Yu!" Yan Shirong gritted his teeth, but the movements of his hands were soothing, and his heart was soft.

I can't see you too.

he thinks.

The author has something to say: Yesterday I saw a lot of bubbling little angels, I was so happy.

Thank you for your support!Go around in circles!

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