Unable to express the depression in his heart, he decided to step into a man's gold-selling cave, a place where people can be intoxicated and forget about the world - Yihonglou.
It wasn't until he came to Yihong Tower that he realized that the girl here was much more interesting than the eldest princess.
If he wanted them to dance, they would dance; if he wanted them to sing, they would sing.
When it comes to poetry, poetry, music, chess, calligraphy and painting, they are not inferior to those rich ladies at all.
So, he went on to buy a few days of drunkenness at Yihonglou.
When he thought that in a few days it would be the day for him to marry the eldest princess, he felt so depressed that he wished he could just get drunk and die.
"Your Majesty, you drank too much. Please drink less. I'm afraid of hurting your body." Mo Yu looked at the Crown Prince who had been drinking, and his heart tightened.
"I'm not drunk! Bring me some wine, I want to drink more!" Su Qishao said, reaching out and grabbing a small bottle of wine from the girl accompanying him.
"Your Majesty, you really can't drink anymore. Aren't you just marrying the eldest princess? She's not a tiger or a beast, why do you reject her so much?" Mo Yu said anxiously.
"Mo Yu, you don't understand, she is much scarier than tigers and wild beasts. Tigers and wild beasts don't even covet my body, but she actually... actually..."
"She actually covets your body?" Mo Yu snorted and almost laughed.
Why does the prince look so pitiful, but what he says is so funny?
When the two girls accompanying the guests heard this, they also covered their mouths and couldn't help laughing.
"Shut up! Don't even laugh, Mo Yu, prepare some pen and paper for me, I want to write a letter to Xiao Yue'er!" Su Qishao roared angrily.
"Write a letter to Xiao Yue'er?" Mo Yu's body trembled.
He was frightened when he thought of King Li's terrifying face.
"What? Is it not allowed for us to be friends? I want to write to her, and I want to see her one last time before we get married. In a few days, I will be a married man." Su Qishao said painfully.
"Your Majesty, this is not good, and what if they don't want to see you?"
"No? Xiao Yue'er won't do this to me! Get a pen and paper quickly, I want to write a letter. If she doesn't come to see me, I won't get married." Su Qishao said, he was so drunk that he fell down.
On the table.
As soon as he heard that he was not getting married, Mo Yu had no choice but to get pen and paper.
Hey, it would be a good idea to let Princess Li come and persuade the Crown Prince, so that the Crown Prince would not always fight for her.
Soon, Mo Yu found paper and pen. As soon as Su Qishao picked up the pen, he suddenly said to the two women accompanying the guests, "You two go out first!"
"Yes, Your Majesty."
After the two girls walked out, they suddenly started talking quietly in the corridor, "This Prince Su is really funny. He doesn't even want the eldest princess. If it had been any other men, they would have swarmed over him, right?"
"Prince Su is the number one scholar in martial arts, and his father is Duke Zhongyong, a minister beside the emperor. This eldest princess is just a run-down princess. What does she mean to him? He has such high standards, so it is normal for him to look down on this woman!"
"You're stupid. Do you think he doesn't marry the eldest princess because he doesn't like her? He clearly has someone in his heart. He likes that little Yue'er. Haven't you heard him talking about it every day recently? He still wants to give her a gift today.
She wrote a letter to call her here for a private meeting. Tell me, who is this little Yue'er that makes Prince Su fascinated and obsessed with him?"
"Who knows, but I also want to meet this woman. A woman that even Prince Su can't get, she must be very beautiful."