Seeing this, Dongfang Wuxiang shook his head helplessly, and then continued to drink.
He thought drinking would relieve his worries, but the more he drank, the more uncomfortable he felt.
His mind was full of images of Nalan Meng and Xian Wang together. Thinking of the sweet images of the two of them, his heart ached terribly.
The thought of the two of them getting married soon made his heart beat like a knife, and he felt so uncomfortable that he was about to explode.
Suddenly, he stood up and stumbled towards Nalan Meng's room.
At this time, Nalanmeng was counting his dowry.
The Nalan family didn't buy a dowry for her, so she bought some for herself.
However, due to lack of time, the dowry she purchased was not large.
But compared with ordinary people, her dowry is already huge.
At this time, I heard Zhishu's voice coming from outside, "Prince, are you drunk? It's late at night, and my princess wants to rest. Please come back tomorrow."
"You, please get out of the way, I want to see your young lady, please let me in." Dongfang Wuxiang said drunkenly.
"But the prince..."
"Forget it Zhishu, let him come in!" Nalan Meng said coldly, she wanted to see what Dongfang Wuxiang had to say.
Seeing this, Zhishu had no choice but to step aside and let Dongfang Wuxiang walk in.
Seeing Dongfang Wuxiang being so drunk, Nalan Meng said: "Zhishu, go and prepare a bowl of sobering soup for the prince."
"Yes, miss." Zhishu said and then retreated.
After she retreated, only Nalan Meng and Dongfang Wuxiang were left in the room.
Seeing Zhishu leaving, Dongfang Wuxiang suddenly walked towards Nalan Meng. He took Nalan Meng's hand and said sadly: "Meng'er, don't marry Chu Liuyun, okay? I really love you,
Can you marry me and come back to China with me?"
"Prince, you drank too much! Let me go first!" Nalan Meng said, trying to pull her hand out, but found that Dongfang Wuxiang was so strong that she couldn't pull it out at all.
There was a flash of coldness in her eyes for a moment.
Dongfang Wuxiang shook his head coldly, "No, Meng'er, if you don't marry me, I won't let you go."
With that said, he held Nalan Meng in his arms and said domineeringly: "Meng'er, I like you. You can only be my woman. I will never let you marry Chu Liuyun."
Nalan Meng stared at Dongfang Wuxiang angrily. While resisting, she said: "Prince, you'd better leave me immediately, so that I won't let you care about it for the sake of our friendship. If you go too far,
, don’t blame me for falling out!”
Dongfang Wuxiang was drunk, how could he hear these words.
He hugged Nalan Meng tightly, and then he realized that Nalan Meng's body was so soft, and she also had a faint body fragrance coming from her body.
As if he was going crazy, he suddenly hugged Nalan Meng to the bed and said, "Meng'er, I can't stand it anymore! I want you. Once you become my woman, you can only marry me, not Chu."
It’s cloudy!”
With that said, he pounced on Nalan Meng and then tore Nalan Meng's clothes.
"Stop!" At this moment, there was only a cold cry, and Sang Li quickly stepped in.
As soon as he finished speaking, the long sword in his hand was pressed against Dongfang Wuxiang's neck.
Then, he stared at Dongfang Wuxiang with splitting eyes and said angrily: "How dare you be rude to our princess, I will kill you!"
With that said, he waved the cold sword in his hand and was about to wipe Dongfang Wuxiang's neck.
When Dongfang Wuxiang saw this, he was so frightened that he suddenly woke up and froze there in horror.
Nalan Meng immediately stood up, calmly adjusted his clothes, and said: "Sang Li, forget it! He doesn't do anything to me, just let him go!"
Sang Li said angrily: "Princess, he dared to hurt you just now, how can I let it go? My duty is to protect your safety. Anyone who dares to hurt you is my enemy, and I will never let him go!"
Seeing the murderous look in Sang Li's eyes, Dongfang Wuxiang said: "Sang Li, please tell me what you have to say. What happened just now was just a misunderstanding."
"Misunderstanding? I saw with my own eyes that you were plotting evil against my princess. How dare you say it was a misunderstanding? My princess is about to get married, but you did something worse than a beast to her. You are so heartless, you deserve to die!"
Sang Li said and waved the sword in his hand angrily.
Looking at the shining sword blade, Dongfang Wuxiang's heart hung tightly.
He didn't expect that a small guard from the Nalan family would dare to put a sword on his neck!
He clenched his fists in humiliation, feeling extremely angry but unable to find the words to refute.
At this time, Nalan Meng said: "Sang Li, forget it, he is still the prince after all, put down your sword!"
"What about the prince? The Nalan family is my master. The prince is nothing in front of the princess!"
"Princess, he has teamed up with Geng Bingyan to sabotage your marriage several times before, and now he dares to bully you like this. I will never let him off lightly this time!" Sang Li said angrily.
Hearing Sang Li's words, Dongfang Wuxiang couldn't bear it anymore. He said with a livid face: "Sang Li, you are just a dog of the Nalan family. How dare you speak to me like this? Who gave you the courage!"
Nalan Meng stepped forward and stared at Dongfang Wuxiang coldly, "Prince, Sang Li is my man, please respect him!"
Seeing the coldness in Nalan Meng's eyes, Dongfang Wuxiang closed his eyes in fear.
Could it be that in Nalan Meng's eyes, he was worse than a Sang Li?
He is a noble prince, but the Nalan family has never taken him seriously. It is really humiliating for him to be considered a prince.
He said coldly: "If he hadn't disrespected me first, I wouldn't have said that to him!"
As he spoke, he suddenly raised his neck, opened his eyes as big as copper bells, and said: "Sang Li, you are a little guard, do you still want to kill me?"
Sang Li had a dark face and said coldly: "So what if I kill you? The emperor has many sons. If I kill you, someone can take your place at any time, but our Nalan family is irreplaceable. So I will give it to you today.
Even if I kill you, the Emperor won’t say anything!”
Even the emperor is a puppet supported by the Nalan family, so what does he mean to a little prince?
Hearing this, Dongfang Wuxiang felt frightened for a while.
A chill ran from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.
He thought that his status was noble and unrivaled, but now he realized that he was nothing in front of the Nalan family.
Even a small guard dared to look down on him. He gritted his teeth and clenched his hands into fists.
Seeing the humiliation in Dongfang Wuxiang's eyes, Nalan Meng said: "Sang Li, I say it again, put down the sword!"
"But the princess..."
"No but, don't you even listen to what I say?" Nalan Meng said coldly.
Seeing that the princess was angry, Sang Li could only glare at Dongfang Wuxiang hatefully and shouted: "Okay, for the sake of the princess, I will spare you this time. If you dare to do it again next time, I will not forgive you lightly!"
Let’s go!”
After saying that, he took back his sword angrily.