I started with my attitude, and then talked about my words and deeds. Yan Xitong listened very seriously, but he repeatedly warned me, with the same content. If I dared to play tricks on him, he would make me miserable.
"My lord, I think it's better to cook the rice before it's too much trouble!" When he heard that Yan Xitong was going to use a beauty trick to seduce the daughter of the right prime minister, a confidant couldn't help but
Propose a plan.
This plan seriously threatened my interests, and I immediately retorted: "That's not necessarily true. If the daughter of the right prime minister has a strong personality, it will be useless even if your prince boils raw rice into crispy rice!"
The confidant touched his nose and retracted his head.
Yan Xitong is still thinking, I'm afraid that if he really adopts that confidant's suggestion, then nothing will happen to me.
"Girls are most afraid of men using force. Even if you get her body, you can't get her heart. When that woman tells her father about your misdeeds, think about it, Prime Minister Right will still
Can I give you the military talisman?"
"You're right!" After thinking for a while, Yan Xitong became thoughtful.
The stone in my heart quietly dropped, and I quickly said: "Then why are you still standing there? Hurry up and put away that crazy expression of yours!"
Yan Xitong glared at me fiercely: "Crazy?"
I was well prepared, took out a small mirror from behind and pointed it at him: "See for yourself!"
"Your Majesty, the inn has arrived!"
Yan Xitong snatched the mirror from my hand and threw it aside. Then he slammed the bamboo hat next to me on my head: "Get out of the car!"
I scolded him more than a hundred times in my mind and slowly followed him out of the car.
Yan Xitong is also very picky about where he lives. Almost all of them are the best inns in Qi. One night here can be worth a year's worth of meat for a poor man. But for Yan Xitong, the eighth prince who spends a lot of money, this is not the case.
It's not money, it's dirt.
When I learned that Yan Xitong was also ranked eighth, I often thought that if I had the chance, I would really like to hold a vote to see if Xia Huanzhi, the eighth prince of the Xia Kingdom, is a bastard, or Yan Xitong, the eighth prince of the Yan Kingdom, is a bastard, and then
Let the two of them sit at a table and share their bastard experiences with each other.
It was already evening when we entered the inn. Tonight is the Fate-seeking Festival, a big festival in Qi State. Every year on this day, unmarried women will go out in groups, and then go to the temple to burn incense, ask for fortune-telling and worship Buddha. In the evening
At that time, he held a candle and went to the moat to put the lamp. That night, the city gate of Qi State was open all night.
I lay next to the window and watched the people passing by.
Yan Xitong leaned beside me, his beautiful fingers were like carved from fine white marble. He slowly turned the black jade finger on his thumb. The black color formed a strong contrast with the color of his fingers.
But God knows how many lives these beautiful fingers have understood.
"Why are you in a daze?" he asked lukewarmly.
"I thought of it!" I suddenly shouted.
Yan Xitong looked at me puzzled.
"Let's try it tonight and see the results of your study!"
He still didn't understand.
I explained: "Tonight is the Fate Festival, and there must be a lot of girls on the street. If you have a way to deal with them, you are not far from success!"
Yan Xitong looked back at the busy street and then at me: "Seriously?"
ps: Let’s try again!!! But I really want to know if anyone is still watching this point! If you are watching again, show your head!
