Quick travel: Bai Yueguang is targeted by the crazy male protagonist again

Everyone in the waterside pavilion sat around a long banquet. Ye Nanzhi's eyes rolled around. He didn't feel relieved until he saw Song Huaizhi in the corner.

"I heard that the young Marquis is very smart, why don't you come and give us a try first." After the second prince Ye Linghui finished speaking, the person opposite Ye Nanzhi stood up.

He said humbly: "I am not talented, but His Highness the Second Prince thinks so highly of me, it would be embarrassing for me."

Ye Nanzhi picked up the sweet-scented osmanthus cake on the plate and took a bite, then heard Wu Yixuan say: "There is a leaning branch outside the bamboo, thinking of a beautiful woman, the weather is cold and the sun is setting."

She suddenly looked up and saw Wu Yixuan staring directly at her, and everyone was staring at the two of them as if they were watching. Wasn't this a direct expression of his feelings to the seventh princess?

Ye Nanzhi turned his eyes in embarrassment and cast a look for help at Song Huaizhi in the corner. The next second everyone heard the sound of porcelain falling to the ground and all shifted their attention.

"Slippery hands." Song Huaizhi explained calmly.

How could Ye Linghui and others let him go so easily, "It seems that our Highness Huai also wants to show off."

According to their understanding of Song Huaizhi, he would directly face the provocation of others, and the literati they invited today would make him lose face.

Sure enough, Song Huai responded. He looked at the snowy plum trees outside the court and said, "The plum blossoms are a little less white than the snow, but the snow loses some of the fragrance of the plum blossoms."

As soon as he opened his mouth, many people present knew that they were no match for him.

However, people kept standing up to challenge him, only to make him lose face!

At the same time, Ye Nanzhi got up and left the scene.

Not long after, a palace maid leaned over and said a few words in Wu Yixuan's ear. He stood up and left. Almost as soon as he turned around to leave, Ye Nanzhi returned to the table.

All the literati at the banquet wanted to surpass Song Huaizhi, but they didn't have as much ink in their stomachs as him, but Ye Linghui's eyes were fixed on them, and they didn't dare to admit defeat even if they wanted to.

"It's not good, it's not good..."

A eunuch ran to the table and knelt down panting, finally breaking the status quo in the pavilion.

"Little Marquis, he..."

"What's wrong with Mr. Marquis?" It was about Wu Yixuan, and Ye Linghui couldn't help but become anxious.

"Little Marquis, he fell into the icy lake."

Everyone was shocked. Wasn't this ice lake already ordered to be fenced off?

Ye Nanzhi was also shocked. The place she wanted to go to was also the Ice Lake, but someone stopped her halfway. If she was the one going there, would it be...

The more she thought about it, the more scared she became. A warm palm suddenly came forward to hold her hand. She glanced sideways and saw Song Huaizhi's chin.

"Don't be afraid, I'm by your side." Song Huaizhi successfully comforted her with one sentence.

When they arrived, the guards had just fished the person out of the icy lake, but the person... was dead!

Someone died at the banquet that Ye Linghui was ordered to hold. He looked at the lifeless and pale figure on the snow and couldn't help but take a half step back.

"Steady, second brother." Ye Lingzong held his back, and he was able to stand firm.

In the winter, there was no one near the ice lake, but it was not far from the waterside pavilion. However, they actually found out after the person fell into the ice lake that the murderer must be among this group of people.

Ye Lingzong gave an order: "Come here, let me investigate. No one is allowed to leave until the murderer is found."

Snowflakes fell and covered the traces, making it even more difficult to investigate. Even after sweeping away the layer of snow on the lake, no other clues were found.

Ye Lingzong got the list of people who left the banquet midway. They were all powerful people. He suddenly focused on the name of one of them.

"Come here, arrest Shen Tianshi for this prince."

When the man heard this, he immediately cried out, "Please spare my life, Fourth Prince, I..."

"My prince has wanted you to study hard for ten years. As long as you plead guilty, I will spare the lives of your clan members, otherwise the nine clans will be implicated."

After Ye Lingzong finished speaking, Shen Tianshi knew that he was the scapegoat today, and that he was unnamed and powerless and was doomed.

"Huaizhi, you must pay attention to safety on your way back today."

Ye Nanzhi was frightened today but still cared about him. Song Huaizhi nodded and told her to rest assured.

As the carriage drove on the snowy road, the tracks suddenly became deeper.

"Your Highness, what you ordered has been completed." The man in black fell into the car quietly.

"Yes." Song Huaizhi closed his eyes and ordered, "You know what to do next, right?"

"My subordinate understands."

The story that the young prince Wu Yixuan fell into an icy lake and died soon spread among the people.

"I think Shen Tianshi is a scapegoat."

"I can't help it. Isn't he the only one here who has no power?"

……

Paper money was scattered all along the way. Mr. Wu had always had a son. Even though he wanted to tell himself that it had nothing to do with the second prince and the others, how could he not feel resentful in his heart? He was just such a son!

As soon as this incident came out, the second prince was fined and banned for a full month.

Mr. Wu Laohou spent his entire life in the military and was highly respected by the generals, so for a while the generals in the court were very critical of the second prince.

Soon it was the Lantern Festival on the 15th day of the first lunar month, the first full-moon night of the new year. The palace was bustling with activity, including lantern viewing and glutinous rice dumplings.

In the past, Song Huaizhi would be very busy on this day, but he would still find time to accompany Ye Nanzhi out of the palace to visit the lantern festival.

In the evening, after eating glutinous rice balls, Ye Nanzhi sneaked out with Caiyun. Song Huaizhi had already prepared wine and food, and even the lanterns placed on the table were made by himself.

"Huaizhi, I'm here."

The two of them had agreed long ago that they would spend the Lantern Festival together every year, and this year would be no exception.

"Wow, rabbit lantern, are you specially preparing it for me?"

Ye Nanzhi's eyes were full of joy. He scratched the tip of her nose very fondly, "Is there anyone else in my house who likes rabbits?"

She winked at him mischievously, "Maybe."

"However," Ye Nanzhi said in a different direction, "Now I am the only one who likes it!"

Caiyun and the servants in the mansion were all sent out to enjoy the lanterns. Ye Nanzhi looked at the food and wine on the table and knew at a glance that it was Song Huaizhi's handiwork.

The warm wine had a sweet fruity aroma, and Ye Nanzhi couldn't help but drink it.

Originally, he wanted to take her out for a walk, but once Ye Nanzhi got drunk, he became disowned, so Song Huaizhi had to help her back to the room.

Putting the person on the bed, Ye Nanzhi stared at him with blurred eyes.

The candlelight in the room flickered on and off, and Song Huai's Adam's apple moved slightly under his clothes. He suddenly hugged Ye Nanzhi into his arms, held her lower back, and nibbled her lips ambiguously and intimately.

The person in his arms was restless and kept pushing him away.

Song Huaizhi's strong hands trapped her in his arms, and his lips and tongue stirred even harder.

After a while, Ye Nanzhi finally stopped resisting, slowly put her hands around his neck, and responded to his kiss with the tip of her tongue.

Slowly Song Huaizhi kissed her on the bed, and he got under Ye Nanzhi. Ye Nanzhi kept asking her to take off her clothes, and soon she was left with only a thin undershirt as thin as silk, her breasts The waves ahead were turbulent, Song Huai's eyes were dark, and he leaned forward to kiss her.

His branches are soft and fragrant, which makes him addicted...