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

Ye Nanzhi looked up, and a man with a handsome face was staring at him with a smile.

"Shen Zhixian, why are you here?"

It seems that he is an acquaintance of Princess Xihe.

"Thank you, Mr. Shen." Ye Nanzhi took a few steps out of his arms.

The remaining warmth in Shen Zhixian's hands dissipated, and he felt a little disappointed in his heart.

He looked at Xi He: "Aren't you here too? How come you, Princess Xi He, can come, but I, Shen Zhixian, can't?"

The two got into a fight as soon as they met.

Not to be outdone, Xi He replied: "You are a military general, can you understand what others are saying here?"

Because of their loud voices, more and more people gathered around. Ye Nanzhi felt very uncomfortable and said: "Let's go!"

Although Shen Zhixianren was quarreling with Xihe, his attention and thoughts were always on Ye Nanzhi.

He took a step back and said, "Master, I have something else to do today, so I'll take my leave first."

Then he turned to Ye Nanzhi and said softly: "We are destined to meet this girl again."

"Bah, you're the only one who wants to eat swan meat like a toad." Xi He cursed at his back.

After getting angry, she said to Ye Nanzhi: "Don't pay attention to him when you see him in the future. This man is so arrogant because of his strong martial arts skills and having a father who is a captain."

Ye Nanzhi nodded, feeling in his heart that this really had nothing to do with her. On the contrary, Xi and Princess were like angry hedgehogs in front of that person.

Sitting in the wing by the window, you can see the literati reciting poems and writing poems to the left, and the unrestrained and unrestrained young men to the right.

Xi He poured himself a glass of wine with satisfaction and took a few sips. "Is it not bad?" she asked Ye Nanzhi.

Ye Nanzhi gave her a confused look.

"Man! Man!" Xihe jumped up dissatisfied, "Don't say that you are not at all elated when you see so many men."

"Should I have one?" Ye Nanzhi replied infuriatingly.

Xi He waved his hand and said, "Come here, call me all the most popular male servants here."

"Don't stand there, drink."

Xi He looked like he would not give up until he achieved his goal, so Ye Nanzhi had no choice but to lift the wine on the table and take a sip.

"Ahem." After one mouthful, she choked and coughed several times.

Seeing her like this, Xihe laughed and said, "This is the mildest wine in Zuihualou. If you try it again, it will be sweet."

Ye Nanzhi had no choice but to taste a few more mouthfuls. The spicy taste dissipated in her throat and she really tasted some sweetness.

When several scantily clad male servants walked in and saw Ye Nanzhi, their eyes lit up, and they consciously showed off their charm.

"Tsk, tsk, this is really the first time I've seen their peacock spread its wings." Xihe's tone was sour, but Ye Nanzhi only focused on the wine in front of him.

She thought that the clothes would look good on the man, but she always felt that something was wrong. If...Song Huaizhi wore them, they would look good.

Ye Nanzhi fell into a drunken dream just thinking about it.

"Give me."

Song Huaizhi rushed to the Zuihua Building and kicked open the door of the wing. He saw Ye Nanzhi pulling a man and peeling off his clothes.

She was drunk, but extremely lustful, "I want you...give it to me."

When the weak voice reached Song Huaizhi's ears, it completely changed.

"Brother Prince, she and I just came here to sit for a while, and we did absolutely nothing else."

Xi He was already frightened when Song Huaizhi broke into the house and hurriedly explained, but Ye Nanzhi was pulling the man's clothes aside, and her explanation was really unconvincing.

Song Huaizhi's eyes were stern, and she kicked away the man next to her, suppressing uncontrollable anger in her clear voice.

"There's no next time, or I'll break your legs."

His expression was serious, without the slightest hint of joking. Xihe was so frightened by him that he froze in place.

Ye Nanzhi was held on his shoulders and kept mumbling: "I want it."

Song Huaizhi pursed his lips straight, his whole face was full of gloom, and his cold eyes were on the man, "You'd better get away. If I see you again in the future, I will definitely skin you." Your tendons.”

He suppressed his anger with difficulty.

The air pressure in the East Palace was low, and even Caiyun lowered his head cautiously.

"No one is allowed to enter the princess's bedroom today without my order."

After giving the order, he resisted Ye Nanzhi and entered the bedroom in front of everyone. The maids all showed puzzled looks.

It was getting late, and Ye Nanzhi woke up from alcohol. It was dark in the palace, and a black figure was sitting beside the bed.

"Huaizhi." Ye Nanzhi called his name and asked doubtfully, "Why don't you hold the lamp?"

She couldn't see Song Huaizhi's face clearly in the dark, but the cold aura emanating from his body was unsettling.

Song Huaizhi did not answer her words and lit the candle on the bedside.

Through the warm yellow candlelight, Ye Nanzhi saw the faint light flashing in Song Huaizhi's eyes, which was dark and dangerous.

His dark eyes were stained with blood, like a bottomless pit that was about to swallow her up.

"Zhizhi, can we get married tomorrow?" His voice was very low, as if he was suppressing something!

Ye Nanzhi had a hesitant look on his face.

"I……"

Song Huaizhi suddenly threw her down on the bed, his voice became even lower and hoarse, "No need to answer."

He already knew the answer, but so what, Ye Nanzhi could only belong to him for the rest of his life.

"Well..." Song Huaizhi bit her lip fiercely.

"Huaizhi, me," Ye Nanzhi's voice was swallowed up by his attacks again and again.

Under the dim candlelight, Ye Nanzhi was still imprisoned by him, unable to move, his lips roaming around her body wantonly.

Ye Nanzhi's waist and abdomen were weak and her face was flushed. The initiative was completely in Song Huai's hands, and she had no right to say no.

The dress was hooked open by the sharp-jointed fingers. Ye Nanzhi was panting so hard that she felt like she was going to faint now.

Song Huaizhi put her hand on his waist and smiled coldly, "Zhizhi, feel me well."

The candlelight in the hall burned lower and lower, the spring light suddenly appeared, the room was full of beauty, and a soft call was heard.

"It hurts, slow down..."

In her sleep, Ye Nanzhi seemed to be wrapped in a pool of warm water. She opened her tired eyes with difficulty.

Hot water was sprinkled on her body. Song Huaizhi chuckled and said, "If you don't wash it, you will get sick."

Ye Nanzhi's muddy brain tried to think about the meaning of his words, but failed. He closed his eyelids and fainted completely.

When she opened her eyes again, it was already noon. Song Huaizhi's hand was pressed behind her head. She glanced sideways and saw his sharp and handsome face.

"Have you had enough sleep?" Song Huaizhi asked, stroking her long hair. He was in a much better mood than last night.

Ye Nanzhi shyly turned her back to him, and Song Huaizhi's bright eyes instantly darkened.

"Zhizhi, don't turn your back to me."

Song Huaizhi turned him around and forced Ye Nanzhi to look at him.

"Did you fail to satisfy Zhizhi last night? I thought Zhizhi would like it."

Otherwise, how could his Zhizhi be so hungry that he wanted a man who was not one ten thousandth as good as him.