Chapter 46 Your baby should be like this
"Okay, I apologize. Qin'er, don't be angry anymore. Tell me quickly, how did Wang Zhiyan offend you?"
Jing Siye sighed helplessly, with a hint of pampering and flattery in his voice.
When Zhu Wenqin heard this, her eyes, which had been drooping, suddenly widened, and her body unconsciously sat up a little straighter.
"Did you really go to her place when you came back?"
Seeing this, Jing Siye raised his hand and gently scratched Zhu Wenqin's nose.
"How could I go there? She stopped me at the gate of the palace."
Zhu Wenqin then relaxed a little, put down the notebook she was reading, and lazily lay down on the recliner, supporting her head with one hand, with a cynical smile on her face.
"What? Did she complain to you? Tell me how she framed me."
Jing Siye looked at Zhu Wenqin's cute and proud appearance, and his heart softened into a pool of water.
In his eyes, his baby should be like this, unrestrained and uninhibited.
"I was just asking because I was afraid you had been wronged. Now it seems that you are in good spirits and nothing has happened to you. I am relieved now."
Zhu Wenqin was not willing to let it go so easily. He curled his lips, sat up, and said seriously:
"Aren't you afraid that she will go to the Emperor and Empress to complain? She has boasted time and again about how good the Emperor and Empress are to her. Don't you plan to please her so that she won't gossip in front of His Majesty?"
Jing Siye smiled: "This prince only knows how to please Qin'er. This prince is just afraid that Qin'er will be angry."
Zhu Wenqin raised her lips and said, "That's more like it."
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The streets of the capital are bustling with people. The sunlight shines on the bluestone paved road, casting patches of mottled light and shadows.
In this bustling downtown, a luxurious carriage slowly passed through.
"Look, that's Mr. Bai's carriage from Yuxiangyuan."
In a teahouse on the street, someone shouted something, and the people drinking tea in the teahouse were attracted by the noise. They leaned on the railings involuntarily and looked down.
"Yes, today is the birthday of Minister of Rites Wang Qi. Bai Zhuo plays the pipa so well, so he must have gone to the Minister's Mansion to entertain."
"Mr. Bai rarely goes out. It is difficult to see him on weekdays. If it were not for the invitation from the Shangshu Mansion today, he would probably not show up easily."
"That's right, Mr. Bai has always sold his art but not his body, and he is a bit arrogant. But even so, his appearance makes many men want to pay a high price to redeem him, but he remains unmoved."
Everyone was talking at once, and the sound of discussion rose one after another, and all the voices fell into the ears of a man in black brocade clothes standing nearby.
The man was originally sipping tea leisurely, but after hearing these discussions, he couldn't help but become curious. He also stood up, walked to the railing and looked down.
I saw a nanmu carriage slowly approaching from the other end of the street. There were delicate tassels hanging on the carriage, swaying gently as the carriage swayed.
Just as the carriage was slowly passing under the teahouse, suddenly, two drunken men with staggering steps rushed out from the side and blocked the way of the carriage.
The two men were disheveled and had red faces, and it was obvious that they had just come out of a tavern and reeked of alcohol.
The carriage had to stop suddenly, and the horse raised its front hooves slightly and let out a low neigh.
Seeing this, Bai Zhuo's followers immediately stepped forward and bowed slightly:
"My two lords, please make way. My master has important matters to attend to and cannot delay us."
The two drunks didn't care at all. They smiled at each other, their eyes full of mockery and insolence.
One of them staggered forward, pushed his followers away, and said in a vague but somewhat provocative voice:
"Leave? Hahahaha... Today, I want...Mr. Bai to accompany me!"
After saying that, he reached out and lifted the car curtain.
Just when his hand was about to touch the car curtain, a slender jade hand gently lifted the curtain from the inside.
Then, a man in a white robe poked his head out of the car.
The man had picturesque eyebrows and a face as cold as frost, yet he still had a temperament as gentle as jade.
He was helped out of the carriage by his servants.
The crowd watching suddenly let out a low cry of admiration.
"Mr. Bai is so beautiful..."
A young woman sighed in a low voice, her eyes full of obsession.
"That's right. Normally, we have to pay to meet each other. I am so lucky to be able to meet you here today!"
Another man echoed, his tone filled with barely concealed excitement.
"Seeing is believing. It really lives up to its reputation..."
Bai Zhuo raised his eyes slightly and glanced at the two drunkards indifferently. There was no trace of emotion in his eyes, but it made people feel an invisible oppression.
His voice was as cold as jade, with a hint of indifference:
“My two lords, if you have nothing else to do, please make way.
One of the drunkards stared blankly at Bai Zhuo's cold, jade-like face, as if his soul had been taken away.
He nodded mechanically and replied in a dry voice:
"Okay, okay, make way..."
After saying that, he moved to the side with unsteady steps, as if he had not yet recovered from the shock he had just experienced.
The other drunk raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, closed his eyes and burped loudly, and said incoherently:
"Give...give what are you giving? If you don't want it...I want it!"
His voice was a little drunken, but it was also rude and disrespectful.
After saying that, he staggered to Bai Zhuo, raised his finger, and pretended to pick his chin.
"Beauty, play with me... for a while, and if I'm happy... I'll help you redeem yourself."
The drunk's voice was frivolous and his eyes were full of greed and insolence. Before his fingers touched Bai Zhuo, the other party slightly turned his head to avoid them.
Bai Zhuo's expression remained calm, and his voice was as clear and cold as jade: "Sir, I need to go to the Shangshu Mansion. Please make way."
The drunkard raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:
"What if this... Young Master doesn't allow me to do so? What is the beauty going to do..."
As he spoke, he raised his hand again to touch Bai Zhuo's face.
Bai Zhuo frowned slightly, raised his hand and gently blocked the drunk's hand.
The drunk's hand was blocked in mid-air, and he suddenly became angry and embarrassed.
"Bah, you are such an ungrateful person..."
The drunk man spat, and the smile on his face disappeared instantly, replaced by a hideous look. He stared at Bai Zhuo and raised his voice suddenly:
"Who do you think you are? It's your blessing that I like you, don't... be ungrateful!"
After saying that, he took advantage of the alcohol and moved closer to Bai Zhuo, pretending to kiss him in the street.
At this moment, a teacup hit the drunk man's head, and then a black figure appeared in front of him.
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