Chapter 20 It's you, you bastard
The next day.
After lunch, Song Huaixi and Zhao Fangye got on the carriage and went out.
Song Huaixi was wearing a light blue cloud-patterned jacket today, with a thick moon-white robe underneath. The sleeves and collar are trimmed with fox fur.
The weather in the capital was dry and cold, so he wore a small dark blue hat with tassels and furry balls on both ends.
The whole person looks more lively and beautiful, like a fairy child transformed from the snow lotus in the Tianshan Mountains.
Zhao Fangye was still wearing a dark-colored robe with a four-clawed golden dragon and a floral pattern embroidered on his chest.
As soon as he got on the carriage, Song Huaixi became restless. He leaned against the window, lifted the curtain and looked at the outside world curiously.
The cold wind blew in through the car window, taking away the warmth inside the car.
Zhao Fangye reached out and pulled down the curtain to block his view: "The wind is strong."
Song Huaixi is a pampered child. If she is exposed to the cold wind for a long time, she will get seriously ill when she returns home.
"Zhao Fangye, it's so cold."
Song Huaixi turned his head and looked at him. His nose was red from the wind, but his face was still filled with joy.
She came up to Zhao Fangye and put her hands in his arms, smiling slyly: "My hands are cold. Please warm them up for me."
He looked as if it was a matter of course and didn't think there was anything wrong with doing so. In his mind, he and Zhao Fangye were already very familiar with each other.
As familiar as his mother, father, brother and sister-in-law.
After glancing at him, Zhao Fangye held his hand in his palm without saying anything.
He said calmly, "Squeamish."
When they arrived at the downtown area, Zhao Fangye led him out of the carriage.
Both of them had extraordinary looks, and immediately the common people looked at them.
The expression on Zhao Fangye's face turned a little cold. He didn't like this kind of gaze. Song Huaixi was unaware and pulled Zhao Fangye towards the downtown area.
After Adjutant Sun parked the carriage, he followed them.
Along the way, Song Huaixi was like a bird flying out of a cage. I am extremely curious about everything on the street.
When he walked to the stall selling lanterns, he couldn't take his eyes off the various lively and cute lanterns.
"Zhao Fangye is so handsome." Song Huaixi pointed at a lantern that looked like a rabbit and said to him, "Like me, I am also a little rabbit."
Walking forward, Zhao Fangye's eyes rested on the cute rabbit lantern: "Are you born in the Year of the Rabbit?"
Judging from Song Huaixi's usual reactions, Zhao Fangye felt that he should be considered a puppy.
Sticky and pure.
"Shopkeeper, give me one." Zhao Fangye took out the silver and placed it on the stall owner's table.
As soon as he saw that there was a customer, the vendor quickly handed the lamp to Zhao Fangye: "Okay, sir."
Zhao Fangye didn't answer: "Give it to him."
The vendor immediately understood and handed the lamp to Song Huaixi: "Young Master, take it."
"Wow! So beautiful!"
Holding the rabbit lantern, Song Huaixi's face looked like a blooming bright firework, and suddenly came alive.
"Thank you! Zhao Fangye."
He raised the corners of his lips slightly. Even a lamp was worthy of his happiness. He really has the mentality of a child.
Suddenly I thought it would be nice to go shopping with him.
Although they said they were here to buy New Year's goods, in fact, Song Huaixi was taking Zhao Fangye out for sightseeing. Whenever I see anything delicious or fun, I go up to take a look.
Zhao Fangye followed him leisurely, holding his hand to prevent him from getting lost in the crowd. Zhao Fangye wouldn't even blink an eye as long as Song Huaixi was interested in him.
Buy them all.
This made it difficult for Adjutant Sun, who had to follow the two men carrying a bunch of miscellaneous things.
Looking at the two men's backs, Adjutant Sun was full of complaints. Why does this prince look like he’s possessed by a ghost?
It's so weird.
After strolling until the lights came on, Song Huaixi squatted on the ground and said to Zhao Fangye coquettishly: "Zhao Fangye, my feet hurt so much..."
Adjutant Sun, who was almost drowned, struggled to stick his head out from the pile of things.
"Your Majesty, I will drive the carriage over right away."
Zhao Fangye nodded at him, then picked up Song Huaixi, who was squatting on the ground, into his arms, half-carried her and walked to the pavilion to sit down.
The pavilion faces the largest brothel in the capital, Qimeng Tower.
The whole building was full of lights and colors, and there was singing and dancing. Inside, the cloud-like hair and fragrant shoulders were intertwined, and the sound of lewd music reached the ears.
"What is that place?" Song Huaixi pointed at the gorgeous and exquisite pavilion with floating gauze curtains and curiosity in his eyes.
Before Zhao Fangye could answer, he was interrupted by a frivolous voice.
"Hey! There's a little beauty here? Why haven't I seen you before?"
The man who came was dressed in a gorgeous brocade robe and had blurry eyes, with the confusion of years of indulgence in alcohol and sex, and his steps were unsteady and staggering.
Even though it is a handsome face, it makes people feel uncomfortable at this moment.
The man approached Song Huaixi with lustful eyes. All he could see was Song Huaixi, who was as shy and innocent as white jade. However, he did not notice Zhao Fangye, who was dressed in a black robe and hidden in the night, standing next to the beauty.
Seeing him approaching her, Song Huaixi was frightened by his slippery and cold eyes like a venomous snake. She grabbed Zhao Fangye's sleeve tightly and hid in his arms.
He said in a trembling voice: "Zhao Fangye..."
"Don't be afraid."
She hugged him and gently stroked his back to comfort him.
Zhao Fangye raised his eyes and glanced at the confused man. His eyes narrowed slightly, a cold light gathered in his eyes, and his clenched jaw showed coldness.
Noticing Song Huaixi's actions, the man then noticed Zhao Fangye, who was exuding a cold aura.
The chaotic mind suddenly became a little clearer.
Pointing at Zhao Fangye, he frowned and thought: "You...you are...hiss..."
He couldn't remember, so he scratched his head and paused for a moment before realizing, "Zhao Fangye! It's you, you bastard."
Zhao Jingshuo, the current crown prince.
As the crown prince, he was negligent in state affairs and only knew how to abuse power with corrupt officials. Privately, he indulged in wine, women, and other sensual pleasures. He spends all day drinking and has no restraint in his pursuit of beauty.
If it weren't for Concubine Xiao's favor, the position of crown prince would have been replaced long ago.
Looking at the man in front of him with cloudy eyes and reeking of alcohol, Zhao Fangye showed disgust on his face.
Seeing his silence, Zhao Jingshuo became even more rampant. He took a few steps closer and reached out to touch Song Huaixi.
"How can you share this kind of beauty? You are nothing but a dog under my crotch."
As he spoke, he looked back and forth at Song Huaixi with a sticky gaze, and saw a look of horror on Song Huaixi's face. The smile on his face became even more wanton.
Grabbing Zhao Fangye's sleeve, Song Huaixi felt angry and disgusted.
She was angry that he insulted Zhao Fangye, and she was also angry that he looked at her like that.
She suddenly stood up from Zhao Fangye's arms, pointed at his nose and cursed: "You are not allowed to scold him! You disgusting bad guy! Go away! Don't come over here!"
Although Song Huaixi's voice was trembling, his momentum was strong.
Seeing that he didn't feel afraid but defended himself at the first moment, Zhao Fangye raised his eyebrows in surprise.
Pulling him to sit down, Zhao Fangye's voice was calm. Reassure him: "Don't worry about it."
Zhao Fangye was too lazy to take action against people like him because he thought it was dirty.
"But!"
Song Huaixi was indignant, why wasn't Zhao Fangye angry?
"He is scolding you! How could he scold you!" Song Huaixi's chest heaved violently and he was almost crying with anger.
Zhao Fangye is such a nice person, why should we scold him?
"Ha! You are quite sharp-tongued. Wait till you fall into my hands and see if you dare to speak to me like that again."
That drunken and lustful face twisted, who the hell is he? It's just a plaything.
How dare you speak to him like that!
But there is something special about seeing him angry. Thinking of this, Zhao Jingshuo's desire became even stronger.
He approached him and suddenly reached out to grab Song Huaixi.
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