In Wannian Restaurant, in a private room on the third floor facing the window, two people were drinking together.

He drank one cup after another until he was drunk and his eyes were full of alcohol.

"Second Prince, drink less, you are already drunk."

Qiao Zhe tried to grab the wine glass from his hand, but Helian Sheng dodged him.

"Your Highness, is there anything bothering you?"

When Helian Sheng heard the word "troublesome things", the grievance that was caused by the alcohol in his head immediately overflowed.

He lay on the table, sobbing like a flute: "Qiao Zhe, if your biological mother was corrupt and perverted the law, and murdered the people, what would you do?"

"What did the Imperial Concubine do?" Qiao Zhe asked in a hoarse voice, "How much did she steal? Who did she kill?"

Helian Sheng opened his mouth and lay on the table again, sobbing louder and louder, shaking his head in a daze: "It's not her..."

"Not bad." Qiao Zhe breathed a sigh of relief. His underwear business was somewhat related to the Imperial Concubine. If something happened to the Imperial Concubine, he would not be able to rest easy. "Who are you asking for, Your Highness? Whose mother did so many immoral things?"

Helian Sheng buried his head in his arms, lying on the table, reeking of alcohol: "Woo woo..."

Qiao Zhe pushed and shoved him twice: "Second Prince, why don't you pay for the wine first?"

“Woo woo…”

"... Never mind. Please."

"Thanks."

"???"

Qiao Zhe was stunned and poked Helian Sheng with his hand: "Are you drunk or not?"

Helian Sheng's sobbing gradually stopped, and he lay down on the table obediently and fell asleep.

Qiao Zhe took the wine glass from his hand and glanced out the window: "Miss Dugu, come out."

After a while, no one appeared.

Qiao Zhe poured himself a glass of wine and said, "Miss Dugu, the Second Prince is a prince and has no control over his own affairs. He can do so much for you, so why are you dissatisfied?"

"Qiao knows that women in the martial arts world take pleasure in taking revenge, but you and the prince are in love, and you want him to remain faithful to you. Isn't that too ridiculous?"

"Oh."

A magnetic and slightly deep female voice sounded from outside the window.

Immediately afterwards, a slender and tall figure rushed into the box.

He was wearing a red suit and holding a short sword in his hand. The scabbard was black and gold, simple and mysterious.

The woman looked heroic, with bright eyes, her long hair tied up high like a man, and she was free and easy.

"Of course it's ridiculous." Dugu Yijun pulled a chair and sat down. "I am originally a man of the underworld. Freedom is my lifelong pursuit."

"After meeting him, I thought I could travel the world with him, but I found out he was just a liar!"

"If he really wanted to, he shouldn't have concealed his identity and fallen in love with me from the beginning."

Dugu Yijun's eyes were sharp, and she gnashed her teeth: "He is heartbroken, but I am not? He disturbed my mind and made it impossible for me to wander the world with peace of mind, so he is not wrong? Mr. Qiao, you are friends, so you should naturally side with him. I will not argue with you."

Qiao Zhe lowered his brows, picked up another wine glass, poured wine for her and pushed it towards her.

"It's not a good thing to torture each other. He is born in the royal family and cannot decide his own marriage."

"The best ending for you two is to separate from each other and spend your whole life reminiscing about the past."

Qiao Zhe's words were extremely clear. He glanced at Helian Sheng, whose eyelashes were trembling slightly, and then cast his gaze on Dugu Yijun.

Dugu Yijun lowered her head, poured the wine into her mouth, and said sadly: "I hate women who rely on their husbands the most in my life."

"Miss Dugu, this is one thousand taels of silver." Qiao Zhe understood what she meant, "See you in the future."

Dugu Yijun pursed her lips without even glancing at the banknote. "Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Qiao. We will part today. I wish your Highness the Second Prince great achievements and happiness in the future. Goodbye!"

Dugu Yijun came and went in a carefree manner, disappearing in a hurry.

Qiao Zhe put away the banknotes and said, "Second Prince, aren't you going to chase them?"

Helian Sheng straightened his back, propping his chin on his arm, his posture lazy but not limp, still looking drunk: "What are you chasing after? She let me go so easily! Wouldn't it be narrow-minded for me to chase after her? There are so many women in the world! Do I have to have her? What a joke!"

"Be gentle, don't break my table. It's made of sandalwood and is very expensive." Qiao Zhe reminded casually.

Helian Sheng once again lay on the table with grievance, his head still buried in his arms, and spoke in a muffled voice that was barely audible: "She is so cruel!"

Qiao Zhe didn't say much, nor did he agree. It was difficult to have both Helian Sheng and Dugu Yijun.

“Woo woo…”

Qiao Zhe: “…”

A grown man is crying like he has lost everything. Enough! Qiao Zhe was annoyed and pushed the door out of the box. Xin Qi came up to him, glanced at the door, and offered him sobering tea.

"Master, would you like to send Xin Ying's sobering soup to the Second Prince?"

"Not for now." Qiao Zhe drank the sobering soup, put his arm around Xin Qi's shoulders, and walked upstairs. "What's the origin of the girl that Han Xingzhi has been bringing around these days?"

Xin Qi raised her head and glanced at him, the peach blossom between her eyebrows was particularly beautiful: "Master, are you tired of Xin Qi?"

"I dare not." Qiao Zhe apologized hurriedly, "It is only Miss Xin Qi who is disgusted with me. I dare not be disgusted with Miss Xin Qi."

"Master has deceived many girls with his clever words!" Xin Qi pretended to be unhappy, "Master, it's not enough to have us sisters, you even want to think about the people around Mr. Han."

Qiao Zhe's mouth twitched, and he moved his hand down to hold Xin Qi's waist: "The show is over."

Xin Qi decided to stop when he saw that things were going well. He pushed the door open and invited Qiao Zhe to sit on the couch. He then sat in front of the piano and started playing the strings.

The lingering and sad piano sounds leap out smoothly, the melody flows smoothly, and it is beautiful and enchanting.

"The girl next to Master Han is called Xu Ling. She is a slave girl from the Western Regions. She came to the Central Plains with a caravan and was bought by Master Han and changed her name."

Qiao Zhe chuckled: "No, she doesn't look like a slave girl."

Xin Qi: "Xu Ling is proficient in many languages ​​and is good at business. The master has a good eye."

"Han Xingzhi got a great bargain."

"If the master feels that he has owed her, Xin Qi will take Xin Ying to find a matchmaker tomorrow and will definitely find a beautiful and talented female slave for the master, so as not to make you lose face in front of Master Han."

Qiao Zhe smiled helplessly and waved to Xin Qi. Xin Qi stopped playing the zither, walked over sullenly, and was pulled into his arms.

"Although I am not a pure and kind person, I am already content with having Xin Qi and Xin Ying. Why are you jealous?"

Xin Qi glared at him with a smile, rubbing his fingers on his chest: "Master enjoys the blessing of having many wives, and you don't allow Xin Qi to be jealous? How unreasonable!"

"Miss Xin Qi was born into a music industry. Before she met me, she had been with many men. If I get jealous, can I handle it?"

Qiao Zhe stroked Xin Qi's slender waist with his hand and kissed her forehead gently. Seeing tears in her eyes, his heart ached and he hurriedly wiped her tears.

"I didn't mean to dislike you. I just spoke hastily in a hurry. Xin Qi, don't cry. I was wrong. I was really wrong. I won't mention it again in the future."