The hand inside her clothes roamed freely. As Wei Hanzhang struggled, she tore the wound on her arm that had not yet healed. She finally burst into tears from the pain and couldn't hold back any longer, sobbing loudly: "Xiao Boqian, you bastard."

She had never cried like this before. She didn't care about her manners at all. Her bare face was covered with tear marks. Her eyelids and nose were red. She cried so pitifully.

The fierce man stopped his action without knowing when, pulled his hand out of his collar, pulled off the clothes on her right arm, looked at her carefully for a while, reached out and pinched her chin and lifted it up: "Don't cry."

Wei Hanzhang was sobbing and gasping for air, but he kept saying, "You bastard!"

"I'm an asshole?" Xiao Junzhan lowered his head and kissed her lips hard, sealing her sobbing voice. He kissed her until she was almost out of control before letting go. Looking at the pitiful girl who could only let him do whatever he wanted, he asked in a hoarse voice, "How can I be an asshole like you? When you transfer your affection to others, why don't you think about how much of an asshole you are?"

"You only know how to bully me, why can't I empathize with others!" Wei Hanzhang glared at him while crying: "Xiao Boqian, I hate you for doing this."

The girl's eyes were red, as if she was complaining or aggrieved. Xiao Junzhan looked into her eyes, and his slender finger bones slowly moved down from her jawbone inch by inch. "You only know how to bully you? Do you know what bullying means?"

His eyes followed the finger bones to see the girl's body with her clothes untied. He slowly tore off the last layer of clothes, and without hesitation, his palm covered the trembling snow mountain. Wei Hanzhang froze for a moment, and his tears flowed even more violently.

Unlike the loud crying just now, she was sobbing now, like a child who had been wronged but had no way to retaliate.

His force was much lighter than before. His lips fell on her red eyes. He tasted the salty tears. After a slight pause, he said softly, "Why are you crying? Does it really hurt?"

But he was obviously very careful about his behavior.

She didn't say anything, as if she had cried so much that she had no strength to resist. Her red eyes were slightly closed and she was sobbing.

Xiao Junzhan frowned slightly, suspecting that he had really been cruel. He lowered his eyes and inspected her naked upper body bit by bit.

His eyes finally fell on her chin, where there was a clear fingerprint.

He watched quietly for a long time, and subconsciously raised his wrist to rub it for her, but in the end he just got up from her.

Wei Hanzhang felt that he could finally catch his breath, and hurriedly sat up, put his arms to cover his chest, and shrank into the corner.

Like a frightened little animal.

He clearly never intended to scare her.

But she was frightened by him.

Xiao Junzhan felt a chill in his heart. He stood there for a long time, then turned around and walked out of the tent.

As soon as the people left, the girl on the couch let down her guard. The moment her shoulders relaxed, tears began to fall again.

…She is in so much pain.

The places where he rubbed hurt, my eyes hurt from crying, and all my internal organs hurt.

The most painful part is the heart.

How could he bully her like this?

How could he really call her cousin to serve him in the account?

After kissing Jiang Zhixue, he came to kiss her again.

Wei Hanzhang sniffed and raised his hand to wipe his tears.

…………

On the arena, all the ministers were feasting.

The brave soldiers took turns to perform horse riding, archery, wrestling, and all kinds of martial arts were used in battle.

At this time, a young man was dancing with a sword in the middle of the arena. The ministers were chatting and laughing among themselves, drinking a few cups from time to time, and very few people were watching. Suddenly, a passionate sound of piano, accompanied by drum beats, rang out, and everyone subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound.

A girl in a blue and white brocade cloak sat among the other women, strumming the harp with her bare hands. On her wide sleeves were luxurious crabapple blossoms, making her slender fingers look even whiter and more translucent. Her long black hair was tied into a bun, her lips were red, her teeth were white, her eyebrows and eyes were like jade. In the paddock where the autumn wind was blowing, she looked stunningly beautiful.

——I don’t know whose noble lady was holding the zither and performing boldly in such a scene.

Several ministers who were closer couldn't help but ponder inwardly.

As expected, those who are observant have noticed the clues about the recent discord between His Highness and the daughter of the Wei family.

Why didn’t they think of it!

What a great opportunity! Once the autumn hunt is over, it will be difficult to show up in front of His Highness.

Xiao Junzhan, who was sitting at the head of the table, was absent-minded the whole night. He drank all the toasts from the ministers without refusing them. He had been looking down with his eyes cast aside, wondering what he was thinking. When the sound of the zither started, he raised his eyes and looked down...

Inside the account.

Wei Hanzhang sat on the couch with his knees hugged, listening to the noise outside.

The competition must be very lively on the arena right now.

"Miss," Luzhu came in with the medicine and saw the almost untouched food on the table. She said with a bitter face, "No matter what you do, you shouldn't be so hard on your own body."

"Didn't you say that your body and hair are given by your parents, and no one is worthy of you to treat yourself badly?"

Even when she broke off the engagement with the young man from the Gu family, her girl had never been so sad.

Wei Hanzhang, who was just emptying her mind, heard the words and her eyelashes moved slightly. She smelled the bitter smell of medicine and tilted her head and said, "Lvzhu, you misunderstood. How could I go against my own body for a man?"

She just had no appetite.

No one is worthy of her neglecting herself.

She took the medicine bowl, drank it all, stood up and said, "Change my clothes, let's go for a walk."

I've been feeling bored staying here every day these days.

Lu Zhu responded happily, "It's windy outside, you have to wrap yourself up tightly, girl."

On the competition stage.

Xiao Junzhan glanced at the girl playing the piano, his expression was calm and indifferent, making it difficult to tell what was going on.

Just at this moment, a song ended and the wine was in full swing at the banquet. Someone said with a smile: "I wonder whose daughter this is. She is quite good at playing the zither."

Among the ministers, Marquis Yongyi stood up slowly, bowed to those around him and said politely, "I don't deserve it, I don't deserve it. My little girl has been fostered in my maternal family in Yunzhou, Jiangnan since she was young. I learned to play the qin when I was young, but I have made some progress. I am sorry to make you laugh."

There was a silence at the table.

She is also a noble lady from a marquis's family who grew up in foster care in Jiangnan.

Everyone knows that the future Crown Princess grew up in Xuzhou, Jiangnan.

This is too much of a coincidence.

A minister who was on good terms with Marquis Yongyi smiled and shook his head, saying, "So there is such a pearl hidden in Brother He's family. It is rare for a girl to play the military song so magnificently. How can you, as a father, be so self-deprecating?"

Marquis Yongyi waved his hands repeatedly: "My little girl is spoiled, you must not flatter her to death."

"How can this be flattery? Why don't we ask an expert to make a fair judgment?" The official smiled and bowed to the crown prince. "Your Highness is proficient in the art of playing the zither. What do you think of this galloping song?"

As the conversation went on, the topic came to the prince. Everyone at the table had different expressions. What else did they not understand?

Isn't this a double act? But tonight, the emperor and his ministers are enjoying themselves together, and at the banquet, this trick is tacitly accepted.

If Your Highness likes it, everything will be fine.

Look down on it...that's no big deal.

Everyone waited for the prince's reaction on the platform.

After all, whether the Marquis Yongyi's offer of his daughter is successful or not is also related to their own plans.

(End of this chapter)