Si Jin reached out and touched her face.
Yes, it's hot.
It seems that I still haven't developed a high alcohol tolerance over the years.
He boarded the carriage, lifted the curtain, leaned against the small window, and quietly watched as the Dali Temple led men to arrest Sun Hong, who was disheveled and still drunk.
His thin lips, reeking of alcohol, curled into a smile as he began to plot how to get the Ministry of Revenue to return all the military pay it had withheld over the years.
The carriage moved slowly, and the slight bumps interrupted Si Jin's already scattered thoughts.
He was a little sleepy and would think about it tomorrow.
Si Jin leaned against the carriage seat the whole way, and by the time they arrived at the Prince's Mansion, her eyes were already red from the alcohol.
He got off the carriage in a daze, feeling as if someone had helped him up, and then he followed them, stumbling back to his room.
He mumbled drunkenly, "Who are you?"
Beitang Linyuan gritted his teeth, his jealousy evident as he replied, "The courtesan!"
Then, he turned and pressed Si Jin onto the bed, speaking in a harsh voice: "Didn't Your Highness order me to drink with you? Why are you denying it now?"
Si Jin smiled, reached out, and gently pressed her hand against his soft lips.
He solemnly lectured, "Shh—listen to me, sex is just a momentary pleasure, don't take it seriously."
"You..." Beitang Linyuan was so anxious that even his eyes, which hadn't been drinking, turned a little red.
She cherished their first time together so much that even though she knew nothing about it, she couldn't bear to hurt him in the slightest.
But he replied, "It's just a moment of pleasure, don't take it seriously."
Beitang Linyuan felt a pain in his heart. Just as he was about to ask something else, he saw Si Jin push him.
He continued, "You may leave. I do not want a courtesan."
"...Go and fetch that guard outside...that one whose name contains the character 'Yuan'. I only need him to accompany me..."
Beitang Linyuan's question stuck in his throat, and his eyes reddened even more.
"What a drunkard!"
Despite saying that, she let go of Si Jin and pretended to walk outside, cooperating with the drunkard's act.
A moment later, he returned, bowed his head, and said, "I'm back."
"Hmm." Si Jin slowly stood up, hooked her arm around Bei Tang Lin Yuan's hand, and pulled the tall, elegant young man back into her arms. She said with satisfaction, "You're the best."
As she spoke, the corner of her lips seemed to unconsciously brush against Beitang Linyuan's earlobe: "Those ordinary beauties are no match for my Ayuan."
Sweet words, fueled by alcohol, flooded the guard's mind, completely eroding his temper.
Beitang Linyuan showed no jealousy whatsoever; instead, he exuded a touch of pride: "Of course."
Si Jin smiled faintly, and at the same time, she sent a portion of her divine sense to Xiao Yao and said: See, it's that simple to keep the Little Heavenly Lord from being jealous.
Xiao Yao: 【⊙▽⊙】
Is this another act?
The adults are really a collection of tricks; Little Tianjun is still too green.
Knowing that Beitang Linyuan no longer minded his visits to brothels, Si Jin closed her eyes and fell asleep without any burden.
Unexpectedly, I was awakened by rustling sounds not long afterward.
In a daze, he saw Beitang Linyuan taking off his loose robe.
He paused, and a hint of drunkenness crept into his voice: "What are you doing?"
"I'll take you to take a bath; your clothes reek of alcohol and are uncomfortable to wear."
"Oh." Si Jin responded indifferently, not taking it seriously, and let him carry her to wash up and put her in the brocade quilt.
A moment later, Beitang Linyuan was seen applying some ointment to his hands.
She turned Si Jin over and gently pulled down his underpants.
Insert the ointment...
It was carefully spread evenly inside and out.
"Hmm..." Si Jin groaned softly.
Perhaps feeling the coolness, they didn't stop them.
In just a moment, the tips of her ears turned red.
His thin lips parted slightly, and the breath he exhaled was warm.
Beitang Linyuan paused, then carefully placed the medicine away.
When they turned him over again, they saw that his dazed eyes were glistening with tears.
Because she was drunk, she looked even more radiant than when she had just been "bullied".
Beitang Linyuan's breath hitched, and his heart, which had just calmed down, became restless again.
He was just worried that he might get hurt, so he bought some medicine at the clinic next to the brothel.
This appearance...
Doesn't that mean his medicine was wasted?
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