Chapter 113: Verbal Offense? Drunk and Saying the Prince is Pretty
In the private room, Xie Yao hugged Pu Wei's waist.
Relying on her martial arts skills, she grabbed the other person's wrist and refused to let go.
"Look at Pu Wei!"
Xie Yao simply buried her head in Pu Wei's chest. After a while, she raised her head and glared at Ren Dong unhappily: "Pu Wei let me hug you, but you, why don't you let me hug you!"
Pu Wei said shyly, "...I can't resist."
Honeysuckle: "I can't resist."
Although the Second Young Lady was good in every way, she didn't want to be hugged, because if she was hugged, the Second Young Lady would definitely start nagging in her ear.
From asking how many people are in your family to talking about how many people are in my family, from discussing poetry and songs to the philosophy of life, from which man in the army is the most handsome to guessing whether Old Liu next door has a crush on Lady Yan, and finally, I have to conclude: my mother is really good...
Sure enough, Xie Yao started.
"Pu Wei, you were the most knowledgeable person in Zuixue Tower. Have you ever seen that kind of man? He's handsome, powerful, and skilled in martial arts. He's that kind of man who's really, really good-looking...?"
As she spoke, Miss Xie showed a bit of shyness. This was something she would never do when she was sober.
Pu Wei initially responded politely, "The most handsome man I've ever seen is Lu Shenyan, but he's neither powerful nor skilled in martial arts. Why are you asking this, young lady?"
Xie Yao: "I'm marrying you, no, I'm marrying you."
"Miss, be careful with your words."
The corners of Rendong's mouth twitched, and she thought to herself that it was a good thing that there were only the three of them, the master and the servant, plus the unconscious wife of Marquis Anping, in the private room. Otherwise, if this news got out, the second young lady would become famous again.
"Forget it."
Xie Yao waved her hand with a look of regret.
"There are no such men in the world. I've discovered that women who are affectionate tend to be unfaithful to men, and most of the unfaithful men are scholars. Look..."
"Miss, are you talking about Lu Shenyan?"
"I'm talking to Marquis Anping! Burp—" Xie Yao burped, "But Lu Shenyan isn't a good guy either."
"Men are not good people."
She murmured, feeling sad when she thought of her mother.
Pu Wei gently stroked Miss Xie's black hair. When Xie Yao was awake, she would involuntarily trust her and follow her.
And now, looking at the drunk Miss Xie, she was taking care of her younger sister like a gentle older sister.
"She's too drunk to go back home," Pu Wei finally broke free from Xie Yao's embrace, "I'll go get her a bowl of sobering soup."
Honeysuckle nodded: "And the wife of the Marquis of Anping must also have a bowl."
Pu Wei wanted to leave, but Xie Yao naturally wouldn't let her.
"Why won't you let me hug you? Why won't you let me hug you?"
She suddenly jumped up like a nimble little monkey, trying to grab the other person's clothes.
Unexpectedly, Pu Wei just opened the door of the box and saw the guard Bai Zhu who was about to knock on the door.
Behind them, followed by the guard Baisui and eunuch Shuangxi, carrying a large bag of butterfly cakes.
And next to him is King Jingbei!
Her face changed, and she immediately knelt down to pay her respects, saying loudly, "This servant greets the prince."
I hope she can speak louder so that the young lady can wake up quickly.
Xie Yao didn't catch anyone, so she plopped back down on the chair, her neck stiffened in confusion, her head tilted upwards, and she murmured, "Prince? Where is he?"
Bai Mi's whole body was tense, and she suppressed the twitching of her mouth.
Second Miss Xie...it's not because the prince is in a wheelchair that you didn't see him!
Xiao Yizi's deep gaze fell on Miss Xie Er, whose face was flushed.
She was seen leaning against the chair, the neckline of her moon-white skirt was slightly loose, her eyebrows and eyes were lively, and her lips were stained with crystal wine, looking rosy and charming.
"I'm here." He stared at her and spoke.
Bai Su suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the prince did not hold a grudge against Miss Xie.
Xie Yao then slowly lowered her head, her eyes first looking at Pu Wei, then moving upwards.
The man in the wheelchair was wearing a dark robe, his peach blossom eyes were deep and alluring, like a pool of deep, cold water, pulling her in.
Xie Yao opened her eyes wide, stood up again, ran to Xiao Yizi in two steps, squatted down, and looked up at him.
She said excitedly, "It turns out that there really are men in this world who are both handsome and powerful!"
"What?" Xiao Yizi's breath missed a beat.
Even Bai Mi's eyes widened in shock.
He was just worried that the drunk Miss Xie might say something offensive to the prince and offend him.
Now it seems that the words were indeed offensive, but the prince should have found it very useful...
Wait, it seems like it’s more than just verbal offense!
Xie Yao had already gotten the hang of it. She gently poked the prince's fair and cold face with her index finger. Her movements were frivolous and her tone was full of undisguised surprise.
"Your Highness is so handsome, especially handsome, with beautiful eyes and nose. Are you also a master of both civil and military arts? What kind of books does Your Highness like to read? Do you like poetry or calligraphy and painting? Yes, Your Highness has led troops in battle, so he must be a master of both civil and military arts."
Honeysuckle showed an expression that said, "As expected."
Xie Yao's cheeks were flushed with drunkenness, and her eyes were watery, which made Xiao Yizi's whole body freeze.
For a moment, the heat from my forehead spread all over my chest.
He didn't even think of pushing her away. Instead, he maintained a calm and stern expression: "Xie Yao, what nonsense are you talking about after drinking?"
When he opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse.
"I'm not talking nonsense."
Xie Yao retorted, her eyes still glued to his face: "In my heart, Your Highness is the most handsome, the most handsome man."
Bai Su sighed, saying that what he said was true, the prince was much more handsome than Marquis Anping or the passing scholar Lu.
However, Xie Yao's gaze slowly moved down and landed on Xiao Yizi's legs.
She sighed and gently touched his knee!
"It's a pity that the prince is sitting in a wheelchair, otherwise, he must be very tall and mighty." Xie Yao said regretfully again.
As soon as the words fell, the private room suddenly fell into silence.
All that could be heard was the regular breathing of the wife of Marquis Anping as she lay on the table.
Baizhu and Baishuang's expression changed slightly, and they seemed to want to say something but stopped themselves.
How many times has Second Miss Xie mentioned the prince's legs in front of him?
He had previously said unscrupulously that if the prince had problems with his legs and feet, he would send someone to Yunhe Tower to buy food.
Is this something that can be said?
Honeysuckle gritted her teeth, knelt forward and said, "Second Miss spoke carelessly while drunk, please forgive me, Your Highness."
Pu Wei knelt on the ground and said, "Please forgive me, Your Majesty."
Bai Su couldn't help herself: "Your Majesty, Second Miss Xie is drunk."
Xiao Yizi lowered his eyes and looked at Xie Yao without saying a word or getting angry.
Bai Mi was about to ask again, but Xie Yao raised her head.
Her warm fingertips brushed across Xiao Yizi's face, she held his face and looked into his eyes.
"Your Highness's leg was injured on the battlefield. He injured it for Dayan. Whether you are in a wheelchair or not, you are a hero of Dayan!" Xie Yao said seriously.
She turned around and grabbed Honeysuckle, and said, "Look, my Honeysuckle has treated many wounded soldiers in the past. There was a man in the barracks who fell off his horse and broke his leg. After she healed him, he was able to run and jump. Looking back—"
Miss Xie burped again.
"Let her show it to the prince later."
"The prince is so powerful, he will definitely be able to stand up again in the future!"
Xie Yao vaguely recalled that in her previous life, the Xiao Yizi she saw before she died was riding a horse.
"Really?" Xiao Yizi's voice was slightly hoarse. Feeling the warmth on his face, his throat rolled up and down.
Xie Yao nodded: "Of course."
Xiao Yizi lowered his eyes and saw her looking at him with sincere and gentle eyes, without any sympathy or pity.
She really believed that she could stand up.
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