There was a moment of silence.

Chen Nian spoke so naturally, as if he was just stating a fact.

I won't play in public because only Schaffhausen, my fiancé, can hear me.

Lu Heng prepared so many words to get Chen Nian to agree to teach him, but in the end, Chen Nian's words blocked him and he couldn't say anything.

It's like hitting cotton with a heavy punch. I can't use any strength and it hurts terribly.

Lu Heng's gentle smile almost collapsed. He quickly adjusted his expression and said, "Ah... is that so? That's such a pity."

"Yes, it seems that Your Highness is the only one who has heard the two of us play."

Chen Nian looked at Shafley. He had a smile on his lips, but it didn't reach his eyes. "Actually, I'm wondering, too. I've been practicing the piano for so long, but I've never communicated with anyone... What do you think, Your Highness?"

Shafley said without hesitation: "Of course you play better."

Lu Heng: ………………

Chen Nian tightened her grip on his sleeve and said softly, "How can you jump to conclusions so hastily?"

At this point, it doesn't matter who plays better.

The crowd of onlookers were stuffed with a big mouthful of dog food, and Lu Heng himself was choked to the point of almost being unable to breathe.

How could the young master have suffered such an injustice? His expression was a little bit broken at that time.

His face was burning, and he bit his lip and said goodbye hastily. He quickly left Shafulai and Chen Nian and returned to his companions.

Facing the resulting chaos, Chen Nian responded with a "I didn't expect him to be so fragile" sound, sighed with guilt, and asked in a low voice: "Should I agree?"

Schaffray shook his head. “You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do.”

Chen Nian immediately said, "I don't want to be locked up in the White Tower."

Shafulai remained silent, and Chen Nian smiled and patted his arm: "It's just a joke, don't take it seriously."

But Shafley knew how many true words in this world are spoken in the form of jokes.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who was already feeling guilty, felt even more guilty. If there was such a thing as a guilt detector, it would explode the moment it touched him.

Chen Nian got away with it. He happily picked up the wine glass and tasted the wine.

It seems that the methods of this group of noble Omegas are not very good. They can't beat him with words, their tea-making skills are not even one tenth of his, and their faces are as thin as paper.

He was even a little disappointed. Couldn't there be some challenging opponents?

After that, Shafley never left Chen Nian's side again.

The slow-witted eldest prince finally realized: Yes, Chen Ci is his princess consort. With Chen Ci by his side, no one else will have any reason to bother him anymore.

He finally doesn't have to listen to discussions about "flower arrangement, cooking, whether clothes are beautiful, how much they cost and where they were bought" anymore!

Shafley's depression was relieved a lot. He sat in the corner and relaxed. He picked up his wine glass and even clinked it with Chen Nian's. "Is it okay to drink so much?"

He still remembered that Chen Nian was not feeling well yesterday.

"No problem." Chen Nian drank up the brew in his hand again and couldn't help smacking his lips.

Is this the tenth drink tonight? He can't remember.

At this time, the band played music, the lights dimmed, and the after-dinner dance began.

Men and women slowly walked onto the dance floor, holding hands with their partners or friends, and enjoying the beauty of the night amidst the aroma of wine.

"Want to go dancing?" Shafla asked him.

Chen Nian shook his head. He wanted to do it, but he just didn't know how to do it. If he had to explain, he had learned pole dancing from his colleagues in the nightclub for a while.

If he really jumped, he might scare everyone present to death.

Chen Nian: "You go ahead."

"I don't want to either." Shafley sat still. "If you don't get used to it, we can leave in a while."

Even though Beryl and Lu Heng didn't get what they wanted, there were still people who refused to give up and kept an eye on this place.

In the corner, Shafulai and Chen Nian sat side by side. Alpha's platinum-blond hair appeared even lighter in the dim light. His features were handsome, and he looked not austere but steady and reserved.

Beside him, the Omega was leaning back in a relaxed manner, looking at the center of the dance floor. His neat collar was a little messy, revealing his fair neck, and the anti-bite collar was fastened tightly, and the only person who could unfasten it was right beside him.

I don't know what Shafulai said, but Chen Nian slightly curled his lips. The smile was very light, but it seemed to be imprinted on everyone's heart like a temptation.

Then the princess raised her glass and clinked it with her fiancé's. The two of them whispered sweet nothings unknown to outsiders as they enjoyed themselves together in a corner of the bustling banquet hall.

——I am like a dog that was suddenly kicked on the road.

This is the common feeling of everyone at this moment.

Those with poor psychological endurance were so angry that they gritted their teeth. Most of the Omegas who wanted to snatch the position of the prince's wife were young and from noble families who had never experienced the ups and downs of life. As Chen Nian said, they were extremely fragile and were almost in tears.

Who said that the eldest prince and the princess have a bad relationship?

Shafley didn't care what others were thinking, his attention was all on Chen Nian.

He never knew that Chen Ci could drink so much.

Not only does he drink one cup after another, he also mixes them together.

No matter how good Chen Nian's alcohol tolerance is, he is a little tipsy now.

He unbuttoned the collar with his fingertips, revealing the neck, collar and clavicle in full view.

Chen Nian never said a harsh word from beginning to end, but he easily resolved two direct challenges.

It also makes people want to know what kind of dexterous lips and tongue can achieve such beauty.

The soft lips were moistened by the wine, and even the breath was scented with fragrance.

Alcohol, and the subtle scent of tuberose.

Every move of the boy seemed to have magical power, attracting Shaflay's attention and making him unable to look away.

This is not the first time this has happened.

Last night in the courtyard, just the sight of him leaning over to drink from the fountain was enough to make him lose all interest in the game.

He seemed never to have understood Chen Ci.

It turns out that beneath that dull, cold and calm exterior, there lies such a charming agility.

Half an hour later, at Chen Nian's suggestion, Shafley took him out of the banquet hall.

The reason was simple: Chen Nian simply couldn't drink any more.

Chen Nian sat in the back seat of the special car. Finally, he no longer had to worry about his manners. He immediately leaned lazily against the back of the chair.

Shafley was next to him, the car's automatic driving was turned on, the bodyguard was sitting in the passenger seat, and the anti-peeping film was activated, making the rear of the car a completely private space.

Chen Nian was really drunk. He closed his eyes and calmed down.

Shafley's eyes fell on his face, from the neck to the cheeks, capturing the moving red color.

He did not disturb her and let Chen Nian rest. He could not help but think about what happened at the banquet.

Chen's speech tonight brought too many unexpected things. He is far from being as harmless as he looks.

When facing those who are unkind to him, Chen Ci never takes the initiative to attack, but just waits for them to come to him.

Then use the most appropriate method that can best hit the other person's heart and give a beautiful counterattack.

Why had he never noticed it before?

Shafla frowned slightly, and he stared at the boy who was resting with his eyes closed, and the subtle sense of strangeness became stronger.

Since yesterday at noon... a lot has changed.

As if wanting to find out the truth, he mysteriously stretched out his hand and gently placed the back of his hand on Chen Nian's face.

So hot.

Alpha's fingers seemed especially cool at this moment, like a sweet rain falling from the sky in the scorching summer.

Before Shafulai took it back, Chen Nian let out a comfortable moan from his nose. Not wanting the cool feeling to leave, he immediately rubbed the back of Shafulai's hand and almost leaned his whole body on Shafulai.

Shaflay froze.

And Chen Nian sniffed.

The light, sweet taste penetrated his nostrils, with the aroma of alcohol, which was different from any of the drinks he had at the party.

Chen Nian's instinctive love for wine made him unable to help but get closer.

Closer. Closer.

He felt so helpless in a stranger's embrace, he would not feel as comfortable as the Alphas in the dungeon.

If it wasn’t for the fact that it smelled so good, Chen Nian would have wanted to scold him.

Of course, an Alpha's neck is not protected like an Omega's. When Chen Nian got close to him, Shafulai's Adam's apple slid up and down nervously.

The boy put one hand on Shafley's shoulder and put his nose to the crook of his neck, sniffing.

The airflow swept over the sensitive skin and also sent Alpha's pheromones into Chen Nian's nasal cavity.

The desire deep inside the body that had been dormant due to the inhibitors was ignited, and under the catalysis of alcohol, it became even more scorching.

The scent of tuberose on Chen Nian's body became stronger and stronger, and the shy bud finally blossomed in the dark night, revealing the softest and most tender inner part, responding to the Alpha beside her.

Chen Nian had never seen pheromones that were so to his liking.

He opened his eyes silently, and the profile in front of him was young and handsome, with platinum blonde hair slightly curled at the temples without the restraint of hair gel.

Shable's pale thin lips were tightly pursed, and he tried his best to control his breathing so as not to inhale too much tuberose-scented Omega pheromones.

The moment the tip of his nose touched Shafulai's neck, a whispered voice escaped from the corner of Chen Nian's lips, reaching the ears of the First Prince, who was so stiff that he was petrified.

"You're... so sweet."

Few people would have guessed that Shavlei's pheromones are not spicy vodka.

It's sherry with a clear, sweet taste.