Before Meng Qingluan could speak, Li Zhanlan raised his hand to cover her mouth, while his other hand was still pressed against his own lips.
"Shhh."
Meng Qingluan: "..."?
What's going on?
Under Meng Qingluan's puzzled gaze, Li Zhanlan turned to look at the waiter who was already dumbfounded.
"You can go out first. Let's talk about things that friends should talk about."
Meng Qingluan: "..."
Li Zhanlan emphasized the word "friends" with extra care, as if afraid that others might have wild thoughts about their behavior.
Sure enough, the waiter cooperated by giving a look of sudden realization, and thoughtfully closed the door behind him as he left.
Li Zhanlan turned his head, raised an eyebrow at her with a charming air, and laughed unrestrainedly.
"Alright, Xiangxiang, do whatever you want! I've already sent everyone else away."
Meng Qingluan: "..."
Go and get her whip.
Li Zhanlan then slightly propped himself up, bringing his face close to Meng Qingluan's, their breaths almost mingling together.
It's very ambiguous.
"Remember to be gentle, I'm afraid of pain."
"..."
Meng Qingluan steadied her nearly broken expression, wondering where he got this bewitching charm from.
He doesn't seem like a prince raised in the deep palace; he's more like a male prostitute possessed by a fox spirit.
A glint flashed in Meng Qingluan's eyes, her expression relaxed slightly, and a barely perceptible smile appeared on her lips.
Li Zhanlan was so engrossed in the excitement of making Meng Qingluan look foolish that he didn't notice the enigmatic smile on her face.
Meng Qingluan reached out and, without saying a word, wrapped her arms around Li Zhanlan's neck, tilting her head slightly.
Their noses touched, their warm breaths almost touching, and Li Zhanlan's smile froze on his face.
Their eyes met, their gazes locked in the air.
Li Zhanlan quickly calmed down, looked at her calmly, and even made provocative remarks.
"Why doesn't Xiangxiang kiss me? Is she waiting for me to make the first move?"
"..."
After Li Zhanlan finished speaking, he put his hands, which were hanging at his sides, around her waist, but only lightly, without even pressing down on her clothes.
Li Zhanlan didn't believe it; he didn't believe Meng Qingluan had the guts to kiss him.
Upon returning to the capital, he had already thoroughly investigated Meng Qingluan.
Why would someone suddenly change their personality?
This amused him; if Meng Qingluan hadn't married Shen Yan, he would definitely have brought her back to his palace.
That way, he could personally cut her open to find out what kind of spirit she had evolved from.
However, a spirit is a spirit after all, and he didn't believe she would kiss him.
It's just a paper tiger; it'll crumble at the slightest breeze.
Meng Qingluan smiled even more brightly and lowered her head.
Just as their lips were about to touch, Li Zhanlan's smile vanished instantly, and he turned his head away.
Meng Qingluan didn't kiss him; instead, she aimed at his earlobe and bit it hard.
Li Zhanlan winced in pain.
Before he could get up, Meng Qingluan had already jumped off him and moved to the opposite side.
Li Zhanlan covered his bitten ear; it hurt, and it must be bleeding.
They really don't know how to cherish a beautiful woman.
"Are you a puppy? All you do all day is bite people."
Meng Qingluan smiled sweetly, her eyes brimming with pride that almost filled the entire room. She raised her index finger and slowly swayed it.
"Didn't you say you'd do what friends should do? Why did you dodge it? This is punishment for your hypocrisy."
Li Zhanlan chuckled.
"If I hadn't dodged and you had kissed me, would that have been my reward?"
Meng Qingluan's eye twitched. "If I give you a reward, my little Ah-er is probably going to cause a scene."
"..."
Li Zhanlan's smile faded considerably, and his eyes held an unfathomable meaning.
Meng Qingluan finished her rambling, turned around, and pushed open the door to leave.
"No need for friends, I don't like making friends. Consider the dishes you ordered as a return favor to my friend who treated me last time."
"..."
Meng Qingluan turned around and closed the door decisively, leaving behind a single sentence.
The door closed, and the smile on Li Zhanlan's face vanished instantly, as if the smiling man had never existed.
The food was served quickly and filled a large table.
As soon as Shiyi pushed open the door, she saw Li Zhanlan sitting at the table, playing with a folding fan in his hands.
"Your Highness?"
"Hmm." Li Zhanlan folded up his fan.
“That woman is so ungrateful, we might as well..." Eleven’s voice was icy.
Li Zhanlan chuckled as he unfolded his folding fan, twirling and playing with it on his wrist with a graceful and elegant movement.
"What's the rush? Eleven, are you afraid of her?"
Eleven answered truthfully, "She has already affected His Highness's mood. Such a person will only disrupt the overall situation. Sometimes, one bad apple can spoil the whole bunch, and even the most insignificant piece can overturn the entire game."
"Tsk," Li Zhanlan frowned impatiently, "When did you become so good at lecturing?"
On November 11th, he pulled out a thick copy of "The Art of War" and presented it to the emperor.
"I obeyed your instructions and after returning home I studied Sun Tzu's Art of War diligently. This is all what I learned."
"..."
Li Zhanlan glanced at it and then looked away. The little pig appeared out of nowhere.
"Hmph, panting—"
Xiangxiang's silk dress was torn to shreds, and her once fair and clean body was now filthy. She limped upstairs.
He pushed the door open with his head, huffed and puffed as he barged in, then clung to Li Zhanlan's leg and acted coquettishly.
Li Zhanlan picked it up with heartache and saw that its pig face was full of grievances.
"My Xiangxiang, what happened to her? Did she go out and fool around with some wild boar?"
Xiangxiang: "Hmph hmph hmph—"
eleven:"……"
How could wild boars possibly roam the capital? His Highness's imagination is running wild.
Eleven interrupted expressionlessly, "Your Highness, wild boars are impossible in the capital."
Li Zhanlan comforted the frightened Xiangxiang and asked, "What else could it be? Would any other small animal in the capital dare to bully Xiangxiang?"
Li Zhanlan spoke domineeringly, displaying a roguish air of supporting his own daughter.
eleven:"……"
He was speechless when this was mentioned.
—Every time Xiangxiang came out, she was surrounded by more than a dozen palace maids and guards. If you didn't know better, you would think she was a young master or young lady from a wealthy family going out.
Any stray dog that dares to bark will be chased away by the guards.
Xiangxiang, a little pig, has become the king of the animals in Beijing.
I wonder what kind of animal dared to beat this pig lady like this.
As the two were thinking, several palace maids rushed upstairs and knelt on the ground as soon as they entered.
"Your Highness, Your Highness, we know we were wrong. We were incompetent and failed to protect Xiangxiang."
Li Zhanlan asked, "What happened?"
The palace maids exchanged bewildered glances, their shock still lingering, and answered in hushed tones.
"Two wild boars, whoever they were, were rampaging through the street. Their eyes lit up when they saw Xiangxiang, and they charged at her without saying a word."
"Wild boar?"
Li Zhanlan and Shiyi spoke with different voices.
The palace maid continued, "They don't even look like wild boars! Don't wild boars have sharp quills? But those two boars were completely black and extremely thin, like two big rats."
Li Zhanlan: "..."
eleven:"……"
Li Zhanlan looked at Eleven and said, "Isn't Your Highness right? There really are wild boars."
eleven:"……"
Things have been getting weirder and weirder these days.
Suddenly, a noisy commotion came from downstairs, and you could also faintly hear a few grunting pigs.
Li Zhanlan walked to the window, and Shiyi followed behind him, walking to his side and opening the window.
The two looked down at the building below, their lips twitching violently at the same time.
—The two "wild boars" had smiles on their faces...
Don't ask them how they can tell the pig is smiling, because the two rows of white teeth on the pig's head are too dazzling.
Even under the sunlight, you can see two rows of tears flying in the air.
The pig cried...?!
Looking at the side they ran towards, there was Meng Qingluan, running towards the two "rat" pigs with her arms outstretched and her arms wide open.
Both of them wept with joy.
This scene of two people rushing towards each other is truly eye-catching, and even a little bit eerie.
Li Zhanlan's legs went weak, and he almost fell off the building.
The two quickly embraced, and the scene was truly chilling...
After staring at the horrifying scene for a long time, Shiyi asked again in a hoarse voice.
"Your Highness, are you really not going to kill her?"
Li Zhanlan didn't answer his question, but instead turned around and asked a question out of the blue.
"Do you think pigs are the only animals that are close to pigs?" Could it be a pig spirit?
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