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    The prince's expression couldn't help but change.

    I just quietly helped him plan.  "No matter what you say about this business, you are still making money, but you can't get anywhere if you lose it. Just remember one thing. If your father really wants to mess with you, you will step down a long time ago. If your father wants to protect you, no matter what happens outside  The sky is turned upside down, and nothing will happen to you, do you believe me or not?"

    "How many times have you told me this?" The prince suddenly smiled.  "I might have believed it six years ago, but now"

    A rare look of loneliness appeared on his face.

    Six years ago, my aunt passed away, right after the funeral.  The emperor ordered the Xianyang Palace to be sealed up, and only a few trusted maids around my aunt were allowed to go in and clean it several times every ten days to keep everything as it was.

    At that time, Wang Lang and I were standing outside Xianyang Palace, watching the palace people put seals on the main entrance of Xianyang Palace, and the big inscriptions were pasted on the door, which made Xianyang Palace feel deserted.

    Ever since my aunt passed away, the emperor has never entered Xianyang Palace again, and all the trivial things he usually put in Xianyang Palace were also discarded. After finishing the funeral, he locked himself in Ruiqing Palace, spending days and nights with the new  Favored beauties seek pleasure.

    At that time, I comforted Wang Lang softly like this.  "Don't worry, even for the sake of aunt, your father will not touch you. What Miao wants to do is Miao's own stupidity. King Fu is only three years old this year, so how can he decide the East Palace? Let alone  The Miao family is nothing more than a noble concubine, and King Fu is not considered a legitimate son at all."

    I was twelve years old that year, and Wang Lang was fourteen years old. Just a few months ago, he chased me into the Taiye Pond, picked me up angrily, beat me on the palm, and reprimanded me for my actions  reckless.  At night I sneaked into his study, dug out the cast iron ruler and buried it under the rockery, thinking that when Wang Lang hit me again, I would be very upset if I couldn't find the cast iron ruler.  I didn't expect Wang Lang to stop beating me when I committed crimes several times after that, which made me a little bit disappointed.

    Thinking about it now, he might have picked up the pig iron ruler secretly, so he deliberately didn't hit me, so as to mobilize my emotions and make me lose my anxiety about not seeing him.

    We have been playing a very complicated game since we were young. I used to think that there would be no one in the world who understood me better than Wang Lang. Because he understood me, he could restrain me everywhere, and there would be no one in the world who understood Wang Lang better than me.  Lang, it is precisely because I understand him that I can tease him everywhere.

    Later I realized that knowing someone and liking someone are actually not the same thing.  And the good days of talking and laughing in Xianyang Palace will finally come to an end one day.  The aunt will pass away, King Fu will grow up, and the imperial concubine's ambitions will continue to expand. What was once an understatement has now become a game of life and death in which all her wealth and life are on top of her.  This earth-shaking change took only six years.

    I forced myself to cheer up, and showed Wang Lang my most arrogant and heartless smile.

    "What are you afraid of?" I raised my head, showing the posture I used to when I was a child - looking at him with my nose.  "With our Su family by your side, whoever wants to punish you, I will let my brother hide in at night and kill his whole family!"

    The prince showed that subtle expression again. He seemed to want to laugh, but he was afraid that he would get used to my rudeness if he laughed, so the smile turned into a light cough.

    He flicked my nose once, making me gasp in pain.

    "I can't say that." After all, he still smiled.  "You are bold, go and talk to Wu Shen in person."

    Even to King Rui, he seldom smiled like this.

    If Wang Lang is usually like a fairy in the ice, he speaks and does everything coldly. Although he looks good, he seems to be far away from people.  When he smiled like this, he seemed to have returned to the world, and there was even a radiance on his face, which made me dare not look directly at him.

    I shook my head, very airy, "What are you afraid of? I say what I say. Didn't I say that?"

    The prince's face showed a slight smile again, he did not rush away, but put his hands on my shoulders, and slowly exerted force, letting me lean into his arms.  A pair of hands slowly found mine again, and began to rub the redness and swelling on my palm.

    This scene should have been very poetic, but the two blobs of blue and black in front of my eyes are so eye-catching, and now the sun is getting bigger, and it has gradually become a little bit sunburned here, so I just cooperated and twisted to remind the prince.  "Aren't you still looking for Wu Shen?"

    The prince suddenly bit my ear again, and he whispered, "Don't worry, I'll look for him again when it's dinner time."

    After a pause, he said slowly again, "Do you know that Wu Shen eats very well? I have been eating at his house all the time, and I have tasted the steamed cloud legs with wine from Yuhuatai, and Qianli Chanjuan from Xiaomanlou"

    Immediately?Me, "Now that the money is coming, what are you going to do?"

    I rolled my eyes¡ªand quickly swallowed another belch.  "First make me a golden jade dress, wear it to the Luhua Palace to scare my cousin, then sell the golden jade dress, and exchange all the silver for the green shade of Yutangchun, buy more than ten cloud legs,  Make cloud leg stewed tofu and eat with wine!"

    A smile flashed in the prince's eyes, but he quickly put on a straight face and interrogated me, "How much did you drink again?"

    There is a big difference between me and Liu Zhaoxun: Liu Zhaoxun is fond of drinking, but he is also good at drinking.

    I am also greedy and good at drinking, but if I drink one cup, I can get slightly tipsy, and after another jar, I am afraid that I will still be slightly tipsy.

    I squinted my eyes and smiled at him, comparing numbers, "It's just two pots. Wang Lang, you drink too."

    This person seems to be in a good mood today. Although he still looks calm and clear, the tone of his answer to me is full of interest.  "I'm still busy, you drink."

    While talking, he grabbed my hand and entered my west hall.

    Wang Lang seldom entered my residence, the rooms of the concubines in the East Palace¡ªhe even went there when he was sleeping.  Only my west hall seems to be a dragon's pond and a tiger's lair. He only allows me to enter his east hall, but never enters my west hall to have a look.

    ?For some reason, I always feel that this kind of thing is really something that Wang Lang can do. He seems to have always refused to come into my place, but let me go to his place.

    The weather was already very stuffy. Although there was a small iceberg in the house, I drank wine and the blood flow accelerated, and I felt very hot. As soon as I entered the house, I took off my outer shirt, revealing the gauze robe I was wearing underneath.

    Wang Lang stared at me suddenly and asked me, "Aren't you wearing a bellyband?"

    "Hey!" I also just found out.  "Where is my bellyband? Where is it? It was still there when I was drinking with Liu Zhaoxun just now."

    Wang Lang cursed a few more words in a low voice, but I didn't hear them clearly.

    Then he picked up the lotus white that Liu Zhaoxun brought for me from outside the palace, poured himself a cup, tasted it slowly, and told me rationally.  "You're all red all over."

    This is what happens when I drink alcohol, my whole body is as red as a prawn.

    "There is no such elegance in drinking." I told Wang Lang, and showed him a small pot.  "Of course it's comfortable to just fill it with a pot."

    "Comfortable, comfortable, you only need one comfort in your life."

    As Wang Lang said, he snatched the flagon from my hand.

    I suddenly remembered that this was the first time I drank, and Wang Lang scolded me.

    I was thirteen years old at that time, and it was my first time to drink. I drank Shaoxing¡¯s daughter red wine.  drink again.  But I don't, because I feel very comfortable after drinking.

    That day was the anniversary of my aunt's death and my parents' 100th anniversary.

    I suddenly became sad, and pushed Wang Lang, "I want to drink, let me drink."

    Suddenly, my body felt cool, as if water had dripped onto me, I looked down, only to realize that Wang Lang had tilted the jug slightly, allowing the fragrant and sweet wine to flow down from my shoulders slowly,  Wet my meager gauze.

    All the sadness disappeared, I swallowed, and when I heard my heartbeat suddenly speed up, I couldn't help covering my chest, letting my blood pulse swell, and the blood flow accelerated.

    In a daze, I went back to the winter when I was thirteen. Wang Lang couldn't control me no matter what, so he had to let me drink three or four pots of Nurhong.

    That was the first time I drank alcohol. At that time, I was far from the amount I have now.  After drinking two or three pots, he was already too drunk.  Wang Long didn't know why, but was sent back by Wang Lang, and he and I were the only ones drinking together in the East Palace.

    He always said that men and women should not be careless in defense, but he was always so troubled by me that he could only get along with me alone, he must be very unhappy in his heart.  After that day, he never allowed me to drink again, and for more than half a year, he refused to sit in a room with me alone.

    "Wang Lang." I asked him.  "Do you still remember that we drank in the West Temple seven or eight years ago?"

    Wang Lang was very busy and didn't have time to talk to me at all. He forced a hum and told me, "Hold on."

    I still wanted to ask him something, but following his movements, all the questions flew out of my mind, and I couldn't remember them anymore.

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