Chapter 8 Drunken Beauty

"You goblin, you don't want to toss your second brother to death!" Yin Xiaoting looked at her spoiledly around her neck, smiled, bent down slightly, and picked her up and went downstairs.

Man Yao glanced at Lin Wan, who was drunk, and was confused about the intimacy of Yin Xiaoting's brother and sister. Seeing that he didn't have much emotional ups and downs except for his ugly face, and she didn't think much about it. She followed them out of the Xiangyun Tower.

Xiahou Chen ordered Shi Yan, who was waiting, in a low voice: "Shi Yan, send Mrs. Shu and Mrs. Zhao back home!"

Lin Wan's head was a little heavy. She glanced at Yin Pianshen with drunkenness and said, "Let the prince and Mrs. Zhao go back to the house first. Lan Xin and Yan'er are all--"

He interrupted her coldly: "Shi Yan!"

Yan'er was more excited and hurriedly helped Man Yao and Lin Wan get into the carriage. She looked at the carriage with dissatisfaction and walked away and walked to Yin Xiaoting: "The second son--"

Yin Xiaoting's eyes were a little hazy, and he looked down at her peachy face: "Pianxuan, go back with the second brother!"

She leaned on his shoulder and unconsciously gave a hum. Xia Houchen's mouth trembled twice and said in a cold voice, "Don't bother the second son!"

Two cold lights shined directly on the top of Lan's heart. She pulled the corners of her mouth and quickly waved to the carriage before he made a sound.

Xiahouchen firmly pulled down his hand and threw her into the carriage. Yin Xiaoting stared unhappily and hummed. He held the string and was about to get into the carriage. He pulled his arm and stared angrily: "I'll take her back."

"Does the second son want the Prime Minister to see his four-thousand daughter look like this?"

Yin Xiaoting took a deep breath, pondered, and almost gritted his teeth: "I don't care about your Xiahou men!"

"Don't forget what identity she is now, second son?"

He sneered, glanced coldly, and went straight into the carriage. Lan Xin was stunned and hurriedly got into the carriage. He was a little worried, but he dared not lift the curtain to sit in.

Yin Xiaoting looked at the distant carriage and hummed softly: "The man of Xiahou's family really doesn't have a good thing!"

He dragged his slightly drunken body to the mansion of a red gate and sighed. As soon as he entered the door, the close-fitting little man Shuangshou hurriedly greeted him: "Sir, it's not good!"

Yin Xiaoting glanced at him and hummed dissatisfiedly, "What's wrong? It's a mess!"

Shuangshou frowned at him and whispered, "Master and Madam are in the hall!"

He snorted dissatisfiedly: "It's late at night. Aren't they still sleepy?"

Yin Zhengliang stood awe-inspiringly at the door of the hall and shouted, "Yin Xiaoting!"

He exhaled and strode to the hall. Near the front hall, with a bright smile on his face: "Dad and mother, why don't you rest earlier?"

Zhao Shuhui sighed and was very saddened by his failure: "Xiaoting, why don't you know how to make progress?"

"Mother, it's just going out for a drink. Why do you scold the child?"

Yin Zhengliang snorted coldly: "Drinking? You went out to drink and didn't scold you for your father. Why did you drink with Piaoxuan? Don't you know who she is now?

"Princess Yu is just a title!" He narrowed his eyes and shrugged his shoulders slightly. It didn't matter. Besides, Xia Houchen did not treat her as a princess.

"You know that she is Princess Yu, why are you entangled with her? Disadvantages the door style!"

Entangled?! Bad doorwind?! His eyes were cold: "The Prime Minister said that she is my sister. Is it so unbearable for me to have a meal with my brother and sister?"

Zhao Shuhui took a soft breath and called out earnestly: "Xiaoting--"

"No matter what your reason is, you are not allowed to meet her again!" Yin Zhengliang put down his harsh words. She was married and her status was extraordinary. He did not allow the brother and sister to cause criticism again, let alone to see her cause trouble.

Yin Xiaoting shouted angrily: "Why?! Why do you want us not to see each other again?"

When he drank, Yin Zhengliang's old face turned red: "Why? I'm your father!"

"Dad?!" He sneered, "What? Does the Prime Minister recognize her daughter again? Have you ever cared about her? Has he ever asked her what she wants?

"I have never treated her badly!"

"What she wants is not brocade food, what she wants most is her father! For more than ten years, you have been indifferent to her. You didn't ask her any imperial edict, and directly let her become Princess Yu. Even if she cried and knelt down to beg you, you were indifferent. Do you have such a father? Yin Xiaoting snorted coldly and shook his sleeves and left.

"Reverse son, rebellious son!" Yin Zhengliang staggered and couldn't stand still. Zhao Shuhui hurriedly supported him and comforted him softly, "Master, Xiaoting is young and energetic. Don't take it to heart!"

He patted his chest: "One by one, their wings are hard and can't control it!"

"Sir, tell Xiaoting about the marriage, find someone to take care of him and let him take care of it!"

He sighed: "I've been telling him about marriage for several years. What if he doesn't agree? Can you still tie it up?"

Zhao Shuhui pondered for a moment: "Sir, how about I go to King's Mansion another day and tell her that Xiaoting may listen to her!"

Yin Zhengliang nodded: "Let's have a try!"

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Xiahouchen coldly swept her in red and hummed: Yin Pianxuan, you are the first person in the world who dares to drunk his father! I don't know what strange reason you made up to make him punish himself for so much wine!

Since the day of his wedding, he has no good impression on her at all. Thinking of her entering the bridal chamber with a snake and a cat, he was still angry. He squeezed her chin fiercely and said coldly, "Yin Piaoxuan, what would you think if I told you that I skinned your snake? Sooner or later, I will strangle your cat. Wait!"

As if she heard what he said, she frowned slightly and gently. With a very shallow arc at the corners of his mouth, his deep eyes fixedly locked her moist and full red lips and opened slightly, as if waiting for someone to pick them. Her thumb moved up uncontrollably and slowly, and her fingers and abdomen gently stroked them on the tender lips. Her throat suddenly felt dry and her heart beat violently. With a jump, she couldn't help but hold her red lips full of the smell of wine, slowly pried open, wrapped around the tip of her tongue, very soft, sweet and mellow, her heart trembled, and she penetrated deeply. Her unconscious sucking made him laugh and suddenly left her lips: It really tastes good. No wonder Xia Houze has a special preference for you!

Lan Xin hasn't seen him out of the inner room for a long time. She made up her mind and lifted the curtain and went in: "Your Majesty, rest early!"

"What? Are you worried that I will eat your princess? He snorted dissatisfiedly.

Lan Xin smiled with him: "Don't you dare?"

He narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at her lying irregularly: "What if I want to stay in Yun Yuexuan tonight?"

She coughed dryly: "Your Majesty, the princess will vomit at night after getting drunk, cry bitterly, and will--"

"I will never touch her!"

Lan Xin smiled sweetly and bent her knees: "I respectfully send the prince!"

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The shadow was mottled, and a man in black quietly entered Yunyi Villa. Yunyi Villa is located at the foot of Luojia Mountain in the northeastern suburbs of Kyoto. It is grand and magnificent. No one knows who the owner is. It is said that he is a fallen prince and nobleman, and it is said that he is a beautiful woman.

The night was deep, without the moon, and it was dark. The man in black stood in the empty courtyard with his hands behind his back and looked up at the sky. He wore a black mask on his face, tightly wrapped his nose and cheeks. A pair of deep, dark and bottomless eyes seemed to devour people's souls. His long and straight body looked strange and evil because of the mask.

A black figure leaned forward, and there was no sound under his feet. It could be seen that his careful and low skills could be seen. He lowered his voice: "Master!"

There is no emotion in his voice: "What's the situation of the royal palace?"

"No much movement!"

He nodded: "Where's the prince?"

"The prince stayed in the palace except for going to the royal palace!"

He snorted coldly: "A whole evil!"