The lights are on, and the night is just right.

The little prince sat on the window of the restaurant, looking at the bustling and crowded Kyoto Street below the restaurant, and then glared at the man in white sitting inside indignantly, his face full of indescribable depression.

He picked up the wine pot and drank two sips of wine. He found that it was gone, so he asked his servant to bring him another pot of wine.

"Prince, you have already drunk two pots." The servant kindly reminded him that when he is drunk, he will be beaten by the prince.

The little prince drank some wine and was already a little dizzy. He said unhappy: "What's the matter? Give me another pot. I feel unhappy. What's wrong with drinking more wine?"

The servant couldn't persuade him, so he went to ask for help from the other two people on the table.

"Your Highness, Prince, I beg you to persuade my little prince."

The young man wearing a black robe shook his head: "What are you trying to persuade me? I'll see that your prince is doing this."

The person who spoke was His Highness Ji Chongxi.

The servant choked, how could he forget that His Royal Highness the Prince's favorite show to watch the little prince's good show? How could he be sincerely good for the prince?

He turned to the man in white again: "Prince, the prince listens to you the most..."

"Where are you putting Your Majesty?" Ji Chang'an said quietly.

The servant suddenly turned pale.

Your Majesty's words are imperial edicts, who dares not listen? But the little prince is most afraid of Uncle Seventeen. Uncle Seventeen's words are the most effective for him!

have to.

One or two are not allowed to mess with.

If the little prince drinks more wine, he may be punished when he goes back, but he is far from being offended by offending these two people.

He shut up.

The servant silently retreated to get the wine. The eunuchs in the East Palace and the guards in Prince An’s mansion were both martial arts practitioners and had extraordinary hearing. After hearing the whole process, they couldn’t help but gloat when they saw the servant with a bitter face.

People inside don't care about things outside.

Seeing that no one advised him, the little prince thought that after sleeping on his stomach for more than half a month after being hit by the board last time, he came down from the window in disappointment.

He sat down and was extremely bored: "Uncle Seventeen, can't you like others? There are so many ladies from Kyoto that you don't like, and there are also Jiangnan, Huainan, Suzhou, northern, East China, southern Xinjiang, and you can always find beauties you like. Why bother to compete with me for my sister!"

Ji Changan glanced at him lightly and said firmly: "No."

Little Prince: "..."

The little prince, who had been choked countless times, collapsed and said, "How did you know that you recognized Ruan Tang? What if you were just on a whim? If you were happy and moved, you said you like it and wanted to marry Ruan Tang. If you were too excited, you would not like it and then throw the person aside and continue to accept the slut, why..."

I finally had a sister and was robbed by a pig!

He was so angry.

Ji Changan had no particularly big reaction, and then he showed a little solemnity: "I won't do this. I will only have her and a wife in this life. If I violate this oath, I will not die well."

When the little prince heard him swearing, his face turned pale.

If this matter is to be heard today, can he still have the life to live?

His Royal Highness, who already knew Ji Chang'an's mind, couldn't help coughing when he saw the reaction of the two of them. When they looked at each other with cold eyes, they picked up the folding fan to cover their faces, covering up their embarrassment of being caught watching the show.

Until today, he didn't know that the iron tree would really bloom.

I thought Uncle Seventeen was just having fun, but as a result, he even wrote the memorials to his father.

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Chapter completed!