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Chapter 11 My lord, wronged

The instigator looked relaxed, taking out a clean cup, pouring some tea and placing it under his nose.

He sniffed it like a small animal, then showed a disgusted expression, raised his hand to push it, raised his head and continued to taste the drink he brought.

His expression was carefree, with a hint of coquettishness, as if he were a young master who didn't know much about the world.

If it was his first time entering the court, he might be confused.

But now, he had seen Xia Houzhi take people's lives while talking and laughing, and he did not think that what happened just now was just a simple prank.

But... to say that he came here specifically to take revenge because of what happened last time, this method is a bit cynical and boring.

Besides, what good would it do to the prince if his marriage was ruined?

"Brother Duan, why don't you come over?" Xiahou Zhi held up the wine bottle in his hand and shook it, "This yellow orange wine is much more refreshing than your tea. Here, I'll give you a cup and try it."

The man did not move. Although he was a minister, he stood there neither humble nor arrogant, and his aura was not inferior. There was a sense of confrontation.

She was stunned for a moment, and then explained with a smile: "Don't get me wrong, I don't have any malice. I simply think that woman is too ordinary and not worthy of you. With Master Duan's ability, the future is immeasurable, and you will definitely be able to marry a man who is both civil and military.

The most magnificent lady."

The man still didn't move, his brows furrowed slightly.

She immediately patted her chest and added: "If you have any ideas, I can help you keep an eye on the matchmaking in the future. You're welcome. This is just a... meeting gift."

"Meeting gift?" His brows furrowed even deeper, as he really couldn't figure out what the other party wanted.

"A stepping stone to get to know each other again." Xia Houzhi tried her best to smile as sincerely and harmlessly as possible. Unfortunately, in the eyes of the other party, it was like a weasel giving a New Year greeting to a chicken.

Duan Chuiwen's eyes were deep and dark, he nodded and said in a deep voice: "Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness. However, this marriage is a private matter for the lower official, so I won't bother you. As the prince, you are busy with affairs..." As he said that, he walked in the direction where she came.

He cast a glance and then said meaningfully, "Someone who shares your mind is still waiting for you, so don't waste your time with me."

After stroking the wine pot for a moment, Xia Houzhi raised an eyebrow.

Yes, this is a warning to her that if she continues to get entangled, she will be charged with forming a clique for personal gain.

"I'll take my leave now, please do as you please."

Duan Chuiwen took two steps, suddenly remembered something, turned around and said: "In addition, please take back the title of 'Brother Duan', Your Highness, I can't bear it, and it is unreasonable."

After he finished speaking matter-of-factly, the tall figure disappeared at the top of the stairs.

Never looked back.

"Tsk..."

You had good intentions, but why did you mess it up again?

Which link caused the problem? Xia Houzhi was puzzled.

"Leopard's tail, fish's gills, tell me...that part of the article, why do you always refuse to accept my sincerity?" She held up her chin and murmured casually.

The confidants looked at each other and saw determination in each other's eyes. They immediately knelt on the ground and said in unison: "I understand!"

"Um……"

Before going to bed, Xia Houzhi thought about what happened during the day again, and then realized that something was wrong.

Understand? What did those two people understand?

The next day I went to court, which happened to be the day when officials from the fourth rank and above of Dali Temple entered the temple.

As soon as Duan Chuiwen appeared, he attracted the attention of many people.

"Master Duan, what's going on?"

"It's okay if the horse is frightened."

"Oh, you have to be careful..."

Xia Houzhi got off the sedan chair, heard the commotion, and took a look from a distance.

I saw that the man's left hand was wrapped in thick bandages several times, and there was also a scratch on his forehead.

She froze on the spot and suddenly realized something.

At the same time, I felt a thoughtful gaze cast on me.

When she raised her eyes to meet those deep black eyes, she was caught off guard and showed a guilty expression.

He tried to disguise himself, but it was already too late.
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