Everyone in the house, including the second prince, had already formed a circle and was ready for the game.

Lou Chunyin didn't know how these royal disciples thought of playing such a childish game, but she walked over and sat down in her seat.

Then, Bei Ming Qiye actually came over, and with a look of eyes, a maid immediately moved a chair and placed it beside her.

Go to your ancestor! Where can you sit? You have to sit next to me?

Lou Chunyin was very dissatisfied, but she could only complain in her heart.

Bei Ming Qi Yue was as surprised as her, "Brother, are you here to play too?"

"Second, I will not pursue your actions this time, but remember that this is the last time. If you commit another crime, I will definitely not show mercy." Bei Ming Qiye's energy has not yet disappeared.

He raised his hand impatiently, and Bei Ming Qi Yue said perfunctorily: "I know, I know. A few days ago, my father also gave me a different village. Although it is not as good as the emperor, it is at least my own. I won't come in the future."

Bei Ming Qiye was angry when he saw his disregarded look and he exacerbated: "It's not just this matter, you are the prince, don't forget your identity!"

Lou Chunyin listened silently. When Bei Ming Qiye taught people a lesson, it was really like that. He had the momentum of a superior. Unfortunately, no matter how good a person looks, he could not hide his inner filth.

"Brother, let's start now." The fifth princess took the flower ball that had been prepared too early and interjected, which eased the atmosphere.

"Okay, let's have fun. Today is the Spring Festival. I don't want to sweep your interest." Bei Ming Qiye relaxed his cold expression and said to the fifth princess: "Xiao Wu, throw the ball over."

The fifth princess was not really lost. She stood up and carefully handed the flower ball to Beiming Qiye before sitting back.

As a princess with a humble concubine, the fifth princess strictly abides by etiquette and law in every word and deed, and never breaks the rules.

Bei Ming Qiye weighed the flower ball in his hand and asked: "What are the rules?"

Seeing that Bei Ming Qi Yue had no intention of explaining, the fifth princess took the initiative to speak: "We just discussed it. When the drum stops, the person who got the flower balls will either do something according to everyone's requirements or drink a glass of wine to punish."

"Drinking?" Bei Ming Qiye's gaze fell on the wine glass on the tray in the palace servant's hand, his eyes flashed, as if he was a little stunned.

Lou Chunyin couldn't help but let him look at it. When he saw it, he almost cursed.

God is a glass of wine! Is that a glass of wine? The glass is so big that it almost catches the barrel. After drinking this glass, you will not be drunk to death.

Beiming Qiye didn't say anything, and pointed to a palace servant casually: "Go and beat the drum."

Lou Chunyin moved her body uncomfortably. Did she regret it? Although the probability of getting the flower ball is only one-seventh, what if the flower ball is really passed to her? Should she do what she wants, or choose to drink?

Before she could think about it, drums rang in her ears.

Yue Lanshan sat next to her. When she handed the flower ball, the drums suddenly stopped. She looked at the flower ball in her hand and was stunned.

Damn! Isn’t it a one-seventh chance? Why did you get caught in the beginning?

Seeing this, the second prince smiled a little badly.

"Oh, it was Miss Lou Er who got the flower ball!"

The fifth princess was also a little excited: "What should we ask her to do?"

Everyone's eyes were as bright as a hungry wolf, as if waiting to see her make a fool of herself, which was a very interesting thing.

Only Yue Lanshan is more righteous: "Don't bully Yinyin, just be fine, let her dance or write a poem."

puff!

Dancing, writing poetry?

Oh, my little ancestor, you wouldn’t be in the same group with them. Come and do it on purpose. Sister, I can’t dance, and even more so, write poetry. I can only tell jokes. Do you want to listen to jokes?

"Or why I'll give it to everyone..." Since I haven't thought about it, I'll take the initiative to attack, tell a joke first, and get confused.

Unfortunately, he was interrupted by Bei Ming Qi Yue after he was halfway through: "I came up with a good idea."

Lou Chunyin subconsciously felt something was wrong and even wanted to rush over and block his mouth. As it turned out, the method Bei Ming Qi Yue came up with was hundreds of times cheaper than she thought.

"It just so happens that my emperor brother is here today. Don't you like him? I'll give you a chance to kiss my emperor brother."

After hearing this request, everyone opened their eyes wide. Would it be a bit too much?

But the more you go, the better. Only when you go too far will you find a good idea.

Bei Ming Qi Ye frowned fiercely and glared at Bei Ming Qi Yue who was gloating: "You are itchy, aren't you?"

Beiming Qi Yue was not afraid of him, so she kept instigating Lou Chunyin: "Why are you still standing there? Go quickly. After kissing, let's start the next round."

Lou Chun stood up from the chair with a sound brush. Bei Ming Qiye, who was beside him, subconsciously retreated his body. At the same time, his hand that was originally resting on his knees also raised.

What do you think? Brother, don’t you really think I’m going to kiss you, right? I thought so beautifully, even if I go to kiss the pig, I won’t kiss you.

He strode to the palace servant, picked up a wine glass comparable to a wine barrel from the tray, and drank the wine in the glass in one go.

Cool!

After drinking the strong wine, my whole body became more comfortable, as if the Ren and Du meridians were opened.

Put down the wine glass and sit back on your original position.

Bei Ming Qi Yue looked stunned, opened her mouth wide and stared at her.

What are you looking at? Have you never seen a beautiful woman?

Lou Chunyin picked up the flower ball and sang: "Come again."

She felt that a person's bad luck should be limited, but unexpectedly, the second round of flower ball actually came to her hands again!

Damn it, let people play happily!

The second prince showed his thief expression again: "I know you are shy, let's do it. We all carry it on our backs. It's the conditions just now, you go..."

This time, before he could finish his words, Lou Chunyin got up, picked up the wine glass, and drank it dry in one sip.

Now, it was not only the second prince who was stunned, but even Bei Ming Qiye showed a shocked expression.

"What's wrong with you? You would rather drink such strong wine than get close to my emperor brother." Bei Ming Qi Yue shook her head and looked incomprehensible.

Next, although Lou Chunyin's luck was not so bad that she was hit every round, she got the flower ball by herself for more than half of the times.

Bei Ming Qi Yue's conditions have also changed. Anyway, they all have something to do with Bei Ming Qi Ye, so Lou Chunyin's choice has remained unchanged. She was drinking and finally got dizzy. She didn't know what she was doing.

"Hey, Miss Lou Er is drunk, who will help you?"

After drinking the eighth glass of wine, Lou Chunyin began to shake and her feet were floating. When Bei Ming Qi Yue saw that she seemed to fall, she shouted.

Beiming Qi Ye was closest to her. Seeing that she was drunk, she reached out to support her with a cold face. Lou Chunyin stood firm and looked up at him. Her eyes were very floating and there was no focal length.

Suddenly, she bent her lips and smiled, and said in an extremely weak voice: "Thank you, Prince."

Bei Ming Qiye's eyes suddenly shrank.
Chapter completed!