But Xia Qinghuan said that the West Courtyard is not as good as the main Courtyard, which is really a lie. This will be where his women will live in the future, and the things they use are the same as the main Courtyard, so how could it be worse than that?

"Your Majesty, you really know how to misinterpret my meaning. What I mean is that although this place is good, it is not that you usually live in the most comfortable main courtyard. It is a strange place for the prince, and things are not smooth to use."

Xia Qinghuan immediately denied.

"Oh, it turns out that Huan'er cares about me so much. Anyway, you will live here in the future. I must be familiar with it. Why not start to get familiar with it from tonight. Everything in the room must be familiar with it, including this couch and that bed..." Xiang Zhujiu lowered his head and blew the heat in her ear gently, and said in an evil tone.

A pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes flashed with playful eyes.

A strange color flashed through Xia Qinghuan's eyes. It seemed that Xiang Zhujiu was really planning to lock herself up for the rest of her life?

"You are joking, Prince, this is the future princess. I don't have a place to live now, so how can I live for a long time if I spend some time?" Xia Qinghuan smiled slightly, as if she had heard a happy joke.

Xiang Zhujiu, don’t want me to follow you without any name. I also have dignity. When I like you, I let you hug and kiss you because I like you.

But if you want to keep me as a pet, watch you marry a bunch of other women, and finally be fought to death by them, then life will never be possible.

A hint of displeasure flashed into Zhujiu's pupils, but after enduring it, he didn't want to have another conflict.

He reached out his hand to hold Xia Qinghuan's tenderness, and gently kneaded her palm with his thumb and index finger. Although her hands were slender, they were fleshy. It felt very touching, soft and soft to the touch.

"Huan'er, I didn't joke with you. You can choose any room in this West Chamber of Commerce. You can live there if you want. It's okay if you want to occupy this West Chamber of Commerce alone." Xiang Zhujiu said softly, as if he was promising something, and some words were hidden in his heart but he didn't say it.

When he wasn't sure, he was still not ready to say it.

Xia Qinghuan snorted inwardly. No matter how good the house is, it is not like a cage with gold. She doesn't have that great ability to believe that she can accept it. Besides, even without these, it is impossible for her and him to do so.

His answer made her heart even colder.

Maybe she will only be moved by him in this life, but she will not beg for him.

I wanted to leave in the past because I was afraid that he would be sad. Now I want to leave because I know that he would not be sad at all.

Maybe he will feel frustrated because he can't control himself for a moment, but he will never be sad. He still keeps his position as a princess for the woman he really likes.

Xia Qinghuan didn't refute anything when she heard this, and let him hold his hand. His slender five fingers tightly held her, but her heart was cold.

"Prince, Miss Xia, the wine has been brought." At this moment, Cui Liu came in with a tray, happily put it on the couch and stepped back.

"I am right outside the door, do you want to shout directly if you have any instructions..." Cui Liu retreated with a smile.

"Prince, let's have a drink..." Xia Qinghuan broke away Xiang Zhujiu's arms without any trace, stood up and took the bottle on the table.

He carefully filled two glasses and handed a glass to Xiang Zhujiu with a clever smile: "I have known Prince Jiu for so many days, and I have never drunk wine with you."

She said as she stretched out her head and looked out the window happily, "The moonlight tonight looks good, so why don't we have a good drink."

Xiang Zhujiu took the wine glass she handed over, raised his head and drank it all in a neat way. His sexy Adam's apple slid up and down, making Xia Qinghuan feel itchy when she saw it.

It seemed like something was slutting her heart... Xiang Zhujiu was a man as beautiful as a banished immortal after all.

"Since Huan'er is interested, I should accompany you..." A hint of cramping flashed through Zhujiu's black eyes. This girl wanted to fight with him? Let's see if she has a lot of alcohol or he has a lot of alcohol.

It was just right to get her drunk, and he didn't believe she could escape his palm tonight.

"I have finished drinking... Huan'er hasn't drunk yet." Xiang Zhujiu looked at Xia Qinghuan with a charming smile.

Xia Qinghuan was frozen there... What should I do if she doesn't have a good alcohol tolerance?

She touched her face, by the way! She shook her head in embarrassment: "Prince, I have forgotten the red bumps on my face. If I drink, will it stimulate them?"

Xiang Zhujiu was stunned immediately. He forgot that he had made the red bumps on Xia Qinghuan's face...

Why is this? Now when I look carefully, I realize that the red bumps on Xia Qinghuan's face are actually quite obvious, but he subconsciously ignored those annoying things. Xia Qinghuan's original beautiful face was still in his eyes.

He could actually completely ignore the things on Xia Qinghuan's face...

This... Xiang Zhujiu realized that he seemed to be more than just obsessed with Xia Qinghuan.

Xia Qinghuan 38

"Then stop drinking it quickly... How could you forget this? Cui Liu..." Xiang Zhujiu immediately shouted Cui Liu in a angrily voice.

Cuiliu hurriedly ran in and asked for some unknown reason: "Mr. Jiu...what is there to tell me."

"How did you take care of Miss Xia? Don't you know if there is any injury on her face? She said you should bring it over and I don't know how to persuade her." Xiang Zhujiu was a little frustrated. The problem was such a big thing, and he forgot about it himself.

If Xia Qinghuan's face is really ruined, how should he explain to Xia Qinghuan?

Which woman can ignore her face!

Especially Xia Qinghuan, a face that is more delicate and beautiful than other women, must not suffer any loss. Although he doesn't care what she becomes, he still hopes that she can be happy.

Every day, she can see her beautiful appearance when looking in the mirror, so she will be much happier.

Cui Liu suddenly woke up and slapped herself hard and said distressedly: "I know I am wrong, I know I am wrong, I forgot for a moment, Miss Xia is sorry."

Xia Qinghuan shook her head: "Idiot, what do you do to beat me? I forgot this. The Ninth Prince himself also forgot it. Why should I blame Cui Liu?"

Xia Qinghuan looked at Xiang Zhujiu with some displeasure. She just made an excuse, but she didn't expect that Cuiliu would be blamed, and she felt uncomfortable.

"Miss Xia, stop talking. This matter is really my negligence..." Cui Liu looked at her with a sorry look.

"Everyone has times when we forget things, we all forgot it. It's not your fault." Xia Qinghuan couldn't bear it when she saw her blaming herself. At least it was her own face, and she didn't care about it. Instead, she blamed others. She couldn't do it.

"Okay, go down and get some peace of mind tea for Miss Xia. Next time I will remember the master's affairs. I don't want such a thing to happen again next time." Although Xiang Zhujiu let Cui Liu go, Zheng Di's voice warning still made Cui Liu remember how big the mistake she made this time.

Master Jiu never said harsh words to her, and this time I was really angry with her.

Cuiliu retreated with some guilt.

Xia Qinghuan sighed helplessly. It seemed that she had asked for the matter, but the consequence was that someone else had suffered the crime.

Xiang Zhujiu took the wine glass from Xia Qinghuan's hand, drank it all, took her hand and hugged her in her arms again, resting her chin on her shoulder and gently said, "I'm sorry, I forgot about this, otherwise I would never let you touch the wine."

Uh... Xia Qinghuan was a little surprised and didn't expect to apologize to Zhu Jiuhui for this matter.

"There won't be another next time." Xiang Zhujiu stretched out his slender fingers and brushed the red bumps on her cheeks: "Does it hurt?"

He was so angry today that he forgot that there was a wound on her face and was still angry with her. When did his temper become like this? It was time to control it.

"It's nothing... This is not a big deal, and even if you drink alcohol, you may not necessarily have anything. It's just that I'm paying more attention to it." Xia Qinghuan said a little embarrassedly.

It turned out that others cared about themselves more than she herself. She felt that Xiang Zhujiu was caring about herself sincerely, but she also understood in her heart that this kind of care was only temporary.

As he said, he could give her good deeds, not what Xia Qinghuan wanted.

He just did what he was willing to do, and it had nothing to do with her Xia Qinghuan.

He can be willing to be nice to her today, and maybe when he gets up tomorrow morning, he will also be bad to her according to his own wishes. These are not something she can control. She is like a pawn, and it is his own wish to protect or abandon him.

"I don't want you to be hurt because of me, do you know?" Xiang Zhujiu drank a glass of wine with some anger, and some words were choked in his heart, but he didn't know how to say it.

Just now, he had already realized that he might not be just a temporary obsession with Xia Qinghuan.

Xia Qinghuan couldn't understand him anymore, and she was not angry. He felt as if he had done something so sorry for her.

He almost pinched her jaw, and why didn't he apologize, but he blamed himself for these trivial matters?

I really don’t understand the heart of a noble prince like him. Maybe everything is his own way of doing what he wants.

Cui Liu brought Ningshen's tea in. Xia Qinghuan sat on the other side of the jade couch and nestled in Xiang Zhujiu's arms, which always made her feel uneasy, and Ningshen's tea would probably be in vain.

Ningshen tea is slightly bitter and sweet afterwards, and it is very cool to the mouth... Xia Qinghuan likes it quite well.

Unconsciously a smile appeared on his face.

Xiang Zhujiu held the wine glass and looked at her with affectionate eyes and murmured: "Huan'er, you should really smile more. When you smile, the pear blossoms bloom, and when you smile, the stars are bright... It's really a stunning person."

Xia Qinghuan curled her lips: "The Ninth Prince's eyes are so unique. How beautiful can a woman with red bumps on her face be?"

No one doesn't like others' sincere praise, let alone a noble person like Xiang Zhujiu. Although Xia Qinghuan retorted it, she couldn't help but feel happy.

"The flaws do not hide the merits. I have long forgotten that there are red bumps on your face, otherwise I would not have forgotten that you cannot drink." Xiang Zhujiu smiled lightly and showed a shallow dimples.

Xia Qinghuan secretly pinched her fingertips, and could not be bewitched by this evil beauty...

"The Ninth Prince is indeed a person who cherishes beauty." Xia Qinghuan laughed, but was secretly complaining in her heart. Why is this guy still so awake and doesn't feel drunk at all?

"Nine Prince, come and drink... I will toast you with tea instead of wine." Xia Qinghuan quickly poured Xiang Zhujiu's wine...

I thought to myself, why did the wine glass I brought was so small, so I brought it over and looked carefully for a while: "This wine glass is not good, it can't make the wine more mellow. I should change it to someone else..."

A strange color flashed through Zhujiu's dark pupils. Is this girl thinking that the cup is too small and can't she get drunk?

"Huan'er, I feel my head hurts a little, but I still don't drink anymore... I'm shaking when I see the figure." Xiang Zhujiu supported his head and began to pretend.

Xia Qinghuan was happy: "Nine Prince, no, you have a drinker so little. Come on, if you don't finish these two pots, you can't get drunk. Otherwise, you will be laughed at if you spread it. The Ninth Prince, who has great power, will be knocked down by two glasses of wine."

Xia Qinghuan didn't plan to change the cup anymore. He enthusiastically stretched out his hands over several tables and placed the wine glass directly on Zhujiu's lips: "Come on, Master Jiu, I'll feed you."

You didn't feed me, you just planned to kill me.

The dead woman actually spent this effort, but unfortunately she used the wrong place to use it. She gently opened her red lips to drink the wine, then reached out and suddenly grabbed her tender gland and placed it on her lips and licked it gently: "Huan'er's little hand is much more fragrant than wine."

He raised his eyes and looked at Xia Qinghuan with evil eyes.

Xia Qinghuan felt a numbness passing by her hands, her face turned red unconsciously, and her body became hot. The damn prince was actually picking her.

"You... are drinking, don't touch my hands. You didn't wash your hands just now. Don't you think it's dirty." Xia Qinghuan said as disgusting words as possible.

She wanted to pull her hand back, but she was tightly shackled by Xiang Zhujiu and couldn't even pull it, let alone trying to pull it back.

This guy didn't seem to be drunk, it seemed to be doing it on purpose.
To be continued...