Xia Qinghuan stared at Bi Qingsheng, watching him poured three glasses of wine, drank it generously, and then begged: "Miss Xia, please stay by the Ninth Prince and hold him firmly, so that other women can take advantage of anything. I will give up completely here, Xiaosheng."

Everyone present burst into laughter, but they didn't expect that Bi Qingsheng would have such a playful side.

Xia Qinghuan glanced at Yue Lingxi with a gray face and said lazily: "Young Master Qingsheng is wrong. I am quite confident in Master Jiu. Even if some people give her a chance, she may not have the ability to hook my Master Jiu away."

Her words were half-thorny, and she glanced at Yue Lingxi again, and many people present understood.

Yue Lingxi calmly ate the vegetables without showing any expression, with a smile on her lips.

Xia Qinghuan knew that this woman was really good at pretending. If such a woman married Xiang Zhujiu, then Xiang Zhujiu would be a kind of sadness. She would never let Xiang Zhujiu marry her.

After making up his mind, Xia Qinghuan wanted to embarrass Yue Lingxi. When she thought of Bizhuqin, she could guess some signs. It was probably that Yue Lingxi threw the Bizhuqin in on purpose.

I don’t know if it was the first time I met, but Yue Lingxi realized that she liked the Bizhuqin. If she knew that she threw it in, she would definitely not let her go!

That was a blue bamboo zither that my mother thought about and never forgets until she died. The only one in the world is the one in the world. The zither masters all cherish it as treasures. If the woman Yue Lingxi ruined it for her own selfish interests, she would definitely let her know the pain of destroying people’s beloved things!

Even if she finally left Xiang Zhujiu, she would definitely not let the woman stay by Xiang Zhujiu's side.

Such a woman will only reduce Xiang Zhujiu's taste.

"Miss Xia is very right, so it is even more impossible for me to clean myself up just to get the Ninth Prince." Bi Qingsheng cleverly answered the words, stood up... and looked at Xiang Zhujiu with a smile.

Xiang Zhujiu was very satisfied with what Xia Qinghuan said, and his depression disappeared a little. His slender fingers stroked the strings of the piano and made a crisp and long tremolo.

"Since Young Master Qingsheng is unwilling to purify himself, then don't make any trouble. If you have such ideas in the future, you can come to me. I will definitely pave the way for you and let you enter the palace along the way."

He spoke slowly to Zhujiu, using his magnetic low voice.

Bi Qingsheng smiled with a hint: "Ninth Prince, Miss Xia is still waiting for your piano sound."

The people present burst into laughter again, whispering to each other, and tapped Zhujiu with one hand on the strings of the piano. A hint of crampedness flashed through the pair of Liuli's eyes: "It's boring to play the piano alone, why don't you come and dance with me?"

Xia Qinghuan was having a good time eating, and he was stunned as soon as he opened his mouth... What's this guy doing? Call her up and accompany her for a dance, crazy!

What kind of dance she dances... won't!

Humph, do you want me to make a fool of myself? Xia Qinghuan stood up with a snickering: "Since Master Jiu's request, how can I not obey?"

But Xiang Zhujiu was stunned. Unexpectedly, Xia Qinghuan could do it? Not only would she accept it so generously...

Xia Qinghuan walked to the banquet gracefully, looked at Zhujiu provocatively, and attached herself to his ear and said, "Master Jiu, if I danced like a four-dimensional person, don't blame me if I make you ugly."

Xiang Zhujiu was a little worried: "Or, don't jump..." He was not worried about making a fool of himself, but she was afraid that Xia Qinghuan would show off, and she felt uncomfortable after being mocked.

"No, Master Jiu, you want me to dance, of course I have to dance. I am your woman, how can I not listen to you?" Xia Qinghuan decisively rejected the proposal not to dance.

Xiang Zhujiu felt that he had a little slap. He would not have made such a proposal if he had known it. He originally wanted to make things difficult for Xia Qinghuan. Who asked her to tease her like this? Why is this the one who is on the weak side again!

Instead, it made me embarrassed.

"Okay, but you will be told by others that you can't cry." Xiang Zhujiu looked at her worriedly.

"Tsk, I won't cry. I'm not a three-year-old child." Xia Qinghuan said, and straightened up: "Master Jiu, prepare to play, so many people are waiting."

Xiang Zhujiu frowned, since she wanted to jump, just jump.

"You guys dance together with Huan'er." Xiang Zhujiu was afraid that she would dance too much, so he told the dancer to go with her. At least there were too many people, so it wouldn't be too embarrassing to dance.

"No... let them all go down, of course I have to dance alone by the Ninth Master's song." Xia Qinghuan chuckled and swept over the audience, his tone a little arrogant.

She was wearing a pink ancient patterned double butterfly cloud-shaped thousand-water skirt, and her sleeves were elegant, which set off her charming and charming. Her waist was graceful like a weak willow. Although there were red bumps on her face, she was still beautiful and beautiful, with a natural beauty.

Now when people look at Xia Qinghuan, she stood in the center so confidently and upright, she actually found that she was so beautiful.

Hiding in the arms of the Ninth Prince, hiding all these advantages.

The Ninth Prince wants to hide the charm of the golden cup...

Xiang Zhujiu sighed helplessly, forget it, let her do whatever she wants.

His slender fingers danced lightly on the strings of the piano, and a song of flowing mountains flowed out. The sound of the piano was melodious and quiet. Xia Qinghuan was unconscious. It seemed that people gave him the Bizhu Qin and the Qinyi were not random. Xiang Zhu and Qinyi were good.

Xia Qinghuan was naturally unwilling to fall behind. She waved her sleeves and danced lightly, and her willow waist was as amazing as a water snake...

In addition, Xia Qinghuan's charming eyes that had practiced charming skills, she looked at everyone while dancing, and looked at them, making everyone drunk.

The charming technique requires dancing... Xiang Zhujiu still wants to stump her... he doesn't even think about what she is best at.

This time, Xiang Zhujiu was confused... While banging, he looked at Xia Qinghuan's charming posture, and his heart was regretful. How could he let others see such a beautiful side of Xia Qinghuan...

He was so angry that he didn't obey his hands. He played several wrongly. Finally, he simply pressed his big palm on the strings and stood up angry: "After the performance, everyone drinks... My Huan'er is a little uncomfortable and should not exercise vigorously."

As he said that, he walked to the center and pulled Xia Qinghuan back into his arms, looking at her with a gloomy face: "Don't dance in front of others in the future..."

This plump and colorful body made the group of disciples watch it, and Xiang Zhujiu was so angry...

"Didn't you let me dance..." Xia Qinghuan didn't even know where he got angry...

Everyone here was shocked, not understanding why the Ninth Prince was so shocked today... They were just able to see it, and just realized the intoxicating state of Wu's ability, he stood up and destroyed it!

"I asked you to dance...I...I'm wrong...I won't let you dance again next time." Xiang Zhujiu wanted to slap himself twice, and his mind was broken. He suddenly came out and asked Xia Qing to dance with him. This was just a mess for himself.

"But I just asked you to dance, how could you wink at the man!" Xiang Zhujiu sat down with her in her arms. The more she thought about it, the more unhappy she felt, she had become. She had been so cheaper.

"You should have expressions when dancing. Otherwise, you will dance poorly. I am the top dancer." Xia Qinghuan didn't know which nerve he had been stepped on again... She suddenly became gloomy again.

"What dancer, you are my Xiang Zhujiu's woman!" Xiang Zhujiu was almost gloomy. He really didn't open any pot and shot himself in the foot.

"Your woman can't dance?" Xia Qinghuan was too lazy to pay attention to his unreasonable trouble and started eating by himself.

However, these dishes are really not very good. I wonder if it is because the Ninth Prince's own appetite has been scammered. He used to be able to eat anything, but now he feels that such a gluttonous feast is tasteless.

Xia Qinghuan frowned and put down her chopsticks.

Xiang Zhujiu, who had originally planned to educate her well that she could not show her charming look in front of other men, saw her so disgusted and caringly asked: "What's wrong? Why don't you eat?"

"It's not delicious." Xia Qinghuan wrinkled his pretty nose.

Xiang Zhujiu smiled: "Then I'll go back and let the chef prepare something delicious for you. You can eat snacks, this crispy crisp is pretty good." As he said, he picked up a piece of golden dragon beard crisp and handed it to Xia Qinghuan's lips. He had forgotten to educate her, and a woman's appetite was important.

Xia Qinghuan opened her lips and ate it. The dragon beard crispy melted in her mouth, and it was sweet and greasy...

"Well, it's not bad, it's just a little sweet." Xia Qinghuan nodded and took a sip of goat milk...

"Then eating this wick cake is a specialty of the Kingdom of Heaven, not very sweet..." Xiang Zhujiu quickly picked up the wick cake for her.

In the eyes of others, the Nine Prince was like a personal eunuch serving the emperor, serving Xia Qinghuan as if he were the emperor...

"Well... this is good... I want it." Xia Qinghuan was happy to eat, and also forgot how inferior he was to behave now, how arrogant he was to be. Naturally, he felt that it was appropriate to feed Zhujiu her.

Many years later, when Xia Qinghuan thinks of this, she will feel upset and find it difficult to fall asleep.

It is difficult to gather and part, and it turns into rain hatred. The beauty of the past will become a sharp sword to scratch the heart after it is dispersed.

The birthday party was halfway through, and Xiang Zhujiu stood up and announced to everyone: "Everyone is here today. I will go to the Kingdom of Victims in two days and will not come back in half a year. There will be someone to maintain the business. If you have any business transactions that are unclear, you can go to the Kingdom of Victims to find me, but I plan to stop asking for anything else."

After Xiang Zhujiu finished speaking, he looked at Xiang Yujue in the right position. This was the last move he could take to retreat. If the third prince still didn't know how to give in, he would never tolerate him.

Xia Qinghuan thought in her mind that he would go to the Kingdom of Heaven the day after tomorrow. If she took her there, how should she escape? Will Wuchangde be together?

Although she had heard that he was going to the Kingdom of Despise, she felt a little nervous again when she actually said it.
Chapter completed!