"It's late at night, and I'm still covered with a veil. Isn't it because I'm too ugly to see people? Haha~"

After saying that, he smiled coquettishly again.

She is the oiran of Hongxiang Pavilion.

She is a beauty that makes most of the men in the capital dream about her.

In terms of appearance, she is self-aware and confident enough.

She smiled, but the people around her didn't.

Yu Wenjing turned his head and stared at her smile in confusion, "Is it funny?"

Yanran still had a smile on her face, looking at her in a flattering manner.

A pair of smiling eyes only send love to the moon, and the lips bite lightly but say nothing.

"I don't think it's funny at all."

Yanran froze for a moment and gradually stopped smiling.

The temperature in Yu Wenjing's eyes had already dropped when the blue figure disappeared at the end of the corridor.

The long eyelashes covered the fierceness in his eyes, and coupled with the dimness of the night, it was difficult for people to detect it.

Yanran's face turned pale, and she called carefully, "Your Majesty..."

"Why do you want to compare with her?"

He stretched out his hand to pick the beauty's chin, and was forced to raise her head to meet his gaze.

He asked again, with a very sincere tone, "What are you comparing to her?"

"This face?" His eyes slowly moved down and swept over her body, like a knife gouging her. "Or is it your body?"

There was no harsh word, but the sheer contempt in his words made her pale.

The force on his hand was so strong that it hurt her bones.

The beauty was in pain, and her eyes trembled even more, "Your Majesty, if Yanran did something wrong, please have mercy~"

Yu Wenjing's eyes were sinister and cold, but there was no emotion at all.

"Come to serve me, no one has taught you the rules?"

"Your Majesty, I...I was just joking, I was just talking..."

She had served him several times and mistakenly thought that he treated her differently.

But now it seems that she was wrong.

"A joke?" Yu Wenjing repeated her words playfully,

"Who are you? Are you worthy of making fun of her? Are you worthy of making fun of me?"

The beauty didn't dare to say anything anymore, so she could only stand on tiptoe, using her strength to make herself feel better, and humbly begging to be let go.

"Your Majesty, I was wrong, I was wrong..."

Withdrawing his hand, Yu Wenjing felt disgusted and said, "Go away, I'm not in the mood today."

Yanran fell to the ground and finally breathed a sigh of relief, holding her chest and gasping for breath.

"Yes...yes, Yanran is leaving now, Yanran is leaving now..."

"Wait a minute."

Yanran stopped without hesitation.

Yu Wenjing, "I almost forgot something."

When Yanran turned back, she looked at him with a look of obsession.

Although the prince is moody, she is still willing to get along with him.

Even if it's just for a few nights.

Yu Wenjing raised his hand easily and landed on her cheek.

It was clearly his love for his concubine, but in the midst of the lingering emotions, a scream came out in the next moment.

"ah--"

The female voice screaming in pain was very sad at night.

Yu Wenjing lazily threw away his hand.

Untie your belt and take off your clothes directly.

His clothes were just stained with blood and were already dirty. It didn't matter if he added more.

Anyway, he wasn't going to ask for it anymore.

In fact, it wasn't just his hands, there was a trail of blood on the ground.

Before leaving, he glanced at the man twitching in pain on the ground and said,

"You won't be able to see anyone with your face from now on, remember to stay away."

After saying that, he walked away.

Su Yingxiu did not sleep well when she returned to the room. She lay on the bed with her eyes open until dawn, then she closed her eyes in a daze.

Not long after, Su Yingxiu heard the voice first before she opened her eyes because she was in low spirits.

They are the little maids Chunhe and Qiuyue who serve her.
Chapter completed!