The Favor of the Delicate Villain of Quick Transmigration

Chapter 7, Prince and Slave ([-])
Shui Hanmo didn't expect to meet the little wife of the great demon king Mu Ye here, he tore the clothes hanging on the tree branch, and opened his mouth in a disdainful manner:
"You beg this hall,"

Wen Qingqing blinked her eyes and spoke slowly,
"But Your Royal Highness, I am neither envious of your appearance nor your power, why should I ask you?"

Shui Hanmo was stunned, feeling uncomfortable for some reason, these were the two things he was most proud of.His face was flushed red, and he opened the wine jar in a fit of embarrassment, and the intoxicating aroma immediately wafted out.

Wen Qingqing stared at the altar of unsealed fine wine with burning eyes, and immediately continued to speak,
"But I envy His Highness the Crown Prince. His martial arts are strong, he is heroic, he is suave, he is surrounded by beauties, he has all the money, fame and fortune, and most importantly, he can enjoy good wine at any time,"

She muttered the last sentence in a low voice, and there was one sentence that Wen Qingqing was right about, that is, Shui Hanmo's martial arts is very strong, so the last sentence reached the ears of the man on the tree without any accident.

Shui Hanmo smiled angrily, stopped looking at the coveted eyes of the villain under the tree, picked up the wine jar and put it to his mouth, Wen Qingqing's eyes widened,

"Fuck!!!"

Da Zhuang: ...Damn it, the true nature is about to be revealed,

Shui Hanmo froze in place for a moment, he looked at the cute and cute little girl on the ground in disbelief, who would have thought that such a little thing would say "Fuck", during the stalemate, Wen Qingqing's eyes were sharp and her hands were quick He picked up a small stone on the ground, and threw it accurately at the wine jar with a "swipe", and the light green wine flowed down the hole.
Then, Shui Hanmo saw a scene that he would never forget in his life. The first glance was shocking, but the first glance missed his life.

Wen Qingqing raised her goose-yellow skirt, and with a little bit of a smile, she ran towards him stepping on the peach blossoms all over the floor.She stopped under the tree, opened a small cherry mouth, raised her head to catch the wine that flowed down, her lips became redder, her eyes turned into crescent moons when she smiled, and she stretched out her pink and tender tongue to taste the wine wantonly .She lifted her skirt and spun around drinking, while happily showing off to Shui Hanmo.When the fine wine fell, Wen Qingqing's lips were stained red, and Shui Hanmo's handsome face was also stained red.

Among the falling peach blossoms, a goose-yellow woman dances in the forest beautifully, like an elf among flowers, accompanied by the fragrance of fine wine, making people linger even more.

Shui Hanmo was stupefied for a moment, and when he came to his senses, he yelled at the guards behind Wen Qingqing with red ears and angrily,

"You've all heard that shit. It's not what this hall said. This is the woman your master likes. As a woman, instead of abiding by female virtues, she's lazy, and she's full of dirty words. This palace urges you to go back and persuade your master, this woman is not as pure and kind as she appears on the surface, someday she will deceive your master into not having to wear underwear,..."

Wen Qingqing drank enough wine, squinted her eyes and leaned lazily on the tree to hear him get angry.

The guard was also taken aback. Is this still the soft, honest-looking princess who is cute and cute like a little white rabbit?He hesitated for a moment, remembering that since the prince of the Western Regions came to the palace that night, the prince secretly sent someone to tell everyone that he would call Wen Qingqing the princess when he saw Wen Qingqing.he looked up,
"Your Highness, we are from Nan'an Palace,"

Shui Hanmo squinted his eyes, as long as he thought that Mu Ye would give up Wen Qingqing under the joint persuasion of everyone, he would be very happy. He pretended not to care and waved his hands,

"You don't have to thank me for helping you—"

The dumbfounded guard went on to say loudly,

"And this is our Princess Nan'an!!!"

Shui Hanmo: ...

He actually wanted to scold his father, but he couldn't, because a peach leaf flew towards him aggressively,

Shui Hanmo narrowed his eyes, turned over and jumped off the tree,

Mu Ye had already walked in front of him, his face extremely gloomy.

"This king doesn't know that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Western Regions is actually an eighth woman. My concubine's miscarriages have been repeated over and over again, and she is in charge of my backyard!"

A sharp look flashed in Shui Hanmo's eyes, he understood that Mu Ye was hinting at him.Mu Ye was naturally capable of forcing the palace to kill many princes, but he never thought that Mu Ye would be so clear about his own backyard.He calmed down, and returned to his usual unrestrained smile,
"Why, our Nan'an prince is so defensive, tsk tsk tsk, this palace has never thought that the prince can also be this flower protector. The prince has made many ladies in the capital heartbroken before!"

Mu Ye glanced at Wen Qingqing who was leaning against the peach tree and squinting her eyes slightly. A few petals of the peach blossom fell on her shoulders, as if they were integrated with the peach tree.The light blue tassel hairpin was sticking crookedly on her head, probably because she just turned around. Thinking of this, Mu Ye's eyes darkened, what should I do, her princess is disobedient.He sneered,
"Naturally, it can't compare to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince back then. There are ten miles of long streets and thousands of houses with red candles."

"you--"

Shui Hanmo was annoyed for a moment, and subconsciously turned her head to look at Wen Qingqing. She turned over, her lips curled up slightly, and she was sleeping soundly.

There is a tradition in the Western Regions. Since ancient times, when the princes of the Western Regions are adults, they have to walk around the streets for ten miles, accompanied by tens of thousands of mighty guards.Before patrolling the streets, the prince has to carefully review the albums of ladies in the capital, looking for the person he likes to be his prince concubine.On this night, many ladies shut themselves at home and lit red candles.The eliminated famous ladies will have their guards come to tell them to put out the candles.But when it was the prince Shui Hanmo's turn, one hundred thousand candles were lit in the capital for a whole night.So much so that he still doesn't have a princess.

Mu Ye's eyes darkened, and he walked straight over, took off his brocade robe and covered Wen Qingqing's body.She had just drank wine, her face was terribly red, and her white skin looked smooth and delicate, which made her feel itchy.

"If it's all right, His Royal Highness should go back first, and come to trade with the king when His Royal Highness needs it."

Mu Ye picked up Wen Qingqing's soft body and held him tightly in his arms. He turned around and gave the order to evict the guest sharply.

Shui Hanmo's eyes turned involuntarily to his small body under the black brocade robe.Sighing, ready to leave,

"Isn't this His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who actually has time to visit Lishan Temple? Compared with the Western Regions, how is Dongli?"

Young Master Qianqian, dressed in white, walked over from not far away. He picked up the folding fan in his hand, and with the sunshine of his smile, he walked up to the two of them and stood still, slightly bent over,

"Uncle, this is—"

Mu Ye looked at his nephew who couldn't express his smile, and said lightly,
"Your aunt,"

Mu Rufeng made an extremely surprised look, covered his mouth in surprise, and asked innocently,

"Then who is this?"

"My lord,"

Behind the palace man, a delicate and weak figure in pink came over, the jade ornaments on his head collided and jingled,
It's Zhao Yun'er.

(End of this chapter)