Quick Travel: Bringing Revenge System to Flirt with Han

The girl's face turned red and her fists were shaking.

Liu Si lowered his head and thought about running away, "Moreover, Young Master Rong specially held a Baihua Festival in order to paint beautiful girls in the city..."

The more he spoke, the angrier the girl next to him became. Her cute little almond-shaped eyes burned brightly, until he finally punched the wall.

The wall peeled off!

"This dissolute dandy!" How could Your Majesty betroth the princess to such a person? !

"Yes, yes, yes, you are a dandy, you are a dissolute man. The girl is right! That's a good scolding," Liu Si was so frightened that he kept echoing and asked tremblingly, "Young one...can you leave?"

"Get out!" Huang Ying roared, and Liu Si rolled and crawled away from the alley, forgetting to take the pole.

"Ying'er, do you want to tell the princess what you heard?"

Huang Ying calmed down for a long time before calming down the anger in her heart, "That's not necessary. When the princess wakes up and hears that she has such a marriage, doesn't she just want to get rid of him? Yingyi goes to call some killers, who knows? Kill him without him noticing"

"Okay, okay." Ying Yi disappeared in a flash.

Huang Ying walked out of the alley and plunged into the brothel, and loud cheers filled her ears.

Looking up, a group of slender and romantic women with half-exposed breasts were surrounding the man who was drinking and fisting with others.

The man was born with skin as white as snow, red lips and white teeth, a pair of peach blossom eyes, shining with hope, so beautiful that it is difficult to distinguish between male and female. Not to mention women, even men can hardly refuse such a beauty.

The person opposite who was drinking with the man had most of his eyes on the man's face.

The promiscuous woman beside her put her jade arms on the man's body, her charming eyes as silk, and the man's eyes were blurred, and her appearance became more and more alluring.

"Master Rong, you have a lot of wine. If you drink wine from Cuihu, you must also drink wine from Cuiliu, otherwise the slave family will be unhappy."

"Okay, okay, this beauty invites you. How can I refuse?" The man's voice was clear and sweet, making the group of women giggle.

After drinking the wine to the fullest, the man moved his lips half-open to the woman's hand, picked up the wine bottle, and tilted his neck slightly.

The wine soaked the clothes along the soft jawline, causing the woman to scream and the man to applaud.

Huang Ying stared straight at this scene, her face was so angry that she quickly averted her eyes, like a libertine.

She slammed the wine glass on the table angrily.

The crisp sound attracted the attention of the woman in red beside her, "Hey, whose young lady is this? Are you here to find your husband-in-law?"

Huang Ying's breath stagnated and she looked over with cold eyes, "What nonsense are you talking about? Watch your tongue."

The woman smiled coquettishly and said, "This little lady's temper will not make men like her."

She glanced at the direction Huang Ying was looking at just now, showed a hint of understanding, and smiled, "I won't attract Mr. Rong to like him."

"boom!"

This sentence was no less than a thunderbolt. Huang Ying's brain exploded, "Who likes such a dirty man?"

"Wow, you're a great host, someone scolded you." Bai Tuanzi lay on Rong Mo's shoulder with a look on his face.

Rong Mo's eyebrows were raised, and her lips were still glistening. Looking sideways, she saw a cute girl stepping on a stool, her face flushed and her ears red, scaring a group of people.

Could it be the original romantic debt?Rong Mo thought for a moment in his mind, there is no such person.

Besides, the original person was not really romantic. Rong's mother, Huizhi Lanxin, saw the current situation clearly. In the past few years, the war between Anming and Yun Kingdoms had been tense. Rong's father had a large number of troops and won the hearts of the people. How could the emperor sleep peacefully?

Seeing the two sons of the Rong family showing off their talents, the emperor would not let the Rong family go if a third son came out.

So Rong's mother disguised herself as a romantic, and she became the loving mother who was as spoiled as killing her children. Even the old general Rong didn't know about this.

Rong Mo threw away the wine bottle and stood up, swaying slightly as he walked toward the woman. His soft face was flushed, and the wound at the corner of his mouth was not funny but endearing.

"Which family are you...a girl from? Are you here to look for me?"

"Stop talking nonsense! Who is looking for you?" Huang Ying yelled at Rong Mo like a cat with exploded fur.

It happened that Lan Li chased after him at this time, "Sister Huang Ying, can you see that young master Rong?"

"Oh~ I'm not here to find my son~"

Rong Mo nodded ambiguously, shook his folding fan, and said with a crooked smile, "It's not a shameful thing for a girl to be pregnant with spring. If the girl is happy, she might as well say so. I always welcome anyone who comes~"

He bites all comers very gently, opening and closing his red lips, full of temptation, and the people watching on the side swallow their saliva.

The little girl was so angry at him that she grabbed the wine glass on the side and threw it at him, "You idiot, only a blind person will be happy with you!"

"Sister Huang Ying, this is..."

"No! Leave quickly!" Huang Ying glared at the woman in blue, pulled her sleeves and left.

Rong Mo scolded slightly and pulled off his wrinkled sleeves. The brothel woman behind him leaned towards him with a wine glass.

"No more fun. I drank too much today. The young master will come again tomorrow." Rong Mo avoided the woman with a smile and turned around to leave.

The smell of rouge all over his body made his nose itchy. Rong Mo walked carelessly on the street, and others hid aside when they saw him.

There were always a few people in the crowd who were not afraid of death. A tall, thick man with a greasy face deliberately bumped into Rong Mo.

Rong Mo dodged intentionally, but the man grabbed his cuffs.

“You little boy, why don’t you look at the road when you’re walking??”

Rong Mo frowned and pulled out his sleeves forcefully. He just looked drunk. He had blocked the alcohol when he drank, and his head was extremely clear.

It's really rare to have a head-on collision.

Rong Mo showed off his bully face, nodded and shouted inarticulately, "Get out of here, you dare to block my way, are you going to kill me?"

Seeing Rong Molu's unsteady appearance, the man smiled contemptuously, "Can the young master of the General's Mansion be so arrogant and confuse right and wrong? With so many pairs of eyes looking at you, just because I didn't make way for you, you Want to kill someone in the street?"

"???"

Rong Mo's eyes were condensed, it wasn't because he was being disrespectful, it was because someone wanted to put a blame on him.

You have a clear mind and put yourself on the weak side to win sympathy. Even though you are a big-time person and you are rich, you still open a teahouse.

That was within the scope of his business. Rong Mo staggered on his feet and fell down. He pointed at the man with trembling jade fingers and said in an extremely weak voice, "How dare you... dare to commit murder on the street?"

After speaking, he rolled his eyes and left the rest to the great masses of the people.

"What?!" The man stared at Rong Mo who fell to the ground in panic.

"I, I didn't meet you at all, you framed me!"

They were very close to each other. Did they touch each other? Who saw it?

The unsuspecting people who were eating melons exploded when they saw Rong Mo lying on the ground unconscious.

"Hurry and report to the official, Young Master Rong has been assassinated!"

No matter how romantic Rong Mo was, it was just a topic of conversation after dinner. He had never done anything harmful to nature. What if he was assassinated in the street and was an enemy spy?

The man didn't expect things to develop like this and wanted to run away immediately.

Two people dressed as guards rushed out and pushed him to the ground. The elegant and elegant third prince from the crowd walked over and glanced at Rong Mo.

"The Third Prince is here!" The people who were eating melons all retreated to both sides and knelt down.

The third prince smiled kindly and raised his hand, "No need to be polite. I saw the excitement here, so I came to take a look. Unexpectedly, I bumped into someone who was plotting to harm Young Master Rong."

As he spoke, he glanced at the guard beside him. The guard walked straight to Rong Mo and felt his pulse. "To report to the third prince, young master Rong is just drunk and not poisoned."

"Oh~ That's good. Let's help young master Rong up first. The ground is cold."

The third prince glanced at the man on the ground. Although he was smiling, his voice was cold and he said, "This palace clearly sees that you bumped into young master Rong and deliberately caused trouble. This is your first offense. This palace will not hold you accountable, and this will not happen again."

"Yes, yes, there will never be a next time, little one." The man got up and ran away without looking back.

The third prince took Rong Mo away and walked out of the busy city. He straightened Rong Mo upright and said with a chuckle: "Brother Rong, are you still pretending?"

Hearing this, Rong Mo opened his eyes, looked back at the Third Prince, and raised the corners of his lips, "Thank you, Third Prince, for helping me."

The bright smile dazzled the eyes, and the third prince lost consciousness for a moment. Rong Mo seemed to be different.

Compared with the rouge aura before, he has more noble energy, unlike a young man who hangs around flowers every day.

That's right, you shouldn't be stupid if you avoid arguing, don't argue with the weak, and then change the situation on second thoughts.

If he had not appeared, the person sent to stir up trouble might have been subjected to severe torture once he was caught in the government office and kept away from the public's sight.

Ha, young master, you are so cruel.

"The young master has changed a lot"

Rong Mo smiled and bowed his hands, "The third prince is joking. It's a matter of one's own mind. It's not something I can decide. Rong's mind is unclear, so I'm going to leave now."

"Love comes from the heart..." the third prince murmured, and suddenly laughed twice, "Interesting, I don't know whether this heart is my heart or brother Rong's heart."

"Host, the Third Prince is following you," the little bastard patted Rong Mo on the shoulder and reminded in his ear.

"Yeah. I know"

He had excellent hearing and could hear, and the third prince was not the only one following him.

Hongmei looked anxiously for Rong Mo's back in the crowd. She was holding a white jade hairpin in her hand, which the young master had ordered him to go to Wanbao Tower to give to Miss Cuiliu.

Unexpectedly, when she came back, the young master disappeared.

"Have you ever met the young master of the Rong family?" Hongmei found a cloth vendor near Qingkou.

"Young Master Rong, he and His Highness the Third Prince have left."

The third prince? !Hongmei was shocked. The young master had just been involved in a power struggle, so why was he so close to the third prince?

Secretly, something was not going well, so Hongmei rushed back to the General's Mansion to call for help without any hesitation.

As Rong Mo was walking, he was blocked by a group of men in black.

The third prince caught up from behind and stood in front of Rong Mo, "Who sent you? Do you know our identities?"

Rong Mo folded his arms and watched the show quietly, curling his lips behind his back and pretending, aren't they all yours?It's not enough for a hero to save a beauty once, why should he come twice?

The men in black saw the third prince hesitating for a moment and looked at each other.

Why is the third prince here?Are you still going to kill Rong Mo?

Protector Ying ordered that Rong Mo's head must be brought to see him.

The man in black clenched his knife and was about to attack when another group of people rushed out in the opposite direction.

The two groups of men in black looked at each other in confusion.