[Quick Wear] Manual for Saving the Miserable Male Match

"Mr. Song, why are you here?" Yan Weiyi almost bit off his own tongue, "Will...isn't that person in your family angry?"

Yan Weiyi was shocked, his eyes widened, looking much bigger than usual.

Song Cian nodded, "I heard it's lively here, come and have a look."

Seeing Song Ci sitting there calmly and calmly, Pei Zhi and Yan Weiyi looked like they were constipated.

The two of them made up their minds to complain to Shi Yu when they went back. As expected, men are all unreliable! Hey, what happened? I seem to have scolded myself.

A third person was added to the room, and the atmosphere became this weird: Pei Zhi was drinking wine alone on one side, Song Ci'an was drinking tea on the other side, and Yan Weiyi was sitting in the middle surrounded by a bunch of warblers. Yan surrounded.

Yan Weiyi was melancholy. This time he was obviously here to feed Pei Zhi, but why did he become the one who fed him... although he didn't eat meat in a practical sense yet.

It's okay if Pei Zhi has no experience and is not interested. Yan Weiyi looked at Song Ci'an again with a constipated look on his face.

By the way, is there anyone here for tea? I'm afraid this isn't the first in history!

Yan Weiyi didn't understand why Song Ci Anlai only drank tea, and was afraid that he would really do something. It would be difficult for him to explain to the general then.

Pei Zhi was alone in the corner, pouring glass after glass of wine into his mouth, recalling over and over again what the prince had said to him that morning.

Yes, be responsible. Can you take responsibility for yourself?

How could I be worthy of such an outstanding and beautiful person as His Highness the Crown Prince?

Thinking of this, Pei Zhi took a sip of wine. ·

Yes, that’s fine, since I’m going to the border soon anyway.

I went to the border and will probably never come back again.

Either you stay there forever or you die there.

After all, we will never meet again.

Let that night be regarded as a sweet dream given to him by God.

Empty wine jars were piled all over the floor. Pei Zhi's face turned red and he was already drunk.

Well, it seems that the drunkards who are about to see the visual feast can’t see it.

"Host, the target is next door." 001 said.

Song Cian nodded, and mist floated from the tea cup in his hand, blurring Song Cian's eyebrows.

The third prince may have considered that there were not enough witnesses for Song Cian and Prince Yan Ju, so he rushed to give them away.

The person sitting next door is a person from the Wu Kingdom who came to meet the third prince. His status should be high.

After Song Ci'an and Shi Yu got the news, they made preparations and came to Yixiang Tower.

Song Ci'an was inside the building, and Shi Yu was outside the building. They had set up a dragnet and were fully prepared.

"Host, the one coming from the other side is the concubine of the Crown Prince of Wu." 001 said.

The Kingdom of Wu is different from the Kingdom of Yan. The crown prince's position has long been stable, and now he is just waiting to succeed.

To conspire with the third prince, either the third prince promised a lot of benefits, or else he was just waiting for the snipe and the clam to fight over each other to make a profit.

The third prince is really stupid. 001 sighed, what benefits can he get from seeking skin from a tiger? In the end, he was eaten without even the bones left.

The prince's concubine was a killer and was taken into the palace by the prince of Wu for unknown reasons.

This woman was extremely loyal to the Prince of Wu, and now she was sent to discuss with the third prince.

After a while, there was another noise outside. It was even noisier than when the third prince came.

"Lead the way." The prince said to the person in front.

"Yes." The secret guard changed into guard clothes and lowered his head in response.

Yan Zhen never enters a place like Yixiang Building. It is normal for the people in this building not to know Yan Zhen.

But today, many children from aristocratic families came, and they knew the appearance of His Royal Highness very clearly.

Now the prince entered Yixiang Tower with his attendants, shocking many people's jaws.

There was a lot of noise in the building.

The madam's face turned into a chrysanthemum smile, and she wanted to get close to the prince, but was pushed away by the attendant.

The prince was led upstairs by the guards amidst the noise. The girl with red sleeves had already appeared on the stage. She was wearing a red gauze dress that was as charming as a fox demon.

The windows of many private rooms on the second floor were opened and the curtains were hung.

"The third prince and the prince are here, this red-sleeved girl should not be underestimated!" Someone on the first floor sighed.

"The red-sleeved girl's comb is going to be sold at a sky-high price tonight."

"What does it have to do with you and me? We are just joining in the fun. The real move depends on the dignitaries on the second floor."

"Brother." The third prince opened the door and walked out with a smile on his face, "Why is eldest brother here too?"

Yan Qi glanced vaguely behind the third prince and could only see many women kneeling in the room.

"I have nothing to do, so come and join in the fun." Yan Xi said.

Many people upstairs and downstairs craned their necks and listened to the conversation between the two princes.

"Then, the emperor wishes the eldest brother to have fun and have fun." The third prince said in a teasing tone, with ill intentions.

Yan Zhen nodded and was led into the private room next door by the guards.

Seeing Yan Zhen enter the room, a cold look flashed in the third prince's eyes.

Let me allow you to sit in this position as prince for two more days.

Several women were kneeling neatly in the back. Pei Zhi was lying on the table in a daze after drinking. Yan Zhi came in without raising his head.

Yan Weiyi looked horrified and disbelieving. Why, does the room he chose today have good feng shui? Why are two of them here?

First it was Young Master Song, and now it is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

Song Ci'an bowed and paid homage to His Royal Highness.

Yan Zhen said goodbye and sat on the main seat with her feet raised. Several women did not receive any affirmation and could only kneel in the back tremblingly.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince?" Pei Zhi, who was completely drunk, suddenly raised his head as if he was stimulated, and stood up with his arms on the table, "Where is Your Highness the Crown Prince?"

Yan Weiyi watched his brother staggering towards His Royal Highness, smelling of alcohol.

It's over, it's over, Pei knows that he won't be stabbed through by the guards of His Royal Highness. Yan Weiyi wanted to go over and hold Pei Zhi, but the prince glared at him and stopped him in place without daring to move.

It’s over, brother, just wish yourself well!

Song Cian still had a gentle smile on her lips, and she didn't look surprised or worried at all.

Pei Zhi staggered towards Yan Zhi, his feet unsteady, and he suddenly fell into Yan Zhi's arms. His eyes were full of tears that could not be hidden, like an abandoned puppy, he choked and said: "Too, Your Highness, why don’t you want me?”

Pei Zhi buried his head in Yan Ju's arms and said this.

The brother who thought he would be stabbed to death is still alive at this moment, and His Highness the Crown Prince does not seem to be angry. Yan Weiyi quietly exhaled and patted his chest.

Before he finished this series of actions, he heard such a sentence, which was no less than being struck by thunder.

Several women buried their heads lower and trembled all over.

"What did you say?" His Royal Highness obviously did not expect to hear such a sentence. His expression was stiff and he looked at Pei Zhi in disbelief, his face turning red and white.

Drunk Pei Zhi obviously didn't notice this situation, "Why don't you want me, why don't you take responsibility for me?" Sobs could be heard faintly.