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Anyone who can have a seat in the main hall is naturally not comparable to the young men along the way.

Since they were interested in Xie Nanxing, groups of people in the main hall came towards Xie Nanxing, and those who were hugged by them were all knowledgeable, interesting, and good-looking people.

"Prince Han, who is this? Why don't you introduce him to everyone?"

Faced with such situations, Han Zhou was not able to handle it with ease, but he was quite skilled.

Weiwei took two steps forward and walked in front of Xie Nanxing, blocking out those wanton gazes: "Are you asking Master Xie?"

"So your surname is Xie." The men standing at the bottom of the stairs looked at each other, and raised their heads again with naked eyes full of vulgarity: "If you can get this beauty, the conditions will be set by Prince Han."

"Doesn't Prince Han want to go to the military camp?" The son of the Minister of War pushed away the courtesan in his arms and said, "Give him to me, and I will arrange this for you."

Han Zhou had an aggressive smile on his face, pressing these people step by step: "Mr. Xie is the young master of Princess Pingnan's mansion, the companion of the Ninth Prince, and the person protected by Shen Jinmo."

"How many lives do you have to daydream like this?"

All the evil people around with blasphemous intentions slowly changed their appearance and showed kindness towards Xie Nanxing.

It was only at this moment that Xie Nanxing realized that the title of his family's seventh-rank official was really useful.

No, it’s already the fifth level.

His Highness the Crown Prince was promoted based on his own ability.

Seeing Han Zhou's still clenched fist, Xie Nanxing stood up from the stone bench and walked to Han Zhou's side, taking the initiative to smooth things over: "The feast will soon begin, everyone, please don't keep the Eighth Prince waiting for too long."

"Thank you, sir."

"Everyone, please go first."

Entering the banquet with everyone else, Xie Nanxing sat with Han Zhou, with Mo Ping and Fu Xi standing behind them.

The three of them protected Xie Nanxing tightly, making sure that no one could hurt Xie Nanxing.

Xia Cheng hadn't arrived yet, so everyone was joking and having fun.

There were also people who looked at Xie Nanxing with curiosity, but such looks no longer contained naked and ugly desire.

Han Zhou half-poked his head towards Xie Nanxing and whispered, "Xie Nanxing, among the young men of Manluoan's generation, there are really few who are not afraid of your Highness the Crown Prince."

"Why?" Xie Nanxing poured herself a cup of hot tea and replaced it with cold tea for Han Zhou.

Although Xie Nanxing felt the weather was cold, a hot-blooded man like Han Zhou would definitely not be able to drink hot tea.

"The Imperial Guard destroyed the lake water, and the Princess's Mansion killed so many people. Not only did they not take responsibility, but they were also promoted. Don't you think this is scary?"

"Not scary." Xie Nanxing just felt distressed: "He has the best temper, is very well behaved and obedient, and never strikes out for no reason."

"It must be those people who provoked him first."

Xie Nanxing's words made Mo Ping dare not nod easily, let alone Han Zhou.

Although he didn't agree, Han Zhou would not refute Xie Nanxing's words: "Anyway, with Prince Mo here, you can walk sideways in the future, Luo An."

"I'm not a crab, why should I walk sideways?"

"Are you angry?" A questioning tone, a sure look: "You are really too protective of your shortcomings."

Xie Nanxing took a sip of warm tea and looked at Han Zhou calmly. Han Zhou had no choice but to bow and say, "Yes, yes, Master Mo is the most reasonable."

Fuxi felt a little embarrassed when he saw his master being so cowardly.

Judging from the way his master behaves, the only possibility for him in this life is that he can be his brother.

And his master now seems to only want to be Xie Nanxing's brother.

After Xie Nanxing finished two cups of tea, Xia Cheng, the birthday boy, appeared in the main seat surrounded by a group of palace maids and eunuchs.

He raised the wine cup and toasted to everyone in and outside the courtyard. The royal air of nobility faded away, replaced by an approachable attitude that made friends all over the world.

"Everyone has come to celebrate my birthday today. I am very happy and I want you to leave happily."

Xia Cheng clapped his hands in fear, and all the doors inside and outside the palace were closed. The most famous actors and actresses in Luoan City went on stage to perform.

The sounds of stringed instruments rang out, actors sang and danced, and bright fireworks appeared.

Young male prostitutes of all kinds walked into the hall, twisting their bodies as they walked towards the people inside.

The splendor of this birthday banquet really came into its own at this moment.

After drinking several glasses of wine, Xia Cheng's face turned red. He looked around the prostitutes in the palace and said, "There are only well-behaved girls in this palace. If you like them, you can take them away directly."

"There are some disobedient people in the backyard rooms. Whether you can enjoy it well depends on your own ability."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xia Cheng hugged the handsome and gentle young man into his arms, and put his arm around him on the stage, having fun with everyone.

The atmosphere was completely relaxed, and people all raised their glasses to Xia Cheng: "The Eighth Prince knows how to have fun. Let's toast to him."

Accepting the cup of wine with a smile, Xia Cheng casually said business: "In the future, this prince will serve the people together with you and your fathers and brothers. Today we share the joys, and in the future we will naturally be able to make achievements."

After several rounds of toasting and drinking, those noble young men, dressed in the most luxurious clothes of the Great Xia Dynasty, revealed their true natures.

There are scattered gorgeous clothes everywhere, and vulgar cancellations everywhere.

Xia Cheng came out of the house holding the young waiter, kissed the young waiter in his arms, and then pushed the rosy-faced young waiter directly into the arms of the man next door.

"This young man is good, if you like him, take him away."

The man picked up the young boy by the waist and walked towards the backyard room.

Somehow after taking a few steps, she became wild and pushed the young man directly onto the flower bed.

The young man was unwilling, but he could only resist softly: "Master, this is not okay, I am too shy."

"Then I will give it a try. What's the difference between being ashamed and not being ashamed?"

Such soft words were taken as playing hard to get, and the man tore off the young man's clothes and rolled into the depths of the flowers from time to time.

Xia Cheng stood in the hall and looked around, the smile on his lips becoming more and more wanton.

People must have done some ridiculous things together before they can be on the same boat.

However, when his eyes fell on Xie Nanxing and Han Zhou, Xia Cheng frowned and walked over with a wine cup in hand: "Han Zhou, Xie Nanxing, these people are not worthy of your eyes?"

Han Zhou picked up his own wine cup and drank it in one gulp, then drank another cup for Xie Nanxing: "Xie Nanxing is not in good health, and I am young and will be beaten by my father if I break the rules. I can only appreciate your kindness."

Xia Cheng is only two months older than Han Zhou, so Han Zhou's words are really untenable.

"How is fourteen considered young?"

Xia Cheng directly pushed the woman into Han Zhou's arms, then turned to look at Xie Nanxing, determined to pull Xie Nanxing into the water.

"Mr. Xie is lying under Prince Mo. Today is a rare opportunity to enjoy this. If you don't tell me and I don't tell you, then no one will know."