Transmigrated into a goddess from another world, and criticized the King of Yan for loving her like

"It's rare for you to get drunk. It seems like you drank a few too many glasses today."

The prince was in a good mood and kicked the prostitute beside him, "Go over and pour some wine for General Lu."

The drunk prostitute was unwilling to give in and wanted to act like a spoiled child, "Your Highness~"

The prince's eyes darkened, "Get lost."

The drunken prostitute lowered her voice a lot, after all, she didn't dare to offend the prince, "Yes."

The prostitute stood up lightly, walked to Lu Huan with graceful steps and sat down slowly.

She did not rush to speak, but stared at Lu Huan silently, carefully examining his appearance and expression.

After a moment, she secretly marveled in her heart that this young General Lu was much more handsome and elegant than the prince.

His facial features were clearly defined, and his brows revealed a humble and gentle air.

She has snow-white clothes, black hair, and thick eyelashes as long as butterfly wings, casting a faint shadow under her eyes, adding a sense of mystery and depth.

He exudes an elegant, noble and otherworldly demeanor of a young man from an aristocratic family, which makes people fall in love with him.

In comparison, the prince, who was known for his fickle temperament and lust, pales in comparison.

Li Zhiyan secretly thought that if she could get close to a powerful person like Lu Huan, perhaps she could get rid of her current predicament and find a brighter future.

Thinking of this, her heart beat faster and her face flushed. She held the wine bottle tightly in her hand and nervously filled a glass of mellow wine for Lu Huan.

Then he whispered softly, "General, please taste this fine wine." The voice was clear and pleasant, like the chirping of a nightingale, gentle and charming.

Lu Huan raised his head slightly, glanced casually at the wine glass, and then quickly looked away, as if he was indifferent to everything in front of him, and he didn't even want to look at Li Zhiyan.

His cold and distant look made the originally enthusiastic Li Zhiyan feel a little lost, but it also aroused her curiosity.

Li Zhiyan raised her eyebrows slightly and thought to herself: This young General Lu is indeed different from others.

In this noisy and flashy occasion, he seemed particularly unique.

This kind of Lu Huan could actually arouse her competitive spirit and make her want to take him down.

Lu Huan played with the wine glass in his hand with his slender and powerful fingers, looking at the prince and Miss Su beside him seemingly nonchalantly.

Li Zhiyan looked at Lu Huan, then at Su Qingci, a little confused as to whether he cared or not.

If he said he didn't care, he kept staring at Miss Su.

If he cared, he looked nonchalant.

It's really puzzling.

……

Suddenly, the door of the box was slowly pushed open, and a fortune teller dressed in strange clothes and weird attire walked in.

This person is none other than Chen Tianshi, who is very capable and has made successful predictions several times beside the prince.

As soon as Tianshi Chen stepped into the room, his eyes fell directly on Su Qingci, who was held in the prince's arms.

He said nothing, but his eyes were always fixed on Su Qingci, as if he wanted to penetrate her body and see something deeper.

"Your Highness, who is this woman?" Chen Tianshi finally asked in a low voice.

The prince noticed the strange look on Tianshi Chen's face, and quickly loosened his right hand that was tightly grasping Su Qingci's waist, and straightened his body slightly, and responded a little nervously: "This is Su Qingci, the legitimate daughter of Youxiang Su. Why is Tianshi asking this?"

Tianshi Chen frowned and said in a deep voice: "I have observed the face of this girl and found that she has a great calamity in her fate. Good and bad luck are interdependent, but it is also hard to predict good and bad luck."

"If she is lucky, she may have a chance to escape this disaster."

"But if Your Highness gets entangled with her, you might end up in trouble and have to take the blame for her."

"By then, she will have risen to prominence, and Your Highness will be in trouble."

The prince glanced at Su Qingci and felt that he still couldn't let go of the beauty in front of him, so he wanted to fight for her again.

"How is it difficult?"

"At the very least you will be imprisoned, at worst you may lose your life." Chen Xiangshi's words were like a heavy hammer, hitting the prince's heart.

As soon as he finished speaking, the prince's originally sunny face was instantly covered with dark clouds.

Su Songqi, who was standing by, was extremely confused and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

He knew that he had to find a way to calm the prince's suspicions.

So she quickly explained, "Master Chen, is there some misunderstanding here? I have always stayed in the mansion and have never been far away. How could there be a... calamity... a calamity?"

However, due to being too nervous, his voice trembled and seemed incoherent.

Among the people present, only Su Qingci and Li Zhiyan could not contain their joy.

Su Qingci never dreamed that he could get rid of the prince so easily!

Just now she was thinking hard about how to make the prince hate her and stay away from her.

Now, isn’t this great opportunity coming to you?

So, while no one was paying attention, Su Qingci pinched her waist hard. The severe pain came instantly, and she couldn't help but burst into tears.

Then, Su Qingci pretended to be pitiful, tightly grasped the prince's sleeve, and said in a tender voice: "Your Highness, there must be some misunderstandings here... You have to believe me!"

However, besides his lust for beauty, the prince values ​​power and status the most.

He absolutely could not tolerate anyone becoming a stumbling block on his path to becoming an emperor.

Therefore, no matter whether this matter is true or false, he will never allow Su Qingci to stay by his side again.

"Zi Yi, pull her away!" the prince said without hesitation.

Among the people present, Lu Huan was the only military officer who was considered to be a member of the prince's party, so the prince naturally thought of him.

Lu Huan slowly stood up and said, "Yes."

He came in front of Su Qingci, with a faint smile on his face. He took her wrist and forcefully lifted her up. "Miss Su, please."

But in the eyes of others, he was just a military man who was rude in his actions and had no sense of compassion for women.

But it's no wonder. Who would dare to be friendly to someone the prince hates?

Su Qingci expressed his unwillingness and efforts again, and then was "reluctantly" led out of the room by Lu Huan.

Su Qingci didn't stop his performance until he left the restaurant and got on Lu Huan's carriage.

She quickly switched to another look, even taking out a beautifully embroidered handkerchief from her waist slowly and wiping the tears from her eyes as if nothing had happened.

Seeing this, Lu Huan couldn't help but chuckle, "You are really good at acting."

Su Qingci didn't want to talk to him because she misunderstood that he was the prince's guest of honor and still hated him.

Lu Huan seemed not to notice Su Qingci's dissatisfaction and asked again: "Why don't you say anything?"

Su Qingci glanced at him indifferently, put away the embroidered handkerchief in her hand, and responded indifferently: "It has nothing to do with you."

Lu Huan was a little surprised: "It changed so quickly. Didn't you say you wanted to be grateful to me before?"

"Where is my handkerchief?" he asked.