The Princess's Deadly Daily Life

"Is there this meaning?" Li Xixiao was speechless. She didn't even know that Feihualing could be played in such a strange way that it required a selection of poems written by a poet.

If Li Bai wrote fewer poems, should he accept the punishment?

Madam shook her head and smiled, "The Feihua Order is not that strict. Don't listen to his nonsense."

Sanlang held his forehead and laughed, "This is fun, well, I'll drink for this young lady."

He was about to drink when Silang said, "We just happened to be talking about Li Bai's poems. Third brother was just teasing you. If you want to drink, I'll drink for you."

Several people vied to drink for her, and she just felt a little uncomfortable, as if she couldn't afford to lose.

Long Qi sat aside, watching quietly, his expression calm.

"I lose, so I'll admit my mistake. I'll drink." Li Xiying didn't hesitate, he just picked up the glass and drank it.

When the spicy wine went down my throat, I felt a burning sourness that took a long time to recover.

The lady said, "Let's not play Feihualing anymore. You guys are so good at this kind of trickery to bully others. Why don't we play Dingzhenling this time? Firstly, it's easier. Secondly, the rules are clear. There's no need to trace them back to some ancient book! But you have to continue immediately. If you pause, you will be fined!"

Everyone agreed, and they started again with the lady, "Let's start with the word Autumn. Autumn - the autumn wind sweeps the fallen leaves!"

Shi Lang continued: "Ye..."

Seeing that he was hesitating, everyone coaxed him to drink a glass of wine as a penalty, and then he had to continue talking.

He knocked his head and said, "The leaves fall back to their roots!"

Saburo: "Roots grow in the soil."

Erlang thought for a while, but didn't respond immediately, so he made him drink a glass of wine, and then answered: "The elders and the young are superiors!"

Long Qi: "Humble words and generous gifts."

Li Xi was not very drunk and his face was flushed. "Courtesy...Courtesy is in accordance with human nature."

After going round after round, Li Xiying stopped drinking, but his consciousness became more and more confused. He only saw them talking and laughing loudly, swaying back and forth in all kinds of strange ways.

She knew she was a little drunk, so she put away her smile and asked for two glasses of water.

After three rounds of wine and five dishes, she felt it was getting late, so she said goodbye to her wife and left.

The lady agreed, but her eyes were crooked and she couldn't walk straight by herself, so she called two maids to help her walk.

The moon is bright, the stars are sparse, and the branches and leaves are lush.

When she was walking through the corridor, a figure stopped her and seemed to be saying something: he knew she was peeking and so on.

"What do you mean by peeking?" Li Xiying tried hard to see his face clearly, but it was blurry because of the many layers of layers.

She felt so weak that she fell on the maids. The two maids were just over the age of being children and could not lift her at all.

The man who stopped her seemed to know that it was not appropriate for men and women to touch each other, so he did not help her. He just asked them to call some maids and he stayed there to guard.

The two of them nodded and went to look for her. They didn't realize that leaving Li Xiying alone on the ground seemed to go against the original intention of the difference between men and women. However, it was difficult to look for someone in the dead of night. Only if they went together would they have a greater chance of finding her.

The moss in the wild was cold, the ground felt cool to the touch, and the moonlight poured down on Li Xi's slender body, making her blushing face even more charming. The unique scent of her body and the faint aroma of wine filled the air, adding a bit of allure to her.

An inexplicable feeling was quietly heating up beside him. He reached out his hand to touch her delicate skin and wondered if it felt the same as the one worn by the courtesan outside.

"How do you know she was peeking at you?" Suddenly, a figure appeared in the quiet night, and his hand, which was raised in the air and eager to try, suddenly froze.

Sanlang looked up and saw Longqi, then he took his hand back and asked in surprise: "Qilang, why are you here?"

"I just happened to be passing by. How could I bother you?" Long Qi's majestic figure came slowly over, lowered his head and stared at the woman lying on the ground, showing no emotion as usual.

"No. I just..." Saburo stood up and thought again and again, not knowing how to explain.

It was the first time I felt like I was caught cheating. The last time I had this feeling was the day when the tigress disguised herself as a man and went to the brothel to arrest someone.

It's really like another fear comes before the lingering fear has gone away, but the problem is that there is nothing to be afraid of about either.

"How did you say she peeked at you?" Long Qi laughed, but it was not the tacit obscene smile he was familiar with. This kind of smile made people feel quite uncomfortable.

San Lang teased, not caring: "She didn't peek at me, I just saw her accidentally... I saw her changing clothes, but I didn't see anything. But I thought she noticed me, so I deliberately put the cart before the horse and asked her if she asked me to peek on purpose."

"You were peeking?" Long Qi looked at him, his expression obviously a little disturbed.

"I know I have overstepped the line. The worst that can happen is that I will explain it to my mother. If I marry her, I will be responsible for her reputation. Anyway, it is better than marrying that tigress." Sanlang stood up, looking like a gentleman with a face full of longing.

Long Qi looked at Li Xi's hunched body, breathing evenly. Even though the ground was icy cold, she was still sleeping soundly. Then he said, "Her identity is unknown. In my opinion, she is not a simple woman. You'd better not provoke her."

He didn't know why his aunt insisted on keeping her, and what the meaning of holding today's dinner was, but he vaguely felt that his aunt seemed to like her very much.

But after all, I don't know the intention...

"Unknown identity? If so, no matter whose daughter she is, I will marry her! Haha... Could she be more noble than a princess? Besides, even if she is a princess, so what? In terms of looks, I am as beautiful as a fairy in a forest of jade. Many women have fallen at my feet. In terms of status, I am the legitimate son of a prime minister. How can I not be a match for her?"

"If she is of low status and has impure thoughts..."

He thought he had misheard, and he actually heard these words from the usually taciturn Qilang! He laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his back.

He spends his days wandering around in the flower garden. Who can understand a woman's mind as well as he does? If she really has bad intentions and just wants wealth and glory, then just give her the money.

"..." Long Qi didn't know what he was laughing at.

"Could it be that Qilang also likes her? Well, you should have told me earlier. I would have given her to you. Although a beauty of her appearance is unique, it is not difficult to settle for second best. I will give her up." After saying this, he laughed with the remaining smell of alcohol, waved his sleeves and left in a graceful manner.

The woman on the ground whimpered because of the cold.

Fancy her? He sneered and walked around her.

In an instant, the long legs turned back and picked him up horizontally.

She was very light, with a thin waist, and her chest rose and fell slightly, her cold body leaning against his chest as if trying to absorb more warmth.

"Grandma, I'm so cold." There was still a smell of alcohol on the tip of her tongue, and she pouted like a baby, and the words she murmured were vague and difficult to understand.

She seemed half awake as she looked up at him, their eyes meeting, with a bright glow in her eyes.

Long Qi slowed down her pace unconsciously. At this moment, she half-closed her eyes and wrapped the shawl around his neck, round and round, until her half-open eyes could only stare at his profile, and then moved to his Adam's apple.

His steps were unsteady, as if he was sitting in a sedan chair.

She suddenly smiled, and then pursed her lips and cried, "Grandma! Grandma! The dagger that Grandpa gave me... is broken... Tell me why there are always such annoying villains in the world?"

She closed her eyes, poked him with her slender, soft fingers, laughed a few times again, and then put her face close to his and mumbled something.

Long Qi frowned, knowing that she was drunk, but suddenly she stopped smiling, hugged his neck and whispered softly: "Grandma, I miss you so much, wuwu... When can I go back? I want... I don't want to marry... marry that... who..."

As I was reciting, I fell asleep.