The Merry Prince of the Republic of China[Transmigration Book]

The alcohol is too high, and the tip of the tongue is slightly red.

Edward's eyes slipped by inadvertently, and his throat tightened for some reason. The bright red color was like the berries he had picked on a country road, and I wondered if it would taste very sour.

Seeing Edward staring at him again, Shen Qingchuan gave him a bad look, and asked with a smile, "Why are you staring at me again, maybe there is a flower growing on my face."

"You are more beautiful than flowers."

"You muddied my wine, and you should pay me a glass."

As he said that, Edward stretched out his hand to snatch the glass of wine from Shen Qingchuan's hand. The peanuts in his own glass of wine had been soaked, and it was indeed undrinkable.

However, wouldn't it be good to pour out the wine in the glass or change to a new glass and pour a glass of wine again?

Shen Qingchuan thought that Edward was here to play with him, so he held up the wine glass in his hand, but Edward rushed towards him like a dog.

Shen Qingchuan only cared about not letting Edward succeed, and also had a naughty mind to play tricks on him, but he didn't realize that he was surrounded by Edward's arms like steel, and his whole body was covered by Edward's broad back.

The only thing I can see is the hand holding the wine glass high, the jade-like fingertips pressing against the small and delicate porcelain white glass wall, a few drops of the transparent fine wine spilled, falling on the fingertips, sliding down the slender length, the joints are slightly red.

Yingying is like snow on the treetops, and the powdery joints are like fragrance, which makes people want to go over and lick it. Is that a drop of wine stained with the fragrance of a beauty is enough to make people lose their souls, daydreams, and give birth to romantic dreams. .

If an outsider took a closer look, they might think that a beautiful woman was coaxed and fed wine by a rich family.

"The wine has been spilled, it has been spilled." Shen Qingchuan yelled hastily.

Almost half of the wine in the glass was poured out, and the wine slid down the inside of the arm, and there was a line of transparent water stains on the long sleeves of the shirt.

Edward grabbed Shen Qingchuan's slender and white wrist like Haoxue, and his lips moved close to the wine glass, slightly touching Shen Qingchuan's fingertips, he picked up the side of the glass with his mouth, lifted his head back, and drank the remaining half glass of wine clean up.

Shen Qingchuan also felt that this posture was inappropriate, they were too close, it was okay to make noise when they were young, but now it is not good for two grown men to fight together, and was about to make a noise for Edward to sit down.

"no kidding......"

Suddenly, he was thrown by a beautiful sword with red tassels flying in from outside the railing, like a flash of lightning falling from the sky, like a white snake throwing a vase on the table behind, with a bang, the vase shattered On the ground, the water stored in it for growing flowers was also poured on the ground. The red plum plant was soaked in the water, and the force of the impact fell to the ground instantly tore off a few bright red petals.

It's like soaking in a few drops of resentful red blood.

Shen Qingchuan was startled, just now he saw that beautiful sword with a light like snow flying over, hitting Edward's back directly, fortunately he moved Edward to the side very nimbly, the flying sword narrowly missed Edward's cheek, and then smashed the vase under the window inlaid with ingot-shaped carvings at the back, so that a disaster was avoided.

Otherwise, there would be an extra hole in Edward's back.

Shen Qingchuan was interrupted by this sudden disaster, and he didn't remember Edward's misbehavior, so he had already washed away the strange feeling that had just arisen in his heart, leaving him in shock.

Shen Qingchuan looked at Edward's profile nervously, and asked him, "Are you okay?"

He saw that the sword lying on the ground gave off a cold light, soaked in red plum water, like a sharp sword drinking blood, if Edward was scratched by Jian Fei, and his cheeks were scarred, how would he explain to the priest.

Edward patted the back of Shen Qingchuan's hand, signaling him to be at ease, those blue eyes seemed to be lit with fire from the sky, bright enough to dazzle, like a sapphire shining in the sun.

Edward was obviously angry, with a handsome face and golden hair, like an angry Apollo.

In case Peter is hurt, he will be engulfed in anger just by thinking about it for a moment.

Edward didn't even try to distinguish the reason for the anger that wanted to swallow his reason, whether he was worried that his best friend would be hurt, or other reasons. He was so angry that he couldn't tell. Even asking that person to pay the price was not enough to appease his anger.

"fu*k." Edward even swears, showing that he is very angry.

Edward picked up the sword from the debris on the floor, and wanted to walk outside the railing, but Shen Qingchuan hurriedly stopped him, fearing that this bastard would do something stupid in a hurry.

"What are you doing with your sword?"

Could it be that he was going to kill someone? Shen Qingchuan didn't say the second half of the sentence, but Shen Qingchuan knew that Edward would really do these things when he was angry.

Edward usually wouldn't get angry when others made trouble with him or hurt him a word or two, but when something happened to him, he lost his mind.

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Shen Qingchuan remembered that when he was young, his body was not yet stretched, and his black hair and handsome face coupled with his slender figure caused him to be criticized a lot.Once when he met two gangsters who molested him outside, the words in his mouth were dirty, his face changed slightly at that time, and before he could fight back, Edward rushed up like an angry calf whose eyes were red. , fighting with two punks who were seven or eight years older than him, regardless of the pain caused by the fists falling on his body, Edward seemed to be mad, his fighting strength seemed to put the two punks to death, Fist punches hit people's death spots.

If it wasn't for Shen Qingchuan who stopped him relentlessly and directed Edward's ruthlessness, maybe those two gangsters would have been beaten to death. Of course, Edward was not much better in the end. When he got cheap, he broke two ribs. During that time, Shen Qingchuan took care of him, and he laughed heartlessly. He bluntly said that he had no regrets, and even said that he had taken advantage of those two bastards.

Shen Qingchuan thought that Edward regarded himself as a very important relative, and Edward was so indignant when he heard those people swearing at him.

Therefore, at this time, Shen Qingchuan completely believed that Edward dared to throw that flying sword back from the second floor, and he had to prick a hole in someone's body to enjoy himself.

Sure enough, Edward weighed the sword in his hand and sneered twice.

"Of course, it is to return the property to its original owner."

The implication is that he should throw the sword back, it would be better if it can pierce a blood hole, he doesn't care whether the opponent is a man or a woman, he will definitely take revenge.

When Shen Qingchuan heard this, it was hard for Edward to let Edward act so recklessly, not to mention that the owner of this sword is a woman, the sword is thrown down, and the skylights of this teahouse are open, and the wind will blow the sword away. There are too many guests in the pool seat on the first floor, and if you hit it casually, several people will be scratched. If the flying sword pierces the neck, it will cause a lawsuit for life.

Shen Qingchuan talked so much, wrapping Edward's arms around him that his lips were almost worn out, and promised some promises before letting Edward sit down.

He couldn't help wiping the sweat off his forehead. This Edward reminded him of the angry fifth sister Shen Zhenfei. Once he got angry, he would be reckless and he had to be coaxed carefully and softly to calm them down. That anger, otherwise, he would be like a child who would make a fuss, which made the parents very upset.

However, it's worth it, Shen Qingchuan thought carefully about Sai Tianxian downstairs in colorful clothes, although his face was covered with the rouge and gouache of this actor's makeup, but his appearance was extremely beautiful, especially those slightly raised black eyes, With a light in the center of the pupil, the people in the audience couldn't move their eyes. She should be a woman with exquisite facial features.

If he was scratched by a flying sword and left scars on his face, wouldn't that mean ruining the other half of his life?

Shen Qingchuan knew that to be the head of the family Huadan not only relied on superb singing, but also had a beautiful appearance. If a woman had a scar on her face, it would not ruin his career, and it would also be an obstacle to discussing marriage in the future.

After all, Shen Qingchuan is soft-hearted, he loves women and treats women kindly, but he has no personal feelings for men and women.

This should have been an accident, Shen Qingchuan knew that during some opera performances, the people on the stage would interact with the people off the stage, but he didn't know how the flying sword was thrown to the second floor.

"That's a good deal, you promise us to go to the hot spring together." Edward's eyes sparkled, and he was very excited, just like a golden retriever who can go outside for an outing, full of anticipation for going to play.

The corners of Shen Qingchuan's mouth turned up, feeling a little helpless in his heart, he just coaxed and said, "Yes, yes, as long as you can calm down, I can accompany you to play wherever you want."

The stage downstairs continued to babble, but the repertoire of sword dancing had long since been replaced, and it was replaced by two generals with eight flags behind them, leading two teams of vermilion and dark blue warriors, performing on the stage A wonderful martial arts scene, rolling up and down, carp straightening up, such as leaping over a dragon's gate, dazzled the audience and couldn't help applauding.

The previous accident and thrill was washed away by this lively scene.

However, after half a stick of incense had passed, Shen Qingchuan reckoned that the troupe should also come up and take the sword back. After all, something happened and an apology was the right thing to do.

The bamboo curtains rustled and were half rolled up. A waiter from the teahouse walked in with his head shrunk, his eyebrows raised, and he licked and said with a smile, "Master Shen, I'm really sorry. Boss Sai was on stage just now. During the performance, I made a mistake, the sword came out of my hand, and it flew in, did it not hurt you?"

Shen Qingchuan couldn't help raising his eyebrows when he heard the waiter call him Third Young Master Shen. Although he was the one who booked this wing, he only left a surname, but he didn't give his full name or identity.

Shen Qingchuan didn't delve too deeply into it, this teahouse was crowded with people and fish and dragons mixed together, he would be able to find out if he deliberately asked someone well-informed, his identity was known as expected, Shen Qingchuan no longer entangled in this matter .

Seeing the waiter's uneasy appearance, it is estimated that the theater troupe and the shopkeeper have a good relationship, and this fellow was pushed out by the shopkeeper to come up to apologize.

If other guests are more irritable and aggressive, it is not a good thing to get angry when they encounter this incident, and they will insist on punching and kicking the future person or demanding high compensation.

The clerk looked at Shen Qingchuan carefully, saw that his face was as usual, his demeanor was intact, and heard Shen Qingchuan responded kindly, so he was slightly relieved.

"It's nothing serious, just ask Boss Sai to be very careful next time you dance the sword. Although the sword is not sharpened, it is sharp after all. It's not beautiful when you come to listen to the music but get hurt." Shen Qingchuan said.