The prince is more stable

Chapter 72: Social Death After Being Drunk
Why were many emperors and generals able to use beauty traps? Did those who became emperors and generals lack intelligence?

Because of the lethality of Bai Yueguang, it is incomprehensible to outsiders, and only the parties involved can remember it deeply.

For example, the first song that Jiang Miaoxian played and sang was "Nian Nu Jiao" which Zhao Xiaoqian had heard last time.

How would a normal man react after hearing this?
First, I was touched that she had taken my preferences to heart. Second, this woman must have a crush on me, no doubt about it. Third, I had to get some money and sleep with her to fulfill her long-cherished wish.

At this point, Bai Yueguang cultivated into a human form and became concrete in the man's mind.

Friends who often act as bootlickers must know that after Bai Yueguang takes a small step towards them, it is the bootlicker's turn to give unconditionally.

Even if the final outcome is that Bai Yueguang runs away with another man, the bootlicker will still refuse to repent and his life will be difficult to settle.

Zhao Xiaoqian was indeed a little touched, but he quickly regained his senses.

In his previous life, although he had not been tempered by thousands of trials and tribulations, at least he had experienced a lot and had a strong willpower. This little trick could not fool him.

Men should have the courage to face their own desires. Zhao Xiaoqian's original intention of entering the brothel was to find someone with a loose belt, not to have a sweet love affair.

The Yangtze River flows eastward with a melodious and passionate voice, and Su Che and Zhao Xiaoqian both taste the flavor of reviewing troops on the battlefield when drinking.

Jiang Miaoxian sang a song while holding a pipa, while Su Che and Zhao Xiaoqian sat and drank together.

The two of them tacitly agreed not to mention the new or old laws. The affairs of the court and the world were topics that should be discussed in the government hall. It would be a bit of a spoiler to talk about this in a brothel.

Su Che was already half drunk, his face flushed, and he talked about the food and romance in Bianjing.

Zhao Xiaoqian immediately became interested.

Food, sex and nature are part of human nature. Which man can resist such a tempting topic?

So the two of them chatted very happily. Although Zhao Xiaoqian didn't know much about the food and customs of Bianjing City, he had rich and advanced cooking experience.

Any cooking method from the eight major cuisines of his previous life would make Su Che salivate.

However, when they talked about coriander, the two finally had a disagreement. Su Che loved to eat coriander, and Zhao Xiaoqian suddenly felt disappointed and realized that this friend of different ages was not worth making friends with.

Jiang Miaoxian kept playing the pipa, with a smile on her pretty face all the time, especially when she looked at Zhao Xiaoqian, her charming little eyes were simply captivating.

Late at night, Su Zhe and Zhao Xiaoqian were already about 70% drunk, but Jiang Miaoxian didn't drink much, so she just kept pouring wine for them. Su Zhe and Zhao Xiaoqian drank until their faces were red, but they were in a very happy mood.

Finally, Zhao Xiaoqian finally got drunk and felt light-headed and light-feeted. He had a feeling of floating on the wind and wanted to fly back home. He couldn't stop the urge to ascend to heaven on the spot.

When people drink too much, they are bound to do something out of the ordinary. Before Zhao Xiaoqian passed out completely, he vaguely remembered doing something, and judging from the reactions of Su Zhe and Jiang Miaoxian, it seemed a bit outrageous.

Never mind, I feel dizzy and just fall asleep.

…………

When Zhao Xiaoqian woke up the next day, he opened his eyes and found that the surrounding environment was both familiar and unfamiliar.

Isn’t this the elegant room in the brothel last night?

So, did I really sleep with a flower and a willow last night? Where were the flowers? Where were the willows?
The headache was splitting and the hangover was lingering.

Zhao Xiaoqian's head was about to explode. He endured the piercing pain and sat up, letting out a painful groan.

In a blink of an eye, I saw Jiang Miaoxian and Su Zhe sitting opposite each other at a low table. They were still dressed the same as last night, and were dozing off with one hand supporting their temple.

Zhao Xiaoqian has always scoffed at this sleeping posture. He cannot imagine how ancient people could sleep with one hand supporting their temple.

As if they heard some noise, Su Zhe and Jiang Miaoxian opened their eyes and saw that Zhao Xiaoqian had woken up. They were surprised and ran to him.

"Zi'an finally woke up!" Su Zhe said happily.

Zhao Xiaoqian was stunned. Although he was suffering from a hangover, he noticed that Su Che's way of addressing him had changed.

Last night he called him "Prince", but today he called him "Zi'an", so, did Su Che drink fake wine?

Zhao Xiaoqian was feeling very uncomfortable now as he didn't bother to pay attention to this little detail.

"Water..." Zhao Xiaoqian said hoarsely, "Water with honey, hurry up."

Jiang Miaoxian hurriedly opened the door of the elegant pavilion and ordered the maid to fetch some water. Su Zhe squatted before him, looking at him with a frenzied expression that made him want to call the police.

Jiang Miaoxian also looked surprised, and seemed to have... a little bit of admiration?
Zhao Xiaoqian was completely confused. What did he do after getting drunk last night?

"Prince, don't you remember what happened last night?" Jiang Miaoxian asked.

Zhao Xiaoqian shook his head, and the more he shook, the more pain he felt. "Just tell me, don't make me guess. I'm not in the mood right now."

Jiang Miaoxian covered her mouth with a smile and said, "I didn't expect the prince to be so... well, unruly after getting drunk."

"Should I take off all my clothes, or should I take off all your clothes?" Zhao Xiaoqian suddenly felt a little nervous.

Jiang Miaoxian's face turned red, and she glared at him fiercely again, then turned her head away without saying a word.

Zhao Xiaoqian became increasingly uneasy. He pointed at Su Zhe standing beside him and said in panic, "I can't possibly strip him naked, can I? That would be presumptuous. We'd both get dirty!"

Jiang Miaoxian chuckled, then sighed, "What is the prince thinking?"

Then Su Zhe and Jiang Miaoxian cooperated to help Zhao Xiaoqian recover his memory of social death.

Zhao Xiaoqian got a little drunk last night. When he was about 70% tipsy, he snatched Jiang Miaoxian's pipa and started playing it randomly, crying while playing, which was very inappropriate.

The tune of the pipa is naturally extremely unpleasant to the ear, but the lyrics sung by Zhao Xiaoqian are truly fresh and unworldly.

Things like "I kiss you goodbye on the deserted street", "I should be under the car, not in the car", and "Oh, be happy, we have plenty of time anyway".

In short, the lyrics are both sad and coquettish, encompassing the heroic and graceful, the elegant and vulgar, and the various schools of thought...

Then Zhao Xiaoqian tightly grasped Jiang Miaoxian, tears streaming down his face, and said that he was eighteen years old and still didn't know the taste of meat. Brothels were too expensive and he couldn't afford it. Maybe finding a widow tomorrow would be cheaper...

Jiang Miaoxian blushed with shame and almost committed suicide. Su Che laughed heartily and beat his chest and stamped his feet.

Zhao Xiaoqian's face turned pale and his eyes were filled with despair.

There is no way to survive, society is doomed!

If nothing unexpected happens, I will probably never come to this brothel again in my lifetime.

Zhao Xiaoqian tried hard to comfort himself and tried to find a glimmer of hope from social death.

People can do anything when they are drunk. It doesn't matter. I just sang a few popular songs from my previous life. Didn't I also scream and howl when I drank too much in KTV in my previous life? I didn't feel sad and angry when I woke up the next day.

What is puzzling is that even if he sang a few pop songs, Su Zhe and Jiang Miaoxian would not look at him with admiration at this moment. So, what else did he do besides singing?

Soon, Su Che gave the answer.

"Zi'an's unruly behavior last night really opened my eyes. I don't mind those weird lyrics and music, but I still have one request, and I'd like to ask for your help."

As if seeing Zhao Xiaoqian's uncomfortable expression due to a hangover, a pair of slender hands pressed on his temples and rubbed them gently. Zhao Xiaoqian looked up and met Jiang Miaoxian's gentle eyes.

"Mr. Ziyou, please speak." Zhao Xiaoqian sighed.

There was suddenly a light in Su Che's cloudy eyes, and his tone became a little excited.

"Zi'an not only sang songs last night, he also composed a few poems. Unfortunately, most of them are only half-complete. Zi'an is very talented, and I am not as good as him. Could you please complete the other half? I will definitely help Zi'an become famous in the literary world."

Zhao Xiaoqian's pupils trembled, and he wanted to ask himself, "Ancestors! What did I do last night?"

"What...poetry? Was it written by me?" Zhao Xiaoqian asked with difficulty.

Su Zhe and Jiang Miaoxian nodded at the same time, their eyes warm and eager.

"'Drunk while looking at the sword by lamplight, dreaming of blowing the horn in the camp', 'Inspection of troops in the autumn battlefield' are extremely exciting! And 'Suddenly looking back, that person is there, in the dim light', wonderful! Very wonderful!" Su Che said with shining eyes.

Jiang Miaoxian quickly added, "And more, 'Red tender hands, yellow wine, the whole city is full of spring colors, the palace walls are covered with willows', 'a heart full of sorrow, years of separation, wrong, wrong, wrong'. Such sad lyrics, the prince made me cry so much at that time."

Zhao Xiaoqian's face turned increasingly grim.

After drinking some horse urine, this mouth is so cheap!
What should I do? I didn’t intend to establish this kind of personality at all. “Genius”, how disgusting!

(End of this chapter)