The rebirth of the noble concubine Wushuang

Chapter 751 Complain

Drunken Fairy Pavilion.

Xie Cheng had a thick gauze wrapped around his forehead, and sat on the stool with a gloomy face and a scary black face.

Song Haoyan sat opposite Xie Cheng, the appetizers on the round table between the two of them didn't move a few chopsticks, but empty wine bottles took up a lot of space.

"Prince An, continue! Why is Du Kang the only one who can relieve your worries? Let's drink him so that we won't get drunk today!" Song Haoyan filled Xie Cheng's empty wine glass to the full.

Xie Cheng's hand holding the wine glass was constantly exerting force, the veins on the back of his hand were bulging, his eyes were dark, and he was not easy to provoke, he raised his hand after a long time and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

"The new emperor smashed his son's face to the ground completely!"

Song Haoyan didn't reassure him much, but filled Xie Cheng's glass again, and clinked glasses with him again: "Your Majesty, you don't need to be under such a great pressure in your heart. As long as the power comes, someone will naturally hold it up."

Song Haoyan was also three-point drunk, and the red blood in his eyes accounted for most of it. He looked at him with three-point paranoia and horror: "It's like me. I am conscientious and careful, but who gave me half-face? Who can think highly of me? ?”

Xie Cheng was depressed, but was enlightened by Song Haoyan: "It is said that face is given by others. As long as you have power and power, there are many people who will hold your face for you. If you have no power or power, then Be careful, someone will step on your face in the mud."

After finishing speaking, he fixed his eyes on the empty wine bottles on the table, and couldn't help laughing for a while: "Second Young Master, it's my son who is frustrated, why do you drink more than this son? But what's in your heart? Depressed? Why don't you tell me, and I will enlighten you?"

Song Haoyan smiled and didn't speak, just poured cup after cup of boring wine into his mouth.

He didn't say anything, but Xie Cheng became more interested and asked more and more questions. Song Haoyan was overwhelmed by what he said, so he opened his mouth.

"You don't need to ask more questions, I have to worry about nothing more than the injustice between my future and my father."

Xie Cheng leaned on the back of the chair, sitting crookedly, looking like a dandy, with the corners of his mouth raised undisguised: "Prince Huaiyin is unfair? I heard that when the eldest son was imprisoned, it was the second son who ran around for the affairs of the Huaiyin palace and the eldest son." , logically speaking, this is a great achievement, King Huaiyin will only value you more, where does the word unfair come from?"

Just as Xie Cheng finished speaking, he heard a sneer from Song Haoyan's direction, with a look of extreme disdain.

Immediately, I found Song Haoyan's reaction very interesting, and Xie Cheng was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, so he added it coldly: "This son thought that after this incident, the king of Huaiyin would be able to better understand who the real talented people in the palace of Huaiyin are. Whoever it is, let the Second Young Master inherit the Huaiyin Palace."

Xie Cheng's words stepped on Song Haoyan's heart. In his eyes, Song Hexuan was imprisoned twice and put the Huaiyin Palace in danger each time. He was not worthy to be the head of the Huaiyin Palace and inherit the title.

The more he thought about it, the more depressed he felt, Song Haoyan took another sip of wine, and his tone became more sarcasm: "My eldest brother is used to fishing for fame, he has a good reputation, and he is also known as one of the three gentlemen of Dayu. Location? I don't have the ability."

Xie Cheng became more and more excited when he heard this, and his previous bad mood was swept away, knowing that there was someone more unlucky than himself beside him, so he was in a much happier mood.

Poured a glass of wine for Song Haoyan himself, Xie Cheng sighed hypocritically, with a look of regret on his face: "It's a pity for the second son, this eldest son has taken up the position of the eldest brother, and he has a younger sister who is Princess Yong..."

Song Haoyan squeezed the cup hard, and his back molars creaked. His biological mother, Concubine Xu, was also born in a famous family, but she was tricked by Li Rong and Song Xieyu, and she went on crooked ways for a while. My dear sister, if she wasn't crazy, she might be able to help him, and he wouldn't be alone and alone like he is now.

Stimulated by Xie Cheng, coupled with the already depressed heart, Song Haoyan became very drunk in a short while, and his vigilance also dropped a lot, and he became open-mouthed.

"The position of Patriarch of the Huaiyin Prince's Mansion, I know myself, and I can't snatch him away, but why did Song Hexuan do such an absolute thing? He wanted to cut off my official career..."

Xie Cheng was even more dumbfounded when he heard such a secret, and silently admired it in his heart.

This Song Hexuan didn't look so cruel in normal times, but he actually ruined Song Haoyan's future.

Song Haoyan opened his mouth, and the follow-up words became much smoother, and he vomited bitterness to Xie Cheng: "My son, do you know? My father actually asked me to go into business? I, Song Haoyan, have read sage books for so many years just to go To be a businessman who apologizes for laughing?"

Xie Cheng thought about Song Hexuan's cruelty, but he didn't expect Song Hexuan to be so cruel. He patted Song Haoyan's shoulder with a sympathetic expression: "Second Young Master, don't worry too much, Qiancheng has to be earned by yourself."

Song Haoyan was completely blocked by Xie Cheng's words, and he had nothing to say for a moment. His words really did not hurt his back while standing up and talking. His position as the heir was inherited from King An, and King An only had him Such a son naturally helped Cheng wholeheartedly.

He enjoys King An's connections and money, and sits comfortably in the position of Prince An's son, but instead persuades him that he has to earn his own future?
Seeing that Song Haoyan didn't speak anymore, Xie Cheng was also discouraged. After drinking too much wine, the wound on his forehead began to ache again.

Reaching out to touch the gauze lightly, Xie Cheng gradually had an idea in his heart, pressed Song Haoyan's hand that was about to pour another drink, and spoke.

"If the second son is unreliable at home, why not try this son's way?"

After hearing this, Song Haoyan looked at Xie Cheng with disbelief: "Your Majesty, this means..."

When he said this, Song Haoyan's voice was still a little trembling, and his anxiety was beyond words.

After appreciating Song Haoyan's expression enough, Xie Cheng slowly threw out a sentence in a condescending manner: "Although I'm just a small son, I still have the ability to help the second son."

Getting closer to Song Haoyan, Xie Cheng lowered his voice: "You only need the second son to surrender to me, and when the time comes to become your own person, my father and I will naturally help the second son wholeheartedly."

Song Haoyan lowered his eyes, and his heart beat uncontrollably. There is no free lunch in the world, he knew it in his heart, but now he has nowhere to go, only Xie Cheng extended an olive branch to him.

Xie Cheng saw hesitation in his eyes, felt a little uncomfortable for a moment, and his voice became colder: "If the second son doesn't like it, just pretend that Xie didn't say anything, there is no need to be embarrassed."

Hearing that Xie Cheng was unhappy, Song Haoyan gritted his teeth in a panic, and made up his mind: "Your Majesty is joking, I have nowhere to go now, His Majesty is willing to rescue me, it is your kindness."

(End of this chapter)