This palace is not your concubine: don't be mad, Your Majesty

Chapter 172 The Beggar Prince Is Awesome 8
That night, Majesty didn't know how much she drank, but she remembered that she didn't eat a single piece of meat.

In the end, there was nothing in her eyes, only a vast expanse of whiteness.

She lay down on the table, but the decadent man and the little beggar didn't show much expression.

"Brother Bai, who do you think she is?"

The little beggar picked up a bone and gnawed on it, looking at Majesty as he gnawed.

"woman."

Now I can't pour wine for others, the decadent man pours wine for himself with the wine jar.

"Oh, you know that's not what I meant. What I mean is what is the relationship between her and Ximen Yi?"

The little beggar stomped anxiously.

"The woman Ximen Yi wants."

The decadent man looked at Majesty's profile, and peeled off the birthmark on her face.

"Ximen Yi is the emperor, as the emperor's woman, many women can't think of it, why did she run away?"

The little beggar drank from the bowl and asked in confusion.

"Those are stupid women."

The decadent man threw the birthmark into the charcoal fire, without ambiguity at all.

"Brother Bai, do you mean that she is a smart woman? Is she smarter than me?"

The little beggar scratched his head and ignored the oil on his hands.

"You're stupid for asking that."

The decadent man dripped wine on Maggie's face with his chopsticks.

Majesty's face was blushing, as if she had wiped the peach blossoms in spring, it was so red that it was really attractive.

The wine on that face, like the morning dew, looks more charming.

"She's beautiful. Don't men like beautiful women?"

The little beggar lowered his head and drank the rest of the wine in the bowl in one go.

"You talk a lot tonight, go to sleep after eating."

The decadent man looked away, glanced at the little beggar and said.

"Where does she sleep?"

The little beggar pointed at Maggie and asked.

"Isn't it good that she is like this now, she can't die."

A decadent man has no humanity.

"But she's a woman, a woman..."

"Women are human too, why don't you give her the bed?"

The decadent man glanced at the little beggar.

The little beggar shook his head violently, it was so cold that he refused to let him go.

"Then don't talk nonsense."

The decadent man took the wine jug from the little beggar and refused to let him pour any more wine.

(End of this chapter)