Kill the sadistic male protagonist and become the emperor

Ren Baozhi shook her head, trying to clear her mind.

Her guess should be correct. When they first met, she had an argument with someone and Long Aotian lost his favorability towards her. Just now, when she drank, Long Aotian lost his favorability towards her again. It can be seen that Long Aotian doesn't like this kind of woman at all.

The reason why Long Aotian's favorability increased was that she looked into his eyes for the first time, and then choked on the steamed pork. It can be seen that this person should like a weak and silly beauty like Chen Baozhi.

System protest: [Chen Baozhi is not a weak little white flower, nor is she a foolish beauty, and she doesn't want to do that.]

Ren Baozhi ignored the system's voice and continued thinking.

But why did his favorability towards Jiang Tangtang suddenly increase after the argument?

This was obviously completely different from Long Aotian's reaction when they first met.

My thoughts are in a mess, with countless ideas emerging, but they are like beads with broken strings, scattered all over the ground and unable to be strung together.

The drinking game continues.

After Shangguan Hualiu came Chen Lanyue, who couldn't read a single word, let alone write poetry.

She looked at Long Aotian, pretending to smile cutely, blinking desperately, trying her best to make her eyelashes flutter like petals.

Seeing Chen Lanyue's deathly expression when she saw a man, Ren Baozhi pretended to be worried and asked, "Sister, do you have an eye disease?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Lanyue glared at her, then deliberately exposed her slender neck and lowered her posture very low: "Yue'er can't read, I hope Master Long will not be offended."

One of them looked at Chen Lanyue with a lewd smile, "No problem, no problem, a woman's virtue lies in her lack of talent, and a woman who is a little stupid is more lovable, hehe."

This person is Zhu Fangfei's father Zhu Dachang.

Chen Lanyue thought she had the man under control and smiled at Zhu Dachang: "Yue'er is uneducated and cannot compare to you all."

Seeing the man staring at her, she felt quite proud.

But the next second she heard the princess's cold voice: "In that case, you should leave, so as not to be laughed at."

Chen Lanyue felt as if these words were poured down on her head like a bucket of cold water. The little bit of pride she had just felt was soaked through, and she fell back to the bottom of the valley.

Before he could react, he was hit again: "What are you still standing there for?"

"Yes." Chen Lanyue didn't dare to stay any longer and fled while wiping her tears.

Looking at her sister's hurried back, Ren Baozhi suppressed the urge to comfort Chen Lanyue.

It's time to make her realize that it's meaningless for her to be so subservient to men.

Men are the bravest only when they are at their safest.

You see, none of the men she tried so hard to attract would stand by her when she was really in trouble.

It was soon Ren Baozhi's turn to play drinking games. She was too lazy to waste her brain cells on writing crappy poems, so she decided to lower Long Aotian's favorability by drinking.

After several rounds of drinking, Princess Qianqiu frowned and asked her in a low voice, "Didn't you write a poem while admiring the chrysanthemums just now?"

Ren Baozhi's face flushed, and she replied in a low, unclear voice, "I...how could I write poetry? That was...Mrs. Si's poem, and I was memorizing it."

"I'll take you away, stop drinking." Princess Qianqiu pulled up the limp Ren Baozhi and was about to leave the table.

"Hey, Princess, don't go. I think Madam Chen really likes this chrysanthemum wine," the nasty man said with a sly smile, "Why, you just chased one away, and now you want to take another away?"

Princess Qianqiu looked towards the Mediterranean with a chill in her eyes. Before she could utter a word, someone gently pulled her trouser leg. She knew it was Shangguan Hualiu.

Suppressing the anger in her heart, she sat back in her original seat. Now she only had the title of princess but no real power, so it would be better for her not to have a bad relationship with the prime minister.

In the tense situation, no one noticed that Jiang Tangtang's square face turned pale for a moment.

When it was his turn to play drinking games again, he smiled very reluctantly, and his lips moved a few times with difficulty, but he still couldn't open them.

Everyone looked at each other in shock, feeling strange, but no one dared to speak.

But the drunken Ren Baozhi dared to speak. She looked at Jiang Tangtang with clear yet foolish eyes: "Jiang Dalang, you are not like me, a rotten wood, who can't write poetry, right? You are the most talented man in Chang'an."

Jiang Tangtang remained silent, but her expression became even uglier.

Seeing Jiang Tangtang's brows furrowed deeply, Ren Baozhi whispered to Princess Qianqiu, "Hei Wuchang, look, this is not Jiang Dalang, this is clearly Jiang Silang."

Princess Qianqiu didn't react at first that Ren Baozhi was calling her, but seeing her excitedly pulling her sleeves, she knew it was definitely her that was calling her.

So in her mind, I am the image of Black Impermanence?

She lowered her eyelashes, looked at her black robe, and the corners of her mouth twitched.

But she didn't want to dampen Ren Baozhi's interest, so she said, "What Jiang Silang?"

"Look at his face, doesn't it look like the number 'four'? Hahahaha!"

Although Ren Baozhi did lower his voice, the silence at the table was so great that everyone heard the conversation between the two clearly.

They looked in the direction of Ren Baozhi's finger, and saw that Jiang Tangtang's square face, with two eyebrows bent downward due to frowning, really looked like the Chinese character "four".

"Pfft——" Someone couldn't help laughing first, and then the laughter quickly spread among the crowd.

This really pissed off the Mediterranean guy. He yelled, "How dare you! You're making fun of Jiang Tiantian, the son of the Imperial College's chief academic officer? Chen Zhongcheng is truly a poor parent!"

"Oh? Didn't you, Lord Zhu, ask her to stay?" Princess Qianqiu turned the tables.

Shangguan Hualiu played with his folding fan and said nonchalantly, "Jiang Dalang, don't blame Madam Chen. She was drunk and unconscious, but someone insisted on letting a drunk person stay. What was their intention?"

Her eyes flickered between Jiang Tangtang and Zhu Xianggong. "Now that the situation has become like this, who is intentional and who is unintentional? I think Jiang Dalang, with his intelligence, should know."

His voice was warm and elegant, but the words he said were like thunder out of the blue.

"Never mind, he's just a drunkard," Long Aotian said, seemingly trying to smooth things over, but in reality, he was pushing Jiang Tangtang into a desperate situation. "Jiang Dalang, just keep writing poetry. You can't be like what Madam Chen said, that you're the most talented man in the dynasty but can't even write a few poems."

When Jiang Tangtang heard this, even the blood color on her lips faded away completely.

Long Aotian said, "Jiang Dalang, please come in."