After the divorce, I pursued the Ninth Prince 100 times.

Xie Tingyu was originally a little annoyed because the woman pushed him away.

But when I saw her shy and helpless look, and her embarrassed look with her head lowered and pinching the corner of her clothes, I felt both angry and amused.

The anger in my heart disappeared without a trace.

Yes, his Xing'er is still an innocent girl who has never experienced anything in life!

Not only have we never experienced a bridal chamber, we haven't even had a kiss...

He was annoyed with himself again for a moment.

She was married to him and was his wife, but he had never even touched her.

How could a woman not be nervous when it was her first time encountering such a sexual relationship?

He thought again of her every smile and frown, her shyness and beauty in the bathroom and on the bed last night... Suddenly, his lower abdomen felt hot and his throat became dry.

He wanted her desperately.

Xie Tingyu quietly clenched his fists, suppressing the surging desire spreading in his body, and then stretched out his hand and made a gesture behind him.

After a while, a maid from the pleasure boat came onto the deck, holding a wooden tray with a pot of wine and two small golden wine glasses on it.

Xie Tingyu picked up the wine jug and poured a glass of wine into each of the two glasses. Then he picked up a glass in each hand and handed one of the glasses to Shen Nanxing.

"The moon is shining brightly tonight. Would Xing'er like to have a drink with Brother Yu?"

Although Shen Nanxing had his head lowered just now, he saw through the corner of his eye through the small door of the cabin that the maid had clearly added something to the wine jug when pouring the wine.

The wine in the two glasses was poured by Xie Tingyu from the wine jug on the spot, which means there is no difference between the two glasses of wine.

This must have been instigated by Xie Tingyu, and since he himself did not avoid the glass of wine and was willing to drink with her, it was enough to prove that the wine in the glass was spiked with...

asshole!

Shen Nanxing clenched his fists and a trace of cold sweat appeared on his back.

Shen Zhiyi hasn't come yet.

If she didn't drink this glass of wine, all her previous efforts would be in vain.

But if she drank...

Her mind was racing, trying to think of a solution when she suddenly noticed a familiar black figure out of the corner of her eye.

She paused, then glanced over again. She saw a small pleasure boat not far from the one she was on.

There was only one cabin on the small houseboat, and the small window of the cabin was open at this time.

From her angle, she could just see the man's profile through the small window. He was dressed in black, with his usual black hair, sitting upright at a small table, his slender, cold white hand holding a glass of wine to his lips.

There was a smile on the corner of his lips, as if he was listening to what the person sitting opposite him was saying, but because of the wall of the boat, she couldn't see who was sitting opposite him.

Suddenly, his eyes casually glanced out the window, his gaze passing over where she was.

Her heart suddenly skipped a beat, but she saw that he seemed not to see her. His eyes just passed over her without even pausing, and his expression did not change at all. After scanning around, his gaze returned to the person opposite.

Shen Nanxing was stunned for a moment, and for a moment he couldn't explain what he was feeling.

She was both glad that he didn't see her, and sad that his eyes had passed over her without noticing her...

She was still standing on the deck of the largest pleasure boat.

He was sitting in the cabin of a small pleasure boat, and she could notice him at a glance even as the boats were moving across the lake...

She used to think that men looked best in white, preferably in a moon-white brocade robe and an exquisite white jade crown. She felt that was an extremely energetic outfit for men, with the feel of a handsome young man, giving people a sunny feeling.

I hate men wearing all black the most, as they always give people a sinister feeling.

But because he always wore black, she had unknowingly fallen in love with this outfit, which she once hated the most. Black on him didn't look sinister, but instead always made her heart surge, her heartbeat quickened, and she always felt that he was full of charming charm.

Looking back at Xie Tingyu, he was wearing the white robe that she had once thought was the most handsome, but to her, it seemed so shallow and without any charm at all.

Maybe it's what they say, love the house and love the dog?

Thinking of this, a smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of her lips.

But unexpectedly, under the sky full of fireworks, the woman in red smiled, and the world lost its color.

Xie Tingyu was mesmerized by the sight.

"Xing'er, you are so beautiful."

As he spoke, he brought the glass of wine in his hand to his lips and drank it all, and then he brought the other glass directly to the woman's moist and attractive red lips.

Ever since she discovered he was nearby, Shen Nanxing's peripheral vision kept unconsciously glancing over there, but the man never looked back again...

He really didn't see her.

But at the same time, Shen Nanxing saw that on the shore, the carriage of the Nanyang Marquis Mansion was slowly driving into the carriage field beside Jingyue Lake.

Shen Zhiyi is finally here!

So she tilted her head, looked at Xie Tingyu with a smile, opened her red lips slightly, and drank the glass of wine that was handed to her lips by his hand.

When Xie Tingyu saw that she had finished the wine, he swallowed unconsciously, with an uncontrollable smile on his face. Then he put the two wine glasses back on the tray, waved his hand, and the maid left again.

In the small houseboat next door.

Across the small table, the Minister of Works was gesturing with his hands and talking incessantly. The man in black listened with a frown, occasionally drinking a glass of wine alone.

The Minister of Works was a man in his fifties, and he spoke with great enthusiasm and eloquence about various fortifications and buildings. As he finished his speech, he noticed the man in black drinking one glass after another, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

"Nine Thousand Years Old, if I didn't break out in rashes whenever I drink, I would have drunk with you until I was drunk. Now, due to my health, I cannot drink with you, and I feel deeply guilty for not letting you enjoy your meal."

"I'll offer you a toast of tea on behalf of the people of Liangzhou!"

The Minister of Works' hometown was in Liangzhou, and he was extremely grateful to the Ninth Prince for personally coming to Liangzhou to control the flood. He picked up the teacup with both hands, raised it to mid-air, and waited to clink the wine glass in the Ninth Prince's hand.

But after waiting for a long time, the man in black opposite him didn't react at all.

"Nine Thousand Years Old?" The Minister of Works coughed lightly and reminded him.

Then he heard a loud bang, which scared him.

The wine glass in Jiuqiansui's hand was actually crushed by him.

The Minister of Works widened his eyes, his expression terrified: "Nine Thousand Years Old, if, if you insist on letting me drink, then... it's not impossible..."

The old man tremblingly picked up the wine pot on the table, poured out the tea in the cup in his hand, and filled the empty cup with wine.

There is deep bitterness in my heart.

Because he couldn't drink, he had the maid place a teacup before him. He hadn't noticed it before, but it was so much bigger than the wine glass...

But he didn't dare not fill it up!

He raised his eyes quietly and saw a cold look on the face of the Nine Thousand Year Old Man.

He even crushed the wine glass to pieces, he must have been extremely angry...