[King Shen] Please enter the urn

Shen Lang entered the table and sat opposite Wang Lianhua.

After Wang Huoshao whispered a few words in Wang Lianhua's ear, he knelt upright behind him, like a loyal guard, guarding his master.

Wang Lianhua rested her chin on her hand, toasted Shen Lang lazily and lightly, and said, "It seems that I don't need to introduce this confidant of mine to you."

He raised his head and drank the fine wine in the glass.

Without ordering, Wang Huoshao graciously picked up the jade pot and refilled Wang Lianhua's cup.

But the invited guests were ignored.

Shen Lang looked down at the empty stone table in front of him, and said with a wry smile: "My lord, did you invite me here just to let me watch you drink?"

Wang Lianhua tilted her head and said, "How come?"

"Am I such a rude master?"

Shen Lang said: "Then why don't you see my cup?"

Wang Lianhua smiled slightly, raised her index finger and pointed towards the lake, and said: "Look, aren't they preparing a cup and bowl for you?"

Among the sparkling lake waves, one after another painted boats are winding and swaying slowly, and the laughter of a woman is heard like a silver bell ringing softly in the wind.

Shake the oar and return to the oar, the painted boat slowly passes through the lotus leaves and reeds, the reed flowers fly on the silk embroidered cushion, and the wind and lotus pavilion looks like a hairpin on a woman's hair.

A fisherwoman in green clothes rolled up her long sleeves, revealing a pair of plain white wrists, and dipped into the water.

Pick off a red lotus, the flower will reflect the delicate face, the appearance is beautiful, whether it is a flower or a person, it seems to be surrounded by a layer of bright and charming color.

She cast water-like eye waves at the people in the pavilion, and sang in her mouth: "Little Biyu girl, come to marry the King of Runan. The lotus flower is messy, and the lotus leaves are fragrant. Because I recommend a gentleman, I would like to wear a lotus dress."

Flying to Tingzhou with the reverberating singing, there is also the red lotus thrown from her hand.

Wang Lianhua raised her hand to catch it, Moyu's black pupils swept towards the fisher girl, a romantic smile appeared on her handsome face, she looked at the woman shyly covering her face, and hurried away with the oar.

Pick a petal from the red lotus, shaped like palms, shaped like a jade bucket, just like a red cup.

Fill a cup with the petals and serve it to Shen Lang.

Shen Lang took it with a smile, held the lotus petals and drank it down in one gulp, the fragrance of lotus permeated the sweetness.

Looking at the green leaves and red lotus, the cool breeze and sunny day, and the boundless beautiful scenery are pleasing to the eye, I feel refreshed and happy.

Looking at the young master drinking calmly, the light is as clear as water, covering his body, and the wind blows like waves, swaying his clothes, and suddenly feels that the scenery of the lake and mountains is not as good as his frown and smile.

If someone is painting at this moment, the painting must be a human being rather than a flower.

However, the handsome man in this painting has a calm expression, as if he is not very interested.

After drinking a cup, he suddenly asked: "Shen Lang, if you were to die tomorrow, who would you most want to see?"

Shen Lang was slightly taken aback, put down the flower cup in his hand, and said, "Why did you suddenly ask such a question?"

"Are you still worried that the Happy King will kill me?"

"Don't worry, although he has many embarrassing things, he is indeed a man who promises what he promises. Since you won the bet, he will definitely follow through on it."

It is true that Happy King will spare Shen Lang's life according to the agreement; however, he will use Wang Lianhua, who is under the control of the gang, to coerce and suppress Shen Lang, making him lose his dignity and freedom, and live in pain and suffering , which may be more terrifying than letting him die.

However, Shen Lang didn't say a single word about these things that were bound to happen, and he didn't want to put more worries on Wang Lianhua's heart.

Wang Lianhua smiled and said: "Yes, I won... According to the bet, you are now mine."

As he spoke, he stood up, but staggered, and fell into Shen Lang's arms.

Shen Lang quickly caught him, a strong smell of alcohol came over his face, and he touched his burning cheeks, only then did Shen Lang realize...he was drunk.

"How much did you drink?"

Wang Lianhua rubbed her arms affectionately in his arms, giggled and said, "Not too many, just five or six altars."

As she spoke, she stretched out her hands to hold Shen Lang's face, and raised her head to kiss his lips.

Shen Lang said helplessly: "There is someone."

Without looking back, Wang Lianhua picked up her empty wine cup, and smashed it under Wang Huoshao's feet with a "crash".

Wang Huoshao was so frightened that he quickly turned his head to look at the fisher girl picking lotus in the lake and singing, as if forgetting herself and being fascinated by it.

The hot tongue was bullied into Shen Lang's mouth, and with the strength of alcohol, he savagely plundered and captured.After pulling his lips and teeth away, he encloses his lips and gently licks and bites.

Shen Lang pressed his forehead against the drunkard's and said softly, "What's the matter?"

"The prince I know won't feel sad for no reason."

"There's no such thing as sadness in spring and autumn..." Wang Lianhua said vaguely and hoarsely, "I just figured out one thing."

"Now your life is mine, but mine is also his."

"If he wants to kill you wholeheartedly, he just needs to force me, or let me die directly..."

"If I knew I would die." He giggled again, "Would I still let you live alone?"

In the hazy and drunk eyes, a layer of darkness and gloomy light gathered.

"In the final analysis, we are just a group of ants held in his hands."

"Despite all kinds of calculations and all kinds of struggles, you still have to rely on him for one thought... Tsk, it's really boring."

He sighed softly: "It's extremely boring."

Shen Lang was dumbfounded, it turned out that nothing could hide the exquisite heart of Prince Wang.

Wang Huoshao thought he didn't see it through, but in fact, he just kept it in his heart and refused to speak out.

Shen Lang caressed Wang Lianhua's hair, his heart couldn't stop pity and distress, even though he knew that the prince didn't need these things, but his pity for the one he loved was so violent, how could he restrain himself?

Wang Lianhua said: "Shen Lang, Shen Lang... why don't you ask me..."

"Is it because I want to save my life, or conspire with Chai Yuguan to use you, so that I can be friendly with you, be...intimate with you."

Concentrate on Shen Lang, with stubborn eyes and a cold expression.

However, Shen Lang felt that the icy expression seemed to be managed with all his strength, and it was as fragile as the thin ice that was about to freeze in early winter, and it would shatter at the touch of a finger.

Perhaps the spirits have blurred his reason, eroded his restraint, and even softened his pride—he is worrying about gains and losses, he is afraid of being abandoned...

Shen Lang hugged him into his arms, like hugging a child waiting to be warmed.

"Then I want to ask you first, why do you always come to lie to him when you know that Shen Lang is someone who cannot be fooled?"

This question was the first time Shen Lang asked him, but it seemed like a secret phrase that the two of them had known and understood since they met each other.

Wang Lianhua's expression softened, she smiled and breathed in his ear: "Because Shen Lang can't be deceived, if he is deceived, wouldn't it prove that he is very clever?"

"What's more, I think I'm no worse than Shen Lang, if I can't be fooled once, I will do it again."

"Why can't Wang Lianhua deceive Shen Lang, and why can't Shen Lang be deceived by Wang Lianhua?"

Shen Lang said: "Yes, you are such a proud person."

Wang Lianhua said: "What does this mean?"

Shen Lang smiled and said: "You are too proud, so I believe you."

How can a person who grinds his bones into dross and can see his pride casually commit himself to a man in order to survive?

Wang Lianhua was suddenly speechless, and subconsciously wanted to refute Shen Lang.

He is such a person, even though the other party believes in him, he can't help but provoke, to drive a wedge between them, and want to fill people with suspicion and hostility.

All the past events between Mrs. Wang and Happy King planted the seeds of hatred and suspicion in his heart.Therefore, the world in his eyes is ugly, so he wants the hearts of the world to be full of ugliness.

However, he couldn't find anything to refute Shen Lang.

Could it be that you don't care about your body, and you can turn upside down with anyone?Or is he just a despicable and shameless villain who is willing to kill his mother and enemies to form an alliance?

He couldn't speak, the sincerity and tenderness in Shen Lang's eyes blocked all his bad words.

He just insisted: "Maybe I have a big plan, and the initial effort...is worth it?"

Shen Lang smiled and tousled his hair.

"Good boy, be good, and stop messing around."

For some reason, Wang Lianhua felt that her eyes were sore and swollen, and a slight redness spread to the corners of her eyes.

He turned his head quickly, and said with a brisk smile, "Oh, I'm so far away from you."

"You haven't answered me yet, who do you most want to see?"

Shen Lang looked at the hills in the distance, which were as pale as the shadow of smoke, separating the two ends of the sky light and water light.

He smiled lightly and said, "If I'm going to die tomorrow, I have nothing to worry about."

"Because the person I most want to see is already in my arms."

Wang Lianhua laughed softly, and the laughter fell into the water, swaying on the blue waves and lotus fragrance.

Happiness, happiness... Poor words can't describe a ten-thousandth of the happiness in his heart.

Twenty years have passed, like dreams and illusions, many things have been forgotten and abandoned by him, only the few years when he met Shen Lang are still alive, every word and every smile of Shen Lang is engraved in his heart.

It's like exchanging the suffering of the first half of life for Shen Lang in the second half of his life... It's worth it, everything is worth it.

Wang Lianhua smiled and said: "Mr. Shen treats me with such affection and righteousness, how can I not reciprocate?"

"I have invited all the people you want to see for you."

After all, he raised his hand.

Wang Huo's luck was in his chest, and he shouted like the clang of a bell.

"My lord has an order, the spring boat starts—"

Spring boat starts—spring boat starts—spring boat starts——

The rich and sonorous voice reverberated over the lake and green lotus.

A painting boat came lightly, carrying two lanterns with the word "Spring" written on it.

The fisher girl swaying the oars at the stern of the boat sang: "Zhu Nv has no salt in her appearance, is as fierce as a hummer, eats rice like a tripod, drinks a lot of wine, spring comes with a tender heart, breaks down the door and chases Shen Lang, but she doesn't know that Shen Lang is like the wind and like How can she catch up with her as stupid as a cow?"

Before the singing stopped, a scream "Wang Lianhua, you bastard!" was heard on the boat, the bead curtain hanging on the cabin door snapped, and a figure in a pink skirt rushed out of the cabin like an irritated calf. Acura fisher girl exclaimed and was pushed into the water.