Love Addict

chapter 3

On the leisurely stage, Yelv Zhenxi's resolute and stylish handsome face was tense, and her deep blue pupils now appeared gloomy, looking unkindly at the two unwelcome guests across from her.

"I'm telling you, Zhenxi. The weather is nice today, why is your face smelling like something?" Yao Lijina joked with him. He was the third son of the Great Neiti Yinsi and grew up with Yelv Zhenxi as good friends. He was one year younger than him and 26 years old this year.

"It seems that it wasn't the weather that made our Prince Jin unhappy," agreed Turu Liegu, with a teasing smile on his lips. He was the second son of the enemy Liema Dusi, and like Yaoli Jina, he was also a good friend of Yelu Zhenxi who grew up together. He was of the same age as Yelu Zhenxi.

Yelv Zhenxi looked coldly at his two friends singing the double reed back and forth, without the desire to speak. "If it weren't for the weather, what would it be?" Yao Lijina deliberately tilted her head and asked with a smile on her face, "Zhenxi is someone who is about to get married. When it comes to happy events, one should feel refreshed. Why is it that she is actually unhappy?"

"Oh! Can it be difficult..." Turu Liegu pretended to be shocked and let out a low shout, "Zhenxi, can it be difficult? Are you dissatisfied with that Princess Song?"

"Have you had enough?" he said coldly. If it weren't for the fact that they were his friends and didn't want to give them a "wink," how could they still tease him here!

"Look at your displeased appearance, how could that be enough?" Yao Lijina said, "If you don't want to marry Princess Song, you have to say it! If you insist, the emperor won't force you."

"Unfortunately, it was the Emperor and the Empress Dowager who forced me," Yelv Zhenxi sneered. "But, Zhenxi, if you insist on not marrying, the emperor and empress dowager will not do anything to you. Will they cut off your head?"

"They won't do anything to me, they just let me choose whether I want to marry Princess Song or Princess Nainwa."

"What?!" The two of them exclaimed in surprise and suddenly realized, "That's no wonder. They heard that Princess Nainwa had recently become furious and destroyed the entire palace into ruins. It turned out that it was because Prince Jin would rather marry Song's roommate than her!" The two looked at each other and laughed heartily.

"I'm glad you're happy," he sneered, "but you're only half right. Nainva only knows that I'm going to marry Princess Song, and she doesn't know that I can choose either."

"Sorry, Zhenxi, it seems that the emperor and the empress dowager really know you very well." The two of them suppressed their laughter, thinking that Princess Nainwa couldn't help but shake her head. She was so angry that she destroyed the sleeping palace. If they knew that Zhenxi would marry a Han woman instead of her, it might ruin the entire palace, but it's not certain. She's really being spoiled beyond control. "When Princess Song arrives, you should thank her well. It can be said that she saved your future."

"Yeah!" Yelv Zhenxi sarcastically curled his lips, just jumping from one pit to another.

"By the way, do you know the candidates from the Song family's side?"

"I don't know yet."

"Although we don't know the candidate yet, if we plan to meet Princess Song and get married before winter according to the scheduled itinerary, the wedding procession should start immediately and can't be delayed. But why is there no preparation or arrangement in the Jade Mansion?"

"No need," he said indifferently.

"Why?"

"Because I have decided to pay my respects in Zhongjing and bring her back to Shangjing after the ceremony."

"Huh? Why don't we know?!" The two of them shouted unfairly.

"You know now," he gave them a faint glance.

"Ah! I thought of it, no wonder the Emperor and Empress Dowager have a trip to Zhongjing. It turns out they are going to host your wedding." Yao Liji slapped him and suddenly realized.

"But why not hold the wedding in Shangjing?" asked Turulegu.

"It's better for fewer people to visit this shameful thing," Yelv Zhenxi shrugged. "Shame?" The two raised their eyebrows.

"I know everyone is waiting to see my joke," he glared at them clearly. "Do you dare to deny it?"

Yao Li Ji Na and Tu Lu Lie Gu exchanged a smile.

"Of course we don't, but others don't know."

"Didn't you? I don't know who bet a thousand taels that Princess Song wouldn't be able to make it to the capital?" He glanced at Tulu Liegu.

Turu Liegu smiled awkwardly, because he heard that the women of the Song Dynasty were all raised in deep boudoirs, with their doors closed, their second door closed, and their bodies weak and sickly. That's why he made this speculation! "I don't know who placed a bet of two thousand taels, betting that Princess Song won't last for a month after getting married?" He looked at another friend.

"So you already know." Yao Liji chuckled lightly, ignoring it.

As for my cousins, let alone those with crooked noses, slanted eyes, and missing bones

Those with fewer legs and arms have all gambled. What should I say? The princess of the Song Dynasty would not casually meet outsiders, so her appearance is unknown. Although it can be confirmed that the princess sent by the Great Song for marriage will not be a stunning beauty, they absolutely do not believe that Song Shi would really send a flawed princess, just to make fun of this matter. “

That's why you decided to get married in Zhongjing. There won't be a grand wedding here

Is that okay? “

"I said, there's no need."

"What you are going to marry is the Empress Dowager!"

"So what about Empress Zheng? She's just an extra woman to me."

"Report to the prince!" A guard respectfully said from Youran's audience, "The emperor has sent someone to deliver a secret letter."

Yelv Zhenxi was taken aback and said in a deep voice, "Hand it over."

The guard stepped onto the stairs, respectfully handed over the letter, and quickly retreated.

He opened the letter, the content was brief, and quickly scanned it. His originally furrowed brow furrowed tightly.

"Did the confidential letter mention an emergency?" Yao Li Ji Na and Tu Lu Liegu asked curiously. "There's no such thing as an emergency. The emperor loves to create mysteries. This kind of thing can be done by ordering a palace attendant to deliver a message, and even playing the trick of sending secret letters." He put away the letter.

"What exactly are you saying?" It's really appetizing.

"What else is there? The date of the marriage has already been decided." In addition, he was given a task.

"Which princess is it?"

"Zhao Yunying, the youngest daughter of Zhao Yun, the Ninth Prince of the Great Song Dynasty, and Princess Qinxin."

"Princess Qinxin... I don't know!" Yao Li Ji said in surprise.

"What's going on? Have you heard of this Qinxin Princess?" asked Turu Liegu.

"When I made the decision to marry before, I investigated the royal family of the Great Song Dynasty, including the princesses and princesses of various feudal lords. It is said that Zhao Yunying is a weak and sickly person who can easily die at any time!" The name of Princess Qinxin should be the title bestowed upon her for this marriage.

Yelv Zhenxi frowned and remained silent.

"What does the Great Song mean by sending such a princess?" Turulegu said discontentedly. "Zhenxi, what's your decision?" Yaoli Jina looked at his friend, "If you tell the emperor about Princess Qinxin, I believe the emperor will ask the Song family to choose someone else."

"No need," he responded indifferently. Anyway, he had no expectations for this marriage, and whether Princess Song lived or died was not important to him at all. Since the candidate has been decided, he certainly cannot "disappoint" the emperor's special opportunity to fulfill his dream of "traveling mountains and rivers". He has decided to set off tomorrow!

Under the leisurely stage, a guard hurriedly came to report.

"Report to the prince, the sixth prince has arrived."

All three were surprised.

"What is that person looking for you for?!" Turulegu couldn't help but have a bad face when he heard that the Sixth Prince was visiting.

"I think like everyone these days, come and 'congratulate' me!" Yelv Zhenxi shrugged. Turning to the guard's command, "Please come to the hall with the Sixth Prince, I will go immediately."

"Yes," the guard immediately retreated.

"I don't think things are that simple," Yao Liji frowned.

"That guy must be coming to cause trouble again," Turulegu said angrily in a low voice.

"I think you should wait here for a moment, so as not to have any conflict with the Sixth Prince, Tulu Liegu. I'll come as soon as I go."

"Zhenxi, the visitor is not kind, you must be careful." Yao Lijina warned him.

"I also want to go together, if that guy..."

"Don't cause any trouble for Zhenxi," Yaoli Jina insisted on pulling Tulu Liegu and not letting him follow.

Yelv Zhenxi shook his head. He was really worried that Turu Liegu's fiery temperament would bring harm to himself and even the Turu family.

With a light sigh, he stepped down from the leisurely stage and walked towards the hall.

What did the Sixth Prince ask him for?

He only hopes that tomorrow's itinerary will not be delayed now.

On the way to the Great Song Dynasty, Yelv Zhenxi frowned until he smoothly infiltrated Bianjing, his brow slightly relieved.

"Prince, what exactly did Prince Six say to you that day?" In the restaurant, Nu'erza couldn't help but ask curiously, sitting by the window on the second floor.

Yelv Zhenxi wore a black bamboo hat on his head, covering the upper part of his face. He held a wine glass in his hand and drank quietly. Upon hearing this, I raised my eyebrows and looked at him.

"You've been holding back for so long this time, I thought you would have asked a few days earlier!" he chuckled lightly. "Prince, that's because I saw you frowning and didn't dare to disturb you!"

"Actually, he didn't say anything explicitly. Apart from congratulating me, he just reminded me to be careful not to let her die halfway, otherwise it could cause a dispute."

That she refers to the object of the Song Dynasty's marriage - Princess Qinxin.

"What?! Does he want to be unfavorable to her?!" Nurza's first reaction was surprised. The belligerent Six Princes were quite dissatisfied with this peace negotiation, and it was indeed possible to provoke another war by killing Princess Qinxin.

"Don't speculate too much," Yelv Zhenxi's face darkened.

"Damn it, my subordinate." Nurza was startled and immediately admitted his mistake.

"Forget it, just be careful and we'll be fine."

Suddenly, waves of shouting came from outside.

"Hurry up, the Third Young Master of the Ninth Prince is going to teach someone another lesson," the passersby hurriedly told each other, their faces shining with excitement.

The guests in the restaurant heard this news and rushed out to watch the excitement. "Prince..." Nurza looked at the crowd gathering place from the window, then turned back to face his master. "Are you going to see the Third Young Master of the Ninth Prince?"

He looked up and drank the wine from his glass, his blue pupils flashing.

"Okay, I heard that Princess Qinxin and Sangong had twins, and their looks should not be far apart." He pondered and said, "Let's go!" He put down a piece of broken silver and the two left the restaurant.

Arriving at the open space in the suburbs of Beijing, they saw a dense crowd of people, and their target was being surrounded by them.

"There seem to be quite a few people watching the excitement," Nurza said in surprise.

In the crowd, there came pleading for mercy and clear and innocent teasing.

"Nurzha, go ask what's going on," Yelv Zhenxi whispered.

He nodded and casually caught a passerby watching the excitement. "Brother, may I ask what exactly happened here?"

"You must be from out of town, right?"

"Yeah!"

"No wonder you don't know that the Third Young Master of the Ninth Prince is a famous' ghost seeing sorrow 'in our capital!" The passerby looked around for a while before lowering his voice and saying, "The Third Young Master, relying on his power, is tyrannical in the capital. Anyone who doesn't like him will definitely be messed up by him! We ordinary people can only swallow our pride, lose our teeth, and swallow our blood. It's hard to say!"

Nu'erza looked at Yelv Zhenxi in surprise before asking again, "So... does the Ninth Prince care about his own son?"

"The Ninth Prince dotes on the Third Young Master, not to mention, who dares to say so? It's not that he's not reckless."

He nodded, whispered his gratitude, and returned to his master's side. "Prince..."

"I heard it." Yelv Zhenxi frowned, rumored that the Ninth Prince was loyal, righteous, and strict with himself. He didn't expect such unscrupulous descendants to emerge.

"Now?"

"It seems quite exciting inside." He looked around and saw a good viewing spot. "Nurza, go up there." He pointed to the roof of a house on the right.

"Is this okay?" Nurza hesitated, not wanting to be too eye-catching.

"Whatever, I'll go up first," he said before jumping directly onto the roof.

Nu'erza was helpless and followed suit, landing beside his master.

As soon as his gaze fell on the center of the crowd, Nurza immediately opened his mouth in surprise and said, "Prince, which one do you think is the third son of the ninth prince?"

"There's no need to ask, of course it's the one who teaches people a lesson." He stared at the slender figure in the crowd with a pair of exquisite blue pupils.

"Oh my goodness! Is he... sure he's a man?" Compared to them, the man of Song was already thin and weak enough. The third son of the Ninth Prince was even more delicate than the other men of Song.

"Everyone recognizes him, that's it!" Yelv Zhenxi was also quite skeptical.

"If Princess Qinxin is similar to her elder brother, she is undoubtedly a beautiful embryo."

"A beauty who can only live in the desert for three days," he said with a hint of mockery in his words.

"You're right, everyone here knows that Princess Qinxin is weak and sickly, and she could die at any moment." After two days here, all the information that needed to be inquired about had already been gathered, as Lord Yaoli Jina had said. "I can't say... Princess Qinxin will die on the way to welcome her."

"If she is really as weak as rumored, then... there is indeed a possibility." Yelv Zhenxi stared at the three people in the center of the crowd, his eyes depressed.

In the crowd, the elegant and beautiful young master dressed in a light blue robe, and Zhao Yunxiu, the third son of the ninth prince among the people, were actually dressed by Zhao Yunying.

She held a bow and arrow in her hand and aimed at the two trembling people under the tree.

"You decide who will bear the water pear," she said coldly.

"San... San Gongzi, spare your life! When did we two brothers offend San Gongzi? Why did San Gongzi treat us like this?!" The two brothers, Da Niu and A Gou, desperately begged for mercy and dared not touch that pear even if they died.

"I have nothing to do, so I want you to practice arrows with me. But what's the honor I give you? Do you dislike it?" Zhao Yunying glanced at them with an innocent expression, but his eyes were cold.

"No... I dare not, but..."

"If you dare not, obediently pick up the pear for me and put it on my head."

"Third Young Master... spare your life!"

"Are you suspecting my archery skills?"

"San Gongzi... our brothers have an elderly mother in her seventies to take care of, so please hold your hand high and let us go!" Da Niu and A Gou pleaded for mercy with a runny nose and tears.

"Speaking as if I was bullying you guys, did I bully them?" She deliberately asked the onlookers. No one dares to speak up.

"Look, I'm not bullying you guys. Make a quick decision. My young master's hands are sore. If the arrow accidentally falls off, I won't be responsible!"

"Wuwu... Third Young Master, spare your life... spare your life!"

"I'll count three times. Hurry up and pick the pear, or you'll bear the consequences," she said with her final warning. "I..."

"You top it up!"

"No, you go ahead!"

The two began to argue and refused to give in to each other.

"Two!" Seeing that they were almost about to fight, Zhao Yunying watched coldly, with a cold smile on his lips. "You are my younger brother, so listen to me," shouted the bull.

"You're the big brother, you were supposed to give way to your younger brother," Ah Gou also shouted.

"Enough, enough, Third Young Master, I beg you, spare these two useless sons!" Suddenly, an old woman stumbled into the crowd and knelt down in front of her. She immediately lowered her bow and arrow upon seeing the situation.

"Granny, why are you suffering? These two unworthy sons have abandoned you and left you lying on the sickbed, wandering around casinos or brothels all day. They even snatched away the silver I gave you to see a doctor and spent it on food, drink, p**********n, and gambling. When they returned home, they couldn't get any money, and they were fighting against you when you were sick. They don't care about your life or death, why do you still plead for them?" Zhao Yunying helped the old woman up.

These words revealed the reason to everyone.

"No matter how unfilial they may be, they were born after ten months of hard work in their old age. I am grateful for the Third Young Master's repeated help, but I still ask him to spare these two unfilial sons!"

"Grandma..." She painfully wiped away her tears for the old woman and turned to Daniel and Ah

Dog, "Do you see that this is your mother? You are so unfilial to her, and she still loves you all the same. Aren't you ashamed at all?"

The two brothers hung their heads and dared not speak. "What are you doing there? Why don't you come and help your mother go home and rest?" She roared at the two of them. "Yes, yes." The two immediately stepped forward, supporting the old woman on one hand and the other on the other. "Give me a light hand! I warn you, if you let me know again that you haven't been filial to your mother-in-law properly, I won't easily spare you. Did you hear me clearly?"

"Clear, clear." The two of them supported their mother and hurriedly left.

There was no good play left, and the crowd gradually dispersed.

"Why not fix it!" suddenly, Zhao Yunying shouted.

Yelv Zhenxi and Nurzha saw the man they had inquired about before stiffening all over. From the recent incident, it seems that this man must have also been taken care of by Prince Zhao for some reason, which is why he said that to them.

"San... San Gongzi..." Why didn't Xiu turn around trembling.

"Why not fix it? Do you miss the taste of the cesspool?" she asked with a cold smile on her face.

"No... no..." He shook his head desperately.

"Really? Yesterday, I saw Mrs. He with a black eye, thinking you were starting to miss the taste of the cesspool." She glared at him with an unpleasant expression on her face.

"I... I didn't, really, I swear, I never hit her again, really!" he shouted anxiously.

"I know, Sister He said that she accidentally bumped into the protruding stick," she chuckled. Why don't Xiu breathe a sigh of relief, his legs soften, and he sits on the ground.

"It seems that you have really behaved well."

"Yeah, yeah! I've learned well and I won't dare to hit my wife again," he nodded immediately. "Yes, yes! You dare not." Zhao Yunying smiled brightly, but it was impressive

Looking at it, I couldn't help but feel a chill in my heart. "It's really strange. I just heard someone say what I am... ghosts see sorrow, right?"

"Huh?!" His face turned pale, and he lowered his voice. In the midst of the noisy voices, he could still hear!

"Why not fix it? Thank you very much for passing it on for me. I really like the title 'Ghost Seeing Sorrow', which is quite suitable for me. I just hope those who are not qualified to be people will worry about me when they see me." She crouched down. "Why not fix it? Are you human?"

"Yes, I am human, I am human."

"As long as it's a person, there's no need to worry when you see me, understand?"

"Understanding, understanding." Zhao Yunying stood up and leisurely took out the long flute inserted in his waist. He twisted his fingertips a few times, glanced lightly at the two tall men on the roof, then turned around and walked away with ease.

"Prince, this kind of development is really unexpected."

Yelv Zhenxi was speechless, watching the slender figure leave.

Zhao San, the third prince, looks the same as his future wife. If that Qinxin Princess had such a temperament... how wonderful it would be!

Since ghosts see sorrow, then one must be able to live a hundred years longer!

"Nu'erza, when will Baguda and his companions arrive in Bianjing?" Baguda is the leader of the escort team for the wedding procession.

"Expected to arrive in three days," Nurza looked at him with confusion. "Prince, what are your plans?"

He smiled and said, "For now, let's follow Prince Zhao back to the royal mansion to explore!"