In the east courtyard, Shuangmuzi finally tricked the Prince of Beiliang to listen to a song. Strangely, the Prince of Beiliang couldn't get in tonight, let alone wine.

"Beauty, I've listened to this song. Next, should I wait for me to rest?" The Prince of Beiliang held Shuangmuzi and looked at him with a look on his face.

"Prince, don't be anxious, Rong Nu's family wishes you a glass of wine to help you liven up." Shuang Muzi picked up two glasses of wine and handed it to Prince Beiliang.

"Okay, okay, okay, but... the beauty must close the door first." The Prince of Beiliang hesitated for a moment and looked at the open door.

"Prince wait." Shuang Muzi put down the wine glass, stood up and closed the door.

Just when Shuangmuzi closed, the Prince of Beiliang changed two glasses of wine. He was prepared, and every time Shuangmuzi would use the excuse of drinking to cheer up the fun. Perhaps the problem lies in this wine.

"Come on, drink." After Shuangmuzi closed the door, the Prince of Beiliang picked up the wine glass just now and handed it to Shuangmuzi.

"Thank you, prince." Shuang Muzi thought to Prince Beiliang to drink the wine quickly, and he was relieved. So he didn't think about it and slid his head down.

Seeing this, the Prince of Beiliang smiled smirked and raised his head to drink.

"Miss Frost has a good amount of alcohol. Come and have another drink." The Prince of Beiliang filled Shuangmuzi's wine glass and handed it to Shuangmuzi.

"The prince is too rewarded, but if I get drunk, I am afraid I can't serve the prince." Shuang Muzi politely refused, just dragging it for a while.

"It's okay, I will serve you tonight." The Prince of Beiliang leaned close to Shuangmuzi's ear and smiled lewdly.

Shuang Muzi instinctively moved backwards, but she didn't want to feel a little drowsy, so she threw it lightly. The Prince of Beiliang saw that Shuang Muzi was in a trance, and thought that there was something wrong with the wine; the anger and desire in his heart burned together, and he threw Shuang Muzi down violently and kissed him for a domineering force.

"Ah..., please let me go..." Shuang Muzi was so scared that her mind was a little clear-headed and she pushed her back with anger.

"I want to see how you escape today." The Prince of Beiliang pinched Shuang Muzi's hands and lowered his head and nibbled.

"Ah... don't... go away..." Shuang Muzi kept shaking her head and kicking her legs hard.

In the eyes of the Prince of Beiliang, Shuang Muzi's actions were undoubtedly a teasing. He tore Shuang Muzi's clothes with his big hands, and only the sound of the clothes being torn.

Shuang Muzi struggled with all her strength. If she went on, she would rather die than be humiliated. So she groped around with her hands, suddenly she touched something, and raised her hand and smashed it hard at the Prince of Beiliang who was still flirting with her body.

Just by hearing the scream of "Ah...", the Prince of Beiliang did not move anymore; Shuang Muzi stumbled and rushed outside without any thought.

Song Jingran woke up from the backyard from "Xia Garden". He didn't understand Yu Zixia's feelings. He loved Lin Qinglian and even regarded Yu Zixia as her shadow. But when they were intimate, he always felt that something inexplicably pulled his nerves, making it difficult for him to devote his body and mind to Yu Zixia, causing embarrassment between them again and again. He sighed deeply, maybe it was because he didn't love him deeply enough, or maybe it was because he could not erase the shadow in his mind.

Just when Song Jingran was worried, he happened to run into Shuang Muzi in a daze and ran over in disheveled clothes. He instinctively stopped, but his thoughts had not been completely withdrawn.

"Brother Ran..." Shuang Muzi seemed to see a savior, and without caring about anything else, rushed into Song Jingran's arms and cried bitterly.

"What's wrong?" Song Jingran didn't want to pay attention, but the long-lost title sounded in his ears, and it looked like he returned to the past. Shuang Muzi's condition was also unclear. He took off his coat and wrapped Shuang Muzi.

"I beat Prince Beiliang to death." Shuang Muzi had already cried, pear blossoms waving rain, alleviating the grievances and panic in his heart, and looked at Song Jingran with a grievance.

Upon hearing this, Song Jingran's eyebrows frowned and his face became even more solemn. He glanced around and lowered his voice and said, "Take me to see."

Shuang Muzi nodded, looking unconcealed with panic. When he arrived in the east courtyard, he saw Prince Beiliang lying motionless on the ground; Song Jingran tried under Prince Beiliang's nose, and he turned around and said, "He is not dead, he just fainted."

"Then..." Shuang Muzi was both grateful and worried.

Song Jingran moved the Prince of Beiliang to the soft couch and said in a slightly cold tone, "You are his man, he will not do anything to you."

"I..." Shuang Muzi wanted to explain, but her mind became trance again and her whole body began to get hot.

When Song Jingran saw Shuang Muzi want to speak, she looked at him in an unknown blink of an eye and saw Shuang Muzi's face flushed, her expression seemed a little confused, and she shook her head from time to time.

Song Jingran was still not clear about Shuang Muzi's actions, and Shuang Muzi was already a little unsteady. Song Jingran stepped forward and hugged her at the moment when she fell down. He still led the unknown question and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"Brother Ran...so hot..." Shuang Muzi looked at Song Jingran in a daze, and his consciousness had already begun to be confused.

Seeing that Song Jingran was wrong, Shuangmuzi never called him this way. Tonight, this was the second time, and Shuangmuzi's expression made him feel a little worried. Just as Song Jingran was thinking, Shuangmuzi raised his jade arm, hooked Song Jingran's neck, stood on tiptoe, and gave him a touch of moistness.

Song Jingran was slightly stunned by Shuang Muzi's actions; he reached out and lit Shuang Muzi twice, and Shuang Muzi fell into Song Jingran's arms instantly; Song Jingran put her on the soft couch, walked out of the house, and threw something in the air.

After a moment, the dark soul fell from the dark night into the courtyard, and her slightly cold voice came, "Sir, please see the young master."

Song Jingran walked into the house, signaled Shuang Muzi on the soft couch, and said expressionlessly, "Check it out for her if there is anything wrong with it."

Dark Soul nodded and answered; he walked beside Shuang Muzi, raised his hand and put it on Shuang Muzi's wrist, and suddenly, Dark Soul's eyebrows frowned slightly.

"How is it?" Song Jingran could have seen the expression of Dark Soul.

Dark Soul stopped, nodded and said, "Go back to the young master, Miss Frost is probably because she accidentally ate the medicine of Prince Beiliang."

Song Jingran said coldly, "What medicine?"

Dark Soul hesitated for a moment and said with a serious face, "Hehuan San..."

Song Jingran glanced at the dark soul and looked solemn. He looked at the calm Shuangmuzi in a blink of an eye and frowned again.

The room was silent for a moment, and Song Jingran glanced at the Prince of Beiliang beside him, and he said coldly again, "I'll try to send him out and let him show up tomorrow afternoon."
Chapter completed!