Chapter 133 The Prince Is Very Sick 61

As for our little red comrade, after biting this white tiger, he had already fled along the dark corner in a low-key manner.

After Su Yan finished speaking, regardless of Ouyang Ling's reaction, she walked down the steps and walked towards Xuanyuan Yonghao.

As she walked, she paused, only to feel a sticky and uncomfortable gaze staring at her.

She turned her head and looked at the emperor on the throne.

Seeing the emperor, his eyes have been on her since she stepped down.

She couldn't understand what the emperor meant, but it was annoying.

When she paused, Xuanyuan Yonghao's attention was originally on her, and he naturally noticed that she was looking at the throne.

Naturally, he also saw his father's obscene and eager gaze.

The hand that tapped the table suddenly stopped.

His eyelids drooped down.

Su Yan came over with her skirt in hand.

Just before he could speak, the eldest prince next to him laughed loudly, and walked towards this side with strides.

Xuanyuan Yonglin walked over with a wine glass in his hand.

"I didn't expect the three emperors to have such talented people, and a maid has such a demeanor. It's really amazing."

On the other hand, Xuanyuan Yonghao did not get up, and his expression was indifferent.

"Brother Huang has won the prize."

Xuanyuan Yonglin was furious at his rude behavior.

Glancing at the white jade wine glass next to Xuanyuan Yonghao, he smiled and said

"Brother Three Emperors can be so calm, but Ben Gong, I'm really excited, isn't Brother Huang going to have a drink with Ben Gong?"

Xuanyuan Yonghao was still indifferent, his eyes were lowered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

And the guard standing behind the eldest prince faced Su Yandao

"You maid, why don't you pour wine for your master?"

Su Yan paused and glanced at the glass of wine with Gu worms on the table.

She didn't move.

Xuanyuan Yonghao raised his eyes and looked at her.

His dark eyes stared at Su Yan, looking harmless and gentle.

The guard urged

"Dawdling for what? Wouldn't it be faster?"

Only then did Su Yan bend down and pick up the wine on the table.

Handed it to Xuanyuan Yonghao.

Xuanyuan Yonghao was holding Su Yan's wrist, and he dragged him over and hugged him into his arms.

After staggering, some wine spilled out and soaked on the clothes.

Xuanyuan Yonghao hooked his lips,

"You feed this palace."

What he said was ambiguous.

His tone was slow, and at that moment, he felt a temptation to degenerate from his bones.

Su Yan blinked, then brought the wine glass close to his lips.

Nan Tang next to him couldn't hold back.

"Your Highness!"

Your Highness, why is this necessary?

I know that this glass of wine is highly poisonous, and I know what the consequences will be.

Why do you have to drink this glass of wine?

Nan Tang quickly stretched out his hand, even if he planned to do his best to stop His Highness's reckless behavior.

The three guards standing in front of Xuanyuan Yonglin blocked Nan Tang at once.

"Dare to make trouble at the envoy banquet, I think you don't want to live!"

The guard's words were cold.

Nan Tang didn't stop at all, the long sword had already shot, stabbed, and slashed the guard's neck.

Blood splattered on the spot.

In just a few breaths, he was quick enough to shoot.

It's just that the glass of poisonous wine has already been drunk.

Nan Tang was cold all over, standing there, a little woody.

On the other hand, his master was holding his forehead with one hand, smiling so provocatively at Su Yan.

Xuanyuan Yonglin's goal has been achieved.

Although he lost a bodyguard, this did not hinder his good mood.

Not even guilty of ruling the Southern Tang Dynasty.

After the master is finished, how long can a bodyguard jump around?