Male God, a Little Su

The surroundings were quiet, and Wang Yanwan was stunned.

"My lady really likes to joke."

The fourth prince's side concubine covered her lips and smiled angrily.

Looking at Wang Yanwan's embarrassed look, Su Yan curled her lips, her voice rustling, with a natural allure.

"I was joking, didn't I scare you?"

Wang Yanwan opened her mouth and met Su Yan's eyes. There was a playful smile in her eyes, and the tail of her eyes rose, revealing a careless evil spirit.

There is no temperament of a princess at all.

"Niangniang's joke really frightened the concubine," Wang Yanwan lowered her head, pretending to be afraid, and said softly, "The concubine doesn't even dare to step on an ant, let alone kill someone."

Dignified and gentle, with a bit of shyness in the generosity.

Su Yan propped her cheeks, "You are so kind, the Buddha will bless you."

I hope the Buddha can bless you that your death will not be too miserable in the future——

Su Yan smiled even deeper, and the fireworks in the distance were reflected in her eyes, sparkling.

In the darkness of the night, it was obvious that she was not so outstanding in facial features, but people's eyes could not help but fall on her.

Wang Yanwan grabbed her palm and handed a glass of wine over, "Niangniang, concubine respects you."

"I'm sorry Second Prince Concubine, our mother-in-law is not in good health and can't drink alcohol."

Zhe Liu kept staring, seeing Wang Yanwan toasting, and immediately stopped Su Yan.

"It's just fruit wine."

A layer of mist filled Wang Yanwan's eyes, and she looked at Su Yan pitifully, "Could it be that the lady has the heart to refuse me? Tonight is New Year's Eve, it's fine to just have a drink."

"nature--"

"Niangniang!" Zhe Liu said in a deep voice.

"I know, I know," Su Yan took the wine and turned her head with a smile, "Just one drink, eh?"

"But Hong Fei said that you'd better not drink alcohol! And what's inside your body..." She stopped in time and pursed her lips.

Wang Yanwan's eyes flashed, what's in her body?

She looked at Su Yan calmly, looked down, and when she landed on the sachet on her waist, her expression froze.

The moon-white sachet is draped with light purple tassels, and the top is embroidered with delicate ephemera with purple silk thread.

Looking at the workmanship, it is exactly the same as the purse on the waist of the second prince that has never been taken off!

She pinched a crescent moon with her fingertips in the palm of her hand, and said worriedly, "If Niangniang really can't drink, then forget about it. It's because the concubines are ignorant. Niangniang must take care of herself, and everything is the most important thing."

Wang Yanwan's gaze floated around Su Ro's waist, and then fell back to Su Ro's face.

The more I look at it, the more uncomfortable I feel.

"Just a glass of wine—"

She raised her head to drink, but a big hand appeared out of nowhere, blocking her movement.

Song Chaojiu took away the wine glass in her hand involuntarily. His tone and actions were indescribably familiar.

"Don't drink so much if you're not feeling well, long time no see, your temper is still the same, too capricious!"

Everyone was stunned. To say that tonight's 'surprise' was really a wave after wave of doubts lingering in their hearts.

The prince suddenly brought a woman to the palace banquet and kept claiming that she was the prince concubine. The second prince was toasting on the other side before, but he didn't know when he ran over, and his wife was beside him, but he talked to the princess instead.

Wang Yanwan was about to bleed from her hand beside her, but she couldn't show any jealous expression on her face.

She pursed her lips and smiled, and asked curiously, "Did the Empress and our Highness know each other?"

Su Yan was silent.