Treating the Concubine, Eliminating the Wife: Reborn, I Refuse to Marry the Scumbag and Marry the Pr

"Sir, we're here," the madam said outside the door.

Xie Tingzhou raised his eyebrows, and the waiters entered the room one by one. About six or seven of them stood in a row in the hall.

The madam knew that this man was picky, but she couldn't be sure of his thoughts and preferences, so he had to choose all types.

Some are tall and burly, some are weak scholars...

Xie Tingzhou's eyes rested on one person for a few seconds. The waiter was not tall, delicate and fair, with a small face.

The old madam was sensible and pushed the waiter, "Young Master is looking at you, so hurry up and go."

The waiter slowly stepped forward and said, "Master."

Xie Tingzhou looked at him, looking him up and down.

When the madam saw that it was done, he smiled and said: "He is still a pure man, and the young master should use it slowly."

The madam left with the rest of the people, and only Xie Tingzhou and the waiter were left in the room.

The waiter has been trained, and although he is still a humble waiter, he knows how to serve others.

He knelt on the ground and reached out to caress Xie Tingzhou's calf.

Xie Tingzhou frowned, and there was a strong nausea in his throat.

The waiter's hand slowly moved up, and just as it slid over his knee, he felt a sudden pain in his chest, and was kicked to the ground by Xie Tingzhou.

The waiter clutched his chest and looked at him in horror. He didn't know which step he made wrong, "Mr. Master."

Xie Tingzhou waved his hand.

He got the answer, but his heart sank secretly.

The waiter rolled up to his feet, and as soon as he opened the door, the eavesdropper who was leaning against the door almost fell in.

Li Jifeng heard from the old bustard that Xie Tingzhou had come to Zuiyun Tower and called the waiter.

He couldn't miss this scene, so he went upstairs directly.

Unexpectedly, before he heard anything, the waiter was kicked out again.

"What are you here for?" Xie Tingzhou asked.

"Of course I care about you," Li Jifeng dragged the chair closer and said, "I'm afraid you will get into trouble. The person in your cell is very special to you, right?"

Li Jifeng chuckled, waving his folding fan and walked to sit opposite Xie Tingzhou, "I'm also curious, what kind do you like after you pick and choose?"

Xie Tingzhou's thoughts were confused.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Li Jifeng said: "You don't like everyone in the world, either male or female, but you just like to hang out with those beasts all the time."

Xie Tingzhou's eyes were cold, and with one glance, Li Jifeng quickly changed his words.

"Don't get me wrong, don't get me wrong, I mean Cang and Bai Yu, neither the ones flying in the sky nor those running on the ground like me."

Xie Tingzhou didn't answer.

Li Jifeng leaned on the chair and said to himself: "Look at me, as a prince, except for some attainments in literary talent, I know nothing else."

Xie Tingzhou laughed at his boast, "You must be accomplished in pleasure."

Li Jifeng pretended not to hear, "Don't you just want to have fun in your life? As the prince of Beilin, Xie Tingzhou is even more noble than me, an unpopular prince, but do you live a happy life?"

Xie Tingzhou stared at the window sill silently.

For the first time in my life, I asked myself: Are you happy? It had been a long time since he had been happy.

He has seen conspiracies, seen life and death, seen generals wrapped in horse leather, and seen victims starved of food.

This is not enough, now he is trapped in this imperial city like a walking corpse.

But he didn't care about any of this.

He was just doing things based on instinct. Whether it was war or political intrigue, it was not what he wanted. He was just afraid that if he didn't do it, he would slowly rot in the darkness.

He needs to stand in the sun.

Li Jifeng seemed to have thought about it, and his originally dissolute expression dropped, "Actually, I'm not happy either. I also want to stabilize the country, but look at me, I know those people behind my back saying that I can't hold up a wall with mud, but are they right? Wrong, I’m just mud and can’t do anything.”

Li Jifeng's voice lowered, "Zhangzhou, do you think I want to have fun all day long? But if I weren't Mu Mu, all of my brothers would want my life."

Only by not being a threat can one's life be saved.

They are all people in high positions but can't help themselves. No one is any better.

"So," Li Jifeng poured him a cup of tea, "Let's enjoy ourselves."

Xie Tingzhou understands carpe diem, but he can't accept himself like this.

The atmosphere was too dull, which was what Li Jifeng couldn't bear the most.

After a cup of tea, he was still the dissolute Ninth Prince, "The book says it well, if love lasts for a long time, it will not be between a male and a female."

Xie Tingzhou gritted his teeth and raised his eyes, "Are you stupid from reading?"

Li Jifeng's eyes were sincere, "You don't have to feel bad. I've seen that person. Don't worry, you must be the one up there."

Xie Tingzhou looked at him, got up and left.

Li Jifeng quickly threw the cup and chased out the door, "I'm telling you, it doesn't matter if he is a man...Help-"

Seeing Xie Tingzhou pull out the knife hanging from his waist, Li Jifeng ran away.

…

Shen Yu had been beaten and injured, but she didn't expect that being whipped would hurt so much.

The entire back was burning, except for the thicker fabric of the corset, which blocked her a little and saved her some pain.

Shen Yu didn't dare to call the doctor, so Shen Yu could only apply the medicine herself. Since her back was inconvenient, she looked in the mirror and sprinkled some medicine.

It's just to see which wound has good luck and get more medicine.

Shen Yu grimaced in pain. No matter how many times she greeted Xie Tingzhou's ancestors, she could not understand the hatred in her heart.

She fell asleep in pain. When she woke up, her mouth was dry and she had no strength. "Is anyone there?"

She opened her mouth to shout, only to realize that her throat was hoarse.

There was no reply from outside the door. She forced herself out of bed, drank a few mouthfuls of cold tea from the pot, and then lay back on the bed.

Xie Tingzhou didn't leave after all, and stayed overnight at Zuiyun Tower.

Xi Feng climbed up the stairs three steps at a time, saw Chang Liu standing at the door, and asked, "Where is Your Highness?"

Chang Liuba Yiyang said, "It's in the house."

Then he grabbed Xi Feng as he passed by and reminded him in a low voice, "Your Highness is in a bad mood today."

Xifeng nodded and stood aside without speaking after entering the room.

Xie Tingzhou leaned on the couch and turned over the pages of the book, "What are you doing?"

Xifeng's expression was serious, "I'll tell His Highness that Shigure's whip has been taken."

"Just take it, you don't need to report it to me." Xie Tingzhou said calmly.

Xifeng paid attention to Xie Tingzhou's expression, but he didn't see any change, but he didn't turn the pages of the book in his hand for a long time.

After a while, Xi Feng boldly asked: "I stopped him from duty for three days, and then..."

Xi Feng stopped talking because he saw Xie Tingzhou looking towards him.

Xie Tingzhou said calmly: "Do all of you think I treat him differently?"

The answer was yes, but Xifeng didn't dare to answer.

Xie Tingzhou already knew the answer from his silence.

It turns out that he has been out of control for a long time. Everyone has seen it, but he is the only one who is obsessed with it.

Xie Tingzhou lowered his eyes and continued to read the book, and said calmly: "There is no need for him to be on duty anymore. Don't let him appear in front of me again in the future."

Xifeng looked up in shock, then quickly lowered his head, "What will be the arrangements after the Yanliangguan case is over?"

"Let him go. He can leave or stay if he wants. If he wants to stay, find him a job in the capital."

Xie Tingzhou didn't even raise his head. Xi Feng had been out for a long time before he turned to look out the window and said, "Bring me a pot of wine."

I don’t know why love starts and I don’t know where it ends.

Maybe I can't see anyone and stop thinking about it.

He will get used to it, just because he is already used to letting go.

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