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    Xie Jialong took a panicked look and said with some urgency, “It’s still true, Meixiang, you quickly go–“

    It was only then that Xie Jialong realized that Meixiang and Lanxin had both run off somewhere to get busy, and it was only then that she regretted that she had been too scatterbrained about the staffing of the mansion earlier.

    “Xiang Capsicum, go see how the second young master is doing! If he’s too drunk, help him to rest in the side yard and drink some sobering soup. If he’s really sick, call a bone-setter quickly!”

    Xiang Cui said, “But the young lady can’t have no one to wait on her. Besides, the slave girl is not the second young master’s person, I’m afraid it’s not polite.”

    Xie Jialong still had a real hesitant look on her face.

    Just then, Chen Zi’an saw that Chang Rong was transferred, in order to prevent losing his temper in front of people, he had to forcefully stand up, and confessed, “Zi’an is not able to win the wine, alcohol, temporarily small, rest for a while, please see you all, forgive me.”

    His feet staggered, as if he could fall to the ground at any time, but somehow, the maids and boys in the birthday hall were so busy that no one was there to help him for a while.

    “What manners are you talking about at this time! Go quickly, don’t let Erlang fall, go and come back quickly!” Xie Jialong said sharply.

    Xiang Capsicum finally got the answer she wanted, hurriedly stepped forward to assist Chen Zian, and softly said:

    “Sir, please follow the slave girl and rest in peace.” The woman’s cool arm supported him, slightly easing the burning heat around Chen Zian.

    The euphonious words seemed like seductive smoke, drilling into his seven orifices.

    Chen Zian was hot, only felt as if he was in the clouds, swirling all over, and was somehow lifted up by someone, as if he had walked for a long time, and then fell into the soft bed.

    Suddenly, he saw a beauty close by, slightly powdered, with a beautiful face.

    “Isn’t your son very hot, can the slave girl help you take off these clothes?”

    Chen Zian nodded and shook his head again, he braced himself and tried to take off his clothes by himself, but he felt limp and weak.

    He wanted to rest for a while before changing his clothes, but then he felt as if his body was on fire, and all his blood rushed to one hardness.

    The moonlight imprinted the beauty’s delicate figure on the floor, blending in with the bricks of the room. He had never longed for a woman like this before, his whole body longed and screamed to ruthlessly incorporate the beauty in front of him into his blood and bones.

    “Gongzi is afraid that he is drunk, quickly drink some antidote soup.”

    Chen Zian was fed the soup and finally regained some strength slightly, which allowed him to see who the beauty in front of him was.

    “Xiang Capsicum, it’s you?” Chen Zian’s voice was a bit hoarse.

    “It is I, my lord. You’re drunk, and the fragrant capsule is here to serve you.”

    Fragrant Capsicum’s brow was gentle, and his voice seemed to carry a hook that drew him closer.

    Her face looked like a peach blossom in full bloom, and her lips looked like bright red cherries, as if inviting him to take a bite.

    Chen Zian’s eyes fluttered as he got up and moved forward, caressing her brows and soft lips with his hand, and slowly undoing the coiled buttons on the beauty’s dress, wanting to answer her invitation.

    Fragrant Capsule closed her eyes slightly, waiting for his kiss, but was suddenly pushed away with great force.

    “No, no, no, no way, Miss Shampoo Capsicum, go away!”

    Chen Zian forced himself to hold back his physical discomfort and pushed Xiang Capsicum away.

    He gasped for air, one hand choking his other wrist so hard that he actually scratched a trail of blood from his own nails after a few struggles.

    “There’s something wrong with me, I’m afraid I’ve been drugged in the wine, Xiang Capsicum you should go, I, I, I can’t harm you.”

    Xiang Capsicum froze, she added a sufficient amount of love silk winding, confident that no one could avoid it. But she really didn’t expect the second young master to be so dignified and self-possessed, and so taken with her, preferring to suffer from this heat poison herself, but also unwilling to touch her.

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