A poor son 14o

"Holly!" Panpan showed his head out of King Zheng's arms and looked at the man dressed in a boatman in shock, "You? How could it be you?"

King Zheng looked at Panpan in a complicated way: "Do you know him?"

The blood on Panpan's face faded away little by little: "Yes! He is... a friend I know with my sister, and I am a performer..."

"Friend?" Dongqing laughed, "It's hard to get this time. Miss Panpan still recognizes me as a friend."

King Zheng looked at the young man in his twenties, "Are you a member of the Wang family?"

"After all, it's the prince. This trick can't be deceived by you." Dongqing smiled and looked at Panpan deeply, "Miss Panpan, you will be unhappy tonight."

Panpan couldn't help but shrank for a moment, and suddenly said, "Last time you left, you said you were going to Jinling to see my sister... After that, my sister went to Beijing... What did you tell my sister?"

Dongqing pursed the corner of her mouth slightly, and she was silent for a long time before she said, "You don't need to know, you just know that all this is the arrangement of the Lord."

"You bastard!" Panpan was waiting for Holly, "You deliberately approached our sisters, do you know..." Her sister likes you in her heart.

Her lips were trembling and she couldn't say a word.

Holly seemed to be in a disadvantageous position, and did not dare to look at Panpan's eyes. She turned her head and avoided the light of the fire, and said, "I... I am also for her good! She is very good now..." No matter what the process is, Pan'er is saved in the end.

Panpan leaned dejectedly on King Zheng, and despair and gloom flashed in his eyes.

However, King Zheng never spoke all the way. He only watched the ship row towards the darker night.

At a simple pier covered by reeds, the boats shored. On the shore, dozens of torches were on, and who was not Mr. Ziyu standing in the dim lights?

"Prince, there are beauty to travel with you. Even at night, the scenery will still be the same." Mr. Ziyu smiled and bowed, with a few sarcasm and jokes in his eyes.

King Zheng's expression changed several times, "You are a good method, even your personal guards are controlled by you."

Otherwise, Ziyu would not have appeared here.

Mr. Ziyu laughed: "There is no way, who is the prince who loves Miss Panpan alone? So many beautiful singers and dancers have been rewarded by you to your subordinates. You really underestimate women. The power of a woman is sometimes so terrible, so terrible that it makes men desperate."

Panpan's face changed and his whole body became cold.

"It's said that it's a disaster for a beauty, and this is not false at all." Mr. Ziyu looked at Panpan with a little disgust. "No matter whether this beauty is good or evil, it is undeniable that she will always directly or immediately destroy the man who loves her. The prince's personal guard was at first, and he was helpless. But who told the prince that he had been passionate for half his life, but suddenly became infatuated. Three thousand soft waters took a scoop, and you personally sent our people to your trusted bed. Who can I blame this? Even Panpan's personal sister is no exception..."

Panpan looked at King Zheng's side face with the fire, and saw him smile: "It's because I am incompetent and has nothing to do with women." As he said that, he held Panpan's hand tightly.

"Prince!" Panpan's tears rolled down, but he turned his head and did not dare to look at him.

Mr. Ziyu smiled and reached out to make a call, "Let's go inside to talk. The wind is too strong!"

There are two wooden houses on the pier. At this moment, the door is open and there are wine and food inside.

"Prince, please sit down." Mr. Ziyu smiled slightly, "I'm in Wanchun Garden today, and I haven't eaten yet. Let's continue." As he said that, he pointed to the holly behind him, "Come in, there's one more person to lively."

King Zheng sneered.

Mr. Ziyu was not embarrassed, "I know that the prince is very good and no one follows him. I feel really uneasy."

Four people, one by one. The square table could no longer sit on others.

"Prince, where is the seal?" Mr. Ziyu poured wine and handed over, "As long as you hand over the seal, we will send you overseas. There are not many other places on the sea, and there are all islands. At that time, the prince will be able to rebuild a Wanchun Garden for Miss Panpan overseas."

King Zheng took the wine and laughed: "Seal? What kind of seal? You think that you can mobilize the southwest with the seal, that would be too stupid."

"The seal is not good, but with my face, who doesn't know that I am your confidant and can represent your meaning. If you follow your personal guards behind you, no one will doubt it." Mr. Ziyu said, then looked at King Zheng and said slowly: "Otherwise, whether it is you or your Panpan, you will suffer. You are willing to let your Panpan be beaten by those rough men outside..."

King Zheng suddenly threw the wine glass to the ground, "Despicable!"

Panpan's eyelids were always drooping, which scared her to stand up, her whole body trembling so hard that she couldn't help herself.

Mr. Ziyu looked at Panpan: "Think about beings by those men...then your younger brother...so, you'd better persuade the prince." As he said that, he reached out and pinched Panpan's chin, "I forgot how the mansion taught you? You really have to try the family method..."

"No!" Panpan suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes full of fear, "No!" Her chest was undulating, and she could hardly stand with her hands holding the table.

King Zheng wanted to reach out to help her, and her hand suddenly shrank back and took two deep breaths.

"Panpan!" King Zheng tried his best to be calm, "Don't be afraid, I will not let you have any trouble with me."

Mr. Ziyu shook his head: "The prince himself cannot protect himself, he still remains infatuated..."

"Sir!" Panpan called out, and knelt down at Mr. Ziyu in a flash, "Sir, I was wrong. I will never dare again. I will advise the prince... You have mercy on your subordinates, I really dare not..."

King Zheng's face suddenly turned blue: "Stand up, my wife will not be so humble!"

Mr. Ziyu laughed: "She is a lowly person and will not change anything because of the prince. She dare not betray her. Now she asks her to serve the prince, she is willing. In the future, she will be willing to ask her to commit herself to any man. This is their mission, the prince..." As he said that, he possessed himself and pinched Panpan's chin, "I'm asking you to serve others, are you willing?"

"Let her go!" King Zheng stood up suddenly.

But Holly put it directly on King Zheng’s neck with a knife, “You’d better not move.”

Panpan looked up and glanced at the knife on King Zheng's neck. Seeing a trace of blood flowing out from his neck. Her hands clenched into fists, and her teeth clattered, then she said, "I do it! I do it!"

King Zheng's eyes were filled with haze, and he stared at Panpan's face with a mistake, "Are you so afraid of death? I have never taken you to your heart at all!"

Panpan bit his lips, his mouth full of blood: "Everyone said it was ruthless, the actor was unrighteous, what kind of friendship did the prince hope to see in someone like me?" As he said that, he smiled at Holly, "You said yes, actor!"

Holly's mouth moved, and she didn't say a word.

Panpan turned his head and looked at Mr. Ziyu: "Whatever the Lord asked me to do, I will do whatever I wanted, and I dare not violate it at all."

Mr. Ziyu then let go, "Your face is quite tactful! Your face is of great use. It is said that the emperor is young and handsome, and there are only queens from peasant girls in the palace, so there will always be a chance for you. Who told you to have a face that no man can refuse? Don't worry, you are not a hero, and you are really not worthy of a beauty like you."

Panpan nodded: "Yes, I obey the order."

"Get up." Mr. Ziyu gave a light order, then slowly sat upright and looked at King Zheng, "You see. Prince, what you call love is just a joke. Forget about the betrayal of the confidant, even women cannot be subdued. Prince, isn't it sad?"

King Zheng only stared at Panpan with his eyes dark, as if he fell down to the abyss that would never be restored.

Panpan stood up, took the wine pot tremblingly, and whispered: "Sir, let me ask the slave to persuade the prince."

Mr. Ziyu waved his hand, "Well! Well! Who told us that the prince would just take this trick?"

Panpan didn't look at King Zheng, but took a wine glass first and poured the wine in. Her hands were trembling and the wine glass was unstable. The nail cover on her little finger was dipped into the wine glass, but she didn't notice it.

She held the cup and first respected Mr. Ziyu: "Sir, this cup is a pity for me. Please give me this last face in front of the prince."

Mr. Ziyu looked at Panpan with fear and his hands were shaking together. He smiled and took it, and drank it without hesitation. "Good wine! The wine poured out of the beauty's wine glass is fragrant."

Panpan stared at Mr. Ziyu's throat until the Adam's apple rolled and swallowed, her shoulders loosened.

She smiled, took the wine glass, poured another glass of wine, and the nail cover accidentally lit it in the wine. She saw her tremblingly lifting up and handed it to Holly: "We have known each other since childhood. After many years, we are very happy to meet you. Brother Holly, the person my sister likes since childhood is you. I just want to be with you one day. I can meet you again, and my sister loves you so much. But... you are destined to be destined to be together in this life..."

The knife in Holly's hand fell down instantly: "What did you say?"

Panpan glanced at the falling dagger and said, "It's too late to say anything now. Brother Holly has drunk this glass of wine. It's just for our...destiny."
Chapter completed!