C10

The Nine Sons of the Dragon were different.

Although Xie Jiuke didn't really like Yan Jiuke, he had to admit that Yan Jiuke could be considered one of the most outstanding princes, regardless of appearance or other.

He was not like this second prince, who could describe debauchery and vulgar behavior. He was afraid that Xie Zhangyi, who had been righteous to his cousin, would try to trick her into doing so.

"This prince's residence has a famous epiphyllum flower. Tomorrow is the day the flower will bloom. I wonder if this king will have the face to invite a beauty to admire the flower with me."

It was not easy to refuse a prince's invitation. Currently, only two people could save her, the marquis and the prime minister's wife, and now that both were not around, looking at the angered Second Prince, no matter how she looked at it, he was not as simple as looking at a flower.

On the other side, the Second Prince was also silently sizing up Xie Zhangzhen. She frowned, but her eyes were filled with an unfocused expression, clearly wanting to reject him. Unlike Xie Zhangyi's heavenly beauty and Xie Zhangyue's little jade, the Third Young Miss of the Xie Clan had a breathtaking feeling to her bones.

"Zhang Shen is the same as his sister at home. He has always been taught by his mistress, so he doesn't dare to go out without permission."

"Hahahahaha … No problem." The Second Prince calmly moved closer to Xie Zhangzhen and almost whispered into his ear, "As long as sister is willing, I'll be the one to speak to aunt. Hm?"

If he asked how he felt about it, it would be like swallowing a fly.

"Royal brother, what are you doing?"

Unknowingly, Yan Jiuke had been standing behind the two of them. When the Second Prince heard his voice, he hurriedly straightened his body. Yan Jiuke walked between the two of them, intentionally or unintentionally, he just happened to be protecting Xie Zhangxin behind him. Secretly, under the cover of his wide sleeves, his hand grabbed Xie Zhangshen's hand.

Xie Zhangzhen almost cried out in pain.

Two flies now.

"Ol'ninth, why aren't you accompanying your young miss Xie over to my place?"

A trace of hostility flashed across his eyes.

Beneath his sleeves, Xie Zhangxin tried to break free of Yan Jiuke's grasp, but the latter held him even tighter.

"I came at the wrong time. I heard that Brother Huang wanted to invite you over to admire the flowers."

"What do you care?"

Yan Jiuke lightly said, "Of course I do. Before I came, I was entrusted by Yaojiu to invite Changshen to meet with you tomorrow." Yan Jiuke paused for a moment, then looked towards Xie Zhangzhen and continued, "Zhangzhen has already agreed."

Quite a few people had already cast sidelong glances at the three of them. Their gazes turned back and forth between the three before finally returning to Miss Xie.

"I'm afraid a fox spirit isn't the one that came from the countryside."

"Look! The two princes are enchanted."

The second prince had an extremely ugly look on his face as he said gloomily, "Ninth Brother, do you really have to do this?"

"It's not that Ninth Brother wants to make things difficult." Yan Jiuke's tone was still as flat and indifferent as before. Xie Zhangzhen began to feel that this person was born to be infuriated, to the point where he would rather pay with his life.

"It's just that I can't decline to help you with your promise to Yaoqi."

The Second Prince was so angry that he started laughing. After saying three good words in a row, his gaze shifted and became crafty again.

"Since you already made an appointment with a beauty tomorrow, I'll go and make an appointment with Zhang Yi's sister."

"This time, you won't come to cause trouble, right?"

With that, the Second Prince walked towards Xie Zhangyi, who was on the other side. He was smiling as he spoke, but from start to finish, his eyes were fixed on Yan Jiuke.

Yearning, pleading eyes.

Even Senior Xie couldn't bear to see such a beautiful woman who looked so pitiful.

"Aren't you going to save her?"

Yan Jiuke turned his head to look at her, but his gaze was filled with impatience and a simmering anger. Xie Zhangzhen shivered, and then desperately tried to withdraw his hand.

"Follow me."

With these words, Yan Jiuke pulled his men and quickly strode out, not giving Xie Zhangzhen a chance to object. As Xie Zhangyi watched the two of them walk away, his eyes became increasingly sinister.

"Yan Jiuke, where are you bringing me to?"

"Let me go!"

Yan Jiuke turned a deaf ear to Xie Zhangke's chattering along the way. When the two of them arrived at a pavilion, Xie Zhangzhen could no longer hold himself back as he raised Yan Jiuke's hand and fiercely bit down. Yan Jiuke was so agitated by the sudden pain in his hand that he flung Xie Zhangzhen to the side of a pavilion pillar.

"Is this how you treat your savior?"

Yan Jiuke looked at the row of teeth marks on his hand in disbelief.

Xie Zhangzhen raised his hand and wiped his own mouth, then sneered and said, "Zhangzhen's memory isn't good, how could Your Highness save my life?" It was just a simple matter of helping him out, but he really knew how to put gold on his face.

Xie Zhangzhen wanted to leave, but before he could take two steps, Yan Jiuke grabbed him by the arm. Yan Jiuke frowned, looking at Xie Zhangzhen as if he was looking at a little ingrate. "No worries, I'll help you remember."

Just as he was thinking about how he helped him to recall his memories, Yan Jiuke's face had bent down and stuck close to his face. His lips found Xie Zhangzhen's lips with familiarity, and he kissed him.

Xie Zhangzhen was as stunned as if he had been struck by lightning. Yan Jiuke couldn't help but smile when he heard the heartbeats of Xie Zhangzhen — one stronger than the other.

He knew that this woman was just playing a little trick on him.

However, in the next second, Yan Jiuke could no longer laugh. Xie Zhangzhen clenched his teeth, and fiercely bit into Yan Jiuke's lips. Yan Jiuke only felt a sharp pain on his lips, as if he could not let go of Xie Zhangzhen's lips.

"Thank you, Zhang Shen. Are you a dog?!"

Xie Zhangzhen had his jaw pinched, his speech restricted. Still, he vaguely argued, "I only bite perverts."

Yan Jiuke took a deep breath, telling himself not to get angry with this woman who did not know what was good for him, "You have a maid named Ling'er by your side, right?"

Xie Chang Shen is inconvenient to speak, with a pair of eyes glaring fiercely at him. He was warned not to act rashly.

As Yan Jiuke looked at Xie Zhangzhen, who seemed to have his weak spot in his grasp, his mood became inexplicably good. He sent the hand that was pinching Xie Zhangzhen's chin, and lightly said, "Tomorrow I'll be waiting for you at the princess' mansion. If you don't come …"

Yan Jiuke threw Xie Chang a meaningful smile.

"Yan Jiuke, you despicable person that is taking advantage of someone else's misfortune!" Xie Zhangshen felt the rage from the other party's words, and retorted, "Who used you to save my son? How are you different from the Second Prince in this way?"

Yan Jiuke looked at Xie Zhangzhen with a look of satisfaction, almost nodding in agreement. That's right, it doesn't make any difference.

Yan Jiuke left, and before he left, he repeated in a good mood, "Remember, tomorrow I will send a carriage to pick you up. See you there."