Chapter 530: Still very gentle with women

The Mongolian man struggled a few times and was finally thrown down.
"Okay!" Kangxi exclaimed, and the rest of the people clapped and applauded.
Immediately afterwards, King Naojun faced two more Mongolians, defeating each other every time.
After winning three times in a row, he immediately brought back the atmosphere of the scene.
"The emperor, the minister has always heard that the king of Zhijun is brave and good at fighting. When I saw it today, it was extraordinary and admired! I really admire it!" Altan admired admiringly.
Kangxi sat on the head, smiling heartily.
King Zhijun returned to his seat amidst cheers.
At this moment, a sour male voice said something unpleasant: "What's great, but it's just a simple mind and well-developed limbs."
When everyone heard the reputation, they saw that the one who said this was not someone else but the prince.
This made the atmosphere that had only warmed up, and suddenly became cold.
The prince is the crown prince of a country, even if people next to him think he said something wrong, they dare not say anything.
Kangxi's eyes swept sharply towards the prince.
His gaze fell on the prince's slightly drowsy cheek, and he said coldly: "The prince is drunk. Talking nonsense here, someone will bring him down."
Then, there were guards holding the prince away.
But the prince yelled "I'm not drunk alone."
Wang Zhijun thought that Kangxi would make the prince apologize to him.
But never thought that Kangxi had protected the prince to this point.
He clenched his fist with his hand hidden under the case.
Could it be... because he is the prince!
However, the prince who left with anger, his work was much more than that.
After he left the banquet, he shook off the shackles of the guards and walked in a serpentine pace staggeringly.
When he arrived in front of the yurt, he found a girl with a round face, thick eyebrows, big eyes, red lips, an overhanging body, and a plump body at the door.
She is wearing an orange-red Mongolian dress, with healthy wheat-colored skin, revealing youthful light in the night light.
A long, black hair is drawn vertically on his shoulders like ink, and a few small colorful braids are woven on both sides.
He wears a red hat with various gems on the brim.
There is a ring of gems on the forehead, like a tassel hanging between the forehead.
Ruby-like bead curtains hung on both sides of the girl, making her cheeks flush.
Seeing that the prince's eyes were straight, he raised his foot and walked towards the girl.
The girl was so scared that she immediately lowered her head, trembling not to speak.
The prince didn't care so much, he stepped forward to hold the girl's arm and touched her face frivolously.
"Tsk tusk tusk... so young skin, as tender as a baby."
The girl shrank her face and buried her head lower.
At this moment, the guard in front of the yurt stepped forward and stopped and said, "Prince prince, this is the Mongolian beauty that Altan dedicated to the emperor. You must not touch it."
Hearing this, the prince raised his foot to the belly of the guard, which was a fierce kick.
He said fiercely: "You dog slave knows what, you are a lonely prince, a prince of a country, and Huang Ama's things are mine. Let alone a woman, the entire Qing Dynasty will eventually be mine. "
After speaking, he ignored the guards' obstruction, took the girl by the hand, and went to his camp.
Wherever the minions around him dared to stop him, he had to help him close the door of the camp.
"Prince prince...no...don't do this..." the girl was panicked.
The crown prince pressed her on the fine wool carpet regardless.
With a burst of alcohol, the face of the girl is a kiss.
But the other party refused to cooperate, struggling desperately, and took a big bite in his hand.
With a "pop", the prince's patience was exhausted, and he slapped the girl's face with a slap.
He was not a good stubborn, and his big palm also squeezed the girl's neck vigorously.
The throat made a fierce sound like a beast: "I just fell in love with you, it was your ancestral grave that smoked lightly. If you are more interesting, the master will give you a concubine, if you are not, he will throw you to the slave below! "
The pinched face of the girl was flushed, and her neck was half red and half white.
She opened her mouth, but could not speak.
Finally, when tears fell in the corner of his eyes, he gave in and nodded.
Upon seeing this, the prince patted the girl's cheek and pulled out a bloodthirsty smile.
"That's good." He put his hands around his chest, sitting leisurely on the floor covered with wool carpets, and said high above: "Why are you still stunned, won't you come forward and serve you alone? "
The girl bit her lip, trembling forward, and took off the bright yellow brocade for the prince.
"Don't be afraid, Gu is still very gentle with women, as long as you are obedient enough." The prince said hoarsely in the girl's ear with a mouth full of wine.
The big palm was slowly stroking the girl's back.
When they saw each other frankly, the corner of the prince's mouth evoked a smile like a beast, and his eyes were already scarlet.
With a great effort, he pushed the girl down on the wool carpet, fiercely releasing the unhappiness and anger at the banquet.
During this period, no matter how the girl cried, he ignored it.
Whenever the other party is unsatisfactory, he will pull the girl's hair and press her entire face into the wool blanket.
Until the other party was about to suffocate, he gave a wicked smile, pulled her by the hair, lifted her, and then pushed her into the blanket, and so on...
The next morning, the Mongolian girl carefully waited on the prince to change clothes and wash.
The prince faced the girl in front of him without a trace of emotion.
It seemed that everything last night was just acting on the spot, and alcohol was causing trouble.
As far as the prince is concerned, he has done too many things like this, which is nothing at all.
But for the Mongolian girl, although she is not voluntary, she also regards the other party as her man.
Last night he didn't treat her as a human being, and he talked about gentleness.
This morning, she completely regarded her as a stranger.
For a while, her nose became sore and her eyes flushed.
"What are you crying? There are so many women who want to climb into the lonely bed. What kind of green onion are you." The prince has always been a master who doesn't recognize people when he lifts his pants.
For him, a woman's tears are not a weapon for pampering.
It was an act that made him irritable.
He pushed the girl away, and another maid came forward to wait for him to change clothes and wash.
After a stick of incense, the prince went to Kangxi's camp.
Their two camps were not far apart, just a few steps away.
When he got there, the guards didn't trouble him and let him into the camp.
As soon as he entered the camp, the prince saw Kangxi reviewing the memorial.
Before he could say a few words of greeting, he knelt down and said, "Huang Ama, Erchen last night...because he was so sad that he drank too much wine and accidentally confessed to the woman, he woke up early this morning and found out The person next to the pillow is a stranger. After asking the minion underneath, I realized that she was dedicated to you by Altan."
Kangxi: "..."
Seeing that Kangxi did not speak, the prince repeatedly kowtowed his head and said: "My son knows his mistake, and I ask Huang Ama to punish him!"