"Your Majesty, maybe Miss Shen is having a drink with her friends, so it's unreasonable for you to come in suddenly, isn't it?"

Shi Ling thought about it and it seemed to make sense.

So he walked to the door and stopped. The shopkeeper was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he suddenly saw him knocking on the door directly. The voice was completely different from the conversation with him just now.

Rourou said: "Ruan Ruan?"

Shen Xian's groaning voice came from inside, and she said softly: "No, it hurts, someone is knocking on the door."

Shopkeeper: It’s over!

pain?

Shi Ling couldn't hear anything else, so he immediately kicked in the door and went in.

The door opened, and Shen Xian was sitting facing the door. She smelled of alcohol and looked up at Shi Ling with a hazy face. Her jade arm, as white as a lotus root, was being held by a man.

Shi Ling's jealousy boiled over, and his face was visibly darkened.

He suddenly stepped forward and pulled the person up, but stopped when his fist was only a palm away.

"My lord, it's been a long time." Zhong Mingyue burped, and suddenly remembered that she was the princess, and quickly changed her words: "Oh no, uncle!"

She patted her chest: "Me! Crown Princess, from the East Palace!"

Shi Ling: "..."

Shi Ling walked up to Shen Xian. Shen Xian looked at him with a silly smile and asked, "You are here, what are you doing here?"

"Come to pick up the drunk."

Shen Xian was dissatisfied: "I'm not drunk!" She turned to look at Zhong Mingyue: "Right, cousin, we're not drunk, we just..." She made a gesticulation.

"We only drank a little."

Shi Ling grabbed her hand and said helplessly, "What did you say it hurt just now?"

Shen Xian was confused for a moment, as if she had forgotten what she was doing just now.

Zhong Mingyue slapped the table and stood up: "We are arm wrestling, I won! Ruan Ruan can't do it, his strength is too weak, how can he gallop around the world in the future!"

Shen Xian grinned again and fell into Shi Ling's arms. Her smiling eyes curled up and she said, "I don't know how to ride a horse, cousin, hahaha."

"You're so stupid! Let me tell you, I can ride a horse at the age of five, and draw a bow fully at the age of eight. If I were a man, I would go to the border and beat those Nanjue people to a pulp!"

Shi Ling's brows never relaxed, and it gave him a headache to see the two of them drunk and crazy.

Although he didn't know how he escaped from the palace, he knew that it would be impossible to go back like this. He turned to the shopkeeper and said, "Bring some hot water and sobering soup."

"Yes, yes, little one, go right here."

The shopkeeper trotted away wiping cold sweat.

"A Feng, guard the door."

"yes."

Shi Ling glanced at Xiang Nong and said, "Help Zhong Mingyue onto the couch." After saying that, he put his hand across Shen Xian's knees and carried her to the beauty couch beside her.

Xiang Nong tried several times to get close to Zhong Mingyue, but she turned her away and even beat him.

What she said: "My martial arts skills are unparalleled, you and I are young and young, please don't be presumptuous!"

Shi Ling: "..."

Xiang Nong looked at him aggrievedly.

Behind him, he thought of Shen Xian's loud laughter. Finally, the hangover soup and hot water came. Shi Ling wanted to use the hot water to wipe the sweat on Shen Xian's face, but Shen Xian suddenly stood up and ran to hug her. Zhong Mingyue shouted: "Cousin! I still want to drink, where is the wine?"

Zhong Mingyue followed her and turned around to get the wine.

Shi Ling's eyes quickly snatched away the wine, and he said angrily: "Don't drink anymore."

Shen Xian was startled, and she immediately went to see Zhong Mingyue to complain, pointing at Shi Ling: "He is mean to me, cousin, he is mean to me!"

"Who! This heroine can't spare her, so let's challenge her!"

Shi Ling was already tired, but when facing two female drunkards, his tone was just a little higher. How could he be so fierce?

Even after Shi Yanyuan was found, the two women were still sitting on the ground laughing and playing, even though the water had cooled down, they didn't wake up from the wine.

When Shi Yanyuan opened the door, he saw his imperial uncle sitting on the couch with a gloomy face, looking at the person on the ground with a cold face, and suddenly looked up at him, as if he wanted to eat him.

She lowered her head and saw that Zhong Mingyue was ready to pour wine for Shen Xian to drink.

Suddenly I understood why the emperor hated him so much.

He stepped forward and picked up Zhong Mingyue. The wine glass fell to the ground, soaking Shen Xian's clothes.

Shi Yanyuan laughed dryly and said, "I'm sorry, uncle Huang, I'll take her away right now."

Shi Ling walked down, picked up Shen Xian and said in a deep voice: "Take care of her from now on and don't let her drink."

Shi Yanyuan nodded like he was pounding garlic.

He didn't expect it either.

He looked down at the woman who was too drunk to speak. Thinking of the last time she was drunk, he broke her hand and hit her head, and hugged her tighter with lingering fear.

"Uncle Emperor, how is Miss Shen?"

Shen Xian was lying in Shi Ling's arms with her eyes narrowed, and she was still well-behaved, but she was a little unsteady on her feet. Shi Ling simply bent down and hugged her directly.

Shen Xian subconsciously hugged her neck tightly.

"Take care of your own people." After saying that, he walked around Shi Yanyuan.

After putting the person on the carriage, Shi Ling was unwilling to let go. Shen Xian also felt that his arms were more comfortable than anywhere else, so she rubbed her chest vigorously and restlessly touched him with her hands.

Shi Ling's face turned red, and he raised his hand to grab the evil hand.

He said sharply: "Are you really drunk or pretending to be drunk?"

"Fake drunk! No rush!" Shen Xian felt hot, put her face against Shi Ling's, rubbed it, and said with a smile, "Fruit wine is not intoxicating."

Shi Ling's face was distorted by her torture, and he stretched out his hand to pinch her cheek in a state of confusion.

Not drunk yet?

Asked: "Then who do you think I am?"

Shen Xian narrowed her eyes and smiled, sitting on his lap, as if she found it more comfortable. Then she rubbed his face and said, "This is Ziqing, the best and best Ziqing in the world."

Shi Ling couldn't help but curl his lips.

Tilting his head: "Who is Ziqing?"

"It's you."

"Who is your Ziqing?"

Shen Xian thought about it awkwardly, then suddenly raised her head and said with a smile, "It's your husband!"

Shi Ling's breathing was light and stagnant, and his eyes were slightly bright.

Before he could react, Shen Xian suddenly closed her eyes and fell asleep on his shoulder.

Shi Ling swallowed and restrained, lifted her off his body, then laid her flat on the seat, with her head resting on his lap.

It turns out that she was quite well-behaved after drinking when she wasn't angry.

When Shi Ling carried Shen Xian back to the palace, both Ye Zhen and Shen Chongyuan looked apologetic, fearing that King Xuan would misunderstand that their daughter was an alcoholic.

Ye Zhen: "My lord, don't get me wrong, Ruan Ruan never drank alcohol before, but now he must be in a bad mood..."

"I know, let's get her some warm sober soup." Shi Ling exited Shen Xian's room.

Xiang Nong hurriedly went to give instructions.

Shi Ling was just about to go back. There were still a lot of cases to be written, so he probably had to stay up all night tonight.

As soon as he walked out of the mansion, he suddenly saw someone chasing him out, it was Shen Yao.

She stopped Shi Ling with the snacks she made, and smiled shyly: "The prince sent the second sister back so late, so he must not have had time to eat a bite. This is a cake made by myself, and the craftsmanship is not very good. Why do you ask the prince? Don't be harsh."


Chapter completed!