The concubine is not easy to mess with: The prince chases his wife at the crematorium

Chapter 111 The feeling that the big devil is not at home

Xiao Yunting looked at the person in his arms angrily, wanting to reason with her and ask her what she meant, but when he lowered his head, he found that the person in his arms had fallen asleep peacefully.

He swore that he really wanted to throw the person in his arms out, but looking at his sleeping face, he didn't do it in the end.

He could only walk out of the pavilion with a cold face.

At this moment, Xu Zihan walked in carrying a food box. Seeing Xiao Yunting holding Shen Qinghuan, his eyes suddenly turned cold. He stepped forward and knelt in front of Xiao Yunting: "I have met His Highness Prince Ting. "

Xiao Yunting glanced at her lightly: "You are..."

Xu Zihan knelt on the ground without raising his eyes: "My name is Xu Zihan, and I am the maid of Qingmu Garden."

Xiao Yunting: "Xu Zihan..."

He remembered that the maid who had confronted him at the gate of Qingmu Garden, the maid who had brought Shen Qinghuan out of Bai Rulian's danger, was also the maid who broke into his yard.

Shen Qinghuan once voluntarily suffered forty blows in order to save his life.

When Xiao Yunting thought of this, his eyes became slightly colder: "You are not allowed to bring wine to your princess in the future, otherwise she will be killed with a stick!"

Xu Zihan responded in a low voice: "Yes."

The person in his arms seemed to feel uncomfortable and twisted his body: "Brothers are so good, the fifth leader, the feelings are deep, and it's boring..."

When Xiao Yunting heard this, his brows furrowed even more tightly, his eyes were full of disgust, his hands loosened and he wanted to throw away the person in his arms: "How could Prime Minister Shen raise such a daughter!"

Seeing this, Xu Zihan immediately stepped forward and said, "My lord, let me take my wife back to the room to rest."

He held out his hands.

Xiao Yunting looked at the calloused hands, but couldn't help but hug them a little tighter, and said coldly: "No need."

why?
He hated Shen Qinghuan so much and despised this woman so much. If he handed her over, he would be more at ease. Why did he subconsciously withdraw his hand?
He couldn't figure it out, but he didn't bother to think about this meaningless question anymore, so he just carried Shen Qinghuan and walked into the house.

Xu Zihan still maintained his original posture, with his eyes lowered, but the hand he had just stretched out was squeezed tightly under his sleeve, and he quietly looked at the two people's backs as they turned around...

But at this moment, Shen Qinghuan, who had been sleeping so drowsily, suddenly woke up: "I'll kill you with a stick, who wants to kill me with a stick?"

As he spoke, he struggled and jumped off Xiao Yunting.

He shook his head and looked around, pointing at the two people as if he saw countless figures: "Is it you, is it you, or are you?" As he spoke, his whole body was shaky again, and he wanted to lie down.

The two men looked at the situation in front of them and were confused for a moment. When they saw her falling backward, they subconsciously wanted to reach out to help her.

But when Xiao Yunting's hand was about to support her, he hesitated.

He was thinking, why should he help her, a drunkard.

Xu Zihan, who was originally kneeling on the ground, didn't hesitate at all. He stood up and supported Shen Qinghuan. He took her arm with one hand and hit his shoulder. The other arm was firmly fixed. Her waist.

Shen Qinghuan felt supported, and with eyes blurred by alcohol, he looked at the person in front of him. After looking for a long time, he finally saw the person in front of him: "Xiaohan, have you brought the food and wine I asked for just now? Your sister has already You drank too much, how about... let’s drink some more."

Xiao Yunting stared at the two people not far away, feeling that his teeth were itching and he couldn't help but want to rub them.

This woman, after drinking so much wine, still wants to drink.What's more important is that she was so drunk that she couldn't recognize herself, but her maid could recognize her.

Ha, she did it on purpose. She must have done it on purpose. She took advantage of the drunkenness to deliberately pretend not to know him, and then belittle him!

Xu Zihan stopped Shen Qinghuan and felt that his heart became much softer.

She had been depressed for too long in this Prince Ting's palace, so only at this time, she was carefree and unrestrained.However, he could not give her such freedom, and even he himself was just a false shell.

He felt Shen Qinghuan's drunkenness, and even more so Xiao Yunting's anger not far away, and said calmly: "Madam, you are already drunk. You can't drink any more. Let me take you back to your room to rest."

Shen Qinghuan was so drunk that she didn't care about Xu Zihan's good intentions: "Why am I drunk? Why am I drunk? I'm fine! I'll keep drinking until I'm drunk! It's rare to feel that the big devil is not at home these days. This feeling... …It’s so cool!”

He said so boldly that he even wanted to climb up to the high stool not far away again with Zihan's help, but his eyes seemed to be misaligned and he couldn't put his feet on the real stone stool. After failing twice, he had no choice but to give up. .

Xiao Yunting was not a fool. Looking at Shen Qinghuan in front of him, his face turned dark.

Drinking wine to express your longing for him?

She was obviously too happy to see him away, so she drank too much.

This damn woman also said that he was a big devil, which is very good... When he wakes up, she must let her know what the real big devil is!
Thinking of this, Xiao Yunting threw up his sleeves and left.

(End of this chapter)