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

Fei Liu also wanted to fight for himself. If others knew that he was drinking with the princess and the former Princess Ting, it would be a crime of treason: "No, Mr.... Miss, this is not allowed. I am also a subordinate. How can I do that?" What about drinking?”

Xiao Yiqing stood up without saying a word, and directly put the wine bottle into Fei Liu's hand: "Drink, if you don't drink and play games with us today, I will fine you three months' monthly payment tomorrow! "

Fei Liu: "..."

Woohoo, he wants to cry.

There was no other way. The princess gave the order to die, so he had no choice but to obey. So, under the leadership of Shen Qinghuan, the three of them started playing guessing and drinking.

"Come on, rock, paper, scissors!"

"rock-paper-scissors!"

"Rock, paper, scissors!"

"rock-paper-scissors……"

Before you know it, the sun goes down, the stars and the moon rise, and everyone in the room becomes drunk.

Xiao Yiqing blushed: "Haha, I won, Huanhuan, you drink again! Fei Liu, right, where is Fei Liu?"

Shen Qinghuan could hardly open his eyes, but his face was still full of excitement after drinking: "I'm so drunk that I can't do anything anymore! Qingqing, you can find another subordinate who has a good drinker. I have This maidservant...oh, no, she's a guard. She may have been drunk. She drank with me and has never been drunk."

Xiao Yiqing's hand holding the wine bottle was shaking in the air, her eyes blurred: "Huanhuan, you really drank too much, and you can't even tell whether your subordinate is a maid or a guard, hahaha."

Fei Liu lay on the table, motionless, muttering: "I can't drink anymore..."

When Xiao Yiqing heard what Fei Liu said, she laughed twice and fell down. The wine bottle in her hand overturned and fell to the ground. There was no wine in it, so there was no spillage.

When Shen Qinghuan saw Xiao Yiqing collapsed: "Qingqing, why are you asleep? Let's drink some more, drink some more..."

He stretched out his hand to push Xiao Yiqing, but without pushing, he fell down and couldn't move.

Feiying was left standing aside, silently looking at the three-fingered drunkard in the room, feeling a little headache.After hesitating, he was preparing to send out the signal flare and ask someone from the Princess Mansion to take the three of them back together.

Fei Liu could leave it alone, but he absolutely could not leave either of Shen Qinghuan and Xiao Yiqing here alone, and contact had to be measured, otherwise he would be offending the two nobles.

As soon as he took out the flare in his hand, he heard a noise from outside, and then the door was opened.

The person who came was none other than Feng Tianling, who was wearing a veil.

Even though Feng Tianling was wearing a veil and walked in so calmly, she still attracted the sideways glances of a group of men outside who came to spend money.And after he entered the door, he closed the door behind him.Feiying had already drawn his long sword, but after seeing the person in front of him clearly, he put the sword back and clasped his hands together: "Master National Preceptor!"

He has seen the man in front of him more than once. Even if he is wearing a veil, others cannot imitate him.

Feng Tianling smiled slightly and handed the two cloaks in his hand, a white one to Fei Ying: "I will take my junior sister back, you can just take your master back."

Fei Ying took the cloak and didn't know what it meant for a moment.

But Feng Tianling walked up to Shen Qinghuan with a cloak, put the cloak on her body, carefully put her hair inside the cloak, and then the princess picked her up and turned around to leave.

Only then did Fei Ying realize that he couldn't tell that the Imperial Master looked slender but very powerful. He could lift the eldest daughter of the Shen family effortlessly, and even felt that this hug had an inexplicable sense of beauty.

He glanced at the cloak handed over by the Imperial Master in his hand.

It was late autumn at this time. Although it was warm here, the night wind outside would definitely make it cold, and Shen Qinghuan and Xiao Yiqing fell asleep due to alcohol. If they didn't wear clothes, they might catch windchill if they caught a cold.

In addition, it was night, and there were more people outside, and the looking eyes of those men were really annoying. The cloak could protect the eldest princess from being offended by the looks of those men.

Thinking of this, he clasped his hands and said to Feng Tianling, who had already walked to the door: "Thank you, Imperial Master, for the cloak."

Feng Tianling didn't say anything, just opened the door and went out, and closed the door smoothly.

Feiying looked at the closed door, turned around and put his cloak on Xiao Yiqing. He followed Feng Tianling's example and hugged Xiao Yiqing, his usually cold face full of tenderness.

The next second, he kicked hard on the desk where Fei Liu was sleeping, and forcefully kicked him away by a small distance.

Fei Liu was still drunk and was frightened. He pulled out his long sword and said with his eyes covered with the smell of alcohol: "Protect the princess. Anyone who dares to touch the princess will step over my body..."

Fei Ying raised his eyebrows and said with a look of disgust on his face: "I'm going to take the princess back to my house now, you have to follow me."

Fei Liu: "?!"

Before he could react, Fei Ying walked out of the room, and Fei Liu followed him with eyes wide open, stumbling as he walked.

On the other side, Feng Tianling carried Shen Qinghuan out of Kuailv Pavilion and walked step by step towards the empty and desolate place outside the street, where the carriage stopped.

Just as he walked into the darkness, he stopped just where the carriage could be seen. The corners of his gorgeous lips under the veil were slightly raised:
"Since His Highness Ting Wang has been secretly watching for so long, it's already this time, why do you need to stand up?"