The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

"No! You can't get the wine!"

"That's right! Wang... Mr. Huangfu's current body cannot drink alcohol!"

"You really dare to take out the wine. If something happens to your body after Mr. Huangfu drank it, you are the only ones to ask!" "Yes, yes! You must not let Mr. Huangfu drink, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous!"

"..."

Some people yelled not to take wine, and some even suggested that if they didn't take wine, Huang Fulian would blame them again... [

A group of people started arguing chatteringly there.

The maids were trapped in the middle, advancing or retreating, so anxious that they didn't know what to do.

In the end, the maids discussed it and decided to wait for these people to finish their quarrel before going to the cellar.

After a long while, several people who were arguing in full swing seemed to have finally reached a consensus and stopped.

They sent a representative and said to the maidservants, "You still follow Mr. Huangfu's advice and go to the cellar to get wine, but don't send the wine directly to Mr. Huangfu."

If they take the wine and don't send it over, what do they do with the wine?

Several maids peeped at each other, not understanding what they meant.

"You guys bring the wine to the west wing first." The leading man said again.

"What... do you want to do?" The maids looked at them warily.

"What are you talking about! Just do it!" The leading man waved impatiently.