Prince Abandoned Concubine: Broth Ji Jiu'er

Chapter 488 Have You Give Up (7)

After a certain distance, the carriage stopped suddenly, and the curtain was lifted from the outside, Jiu'er knelt there and looked up when he saw Xiao Liangchen poking his head in, he couldn't help asking, "Why are you here? "

"I want to see if you are all right." Xiao Liangchen was also a little drunk, his eyes fell on the lying Gongzi Ce and he couldn't help sighing, "I haven't seen him drink so much, are you okay?"

"The two of us have always been like this." Jiu'er pulled the corners of her lips, and Xiao Liangchen took out a small packet of medicine from his waist and threw it into her hand, "Here, the anti-alcoholic medicine, I was afraid that I would lose face at the foster father's birthday banquet. It was prepared at the time, and it is cheaper for him."

"Thank you." Jiu'er took the medicine, Xiao Liangchen took another look, "Then I'll go first."

Jiu'er nodded subconsciously, then asked abruptly when she thought about it, "Do you get along well with the King of Mingling? Back then you jumped off a cliff to save me and delayed him so that he would be caught by Young Master Ce. Is it easy to forgive you?"

Slightly drunk, Xiao Liangchen opened his mouth, and the tip of his tongue touched the roof of his mouth for a while before he said coyly, "Father is suspicious by nature, so how can he talk about forgiveness if he didn't believe me before, but now I'm still a useful pawn."

My heart turned cold, and Jiu'er was speechless.

"By the way, mother-in-law, I suddenly thought of something. I don't know if I have told you about it." Xiao Liangchen looked at the drunk son Ce and said, "You were injured by Mr. Gui when you were young. The medicine didn’t drop from God’s pity for you, but was secretly released by the young master, and I bumped into it a few times.”

After finishing speaking, Xiao Liangchen realized that he had nothing to say, so he lowered the curtain and jumped out of the carriage, and the carriage drove forward again smoothly.

Jiu'er stared blankly at the trembling car curtain for a long time without regaining consciousness, then looked at the man next to him who was frowning from drinking, put the medicine aside, and stretched out his hand to push away his grasping hands , slowly unbuttoned his skirt, and made a dry voice, "I don't feel good about drinking so much wine."

(End of this chapter)