The Peerless Concubine of the King's Favorite

Chapter 373 The end of Mr. Wen is over (2)
Wen Qingzhu sat in it, drinking wine sullenly.

Today is Chu Qing's big day, but in his heart, Chu Qing can only be his woman.

If you can't get it, destroy it!
With this in mind, Wen Qingzhu proposed to the third prince, proposing to destroy the marriage.He is the person who offers advice, but not the specific implementer. As for how the third prince will arrange it, he does not know.

The only thing he knows is that today's wedding will not be so peaceful.

Pouring the strong wine in the cup into his mouth, Wen Qingzhu raised his hand and wiped away the wine stains overflowing from the corner of his mouth with his cuff, and said bitterly in his heart: It's really cheap for those who go to implement the plan.

He knew in his heart that this 'adulter' would undoubtedly die today, but before he died, being able to go to the cloud and rain with a stunning beauty like Chu Qing was also a blessing that had been cultivated for several lifetimes.

Wen Qingzhu couldn't help drinking a few more cups when he thought of the woman he was longing for in the end and still couldn't get it.

The smell of alcohol surged up, making his mind dizzy.

"Lord Wen, although wine is good wine, don't be greedy!" A colleague around him kindly dissuaded him.

Wen Qingzhu pushed away with a flick of her sleeve, and snorted coldly: "Why? What Wen Mou drank was wine from Xiaoyao Wangfu, not the rare wine from Master Liu's house. The prince doesn't feel bad, but you do?"

At this moment, he was already slightly drunk, and his head became more and more dizzy, and his usual gentlemanly appearance had long since disappeared.

"You!" Master Liu, who was sitting next to Wen Qingzhu, was so angry that the beard on his lips curled up: "I was kind enough to persuade you not to drink too much and hurt your health. Since Master Wen has such a large amount of food, just drink it."

After finishing speaking, he snorted coldly, turned around with a flick of his sleeves, ignored Wen Qingzhu, and started talking with other colleagues.

This scene fell into the eyes of other officials, and there was faint dissatisfaction with Wen Qingzhu in their eyes.It's just that at this moment, he was still immersed in the resentment in his heart, and he didn't pay attention at all.

Drinking at your own discretion, drinking one glass after another, Wen Qingzhu soon felt anxious.

He stumbled to his feet, exited the banquet, and walked towards the palace with frivolous steps.

After the banquet, Wen Qingzhu went around to a corridor, grabbed a servant of the palace, and asked vaguely: "I want to go to the toilet, take me there quickly."

"My lord, please come with me." The servant didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly helped Wen Qingzhu to the nearest hut.

Turning left and right, he finally came to the outside of the latrine. The latrine in this palace looks similar to the courtyard of ordinary people. It is no wonder that Wen Qingzhu, who was born in a small family, could not be found everywhere.

After the boy helped Wen Qingzhu into the toilet, he was ordered to wait outside.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the boy came out, he met his companions and greeted him to help at the banquet in front, but he had no choice but to hurriedly yell outside the door, telling Wen Qingzhu that he had to leave first.

Wen Qingzhu was already drunk, how could he hear this voice?
After he finished solving, when he walked out of the latrine, he looked left and right but couldn't see the figure of the servant. He couldn't help cursing in a low voice, complaining that the servant dog in the palace looked down on people.

There was no one else nearby, Wen Qingzhu stood outside the latrine, felt even more top-heavy by the breeze.

In a daze, Wen Qingzhu lost his direction and could only walk vaguely according to his memory.However, while he was staggering, he actually headed towards the inner courtyard.

In the palace, the slaves, servants and servants were all busy, who noticed that this adult who was supposed to be drinking in the outer courtyard would go through the garden and circle into the inner courtyard?

The inner courtyard of the Wangfu is huge, and Wen Qingzhu is like a lost lamb, wandering around for a long time, when he wakes up a little, he finds himself standing in a place where there is no one, but there are red lanterns hanging everywhere, sticking to it. With big red happy words.

Shaking his head violently, Wen Qingzhu knew in his heart that he might have accidentally entered the inner courtyard where the female relatives of the palace were staying.

If it was normal, when he was awake, he would definitely break out in a cold sweat and retreat quietly.But now, the alcohol in his body was still strong, and the suffocation in his chest was so suffocating that he couldn't vent it, which actually shattered the timidity in his heart, and made him bold.

In the inner courtyard where the palace maids are kept, who are the palace maids?Naturally, only the new concubine is clear today.

Thinking of Chu Qing being tenderly lingering in the arms of a strange man, Wen Qingzhu's heart suddenly burst into anger, and with the courage after drinking, he strode into the depths of the inner courtyard, he wanted to find the bridal chamber.

What are you doing in the bridal chamber?At this moment, he didn't want to save Chu Qing, but wanted to take advantage of it.

Don't forget, in his heart, Chu Qing has always been his woman.

At this moment, he just wants to get back what belongs to him.

Wen Qingzhu finally came to a majestic and resplendent courtyard after going round and round.The more intense and festive atmosphere was arranged than any other place, which made him sure that this place must be the bedroom of King Xiaoyao, the atrium of today's heart.

Outside the door, there were still two little maids unconscious, and Wen Qingzhu was startled by the half-covered door.I thought to myself: Could it be that I am late?Or let that person come out on top?
Thinking of this, his steps became faster.

In three or two steps, Wen Qingzhu rushed out of the door. On the half-covered door, there was still an open copper lock.The traces on the copper lock were obviously damaged by someone.

He staggered past the fainted maid, pushed the door and entered.

As soon as he entered the door, the specially made smoke filled the air and was silently inhaled by Wen Qingzhu into his lungs.

There seemed to be nothing unusual in the new house, but the gauze curtain on the big bed had been put down, making it difficult to see the scene inside. Outside the tent, there were a few pieces of clothes scattered, including a white undershirt.

The whistling sound drifted into Wen Qingzhu's ears, seemingly absent.

At that moment, his eyes were red, and he wanted to rush over and pull the two people inside.

However, just after taking two steps, Wen Qingzhu's footsteps suddenly stopped.For some reason, when he thought of Chu Qing's stunning face, he felt a little timid.

There has never been a moment like now where he dared not face Chu Qing, especially those deep and cold eyes deep in his memory.

A chill seemed to burst out from Wen Qingzhu's spine, which made his brain wake up a lot.

Reason told him that if he quit now, nothing would be unexpected.However, the slight movement on the bed and the constant groaning sound, like a cat's claw, kept scratching his heart.

Countless Chu Qings were flying around in Wen Qingzhu's mind, making his heart itchy.

Thinking that after today, the beauty will be buried in a barren mountain. If he misses today's opportunity, he will regret it for the rest of his life.As soon as he gritted his teeth, Wen Qingzhu's remaining rationality was shattered, and his mind was filled with the faint moans.

(End of this chapter)