Keep your voice down. Are you trying to look glamorous dressed as a forced lover?

Wen Sheng thought, "I can't let His Highness lose."

"What games should we play?"

"Whatever we play, it has to be something I can play... How about pitch-pot?"

Wen Sheng frowned upon hearing this, and was about to deny it when Li Qingyan immediately nodded.

"Sure." She had seen it on TV, and she had also seen it when she visited Prince Rui's Mansion last time.

Wen Sheng hesitated, but couldn't refute, so he could only tell people to prepare.

Li Qingyan was in high spirits, but her smile quickly faded. There was a skill involved in pitch-pot, and she and Wen Sheng couldn't beat them at all!

Ji Mingzheng was an expert archer, and pitch-pot was a piece of cake for him.

Compared to Li Qingyan's careful aiming, he simply sat in his wheelchair, tilted his head, and casually tossed the sticks forward, sometimes even tossing two at a time with a carefree air.

And yet, they all happened to be on the same page.

Li Qingyan said he would drink for Wen Sheng, and ended up drinking four cups in a row. Even though it was just fruit wine, he drank it too fast and his throat felt burning.

"I can't drink anymore, I'm getting drunk. We're done playing, let's change the game, this one's unfair!"

Wen Sheng, who had been watching Li Qingyan and even wanted to drink herself but was stopped, breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

Ji Mingzheng remained unfazed: "Then what do you want to exchange it for?"

Li Qingyan's eyes darted around: "Let's play a game of throwing silk."

It's a game similar to the ancient version of "dropping the handkerchief," a game that Ji Mingzheng is destined to lose.

Ji Mingzheng laughed in exasperation: "Have you no shame? Besides, this is a game only children play!"

"I don't care." That's how the game started, with this cheating.

At her prompting, Wen Sheng looked apologetic, but still kept leaving behind Ji Mingzheng.

Ji Mingzheng laughed angrily: "Have you no shame? Taking advantage of my leg injury!"

They didn't take care of him like others did, making him feel good and like he wasn't a useless person, but they didn't treat him like a human being either!

After playing a few times, he drank several glasses of wine, and the alcohol made him feel inexplicably sour, but also happy for Wen Sheng.

"Fine, I'll take the loss today, because I'm happy."

Li Qingyan was also a little giddy: "What's there to be happy about?"

"Wen Sheng has been burdened with that inexplicable bad reputation for too long. Fortunately, Your Highness has cleared his name. I am very happy that Your Highness believes in Wen Sheng."

"Your Highness, Wen Sheng is truly a very, very good person."

"I know." Li Qingyan thought to himself, "They have such a good relationship." "Alright, Wen Sheng, I won't force you to always stand on my side anymore. Let's just play normally."

Since Ji Mingzheng spoke up for Wen Sheng, Wen Sheng felt embarrassed to bully Ji Mingzheng any longer and could only leave him behind Li Qingyan.

This is the only way to play a game with three people.

Li Qingyan lost, so she drank another cup.

After that one drink, she felt dizzy while playing the game. She deliberately went back to the "killing horse gun" scene and bumped into Ji Mingzheng and Wen Sheng.

"careful."

She tried to pull Ji Mingzheng up, but she fell down herself. In the end, Wen Sheng helped them up.

After the initial chaos subsided, Li Qingyan felt even more dizzy, her vision blurring.

"I feel dizzy, let me rest for a while."

She leaned down and fell asleep, never to wake up again.

The Pillow Star Pavilion also quieted down.

The laughter and chatter just now seemed like an illusion; only silence remained in the air.

Ji Mingzheng glanced at Li Qingyan, then at Wen Sheng carefully protecting Li Qingyan, worried that she might fall, and then said goodbye.

"Wen Sheng, I'm leaving now."

"Your Highness..." Wen Sheng said subconsciously.

"Your Highness is drunk, so let her rest here. Aren't you two quite close?" Ji Mingzheng's voice and demeanor were both very elegant, but there was an inexplicable bitterness in his voice.

Not only was it bittersweet, but there was also a hint of jealousy.

Wen Sheng understood, and his hands unconsciously clenched. He thought of how, when the two of them fell down, Li Qingyan subconsciously chose Ji Mingzheng.

He remained calm about this, as it was a normal situation. He was usually not the first choice, especially since Ji Mingzheng had difficulty walking. It was only right and proper for His Highness to help him.

Wen Sheng understands Ji Mingzheng and can sense that Ji Mingzheng cares about Li Qingyan, or perhaps it should be said that he likes her.

His Highness treats Ji Mingzheng differently; he enjoys teasing him and always smiles a lot when he's around him.

He thought he should know better.

His Highness is a partner, but not like Ji Mingzheng.

Not to mention, Ji Mingzheng even spoke up for him, and he was also his friend.

"I am somewhat familiar with Her Highness, but it's just a working relationship. You also know that she helped me before."

Wen Sheng forced herself to forget the kiss tinged with tears and to stop thinking about everything in the cabin.

Upon hearing this, Ji Mingzheng inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay."

He thought that since he was the one who brought her here, it was normal for him to take her away as well.

When Wen Sheng heard him agree, she smiled but hesitated. His Highness was drunk and asleep, and Ji Mingzheng had difficulty walking, so it was not convenient for him to take her back.

Ji Mingzheng also thought of it. Just then, Li Qingyan suddenly raised her head from the table, got up and went out. Judging from the muttering, it seemed that she was going to relieve herself.

Wen Sheng was silent for a moment, then thought, "This is good, let His Highness choose whether or not to leave."

Ji Mingzheng thought to himself, it's good that Your Highness has woken up, so he doesn't have to carry her while pushing the wheelchair.

"Your Highness knows that our relationship has improved, so we don't need to be as careful when we meet as before, right? No wonder Your Highness said that our secret meetings were too clandestine."

Before Wen Sheng could speak, Li Qingyan returned: "Who, who's sneaking around having a secret rendezvous?"

She walked fairly steadily, though her legs looked a little weak, and her expression was still dizzy, but her eyes were surprisingly bright.

"I really enjoy hearing these kinds of stories."

Ji Mingzheng mumbled something, which Li Qingyan didn't hear clearly. She leaned closer and bent down, asking, "What did you say?" Her voice was quite loud.

"I said I'd take you to see it, so you'd better come with me obediently."

"Really? Okay."

Ji Mingzheng didn't expect that Li Qingyan, who was drunk, would be so obedient and easy to fool, and even took the initiative to reach out and pull him.

He glanced quickly at Wen Sheng, feeling inexplicably guilty, but still took her hand.

"Let's go."

After saying that, he looked at Wen Sheng and said, "Then we'll be going now."

Holding Ji Mingzheng's hand, Li Qingyan obediently waved to Wen Sheng: "Bye-bye, Wen Sheng."

Wen Sheng didn't know what she meant by saying goodbye, so she just watched silently as they walked to the palace gate to see them off.

Li Qingyan followed the gaze all the way, staring at Wen Sheng and exclaiming, "So beautiful."

Then she suddenly remembered something, and her eyes lit up: "Wait, he's my concubine, my husband!"

Ji Mingzheng, holding Li Qingyan's hand, happened to pass by Wen Sheng. Under the surprised gazes of Ji Mingzheng and Wen Sheng, Li Qingyan suddenly stood on tiptoe and kissed Wen Sheng.

He kissed Wen Sheng on the lips.

"Hehe, my husband, I can kiss you however I want."

Wen Sheng froze abruptly, her breath caught in her throat, and her fingertips trembled slightly.

Ji Mingzheng's pupils contracted, and he abruptly released his grip on her hand, almost crushing the armrest in the process.