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

Ji Mingzheng and Wen Sheng had never experienced anything like this before; they were both shocked and felt as if they had been struck by lightning.

The culprit who caused all this ran away with a smirk.

He ran a few steps and urged Ji Mingzheng, who had suddenly stopped, onward.

"Ji Mingzheng, hurry up, or I'll push you."

"No, I don't want to be pushed down by you."

Ji Mingzheng answered mechanically, and for a moment even doubted whether he was dreaming.

But when he turned back after leaving the Pillow Star Pavilion and saw Wen Sheng, whose cheeks were flushed and who was still in a daze, he knew that he was not dreaming and that what he saw was real.

He took the prince's hand, and the prince was willing to go with him, but the prince kissed Wen Sheng.

The way she kissed him was so natural; it wasn't the cooperative relationship Wen Sheng had described.

Ji Mingzheng didn't know how to describe his feelings at this moment. He thought he should let go.

It was wrong of him to take the prince's hand first. The previous contact was just an accident. He and the prince had already said that it was just a marriage alliance.

He had even sworn that he would never touch His Highness, nor would he let her touch him, or he would take her surname.

He didn't want to be Li Mingzheng; he was Ji Mingzheng.

Since she likes Wen Sheng, then naturally she should grant her friend's wish to be with her.

Never covet a friend's wife!

Ji Mingzheng thought for a moment and then firmly let go of Li Qingyan's hand.

But the next second, Li Qingyan grabbed his hand and even his shoulder.

"Where is the secret rendezvous?"

Ji Mingzheng looked at Li Qingyan, who was cheerful and still preoccupied with watching their secret rendezvous, seemingly unaware of the uproar she had caused, and also as if he had forgotten about kissing Wen Sheng earlier. He said with some annoyance, "Right here, we're having a secret rendezvous."

Drunkards are so annoying. I should have known better than to let her drink so much.

"So it turns out we were having a secret rendezvous."

Li Qingyan immediately became furtive: "Luckily, no one's around. Let's go, let's leave, lest we get caught."

She pushed Ji Mingzheng and ran, and ran very fast.

"Slow down!" Ji Mingzheng was afraid she would drop him, and even more afraid she would drop herself.

It would be troublesome if she fell.

"Don't push me anymore, I...I'm scared."

Knowing that drunkards are unreasonable and fearless, even Ji Mingzheng, who is unafraid of bloodshed, had no choice but to admit that he was afraid.

But when he said he was scared, Li Qingyan became even more excited and pushed him even harder.

Ji Mingzheng had already eaten quite a lot, and then he drank alcohol, so she pushed him so hard he almost threw up.

He was pushed back to Changfeng Palace, but luckily he didn't fall.

Li Qingyan stood with his hands on his hips, looking like he had accomplished something great, and exaggeratedly wiped his sweat: "I'm tired, I should go to sleep."

"You should wash up before bed."

After exercising, it was obvious that the effects of the alcohol were even stronger, and Li Qingyan could no longer walk straight. Ji Mingzheng was worried and could only follow her.

As a result, Li Qingyan deliberately splashed water on her while she was washing her face. When she was rinsing her mouth, she said she was tired and then sat down on his lap.

Li Qingyan brushed her teeth with a self-righteous air, hooking her arm around his neck.

Ji Mingzheng: "..."

He felt helpless yet somewhat amused, and could only gently support her as he watched her brush her teeth carefully.

After finishing brushing her teeth, she skillfully sat on his lap again, even adjusting herself to the most comfortable position, then wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned against him, ready to fall asleep.

Ji Mingzheng: "...Your Highness, go to bed."

"I'm tired, I can't walk anymore, carry me over."

Ji Mingzheng was helpless; he was determined to distance himself from her.

Moreover, how can you treat a disabled person like that!

"Your Highness, you can't go back on your word..."

"Shut your mouth, little mouth."

Li Qingyan found him too noisy and directly reached out to manually tell him to mute his microphone.

With his mouth pulled, Ji Mingzheng had no choice but to maneuver the wheelchair and prepare to take her back to bed.

He thought to himself, thankfully he was still strong and powerful.

He pushed the wheelchair to the bedside, and was about to carry her to the bed when Li Qingyan suddenly opened her eyes: "This is fun, Ji Mingzheng, walk around some more."

Ji Mingzheng: "???"

He looked at Li Qingyan in disbelief: "Do you know what you're doing?"

"I know, hurry up, go turn around."

"Ji Mingzheng, speed up!"

"Ji Mingzheng, stop walking around inside, it's too small, let's go outside."

"It's so dark outside, it's so exciting."

"Exciting! Exciting!"

"Could you speed it up a bit more?"

That night, Ji Mingzheng transformed into a beast of burden, pushing Li Qingyan around in her wheelchair.

He drew his bow and slashed the light, staring blankly at them.

As the wheelchair traveled along the stone-paved road, the texture of the stones caused the wheelchair to bounce and tremble slightly.

Li Qingyan discovered a new way to play: keep saying "ah" and then listen to the "ah" sound change into shaking.

She laughed heartily, which amused Ji Mingzheng so much that he was too tired to continue and had to move to another spot.

Because the journey was always bumpy, and Li Qingyan was sitting quite firmly, the constant jolting and swaying, coupled with Ji Mingzheng's youthful vigor and impulsive nature, meant that even though he felt helpless inside, his body betrayed him.

"Ouch, that's uncomfortable."

Li Qingyan's constant moving around only made Ji Mingzheng suffer more.

"Your Highness, behave yourself."

Ji Mingzheng gritted his teeth, his voice suppressed, and gently pushed her away.

"It's your turn to hurry up."

Li Qingyan urged her on, and finally she had some fun.

"Alright, let's go back. That's enough. You're always poking me, it's itchy."

Ji Mingzheng was slightly out of breath, his face darkening further.

But when he got back inside and saw Li Qingyan's obedient sleeping face, his heart couldn't help but soften.

He gently carried Li Qingyan back to bed, watched her mumble something, skillfully lifted the covers and slipped inside, falling into a deep sleep.

Ji Mingzheng glanced at it twice and went to the bathroom.

The bathroom was cluttered with earrings, jewelry, and coats that Li Qingyan had taken off while washing up.

Ji Mingzheng, who wanted to wash up and calm down, suddenly caught his breath. It was clearly just something simple...

Suppressed sounds came from the bathroom.

Half an hour later, Ji Mingzheng finally came out of the bathroom.

My body finally calmed down, but my mind was in complete turmoil.

He kept thinking about Li Qingyan from earlier, who was a little mischievous and so clingy. At the same time, he couldn't help but keep recalling the scene of Li Qingyan kissing Wen Sheng.

He hadn't expected Wen Sheng and Li Qingyan to have such a good relationship. When he first learned that Wen Sheng was also a servant of Li Qingyan, he was angry at Li Qingyan's attitude. He just felt that having a good friend around would make him less lonely.

At that time, I never thought that becoming Li Qingyan's concubine with my best friend would change our relationship or have any impact on anything.

However, everything that happened tonight reminded him that he should think about it.

-

Li Qingyan was woken up in the middle of the night by the urge to breathe. After resolving the problem and looking around, she finally felt more awake.

She slapped her forehead, surprised that she had gotten drunk.

Although she was drunk, she wasn't extremely drunk, nor did she black out. However, her behavior and thoughts were different from usual when she was drunk, and she became somewhat impulsive, which led to recklessness.

No, she wasn't just reckless; she turned into a beast.

Everything she recalled told her how inhuman she was.

Not only did she kiss Wen Sheng in front of Ji Mingzheng while drunk, but she also acted rudely afterward, not only brushing her teeth while sitting on Ji Mingzheng's lap, but also turning him into a laborer, using him as a rocking horse because she was used to the swaying sensation, and making him push her wheelchair all the time.

Ji Mingzheng's wheelchair was treated like a toy by her.

In the end, he even complained about being sat on by her...

Li Qingyan slapped his forehead: I deserve to die!

Looking around to make sure Ji Mingzheng wasn't in bed, they searched around and finally found him on the soft couch.

She tiptoed over to peek.

Because he was overthinking things, Ji Mingzheng didn't go to bed that night, but instead rested on the soft couch next to him.

Upon closer inspection, Li Qingyan noticed something amiss: Ji Mingzheng was curled up, hugging his knees, seemingly in great pain.