Princess Consort Is No Pushover

After Nangongrou walked into the main hall, she saw the candlelight inside and the shadow of the lantern flickering.

Chu Xuanchen was lying on the desk, holding a small hip flask in his hand, drinking alcohol while talking nonsense drunkly.

"Yun Ruoyue, why, why are you doing this to this king? Do you know that this king loves you so much... Why do you want to do this?" He roared loudly, and suddenly smashed the flask on the ground.

Hearing a "bang" sound, the jug broke into several pieces, splashing the liquor.

"Master, what's the matter with you? Why do you drink so much wine and get so drunk?" Nangong Rou was jealous and angry when she saw Chu Xuanchen sad for Yun Ruoyue, but she walked over with concern. .

"Who are you?" Chu Xuanchen got up, narrowed his eyes coldly, and looked at her sharply, full of alcohol.

"My lord, I, I am Yue'er, this is your princess." Nangong Rou originally wanted to say that she was Rou'er, but found that Chu Xuanchen was drunk.

Therefore, she subconsciously said that she was Yun Ruoyue.

Maybe, let him mistake himself for Yun Ruoyue, he can give her a little warmth and love.

When the mother Yue next to her heard this, the corners of her mouth suddenly stiffened.

Madam Rou is really shameless, she dared to think of herself as a princess, but fortunately the prince was drunk, otherwise it would be really embarrassing.

She may want to be a princess, she wants to be crazy.

Seeing that Nangong Rou wanted to talk to the prince, she quickly retreated with interest.

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In the main hall, only Chu Xuanchen and Nangong Rou were left.

"You are Yue'er, you are the princess?" Chu Xuanchen looked at Nangong Rou in a daze, his face flushed, and his appearance was still very drunk.

He looked at her in a daze, shaking his mind, the woman in front of him was gentle and gentle, really like Yue'er.

"Yes, Lord, I heard that you were drunk and specially cooked sober soup to see you. Would you like to drink some?" Nangong Rou said, trying to bring the sober soup to Chu Xuanchen.

Suddenly, when she slipped her hand, she hit Tang on the ground, "Sorry lord, it's because Yue'er is not careful. I'm sorry."

If he was allowed to drink the sober soup, of course she would sprinkle the soup.

"Are you okay?" Chu Xuanchen rushed over, took Nangongrou's hand distressedly, and checked it carefully, "Yue'er, is it burning you? Are you in pain?"

"I don't hurt, I have the concern of the prince, no matter how painful, I can't feel it." Nangong Rou has not received Chu Xuanchen's care for a long time.

Therefore, her heart was sour, and tears flowed down.

"Why are you crying? Did I blame you and make you sad?" Chu Xuanchen said, gently holding up Nangongrou's small face, and wiping the tears from her face with her distinct fingers. "Sorry, this king should believe you, but this king has no confidence in himself. This king is afraid that you love Su Qishao, not this king, so you are so angry, sorry!"

"My lord, why should I blame you? How can I be willing to blame you." Nangong Rou looked at Chu Xuanchen with tears in her eyes, her eyes feeling affectionate and pitiful.

It turns out that she can only get his love by pretending to be Yun Ruoyue while he is drunk.

Only then did she know that he, who is usually cold and cold, is loving a woman. He is so tender and warm.

He really cared about this side of a woman, she had never seen it.

"Yue'er, I'm sorry, this king should really believe you..." Chu Xuanchen said, stretched out his arm, and held Nangong softly in his arms. He greedily smelled her fragrance and closed his eyes. , Whispered, "Yue'er, are we reconciled? This king no matter whose child it is, this king will accept you, as long as you are willing to forget that person and forget him."