This Prince Consort Is No Pushover!

When nangongrou entered the hall, she saw the candle light and the light flickering inside.

Chu xuanchen was lying on the table with a small wine pot in his hand. He was drunk and talking nonsense.

"Yun ruoyue, why, why do you do this to me? Do you know that I love you so much... Why do you do that? " He growled and suddenly smashed the jug to the ground.

With a bang, the wine pot broke into pieces and splashed with liquor.

"Wang Ye, what's the matter with you? Why do you drink so much and get so drunk? " Nangong Rou sees that Chu xuanchen is sad for Yun ruoyue. She is jealous and angry in her heart, but she still cares.

"Who are you?" Chu Xuan Chen gets up, cold of narrow up eyes, sharp of looking at her, a body of wine is very thick.

"Lord, I, I am Yueer, your princess." Nangong Rou wanted to say that she was rouer, but she found that Chu xuanchen was drunk.

So, she subconsciously said that she was yunruoyue.

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

Next to the month mother heard this, the corners of her mouth suddenly stiff.

Mrs. Rou is really shameless. She dares to treat herself as a princess. Fortunately, the prince is drunk, otherwise she will be embarrassed.

She may want to be a princess, crazy.

Seeing that Nangong Rou wants to talk to Wang Ye, she quickly retreats.

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In the main hall, there are only Chu xuanchen and nangongrou left.

"You are the moon, the princess?" Chu xuanchen looks at Nangong Rou in confusion, his face is red, and he looks very drunk.

He looked at her in a daze. The woman in front of him was really like the moon.

"Yes, Mr. Wang, I heard that you are drunk. I specially cooked the hangover soup to see you. Would you like some?" Nangong Rou said, want to sober up soup to Chu xuanchen.

Suddenly, as soon as she slipped, she hit the soup on the floor. "I'm sorry, Wang Ye. It's Yueer who is not careful. I'm sorry."

If he is allowed to drink the wake-up soup, and if there is anything else for her, of course she will scatter the soup.

"Are you all right?" Chu xuanchen rushes over and pulls Nangong Rou's hand painfully. He checks it carefully, "moon, is it burning you? Do you feel any pain? "

"I don't feel pain. I can't feel the pain no matter how much it hurts." Nangong Rou has not been cared by Chu xuanchen for a long time.

Therefore, her heart a sour, tears Shua to flow down.

"Why are you crying? Do I blame you for making you sad? " Chu xuanchen said, gently picked up Nangong Rou's small face, and wiped her tears with her well-defined fingers. "I'm sorry, I should believe you, but I don't have confidence in myself. I'm afraid you love Su Qishao, not me. That's why I'm so angry. I'm sorry!"

"Lord, how can I blame you? I don't want to blame you. " Nangong looks at Chu xuanchen with tears in her eyes. Her eyes are affectionate, like resentment and pity.

It turned out that she could only get his love when he was drunk and pretended to be like the moon.

She then knew that he was so tender and tender in his love for women.

She had never seen him take good care of a woman.

"Yue'er, I'm sorry, I really should believe you..." Chu xuanchen said, holding Nangong Rou tightly in his arms. He greedily smelled her hair, closed his eyes and whispered, "yue'er, are we good? No matter whose child it is, I will accept you as long as you are willing to forget that person and him. "