Until the palace banquet was over, Zhan Beixiao still had a bad look on He Mu.

"Really, why are you so childish?"

Feng Qinghua smelled the smell of alcohol on Zhan Beixiao's body and frowned slightly. When the two of them got to the back, they started fighting over the wine. It was really childish.

Zhan Beixiao half-closed his eyes and his face turned a little red. He held Feng Qinghua in his arms and said, "You are mine, how can you go out with others casually."

"I didn't say I would agree."

Feng Qinghua looked at Zhan Beixiao speechlessly, "You are too childish to compare your drinking capacity with him."

"What did you say?"

Zhan Beixiao tightened his hands slightly and locked Feng Qinghua in his arms. His handsome face slowly moved towards Feng Qinghua.

The strong smell of alcohol hit her face, and Feng Qinghua felt that she was a bit drunk even though she had not drank.

Feng Qinghua's face was slightly red, and her eyes were covered with mist. Zhan Beixiao's heart felt hot when she saw it, and she leaned over and kissed her.

The carriage stopped in front of the palace. Zhan Beixiao jumped out of the carriage, hugged Feng Qinghua and walked towards the courtyard.

"Put me down quickly!"

Feng Qinghua exclaimed and buried her head in Zhan Beixiao's arms, not daring to look at the servants coming and going.

"You said that I am childish?"

Zhan Beixiao leaned over and whispered in Feng Qinghua's ear, "You will know in a moment whether I am childish or not."

Feng Qinghua's face suddenly turned as red as a cooked prawn, she buried her face tightly in Zhan Beixiao's arms, pursed her lips and refused to speak.

Zhan Beixiao lowered his head and glanced at Feng Qinghua, and his steps became more urgent. He even used Qinggong.

Under the dim candlelight, Zhan Beixiao gently placed Feng Qinghua on the bed and kissed Feng Qinghua's forehead.

Feng Qinghua did not dare to look at Zhan Beixiao's eyes, so she hooked her hands around Zhan Beixiao's neck, acquiescing to their relationship.

The servants in Zhan Beixiao's courtyard all retreated knowingly, and there was silence in the courtyard.

"Brother Seven!"

Zhan Qingying stumbled into the Seventh Prince's Mansion. As soon as he entered the Prince's Mansion, he ran towards Zhan Beixiao's courtyard.

Jing Yu saw Zhan Qingying's figure as soon as he came out.

He had just sobered up recently. Jiang Wan said that walking out more would help him recover, so he went out for a walk with Jiang Wan. Unexpectedly, he met Zhan Qingying as soon as he came out.

"The Twelve Princes!"

Jing Yu hurriedly called to Zhan Qingying. Zhan Qingying called Qi Ge and ran towards Zhan Beixiao's yard. Jing Yu knew immediately that he was going to find the seventh prince.

How can this be done?

Jing Yu frowned. He had heard just now that his senior brother was carrying Feng Qinghua back to the courtyard. How could such a beautiful scene at such a beautiful time be disturbed by a guy like Zhan Qingying.

"The Twelve Princes."

Jing Yu hurriedly stepped forward to support Zhan Qingying, "Your Majesty, what are you doing?"

"I'm looking for Brother Seven!"

Zhan Qingying was drunk and kept talking about looking for Zhan Beixiao.

Jing Yu glanced at Zhan Qingying speechlessly, and he and Jiang Wan held Zhan Qingying together, "Senior brother has already rested, you can't disturb him."

"I won't disturb him."

Zhan Qingying squinted her eyes and said leisurely, "I just went to take a look."

I believe you as a ghost.

Jing Yu secretly sighed in his heart. Zhan Qingying was so strong when he was drunk. He and Jiang Wan were almost unable to stop him.

"Beauty, I like you."

Zhan Qingying turned around and saw Jiang Wan pulling her, so she leaned against Jiang Wan.

Jiang Wan was startled and hurriedly took a step back, but Zhan Qingying grabbed her wrist.

Zhan Qingying bent down and leaned towards Jiang Wan's face, about to kiss her.

"Bang--"

With a muffled sound, Zhan Qingying fell softly.

Jing Yu frowned, with a gloomy face. This Zhan Qingying went too far. He actually wanted to kiss Jiang Wan, and he hadn't even kissed her yet!

"Miss Yue Lian..."

Before falling down, Zhan Qingying slowly read Dugu Yuelian's name.

Jiang Wan stared blankly at Jing Yu and the thick wooden stick in his hand, somewhat unresponsive.

Jing Yu casually threw away the wooden stick he picked up and said calmly, "The Twelve Prince was drunk and accidentally hit the pillar. Let's take him down first."

As he spoke, Jing Yu bent down and helped Zhan Qingying up. Although Zhan Qingying was the prince, Zhan Qingying actually wanted to be frivolous towards Jiang Wan. This is absolutely unforgivable.

Even if Zhan Qingying was thinking about Dugu Yuelian, it could not change the fact that he wanted to secretly kiss Jiang Wan.

"I didn't expect that the Twelve Prince was so infatuated that he still missed that woman."

Jiang Wan came to her senses and naturally agreed with Jing Yu's approach.

Jing Yu curled his lips, "I don't know what the aesthetics of the Twelve Princes are. Although Dugu Yuelian is beautiful, he has never seen any beauties. I really don't know why he is so obsessed with it."

After sending the person to the guest room of the palace, Jing Yucai and Jiang Wan left together.

"Thank you very much these days."

Jing Yu thanked Jiang Wan. Although he was unconscious, he was still conscious, so he knew that Jiang Wan took care of him.

Jiang Wan shook her head, "It's okay."

The two looked at each other in silence, and neither spoke.

"Well, it's getting late now. You should go back and rest first."

In the end, it was Jing Yu who spoke first, looking at Jiang Wan with some embarrassment. Although he told himself not to be shy every time, he always seemed to be unable to hold himself back.

Jiang Wan nodded, "Then you should rest early, after all, your injury has not healed yet."

"I'm Jing Yu's cousin, why don't you let me in?"

Early on the next morning, there was a woman standing outside the palace door, with a charming face, confronting the guards at the door.

Diewu looked at the guards guarding the door and the magnificent palace, and felt anxious. Her cousin said that Senior Brother Jingyu had been poisoned and woke up, so she rushed over anxiously, wanting to see her cousin.

Die Wu's eyes rolled around, and when the guards were not paying attention, she rushed directly into the house.

Diewu knew some three-legged cat kung fu, and even took advantage of the early morning to cause trouble in the house.

"cousin!"

Die Wu exclaimed and rushed into Jing Yu's medicine stove. Looking at Jing Yu standing aside, she stood up and was about to throw herself into his arms.

"Who are you?"

Before Die Wu could touch the corner of Jing Yu's clothes, someone grabbed his shoulder.

Die Wu turned around and glanced dissatisfied at the woman who stopped her, "Who are you? I am Jing Yu's cousin."

Jiang Wan raised her head and glanced at Jing Yu, as if to confirm whether this was the case.

"Why are you here?"

Jing Yu looked at Die Wu in surprise and had a headache. He had been afraid of this cousin since he was a child, for no other reason than because this cousin was so difficult to deal with and could drive Jing Yu crazy every time.
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