In his drunken state of mind, he suddenly threw the wine bottle on the tree trunk.
With a bang, the pot broke apart and the wine splashed all over him.
The information collected in her hand is all about her time with that man.
Although they still slept in separate rooms, the man cared for her meticulously, even getting up to cover her with a quilt countless times during the night.
Of course, she gradually opened her heart to him.[
Her smile no longer seemed forced, and she gradually began to get used to and enjoy being with him.
When he thought of this, his heart became entangled and uncomfortable.
He burned the recovered information and brought a jug of wine over to get himself drunk.
Several cautious knocks on the door.
He raised his eyes and said in a hoarse voice: "Who?"
"Your Majesty, it's me!" Han Qi's voice sounded particularly clear in the night.
He lowered his eyelids and said calmly: "What's the matter?"
Han Qi pondered for a moment outside the door before slowly opening the door.
Seeing the extremely depressed man, a hint of laughter flashed across his eyes, and then he restrained himself very well.
Slowly walked up to him, looked at the wine bottle that fell to pieces on the ground, frowned, and said with worry and nervousness: "Your Majesty, the war with Fenglu is about to break out, you can't do this..."
A sneer appeared at the corner of Xijian Yunchen's mouth, and he said: "It can't be like this? Then what do you think I should do?"
"I do all this just for her!"
"But now, she doesn't need me at all!"
If he loses the sun, should he always live in darkness?
"Your Majesty," Han Qi lowered his head and sighed, "Nuan Nuan went too far in this matter."
"But in your current state, the Molten Deer Army is about to approach. If you continue like this, you will not be able to boost Fanxiang's morale, which will be extremely detrimental to Fanxiang's situation!"