Seeing that Tuoba Yao was not wearing much, she was afraid that Tuoba Yao would be frost-disease, Meng Zhuqing didn't have time to notice how beautiful Tuoba Yao was at this moment. Instead, she quickly entered the courtyard where Tuoba Yao lived and took a white sable cloak to put it on Tuoba Yao.

Tuoba Yao was drunk and had a little confused. She just let Meng Zhuqing tie her cloak.

After tying a cloak for Tuoba Yao, Meng Zhuqing was still a little worried. She was afraid that Tuoba Yao would catch a cold, so she respectfully said: "Princess, it's too cold this day, you'd better go back to the house."

Tuoba Yao lay on the table, holding the wine pot in one hand and poured wine into the wine cup. Because she was drunk, her hands were unstable and the wine could not be accurately poured into the wine cup.

He looked at Meng Zhuqing with a dim look in his eyes and asked anger: "Who are you? How dare you take care of this princess?"

I don't recognize him anymore, it seems that I'm really drunk.

Meng Zhuqing sighed a little and then replied respectfully: "My general Meng Zhuqing, Mo General, dare not care about the princess, but it was too late this night, and it was not safe for the princess to be alone in this yard, so it would be better to go back to the house."

"Meng Zhuqing Meng Zhuqing" Tuoba Yao didn't hear anything Meng Zhuqing said later. She just heard Meng Zhuqing say that he was Meng Zhuqing, so she murmured softly, muttering Meng Zhuqing's name, and kept muttering, "Meng Zhuqing Meng Zhuqing"

Meng Zhuqing's heart moved. She had never muttered his name like this, as if his name was very important to her.

"Bold!" Tuoba Yao suddenly appeared angry, slapped the table with one hand, stood up with difficulty, and pointed at him angrily, "How dare you deceive me! You are not Meng Zhuqing! You are not him!"

Meng Zhuqing: ""

If he wasn't Meng Zhuqing, who was he?

"Prince, the last general is Meng Zhuqing." Meng Zhuqing answered angrily. But when he answered this, he was a little powerless. Explaining this to a drunkard made him feel that he was a little stupid now.

"You are not him!" Tuoba Yao still insisted, not believing that he is Meng Zhuqing. "Meng Zhuqing has no mask, you have it on your face, you are not him, not him." The more she said, the smaller her voice was.

Finally, it is almost inaudible.

Meng Zhuqing, Mo. He didn't want to wear a mask himself, but his current face would scare people, and he didn't want her to see it.

"Not you," Tuoba Yao murmured in the almost inaudible sound, while shaking back to the round stone bench, lying on the table, picking up the wine cup, and starting to drink again.

Meng Zhuqing knew that today was the death day of Tuoba Yao's father and the five tribes. Seeing that Tuoba Yao started drinking again, he actually understood that she must be in a very bad mood today.

Seeing her like this, he felt very uncomfortable.

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"Princess, you can't drink any more." Meng Zhuqing couldn't help but persuade.

Tuoba Yao opened his mouth and shouted at him: "You are not him, why do you care about me!"

Meng Zhuqing was stunned.

What does she mean?

As long as he is Meng Zhuqing, can you care about what she means?

Thinking of this, Meng Zhuqing couldn't help but be amused by his thoughts. He actually believed what a drunkard said. He was really stupid.

"Why are you laughing?" Tuoba Yao caught a glimpse of Meng Zhuqing laughing. Her beautiful eyebrows immediately frowned. She asked him with a drunken look.

Before Meng Zhuqing could answer, Tuoba Yao continued to drink her wine again, and said vaguely: "Why is this princess not drunk yet?"
Chapter completed!