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Chapter 67: Lying Like a Dead Pig

"..., Your Majesty hasn't answered Ru Yue's question yet!" Looking at Rong Xuan, Liang Jun'er's eyes showed persistence that she could not refuse.

"Do you like me?" Rong Xuan also continued his persistence, and for a while, there was a stalemate.

At this time, Liang Jun'er was already slightly drunk, and the eyes he looked at Rong Xuan became more and more erratic. Gradually, even his speech became a little slurred, but he said that this drunk person talked much more than usual.

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"You are not a good person!" He held the wine glass on the table and drank it all again, but he came up with these words without any reason.

Rong Xuan was puzzled, but very surprised. No one had ever said that, he was not a good person!

As the emperor's son and Prince Xuan of Nanyun Kingdom, Rong Xuan had no choice but to do many things that he did not want to do but had no choice but to do.

Born in an imperial family, he had many helplessness that outsiders didn't know about. He didn't need to explain, and he couldn't explain it. Being himself was enough.

However, Rong Xuan asked himself, he had never done anything wrong to his servants, so what did this girl mean?

Just as he was about to ask, Liang Jun'er was drinking one glass after another. The wine bottle on the table had long been lying on the table, and she was also lying there in a daze, saying something inarticulate that Rong Xuan didn't understand.

"You fucking bastard, you only care about your own romantic life, but you are free and happy, and you have never cared about the life and death of our mother and son..."

Maybe it was because of the distance, and because Liang Jun'er was drunk and had some slurred speech. Rong Xuan didn't quite understand the content of what he said, so he reached out and pushed Jun'er Liang, trying to wake her up, but the other person was lying on the ground like a dead pig at this time.

Then, motionless.

"Are you... drunk?" He picked up the empty wine bottle helplessly, thinking that he had just gotten over his alcohol addiction at this time, but the person who was accompanying him actually drank up all his wine, and even fell down in front of him in such an indecent manner.

, Rong Xuan was helpless.

The small courtyard that was a little noisy just now was completely quiet now. Rong Xuan unconsciously looked in the direction where Liang Jun'er was sleeping soundly.

On weekdays, Ruyue always carries an instinctive sense of defense and self-protection, always mixed with a slight sense of alienation. Now, under the care of the moonlight, the disguised appearance has faded, and the innocent expression on his face is actually

People can't help but feel pity when they see it.

While Rong Xuan was staring, he noticed that the bun on Liang Juner's forehead was a little loose. He raised his hand slightly and was about to try to help, but Liang Juner suddenly turned over and muttered something in his mouth.

"Come on, let's keep drinking. Whoever gets drunk and runs away first today will be the fucking bastard..."

With a "swish", he quickly retracted his hand, but his fingertips were still warm from the contact of his limbs. To suppress the sudden strangeness in his heart, Rong Xuan pretended to be fine and sat on the stone bench with a serious face.

, but he was observing carefully from the corner of his eye.

After a long time, what reached Rong Xuan's ears was not Ru Yue's question, but a series of snores.

Rong Xuan smiled bitterly, he really thought too much!

At this time, the night was already dark and there was already a heavy chill. Rong Xuan saw Liang Juner's thin clothes and stood up. He was about to take off the cloak on his body, but found that her little mouth was chirping again, and the expression on her face was...

He seems to be angry, and he likes to curse people so much even in his sleep?!

Think about it, this is really Liang Juner’s personality!

Looking at her sleeping soundly, Rong Xuan suddenly felt a little emotional.

Drunk people look much more real...


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