After Nangong Rou walked into the main hall, she saw candlelight and swaying lamp shadows inside.
Chu Xuanchen was leaning on the desk, holding a small wine bottle in his hand, drinking wine and talking nonsense drunkenly.
"Yun Ruoyue, why, why do you do this to me? Do you know that I love you so much... Why do you do this?" He roared loudly and suddenly smashed the wine bottle to the ground.
There was only a "bang" sound, and the wine bottle broke into several pieces, splashing with wine liquid.
"My lord, what's wrong with you? Why did you drink so much and get so drunk?" Nangongrou saw Chu Xuanchen looking sad for Yun Ruoyue, and felt jealous and angry, but she still walked over with concern.
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"Who are you?" Chu Xuanchen stood up, narrowed his eyes coldly, and looked at her sharply, looking very drunk.
"Your Majesty, I, I am Yue'er, your princess." Nangong Rou originally wanted to say that she was Rou'er, but she found that Chu Xuanchen was drunk.
Therefore, she subconsciously said that she was Yun Ruoyue.
Maybe, letting him mistake her for Yun Ruoyue can give her a little warmth and love.
When Aunt Yue next to her heard this, her mouth suddenly froze.
Mrs. Rou is so shameless, she actually dares to think of herself as the princess. Fortunately, the prince is drunk, otherwise it would be really embarrassing.
She may want to be a princess, she wants to be crazy.
Seeing that Nangong Rou was about to talk to the prince, she quickly retreated knowingly.
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In the main hall, only Chu Xuanchen and Nangong Rou were left.
"Are you Yue'er, the princess?" Chu Xuanchen looked at Nangongrou with some confusion, his face was red, and he still looked drunk.
He looked at her in confusion, and suddenly realized that the woman in front of him was so gentle and gentle that she really looked like the moon.
"Yes, Your Majesty, I heard that you were drunk, so I made a sobering soup to see you. Would you like some?" Nangong Rou said, wanting to bring the sobering soup to Chu Xuanchen.
Suddenly, her hand slipped and she knocked the soup to the ground. "I'm sorry, Your Majesty. It was all Yue'er's fault. I'm sorry."
If he was allowed to drink the sobering soup, she would of course spill the soup if anything happened to her.
"Are you okay?" Chu Xuanchen rushed over, took Nangong Rou's hand distressedly, and examined it carefully, "Yue'er, did it burn you? Are you in pain?"
"I don't feel pain. With the prince's care, I can't feel the pain no matter how much it hurts." Nangong Rou has not received Chu Xuanchen's care for a long time.
Therefore, she felt sour in her heart and shed tears.
"Why are you crying? Do I blame you for making you sad?" Chu Xuanchen said, gently holding Nangong Rou's face, and wiping the tears on her face with his well-jointed fingers.
"I'm sorry, I should believe you, but I don't have confidence in myself. I'm afraid that you love Su Qishao, not me, so I'm so angry. I'm sorry!"
"My lord, how could I blame you? How could I bear to blame you?" Nangong Rou looked at Chu Xuanchen with tears in her eyes, her eyes filled with affection, a mixture of resentment and pity.
It turns out that she could only get his love by pretending to be Yun Ruoyue while he was drunk.
Only then did she realize that he, who was usually cold and cold-hearted, was so tender and affectionate when he loved a woman.
She had never seen this side of him sincerely caring for women.
"Yue'er, I'm sorry, I should really believe you..." Chu Xuanchen said, stretched out his arms and hugged Nangongrou tightly. He greedily smelled the fragrance of her hair and closed his eyes.
, said softly, "Yue'er, how about we make peace? No matter whose child it is, I will accept you, as long as you are willing to forget that person and him."