The night is heavy, there is no star in the dark night sky, and even the moon hides in the clouds.
The palace is very big, and it's night now, so it's not easy to find someone.
"Water cold, water cold..."
After searching for a while, there was no trace of it. Ling Yiran began to panic. What happened to Ruoshuihan? He wanted to tear Yu Hongtian into pieces!
"Have you found it?" Ling Yiran said coldly.[
"Back to the prince, not yet." The guard lowered his head.
"Go and ask the Imperial Army to search now!"
"Prince, this may be inappropriate..." The guards hesitated. Do they need to alarm the imperial guards in the palace? And neither of them are very important people.
"Didn't you hear me?" Ling Yiran said coldly.
When the guard was about to respond, a guard's voice came from a distance: "Prince, Prince, I have found it, here."
Ling Yiran walked over immediately, no, not walking, but speed like the wind.
The guards breathed a sigh of relief, and if they found it, they would not have to alarm the Imperial Guard.
Yu Hongtian? The person found was Yu Hongtian. At this time, Yu Hongtian was lying motionless on the grass, and his right eye was obviously punched.
"Prince, Yu Hongtian just fainted." The guard checked Yu Hongtian and said.
"Wake him up!" Ling Yiran felt a little relieved. Yu Hongtian was stunned. Shui Han was fine. After teaching Yu Hongtian a lesson, he left. Then he must punish Yu Hongtian well now!
Yu Hongtian opened his eyes in a daze, and saw Ling Yiran, who was smiling evilly and gloomy, in front of him. He was so scared that he widened his eyes and kept moving backwards.
"King, Prince, why are you here?" Yu Hongtian said in shock.
"Where is the top scorer?"
Yu Hongtian was confused and finally recalled that he had attempted to commit the crime just now and was defeated by Yi Shuihan.
"Back to Prince, I, I don't know." Yu Hongtian said intermittently with his teeth trembling.
Ling Yiran's face became even more terrifying. He didn't know what was wrong with the pot of wine just now.
"Get the wine pot."
"Yes, prince." The guard handed the wine pot.
Yu Hongtian was stunned when he heard the wine pot. Could this wine be the one Yi Shuihan drank just now?
"What's the drink?" Ling Yiran looked at Yu Hongtian with cold eyes, almost scaring Yu Hongtian's courage.
"...I, I don't know." Yu Hongtian was still lying on the ground and kept moving backwards.
"You'll know soon, hold him down!"
Several guards immediately pressed Yu Hongtian. Yu Hongtian was so scared that his soul disappeared and his seven souls kept struggling.
Ling Yiran asked the guards to pinch Yu Hongtian's mouth and poured the pot of wine in.
"Ahem, ahem, no, let go of me, my father is the prime minister, ahem..."
"If you dare to spit out a drop of wine, I will want you a finger!" Ling Yiran said coldly.
Immediately, a guard held Yu Hongtian's hand, with a bright sword hanging on it, and could cut Yu Hongtian's fingers down at any time.
It was not until he poured all the wine into Hongtian's mouth that Ling Yiran stopped satisfied and asked the guards to let go of Hongtian.
Yu Hongtian still had no change, but his face was a little red. It should have been because he was choked by the wine just now.
Ling Yiran was puzzled, is there any problem with this wine? But how could Shui Han get drunk?
Suddenly, Yu Hongtian's eyes were a little blurred, his whole body was limp, his face was flushed, his legs rubbed against the grass, and he kept tearing his clothes, and moaned from his mouth.