Feng Liye's footsteps stopped. He didn't know how to answer Qin Bufan's question.
When did this start, and he didn't resist meeting this woman?
Not only did he not resist, he even took the initiative to carry her on his shoulders.
Suddenly, Chu Qingge on her shoulder struggled wildly: "Uh, uh..."
Feng Liye was upset and said with a straight face: "Don't move."
"Uh huh..." Such a cold tone not only failed to stop her, but the girl moved even more violently.
"Your Majesty, our princess looks very uncomfortable." Qiao'er felt really distressed but didn't dare to go over.
Feng Liye snorted coldly, her voice getting even deeper: "I said, no..."
"Wow..." The girl on the shoulder finally couldn't hold it anymore, opened her mouth and spit it out.
Everyone was stunned!
The princess...vomited on the prince!
Feng Liye looked at her face, and in an instant, dark clouds covered her face!
This woman! This damn woman!
…
The princess didn’t want to spit on Crown Prince Li!
When Qiao'er wiped Chu Qingge's body and put on clothes, she couldn't help but mutter a few words when she saw Chu Qingge's drunken eyes.
The prince's face was so dark when he carried their princess back that he was frightened to death.
But, what does it have to do with their princess?
After drinking so much wine and having it carried on someone's shoulders and weighing on my stomach, can I not vomit?
Those who don't vomit are gods.
However, the prince was still willing to carry the princess back after being vomited all over him... Hey, something seems not quite right!
"Princess, actually I think... the Crown Prince is not really that bad to you. Otherwise, why don't you forgive the Crown Prince and Princess Yun for what happened?"
Chu Qingge blinked, not knowing whether he heard what she was talking about.
But Qiaoer didn't give up, she said again: "Princess, if... if the prince really wants to marry the princess, I mean if, princess, don't be angry! Princess..."
"What does it have to do with me?" Chu Qingge smiled and pushed Qiaoer away.
Qiaoer lost his balance and was pushed to the ground with a thud.
"Princess, you..." Inadvertently, he caught sight of the figure walking in from the outer hall.
Qiao'er was so frightened that she hurriedly got up and saluted him: "Your Majesty!"
"Get out." Feng Liye's eyes were locked on the face of the woman on the bed.
At this time, he had changed his clothes and put on a casual and simple robe.
It seems that it is a little less rigorous than usual, but on a night like this, it has a little more laziness.
A little wild...
Qiaoer swallowed hard, took another look at the still drunk princess on the bed, then lowered her head and exited the princess's room.
Feng Liye walked to the bedside with an unkind expression: "My affairs have nothing to do with you?"
Chu Qingge hugged the soft pillow and hummed: "Who are you? Don't hinder my sleep, get out!"
Feng Liye's eyes darkened, knowing that she shouldn't argue with a drunk person.
But, tell him to get lost? Who gave her the courage!
What's more, he is here tonight to call for punishment!
Not only did he not roll away, he also walked over and grabbed her wrist: "You said, you want to make peace with me?"
"Heli?" Chu Qingge blinked her watery eyes, "Heli, what does it mean?"
She thought about it for a moment, then suddenly blinked and smiled at him: "Are you talking about divorce? It's a good divorce, so I'll leave as soon as possible to avoid that guy from getting in the way of me dating handsome guys."
