Chu Dongling stared at the little girl on the soft seat for a moment, but the others did not dare to move.
Long Qian stretched and when he was about to stop, he realized that the man was still looking at him.
She met his gaze, blinked her eyes, and asked: "Your Majesty, what's wrong?"
"Princess, how about we come have a drink?" Nie Qingqing immediately took out the wine jar behind him.
"This is wine made from flower nectar. It is good for your skin but not harmful to your health. It has a floral aroma and tastes good! Do you want to try it?"
As a man, how could he not guess what the prince was thinking, which was to get his beloved woman drunk?
He has experience in this matter.
"Long Qian, try a few sips. Anyway, I have the Nine Emperor Gods' medicine. He said he can take it and drink it if he wants. It won't have much impact." Yuan Feijing took out an empty bowl.
The prince looks a bit like her before. What stupid things hasn't she done in the past to please Fang Xu?
Yuan Feijing just didn't expect that a wise man like the prince would be stupid sometimes.
What kind of virtue did Long Qian accumulate in his previous life to be favored by the prince? He was simply envious of others!
"Nectar wine, let me smell it." Long Qian suddenly became interested.
She moved forward slightly, but still refused to lower her legs.
This chair is said to be specially customized for her. It is so comfortable that she can fall asleep anytime and anywhere.
"Your Majesty, please excuse me." Yuan Feijing handed over a bowl of wine.
Chu Dongling turned around and stretched out his long arm to take the drink.
"Want to drink?" The man approached the woman next to him and looked down at her.
His sudden approach caught Long Qian off guard.
She leaned back, curled up on the soft chair, and looked at him with round eyes.
"My lord, are you angry?"
This feeling was so familiar that Long Qian couldn't ignore it.
Everyone almost thanked God on the spot. Their princess was finally willing to take a serious look at the prince. It was not easy!
"Yeah." Chu Dongling nodded unabashedly, put the carefully roasted chicken wings to his lips and took a bite.
He ate the small amount of meat from the chicken wings into his belly in a few strokes, raised the bowl in his hand and drank heavily.
With a "bang" sound, the empty bowl was thrown to the ground and broke into several pieces.
Long Qian was so frightened by his actions that he immediately lowered his legs and bent over to put on his shoes.
"My lord, what do you want to eat? I'll prepare it for you."
"Bring the wine." Chu Dongling ordered in a deep voice.
"Okay, I'll prepare it for you right now." Long Qian raised his head and looked at Yuan Feijing.
Who knows what's going on with him, why is he so angry?
But in the dead of night, it was easy for him to vent his anger on her.
She doesn’t want it! She doesn’t like it, and she can’t bear it.
It doesn't matter how he serves him outside, just carry her back without saying a word. She doesn't want to stay in the room with him.
Yuan Feijing took out an empty bowl, but Nie Qingqing filled it up again.
Long Qian's hands were not long, so he couldn't reach out to get the wine like Chu Dongling. He could only run around the fire, and then run back again after getting the wine.
She returned to Chu Dongling and carefully sat down on the soft seat, handing the wine to the man with a deep breath.
"Your Majesty, the wine you want."
Chu Dongling took the bowl and drank the wine in three or two gulps.
When he took the last sip, Long Qian stepped forward and grabbed the bowl.
"Stop throwing it! They say your bowls are expensive."
As soon as he finished speaking, Long Qian's body lightened up and he was picked up and put into his arms.
Chu Dongling rubbed her flat belly and leaned close to her ear.
"The princess is full, but I am very hungry. What should I do?"
