C588 That Makes My Heart Ache

Monkey was holding Yem Qingzhou's shoulder, looking like he wanted to talk to Yem Qingzhou.

A person like Yem Qingzhou had probably never drunk so much wine in his life. No matter how steady he was, he was still a little difficult to deal with at this moment.

He could not help but look at Gong Xue for help.

Should he save her or not?

This question only went through her mind once