C15 Alcoholism

"Your Royal Highness, this is for you."

She just wanted to find someone to drink with her. Since she was reborn, she had been suppressing all her hatred and suffering. She wanted to vent it all out, to vent it all on a whim.

It didn't matter if the one sitting opposite him was the number one War God King of Hua Kingdom, Feng Yan, or an unknown beggar, his status had nothing to do with it.

"Your highness, another cup for you."

One cup of delicious wine after another was poured into Lin Chuyue's stomach like drinking water. She had already drunk an unknown amount of wine, and the wine jugs that were scattered on the ground could not even be counted. However, Lin Chuyue realized that she was only slightly drunk, and her consciousness was still clear.

Feng Yan sat opposite to Lin Chuyue, his deep eyes somewhat profound.

"Tell me, what happened in the Snow Congee Garden?"

Feng Yan's words stunned Lin Chuyue for a moment. Ever since they had entered the Ten Thousand Flowers House, Feng Yan had been sitting on the chair as if he was a statue, and the first sentence he had spoken today was actually to ask her what kind of grievance she had suffered.

"It's nothing. Today I invited you out for a drink. I have no other intentions other than to admire your heroic bearing." As she said that, she raised the wine cup in her hand once again and Lin Chuyue smiled as she drank the wine.

Feng Yan really didn't like Lin Chuyue's fake mask expression. The moment Lin Chuyue grabbed the alcohol flagon in his hands, she grabbed her wrist with her big hand.

With her wrist held in Feng Yan's hand, Lin Chuyue looked up into Feng Yan's deep eyes and laughed: "My prince, I will pay for the wine."

"Since you want to drink, This King will let you drink to your heart's content."

Lin Chuyue did not understand, what did Feng Yan mean by that.

But in the next second, when Lin Chuyue drank the whole jug of wine, she finally understood what was going on.

While struggling, originally wanting to escape before Feng Yan got close, Lin Chuyue found herself firmly locked in his embrace, unable to move even an inch.

Her lips were covered by a touch of ice, her teeth were forced apart by a burst of brute force, and a burst of stinging alcohol slowly flowed from Feng Yan's mouth into his mouth.

"Howl ?"

As the wine entered his throat, Feng Yan still did not leave Lin Chuyue's lips. Only when the girl in his arms was unable to breathe did he reluctantly give up.

"This King doesn't like women who disobey."

"Disobedient?" As Lin Chuyue gasped for breath, her crimson face was filled with anger. With a whoosh, she borrowed the slightly intoxicated aura to instantly ignite the hatred she was enduring in her heart.

"What do you mean disobedient? You men rule over the world. Women must be treated as a burden. Once the benefits are gone, you will kick them away." If a woman were to say that she is disobedient with a single sentence, it would be a violation of the ring, fart! "

Who cares if he was the number one war god or not, at this moment, Lin Chuyue only wanted to let out all the suppressed feelings in her heart.

The lives of everyone in the Lin Family, the three thousand Black Feather Guard, and the child who died before she was even born.

She wanted to vent all of her pent-up emotions crazily.

"What are benefits, what is hatred, and even the feelings of kinship can be thrown to the back of my mind, more than a hundred lives, three thousand loyal souls, what did I, Lin Chuyue, do wrong, the heavens will torture me like this."

Tears, wantonly sprinkled.

Lin Chuyue squatted down bit by bit, curled up into a corner.

She would rather choose not to meet Yuwen Jing, and die of old age alone in the mountains, than to meet him under the brandy tree.

But why? Why did she have to endure all of the suffering?

Why ?

Tightly burying herself between her knees, Lin Chuyue sobbed softly.

When her Yumen Pass had been pierced through her shoulder blade and thirteen arrows from Yuwen Jing, she had never felt so weak.

"Sleep if you're tired. This King is here."

Her low and deep voice was extremely calm, but somehow, it made the warmth in Lin Chuyue's heart surge. It was as if he had fallen into a deep abyss of despair, and a ball of flames appeared at the edge of the endless darkness.

Maybe she really was too tired! He gathered all the negative emotions deep inside his heart and released them all to vent his exhaustion.

Feeling that warm feeling, Lin Chuyue closed her eyes and gradually fell asleep in Feng Yan's embrace.

It was a dreamless night. Yuwen Jing's ferocious face, bloody Yumen Pass, and the corpses of Black Feather Guard were all over the ground.

The next day, before the sky brightened, Lin Chuyue opened her eyes and saw an enlarged handsome young man.

The perfectly carved side of her face was like a stroke of magic. Her long eyelashes were slightly raised, and her breathing, which was filled with strength, rose and fell along with her well-built chest.

Everything was like a painting of a goddess in a painting, causing one to be unable to shift their eyes away.

But when Lin Chuyue gradually regained her senses, she realised something shocking, she was actually sleeping in Feng Yan's embrace.

She did his best to recall everything that had happened, and it seemed as if he had vented out all the unhappiness in her heart along with the alcohol. Afterwards ? After that, Feng Yan embraced her and the two of them fell asleep on the floor.

With a burst of pain in her head, Lin Chuyue gritted her teeth and slowly got up, afraid that she would wake up Feng Yan!

How could she do such a stupid thing? She actually ?

with all her might, fortunately, nothing excessive happened between the two of them. Picking up the cloak that was scattered on the ground, Lin Chuyue fled from the Ten Thousand Flowers House without looking back.

At this time, Feng Yan, who had his eyes closed, sat up and bent his knees to support his long arm. His gaze fell on the white figure as he smiled.