C20 Playing Drunk

He turned his head to look into Yuan Muyan's expectant little eyes and smiled kindly. If one looked closely, one could see tears at the corners of his eyes.

"Heh, heh. My father likes it. He likes it a lot. The gift Yan'er gave me is more precious than anyone else's."

Hearing this, both Cheng Lolo and the mama let out a long sigh of relief. Yuan Chongqing liked it, and the little fool instantly laughed with joy. Cheng Lolo looked at him and thought he looked very much like her when she had been praised by her teacher as a child. " Yuan Muyan shouted happily and then turned to Cheng Luo Luo and said excitedly, "Miss Fairy, Miss Fairy, this is great! Father likes my birthday present, Sister Hong, hee hee..."

"Hmm... Little fool..." Before the word 'melon' could leave his mouth, Cheng Luoluo felt the killing intent from Yuan Muchen's eyes and swallowed his saliva, "Your Highness, of course the Emperor will like such a thoughtful birthday present!"

At the last moment of the banquet, Yuan Chongyang left because he was weak. Cheng Luoluo saw Yuan Muchen return to his seat and was about to go look for him when she saw Yuan Muling walk over. They were a bit far away and she couldn't hear what they were saying. She only saw the two of them clink their glasses together in a seemingly friendly manner.

What the hell did this Yuan Muling want?

When he thought of the fights for the throne in the TV series, Cheng Luoluo felt annoyed, so he poured himself a few more cups of liquor.

"Lady Fairy, drink with me!" The little fool said coquettishly from the side. At this moment, Yuan Muyan was already a little drunk, and his handsome face turned red. Cheng Luoluo lowered her head to look at him. Sigh, he really looks like Yuan Muchen!

"Grandma Hong, the little fool drank too much. Take him back first!"

Senior Sister Hong seemed to be used to Cheng Luoluo addressing Yuan Muyan like this, so she didn't pursue the matter any further. "Princess, this old servant will take His Highness and leave first."

As she watched the little fool leave, she could hear Yuan Muyan mumbling to himself that he wanted Miss Fairy to drink with him.

He didn't expect the ancient liquor to be so strong. The more he drank, the sweeter he felt in his throat. However, he was soon drunk.

When Cheng Luo Luo looked up again, he found that Yuan Muling had returned to his original seat, and Yuan Muchen had disappeared.

Perhaps it was because of the alcohol, but a wave of heat assaulted her. Cheng Luoluo only wanted to find a place to vent her anger. She tugged at her lapels and walked out of the Glazed Tile Palace with a wine jug in her hand.

In the backyard of the Glazed Tile Palace, Yuan Muchen was sitting on the side of a lotus pond behind a fake mountain. One of his long legs was on the ground while the other was bent to support him. He lazily leaned his back against the wall of the corridor with a bottle of wine in his hand. He looked up at the bright moon hanging in the night sky.

One after another, the officials who had just been in the Glazed Tile Palace all came to toast him. Other than Xuanyuan Ta, who was his confidant, he didn't care about the Xia Jun Marquis, so he found a place to have some peace and quiet.

"Congratulations Seventh Brother for making another contribution. Third Brother will give you a toast!"

"Thank you, Third Brother!"

"Don't worry, Seventh Brother. Third Brother will help you find out who tried to assassinate you!"

"Thank you, Third Brother!"

" ... "

... Yuan Muchen's mind was filled with the conversation between Yuan Muling and him. He felt depressed and drank a mouthful of alcohol.

"The bright moonlight in front of the bed seems to be the frost on the ground. I look up at the moon and think about home..."

"Hehe, raise your cup to the moon and toast to the three of them. Hehe, moon, shadow, come, cheers, hahaha..."

The silence in front of Yuan Muchen's eyes was instantly broken by a loud noise. He looked up and saw that on the other side of the lotus pond, Cheng Luoluo was pouring wine into her mouth as she walked toward him. Then she raised her head to the moon and drank another glass.

She looked up at the moon and thought about her hometown...

She raised her cup and toasted to the moon.

Hehe, what a good poem. Yuan Muchen kept thinking about the poem that Cheng Luo Luo had just said. The more he thought about it, the more he was impressed.

He had to admit that this woman had impressed him a great deal tonight, and the threat and protection she had displayed in regard to Yuan Muyan's ridicule had almost made him feel that she was genuinely good to him.

"Lu Xue Ming, damn you, you super-aggressive author, you've only edited a few chapters and you're already breaking them. Don't you have any professional ethics?"

"And you, Yuan Muchen, if you are a prince of Cang Yuan Country, why didn't you tell me when we were in the maple forest?"

Obviously, Cheng Luoluo was drunk at the moment. As she walked towards Yuan Muchen, she kept belching and cursing.

This was the first time he had heard someone curse him behind his back. The more Yuan Mu Chen listened, the deeper his eyebrows became. This woman was really... If she wasn't the princess of the Tianmu Kingdom, he would have slapped her against the wall and wouldn't be able to take her off.

The person he was cursing was right in front of him, yet Cheng Luo Luo didn't know it.

Hoho, the Emperor has asked me to choose my own bridegroom, hoho, my own bridegroom has been decided for me by that unscrupulous author, I have no choice! Unless... Unless I want to be stuck in this novel for the rest of my life..."

"Oh? I... I think I just saw my destined one. Hehe, destined one, Yuan Muchen... Burp, Yuan Muchen..."

After a few rounds of drunkenness, Cheng Luoluo saw Yuan Muchen's figure from far away. She rubbed her eyes forcefully, then with a wicked smile, she staggered towards Yuan Muchen.

When she regained her balance, she shook her head. She couldn't believe that the man sitting in the hallway was the man she had been thinking about day and night.

Yuan Muchen lowered his eyes and looked at the face that suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. Because he was drunk, his face was already a little red. The sweet and intoxicating smell of liquor came out from their breath and then filled their noses. The atmosphere seemed to become ambiguous at this moment. However, as the initiator, Cheng Lolo didn't notice it at all. She just kept holding up her 'Sweating Flag'.

Even though he was shocked, Yuan Muchen still sat in the same position as before. He looked at the woman who was looking at him as if she was drunk. What moved him the most was that if he had known her better, he would have pushed her away without hesitation. But he did not do so, nor did he feel disgusted. He just frowned.

While Yuan Muchen was still in shock, the distance between them seemed to have shortened a little. Warm breath lingered on the tip of his nose, and suddenly he felt a strange sensation he had never felt before somewhere in his body.

Yuan Mu Chen swallowed his saliva. The next moment, his eyes lit up and he shook his head vigorously. This was too different from his usual self. In his world, he had only ever been interested in one thing, and that was to go to war. But this was the only time he had ever faced a woman, and it was a woman he did not have a good impression of.

Thinking of this, Yuan Muchen seemed to have regained some of his senses. He reached out and pushed Cheng Luoluo slightly.

However, the drunk man didn't move a bit. He just stayed on Yuan Muchen's body like glue.

Cheng Lolo half-closed her eyes, a sweet smile on her pretty lips. At this moment, she didn't realize that her whole body was almost in Yuan Muchen's arms.

In the eyes of others, Yuan Muchen had always been calm and composed, especially when it came to women. He had always kept people a thousand miles away from him. However, at this moment, his heart was in a mess. There was a trace of panic in his dark eyes.

Cheng Luoluo tilted her head up slightly and gave a silly grin. The next moment, she casually threw the jug of wine into the lotus pond. The calm pond water instantly rippled. She smacked her cherry lips. "Hehe, Lu Xue Ming... I seem to have dreamed of Yuan Muchen..."

Before Yuan Muchen could react, Cheng Luoluo's claws had already reached out and started kneading his face like cotton candy. Soon, Yuan Muchen's chiseled face was deformed by her.

In an instant, Yuan Muchen's handsome eyebrows furrowed so deeply that they were almost touching, but Cheng Luoluo ignored him and continued to commit her atrocities. "Heehee, you really are my destined one, chosen one. Let me tell you, you are the character created by that unscrupulous author. Tsk tsk tsk, your little face is really a symbol..."

What did she mean by saying that he was her true love, was she confessing to him?

A series of questions swirled in his mind, and it took Yuan Muchen a long time to process them. Then he saw Cheng Luoluo's small mouth curl into the shape of a chrysanthemum.