Zhu Dan looked at Lu Xiaoyun in front of him, and felt a tightness in his chest as he recalled what happened that day. However, he knew that Yun'er did not want to talk to him about it.

So he and Lu Xiaoyun drank one cup after another in silence.

Since Lu Xiaoyun transmigrated here, she had been injured and had never drunk alcohol. This was the first time she had drunk alcohol with Qi Shaocheng at the restaurant. She didn't drink much. She thought it was Zhu Yu's body. As a dignified prince and the commander-in-chief of 200,000 Northern Army soldiers, he must have an amazing alcohol tolerance.

Every time we win a battle, we reward the troops with drinks.

She didn't take it seriously at all when Zhu Dan kept pouring her drinks.

But to her surprise, after a few drinks, she became dizzy and her vision of Zhu Dan became blurred. She could only think that the person in front of her was really handsome, dressed in a moon-white brocade robe, with a smiling face, gentle and refined.

She looked at him with a silly grin in her dreamy eyes.

"Yun'er, Yun'er?" Zhu Dan gently nudged her.

It would have been better if she hadn't been pushed; the push made Lu Xiaoyun even more dizzy, and she slumped onto the table, drunk and falling asleep.

His handsome face was flushed with the scent of wine, and his thin red lips were still stained with wine, making them look moist and alluring.

Zhu Dan's Adam's apple bobbed as he looked at Yun'er and slowly leaned closer.

"Your Highness, my master is not a good drinker; he usually doesn't drink at all. This old servant will move the prince to a room to rest. This old servant has also prepared a room for you. It's getting late, so please stay here tonight."

Zhu Dan was startled awake by Yuan Xiu's voice. He quickly moved away from Lu Xiaoyun's lips, stood up, rubbed his sore head, and waved to Yuan Xiu: "No, I'm going back to the manor. Please take good care of her."

After saying that, he turned and left.

It wasn't until he stepped outside and was greeted by the cool night breeze that Zhu Dan's muddled mind cleared, and he was thankful that Yuan Xiu had come in earlier.

Before Yun'er and Fourth Brother's bodies are switched back, he can't get over that hurdle in his heart, so naturally he can't touch anyone.

Yuan Xiu moved the person into the house, left a dim light on, closed the door, and left the house. However, the scene of the Fifth Prince getting close to the Prince kept flashing through his mind, making him shudder.

When Zhu Yu entered the room, he saw Lu Xiaoyun sprawled on the bed, fast asleep, and there was a faint smell of alcohol in the room.

Just as he brought his lips close to hers, Lu Xiaoyun let out a burp, releasing a strong aroma of alcohol.

Zhu Yu gritted his teeth, turned and left the courtyard, coldly saying, "Guards!"

Immediately, a bodyguard appeared, bowing his head and not daring to look at Zhu Yu, whose face was filled with coldness: "Your Highness."

"Who did Your Highness drink with? How much did you drink?"

The guard was somewhat puzzled. Although the prince was growing more and more fond of the princess, it seemed a bit much to even inquire about this. After all, she was Prince An, who had once commanded an army of 200,000.

Zhu Yu raised his cold eyes.

The guard felt a chill run down his spine and immediately said, "In the evening, the Fifth Prince and General Qi came to ask the Prince for wine, and the Prince drank about half a jar."

Well, he waited and waited at the mansion but she didn't come. In the end, she not only pulled up her pants and denied everything, but also drank with two exes. Didn't she know that he couldn't hold his liquor?

Still sleeping so soundly!

Aside from his violent temper, Zhu Yu had almost no other flaws.

The only problem is that he can't seem to improve his alcohol tolerance. He's on par with Qi Shaocheng; he gets dizzy after five or six cups and collapses after seven or eight. This doesn't fit the image of a commander leading an army of 200,000 at all.

After every major victory, when rewarding the entire army, Zhu Yu and Qi Shaocheng would use plain water instead of water to deceive the soldiers.

The two men kept their agreement to the unspoken truth, and only a few of his close associates knew about it.

But he forgot to tell Lu Xiaoyun about this, and as a result, when his two exes came, she got herself completely drunk.

Zhu Yu glared at her angrily for a moment, hands on his hips. He had specially worn this purple dress today to show it to her, but the person on the bed was snoring away and he didn't know a thing.

Her face was flushed, her thin lips were red, and the aroma of wine kept wafting from her lips and nostrils. She had a delicate and sexy Adam's apple, a perfect collarbone, and her clothes were half open, revealing her well-defined pectoral muscles. Her waist and abdomen were strong and powerful, making her extremely alluring.

Zhu Yu sulked for a while, feeling like she was torturing herself. The other person had no idea what was going on, and she didn't know if Zhu Dan had seen her like this. So, she got angry, kicked off her shoes, climbed onto the bed, and ripped off the clothes off the person on the bed to see if she was still sleeping. Still sleeping!

As it turned out, he was the only one who got angry, while the person in bed slept soundly.

Zhu Yu felt a tightness in his throat, swallowing hard as he told himself that he was still angry and must not be tempted by beauty.

As a result, whether it was because the commotion was too loud or something else, Lu Xiaoyun woke up somewhat groggily. However, being drunk made her senses of the outside world hazy. She opened her eyes with a pair of misty eyes, looking at the beautiful girl in front of her as if in a dream.

Staring at him with those doe-like eyes, Zhu Yu couldn't control himself and wished he could devour her right then and there.

"Hehe, little beauty. Come here, let your big brother pamper you." She reached out a hand to touch the beauty's face, propped herself up, and pressed the little beauty down in front of her.

Zhu Yu was truly enraged. So, it's okay as long as it's a woman? She's been a man for half a year, does she really think she's some kind of hero?

Enraged, Zhu Yu became incredibly strong. He grabbed Lu Xiaoyun's arms and, with a forceful twist, pinned her down.

Zhu Yu, who was already enraged by her appearance, suddenly felt a wicked urge and straddled her.

...

At this moment, Lu Xiaoyun gradually sobered up and, taking advantage of her drunken state, tried to take the initiative.

But Zhu Yu was still angry, so how could he let her get away with it? So the two of them went back and forth. If it weren't for the fact that this bed was a large pear wood bed, which was extremely sturdy, it would probably have collapsed by now.

"Zhu Yu, when did you arrive?"

Hearing this, Zhu Yu became even angrier. He suddenly increased his movements and shouted, "What? The little beauty in your sleep isn't me? Who do you think it is?"

Lu Xiaoyun shuddered, her mind going blank. Did she really say that?

"It is you, of course."

"Hmph!" Zhu Yu's face was flushed, and he was covered in sweat. He snorted coldly, "Is the wine good?"

Lu Xiaoyun then realized that her little man was jealous again. She gave a dry laugh and said, "I drank too much and forgot whether it tasted good or not. I'll be able to appreciate the flavor if I drink with you next time."

The man on top of her was clearly angry and wanted to punish her. Just when she felt she was about to release, he suddenly pulled away from her.