Chen Qinghan hurriedly said, "I don't like drinking. I'm afraid it would be disrespectful in front of my mother."

She was walking on thin ice around Queen Xuan. Ever since King Xuan was imprisoned and put on trial, the Queen's temperament had become increasingly erratic, and she would lose her temper at the slightest error. Everyone else could escape, but she couldn't.

Who made her her daughter-in-law?

The Queen's expression changed, and she lowered her voice, "You've ruined the joy of such a happy day. This is a reward from the Imperial Concubine. Who are you trying to show off your fear for?"

Chen Qinghan felt a bitter taste in his throat and could only nod obediently: "Yes."

Then he reached out and picked up the wine glass, brought it to his lips, and drank it all in one gulp.

The queen watched her finish the glass of wine, and then she felt a little relieved, with a satisfied smile in her eyes. She raised her head and saw the Prince of Zhennan, who was sitting on the lower left of the hall, also looking at Chen Qinghan, with greed in his eyes.

Chen Qinghan placed the wine glass on the table, and the Queen averted her gaze and didn't look at her again.

Chen Qinghan suddenly felt dizzy and had difficulty breathing. He felt unsteady standing next to the queen. Suddenly, he stumbled and almost fell, and he barely managed to hold on to the queen's phoenix chair.

The Queen rebuked: "How can you behave so rudely in public!"

Chen Qinghan quickly apologized: "Mother, please forgive me, I, I..."

The Queen looked at her impatiently and said, "Alright, it's embarrassing for you to stand here like this. Go away."

Chen Qinghan finally breathed a sigh of relief and said quickly, "Then I'll take my leave first."

Having said that, he bowed and retreated.

But her body became weaker and her steps became heavier. It was not like she had never drunk wine before, but she had never been so drunk. It was just that her mind was a little groggy now, and she really couldn't think about the trick.

Shaoyao stepped forward to support her and said, "I will take the princess away."

"Thank you very much."

As soon as Chen Qinghan left, the Prince of Zhennan stood up and bowed, saying, "Your Majesty, I am a little tired after traveling today. I can't hold on any longer. I will go to the camp to rest first."

The emperor nodded and said, "You must have traveled thousands of miles to come here. I told you not to rush. Go and rest early today."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

The Prince of Zhennan then turned around and left.

As he walked out of the main hall, he bumped into Xie Xianyu who was about to come in.

"Xiao Xie, sir." Prince Zhennan greeted with a smile, seeming to be in a good mood.

Xie Xianyu narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling slightly alert. He responded with only two sentences before immediately entering the palace.

When Xie Xianyu arrived at the main hall, Wanruo had just finished the last piece of roasted lamb and was sipping on a glass of wine to relieve the greasiness.

When Xie Xianyu came, he saw that her little face was red like an apple.

He frowned: "How much have you drunk?"

“Two cups!”

She might have been a little dizzy, and her voice was somewhat coquettish, which was unusual for her.

She drank from two glasses from such a big goblet?

He took the wine glass from her hand and asked the palace servant to replace it with a bowl of sobering tea.

"You don't drink alcohol on weekdays, and now you are drinking it like water outside?!" He lectured her with a stern face.

"This is sweet." She licked her lips, feeling a little unsatisfied.

He looked at her rosy lips, his eyes darkened, and his face remained sullen: "You can't drink outside!"

"You're not a bitch." She muttered.

He choked up, and the words he wanted to say to scold her suddenly got stuck in his throat.

He frowned again: "Did I just do this?"

Her face wrinkled, and she was already impatient: "You said you would go and go!"

He was startled by her, then he reacted and pinched her chin again: "You are really capable, and now you dare to lose your temper with me?"

She glared at him: "Then you are the only one allowed to lose your temper?!"

His eyebrows jumped: "Xu Wanruo, you are taking advantage of being drunk to act crazy with me now, right? Do you believe me..."

But she slapped away his hand that was clamping her chin, and fell directly onto his shoulder. She rubbed her head against his neck, and her soft lips stroked his neck. Finally, she found a comfortable position to lean on and closed her eyes.

His breathing stagnated, and the hand holding her arm suddenly tightened. He raised his head to look around, and saw that the hall was still bustling with activity and no one was paying attention.

He lowered his voice and gritted his teeth faintly: "Did you do this on purpose?"

"Xie Xianyu." She said softly with her eyes closed.

She was drunk and even dreamed about his name?

He lowered his eyes to look at her red face, and his heart softened: "Hmm?"