He simply sat to the side, leisurely taking a couple of sips now and then.
Perhaps the atmosphere was too quiet.
As Guo Hao drank, he suddenly became sad.
Do you know the Ninth Prince's Consort?
Qi Huang paused, holding the wine glass.
She turned her head to look at him suspiciously.
Did this idiot recognize her?
But Guo Hao didn't even look at her; he just stared blankly at the wine cup in his hand.
He gave a rather profound twitch at the corner of his mouth.
"I quite like her."
Qi Huang was so shocked that her eyes widened.
What is this bastard trying to do?
Guo Hao was completely absorbed in his own thoughts and began to ramble on about his past with Jiang Qingwan.
He spoke like a young man experiencing his first love, yearning for the woman he had his eye on.
Qi Huang was quite embarrassed by what she heard.
He pushed the plate of beef toward him.
The timbre was deliberately altered.
"Young master, please have something to eat."
"I won't eat it."
Guo Hao pushed him away, his face contorted in pain as he rested his chin on his hand.
"You don't understand, you don't understand at all."
He drank a lot of alcohol and became very talkative.
"I was just venting. Would I really go and steal her away? Who is the Ninth Prince? He could kick me to death with one kick. And even if I did go and steal her away, she wouldn't come with me."
“You don’t know, she once told me about my marriage prospects and said that my destined person is not in the Great Zhou. Lately, the capital is very oppressive. I really want to leave here and go out to make my way in the world, but my father doesn’t agree.”
“He’s been acting like he’s going crazy lately, trying to find me a wife everywhere. When I disagree, he chases me all over the yard with his big knife.”
As he spoke, he suddenly grabbed Qi Huang's wrist and stared at her with bleary, drunken eyes.
"Tell me, should I get married? Tell me, are the things she said true? What is the truth about my marriage...?"
Qi Huang pulled her hand away.
"If you believe her, then go out of the capital and see for yourself. If you don't believe her, then do as you please."
Snap.
Guo Hao's head was tilted to the side on the table, his mouth open, and he began to snore.
Qi Huang was utterly speechless.
Just as she was about to get up and sit further away, Guo Hao suddenly grabbed the hem of her clothes.
Whispering in one's sleep.
"Jiang Qingwan, my father said that the Emperor will kill the Ninth Prince. Don't marry him, or you will... you will die."
Qi Huang frowned slightly.
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