"I will never be mean to you again... I won't be angry..."

He was drunk and reeked of alcohol, his voice was fuzzy and his words were unclear.

He held the woman's thighs tightly with both hands, fearing that she would leave if he let go:

“I’m not angry…”

"I won't leave... Mother... Mother... Ye'er..."

He was very drunk, his thoughts were confused and all was blurred, he spoke a few words here and there, his brows knitted in pain, like a wounded beast, curled up in a corner, licking his wounds:

"Mother..."

He held her thighs, supporting his drunken body, and tried hard to get up, but his legs went weak and he fell to his knees.

"Don't go... I'll obey you... Mother..."

He whispered deeply and begged bitterly, with a moist light flashing in his hazy eyes, and felt a hurt he had never felt before.

At this moment, he was more vulnerable than Qin Ye had ever seen him before.

Like an abandoned child, he hugged his mother's thighs and begged bitterly.

He is drunk.

When people are drunk, they often think of things deep in their hearts, which may be fear, joy, anger, or things that are too painful to look back on.

It seems that he is in pain.

Concubine Xiao was murdered and died in that way. He was so young at that time, and the shadow left in his heart will never be erased in his life.

"Mother... Ye, Qin Ye... Ye'er..." The man was in a daze, mumbling incoherently, "Ye'er... I will never bother you, be mean to you, or question you again..."

"Whatever you say is what I believe... Don't go... Don't abandon me..."

He pleaded in pain, his eyes shining so brightly that he almost cried.

Seeing the man's extremely humble and cautious appearance, Qin Ye's eyes sank slightly. Did he drink so much because he was thinking of her?

When he was young, Concubine Xiao passed away.

When he grew up, his wife left him resolutely.

He couldn't even keep a woman, he felt hatred, pain, helplessness, anxiety, fear...

What’s the point of having all the power if you can’t even keep the woman you love by your side?

"Ye'er, Ye'er..." He hugged her thighs tightly, sitting on the ground, holding her with his hands and legs clamped together, hanging on her like a koala, and refused to let go no matter what.

When drunk, he acts like a child.

Qin Ye's heart suddenly softened a little...

She is not a cold-blooded animal. We have been together for a long time and have experienced so many happy, sad, difficult and conspiratorial things together. It would be a lie to say that she has no feelings.

She pursed her lips slightly and took his arm, "I'll help you to the bed."

"No, I'm not going anywhere!" He hugged her tightly, "I want to die with Qin Ye!"

Qin Ye tried to help him up twice, but the drunk body seemed to weigh several hundred pounds. Not only did he fail to help him up, he was tripped by the man and fell to the ground.

That's all.

She sighed, and simply sat on the ground with him, and asked:

"Why didn't you expose the prince?"

This is the reason why she came back, and also the most puzzling thing:

"The prince has been targeting you everywhere and has tried to kill you more than once, but you have always protected him and let him go. But what about him? Once he gets the chance, he will never let you go!"

When she mentioned this, she hated Zong Zhengchen's soft-heartedness.

He valued brotherhood and could not bear to see brothers killing each other, so he repeatedly spared the prince.

However, being soft-hearted towards your enemies is just digging your own grave!

Zong Zhengchen raised his drunken eyes and looked at Qin Ye. He swayed his head and climbed up. He stumbled to the cabinet, took something out, turned back, and fell into Qin Ye's arms drunkenly:

"No, I won't let him go...but...Ye'er's matter is the most important..."

He stretched out his hand and opened his palm, in which lay a broken jade pendant.