Yu Jingchen carried Nan Zhiyun back to the palace, but perhaps because Nan Zhiyun was quite drunk, she kept moving around the whole way.
"I want to walk by myself!" Nan Zhiyun struggled against Yu Jingchen.
Seeing her gesticulating wildly and making a scene, Yu Jingchen had no choice but to put her down.
"Be careful, or you'll deserve to fall. Who will care if you do?" Yu Jingchen supported Nan Zhiyun, who was wobbling precariously. He was afraid that if he wasn't careful, Nan Zhiyun would fall.
"I can do it!" Nan Zhiyun raised her hand, giving off an air of determination to make a big splash.
Xinglai and Qianxia led the way at the very back, not daring to get too close. They couldn't afford to take responsibility if something went wrong.
"Don't hold me... I won't fall!" Nan Zhiyun broke free from Yu Jingchen's grasp. Yu Jingchen looked at her from behind, feeling somewhat helpless as she could barely stand. Why did she seem a little different from the last time she got drunk?
Nan Zhiyun was about to walk out alone, but... her skirt was too long, and she almost tripped after taking just one step. Fortunately, Yu Jingchen was watching her from behind.
"Ugh!" Nan Zhiyun was angry. This outfit was so inconvenient to wear, and she almost tripped over it.
"I don't want it anymore!" Nan Zhiyun said angrily, which made Yu Jingchen laugh. Her cheeks were puffed out and flushed because she was drunk, making her look incredibly cute.
As she spoke, Nan Zhiyun began to take off her clothes, which startled Yu Jingchen.
Yu Jingchen wanted to stop her, but Nan Zhiyun's mind was made up and no one could stop her.
"Don't take your clothes off. We're outside, and it's cold." Yu Jingchen quickly pulled Nan Zhiyun's hand away.
"No! It tripped me!" Nan Zhiyun started acting like a child.
Before Yu Jingchen could even stop her, he saw Nan Zhiyun take off her outer robe. Yu Jingchen felt his temples throbbing.
"Nan Zhiyun!" Yu Jingchen raised his voice a few decibels. Then he pulled her into his arms: "You're dressed!" He helped her put on the clothes with somewhat "rough" movements.
Nan Zhiyun looked at Yu Jingchen blankly. Yu Jingchen looked at her and the next moment he saw that her expression instantly became aggrieved, her lips pursed, and she looked like she was about to cry.
"You yell at me..." Nan Zhiyun looked aggrieved, as if she was about to cry at any moment.
Yu Jingchen: "..."
He pressed his temples: "Where did I yell at you? Are you upset?" Yu Jingchen softened his voice.
"Sweetie, you're all dressed. Shall we go back to the palace first?" Yu Jingchen coaxed her. But Nan Zhiyun's attitude changed again. She looked at Yu Jingchen and asked, "Do I look good?"
Hearing her words, Yu Jingchen could only go along with her: "You look beautiful, you're the most beautiful. Let's go back first." Right now, all he wanted to do was take her back first.
"Hehe...I'm pretty, am I prettier than a flower?" Nan Zhiyun was held in Yu Jingchen's arms and was a little unsteady on her feet.
"Yes, yes, even prettier than flowers." Yu Jingchen was too lazy to continue talking to her, and pulled Nan Zhiyun along, wanting to take her back.
Yu Jingchen stumbled as she pulled him, the skirt in his way. Nan Zhiyun abruptly shook off Yu Jingchen's hand, then swiftly took off her outer robe and threw it on the ground.
Yu Jingchen's head was throbbing, but before he could say anything, he saw Nan Zhiyun quickly remove all the ornaments from her head.
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