Shi Nanye thought about it and felt that this was the case. He sighed and said, "You have been hiding your identity for so many years, even from your wife and children. It makes sense. Maybe it's true as you said. If they fail, they can still live a peaceful life in Tiangan. But... Isn't it too hard for you to handle everything by yourself?"

He lowered his eyelashes, smiled bitterly, and said, "I've endured seventeen years, what does this mean?"

Shi Nanye picked up the teapot and poured him a cup of tea, pushed it over, then picked up her own cup and clinked it with his, saying with a smile, "Then I can only wish His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to get over his hardships and achieve great things soon."

"Thank you for your good words." Liang Qingchen picked up the teacup and drank it all.

Putting down the teacup, Heather changed the subject: "How is Pei Xuan these days?"

"Her name is Yun Xuan now."

"Oh, yes, look at my memory." Heather tapped her forehead with her long, bony fingers and continued, "She's twenty-three now, right? Is she really not planning to get married? Other girls her age already have several children."

"I never restrained her, she just didn't want to. Her temperament has become more stable over the years, and she is more and more like Pei Ying."

"Alas - it seems that after all these years she still hasn't gotten over the past."

Liang Qingchen was silent for a long time, and suddenly laughed at himself, "When have we ever walked out?"

Heather was stunned for a moment, then shook her head and said helplessly, "You are right."

He stood up and walked into the inner room. After a while, he came out holding a pot covered with red cloth. He smiled and said, "I brewed it myself. I named it "The Peach Blossom Pool is a Thousand Feet Deep". Do you want to try it?"

Liang Qingchen took a look and looked away, "No."

"Don't worry, she won't wake up for a while."

Liang Qingchen looked over again and raised his eyebrows, "Then...it's okay to have a drink."

"Hehe...a little drink can soothe your mood." Shi Nanye took two glass wine glasses and pulled Liang Qingchen to the yard.

He planted a yard full of bamboos. When the wind blew, the bamboos swayed and collided with each other, making a rustling sound, which was unique and quiet that other plants did not have.

"Glass and fine wine are the best match." Heather raised her glass and clinked it with his, then waved her hand and said, "I'll drink first as a sign of respect."

"I'll stick with you till the end." Liang Qingchen also drank it all in one gulp.

The two of them sat at the stone table under the bamboo in the yard, drinking wine, enjoying the breeze, and chatting for a long time.

Jiang Muyu did not wake up until dark. She moved her fingers and found that her hand was held by another hand and she could not move. She looked to the side and saw only the back of a head lying on the side of the bed.

"Liang Qingchen?" She called twice but there was no response from the other party.

She propped herself up and sat up, looking around. The environment was both strange and familiar. She tilted her head to look at Liang Qingchen's face, and found that he was sleeping soundly, with red cheeks and lips that were even more rosy than usual. She moved closer and sniffed, and the aroma of wine filled her nose.

She was stunned, "Drunk?"

What kind of wine is this that makes no sense?

Jiang Muyu pulled her hand out with great effort, tiptoed down from the bed, and when she went outside, she saw a quiet sleeping handsome man lying on the imperial concubine's couch.

Only when she saw the heather leaves did she realize that this was the yard behind Bamboo Forest Residence.

She remembered that she was going to release paper ibis today, but she suddenly had a nosebleed while doing so, and then she knew nothing. When she woke up, she found herself here.

It seems that there are still many things she doesn't know.

She held her forehead, opened the door and walked out, and saw Xu Lang sitting on the steps, shaking his head and dozing off.

She had just taken two steps and passed by Xu Lang when he woke up immediately, "Mother...Mother, are you awake?"

"Well, why am I here?"

"The prince sent you here... uh... this is... this is..." Xu Lang didn't know how to explain for a moment.

"I know this is the back hall of Bamboo Forest Residence."

Xu Lang was speechless for a moment.

Jiang Muyu sighed and asked, "Well, it's inconvenient to talk about it, but I just want to ask if you know where the toilet is?"

"It's behind the bamboo forest over there." He pointed to the southeast corner.

Jiang Muyu walked over.

When she came back, she found Liang Qingchen sitting on the steps at the door, and Xu Lang standing beside her like a sculpture. Seeing her coming, Xu Lang immediately said, "I'll go get some sobering soup."

Liang Qingchen didn't say anything, just waved his hand, and Xu Lang left.

Jiang Muyu walked up to him and stopped.

He raised his head and looked at her. His sparkling eyes seemed particularly bright against the night sky. There were still obvious blushes on both sides of his cheeks, but because of his fair skin, they looked more like two lines of rouge.

He reached out his hand and tugged at her sleeve. When he spoke, his voice was a little hoarse, but also a little childish: "Can you sit down? My neck hurts from leaning back."

She sat down beside him obediently, and he leaned over, resting his head on her shoulder, and whispered, "Zhao Zhao, I seem to be drunk."

His tone seemed to be coquettish, Jiang Muyu smiled, "You are indeed drunk, you are not like this on weekdays."

"How am I on weekdays?"

She thought for a moment and said, "Arrogant, sharp-tongued, narcissistic..."

He frowned. "Don't I have any good points?"

"Yes, I have."

"for example?"

"Gentle, considerate, and...big and good at sex."

"Uh..." Liang Qingchen suddenly sat up straight, tilted his head and stared at her face for a while.

Jiang Muyu felt awkward being stared at and turned away, "You...why are you staring at me like that?"

"I'm curious, how can you say such obscene things without batting an eyelid?"

"It's just that bad company breeds bad people." She suddenly smiled mischievously and said, "Actually, I know a lot of dirty jokes. Do you want to listen to them?"

"Oh? Tell me about it." He asked with interest.

Jiang Muyu thought for a moment and said, "Someone asked: Can cats climb trees? The eagle answered: Yes! The person asked: Give an example! The eagle shed tears: That year, I was fast asleep and a cat climbed up a tree... Later, there was an owl..."

Liang Qingchen smiled faintly, came over, and whispered: "Little Kitten, let's go make an owl."

"No... I finally realized that you are the real sex-hungry ghost." Jiang Muyu pushed his face. The touch was surprisingly good. Maybe it was because he drank alcohol, so it was a little hot and soft when pinched.

Liang Qingchen was in a surprisingly good mood today and let her bully him without even frowning.

"I didn't expect you to be so cute when you're drunk." Jiang Muyu couldn't help but pinch his face again.

"Cute?" He didn't like this compliment very much, he always felt it was effeminate, he pursed his lips and asked, "Do you like it?"

"like."

"As long as you like it." Then he would just accept it.

Liang Qingchen held her aside and talked to her for a long time.

Until Heather's voice interrupted: "Okay, the two of you stop sitting at the door of my room showing off your affection and disturbing my sweet dreams."

Jiang Muyu looked back and saw him leaning lazily against the door. She smiled apologetically and said, "We are waiting for Xu Lang to bring the sobering soup. We will leave soon."

Heather looked at the back of Liang Qingchen's head, clicked her tongue, and finally didn't expose him. She turned back to the house and said, "It's getting late. I'm sorry I can't see you off."

Then he yawned and went back to his room to continue his sleep.

Outside the yard, Xu Lang paced back and forth holding the sword, counting silently in his heart.

When the prince sent him away just now, he told him to come back according to the time. He didn't know when the right time would be. The prince asked him to count to a thousand numbers before pushing the door open. He has now counted to nine hundred and fifty-two.

Jiang Muyu looked at the moon in the sky and asked in confusion, "Why has Xu Lang been gone for so long and hasn't come back yet?"

Liang Qingchen leaned on her shoulder and said, "It's almost there."

"What's coming soon?"

"I said he would be back soon."

"Oh...how did you know?"

He remained calm and said, "I guessed."

Jiang Muyu reached out and touched his face. It didn't feel so hot anymore, but it was still soft. She frowned and said, "Liang Qingchen, have you gained weight?"

"Nonsense." He pouted and said unhappily, "Didn't you see my figure last night?"

She remembered that he seemed to have six-pack abs. He looked thin when dressed, but had a muscular figure when undressed. But she casually said, "It's too late. I didn't see it clearly."

"Oh... it's not very convenient here. I'll take it off and show it to you when we get back."

Do you think she will back down? You are totally wrong!

Jiang Muyu smiled instead, "Okay, then light a few more candles so I can see more clearly."

This time it was Liang Qingchen's turn to be speechless. He didn't understand how there could be a woman in this world as thick-skinned as Jiang Muyu?

Xu Lang pushed the door open and came back with a bottle that looked like a gourd. "My Lord, your sobering soup is here."

Liang Qingchen took it, took a sip, and said, "It tastes bad."

Then he put the bottle back into Xu Lang's arms.

Seeing that he suddenly got angry, Jiang Muyu took the bottle from Xu Lang's phone and patiently coaxed him, "Ah Chen, drink a sip, otherwise it will be very uncomfortable to ride in a carriage when you are drunk."

Liang Qingchen looked at her, blinked, and said, "I want you to feed me."

"Okay." She held the bottle and was about to put it to his mouth.

But he turned his head away and refused, "That's not the way to feed it."

"Huh?" She didn't understand. How else could she feed him?

Liang Qingchen's eyes flashed with interest. He held her hand and moved the bottle to her lips, saying, "Take a sip first."

Jiang Muyu did as he was told without knowing why.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the sobering soup entered her mouth, he pinched her chin, tilted his head and leaned over to kiss her lips.

The nimble tip of his tongue slid into her mouth, swept away the sobering soup in her mouth, sucked it gently, and water flowed down the corners of both of their mouths.

Beautiful picture.

Xu Lang didn't know whether to stand there or leave. He felt that he shouldn't be here, but should be underground.

After the kiss, Jiang Muyu's face had turned red like a tomato. She pushed him away and said shyly, "Why... are you like this?"

Liang Qingchen curled his lips and smiled faintly, "This time I am really sober."

Jiang Muyu discovered that this person was truly evil.

The carriage returned to the palace smoothly.

The two of them got off the carriage hand in hand, and just as they entered the door, a small figure rushed over.

Jiang Muyu was startled. He looked down at the little baby's round head and asked in surprise, "Tangtang? Why are you still awake so late?"

"Where did Daddy and Mommy go? Why didn't they tell Tangtang? Tangtang was so worried that she couldn't even sleep." She hugged Daddy and Mommy's legs on each side and complained dissatisfiedly.

Liang Qingchen had just dozed off for a while in the carriage and was still feeling a little dizzy. He calmed down, bent over, picked up Tangtang, and coaxed her with a smile, "Daddy took Mom to do something very important, and he hasn't had time to tell Tangtang yet."

"What's going on?"

Liang Qingchen deliberately lowered his voice and said, "Go make a little owl."

"Ah? What little owl?" Tangtang didn't understand.

Jiang Muyu patted him on the shoulder and warned him, "Don't talk nonsense in front of the children."

Liang Qingchen smiled and said, "That's not nonsense. I just want to give Tangtang a brother or sister, so that Tangtang can experience the feeling of being a sister."

Tangtang clapped her hands happily and said, "Great, great, Tangtang likes a younger brother. Tangtang wants a younger brother."

Liang Qingchen asked: "Why do you want a younger brother but not a younger sister?"

"Because my younger brother is easier to use."

Jiang Muyu: “???”

Liang Qingchen: “???”