The man rested his chin on her shoulder, wrapped one arm around her waist, and held the wine jug in his other hand, pouring another glass of wine.
This time, without Rong Qingqing forcing him, he tilted his head back and took a big gulp, then pulled her face closer and leaned in.
Rong Qingqing dodged a few times, but couldn't dodge.
The fragrant and smooth wine flowed uncontrollably down her throat and into her stomach.
She usually has a high alcohol tolerance, but this time, for some reason, she only drank two glasses before her head started to feel dizzy.
Zhen tilted his head and leaned on Xie Jingrun's shoulder.
Although Xie Jingrun only drank a few sips, he was not a good drinker to begin with, and because the wine had been in his mouth for a long time, he was already a little drunk.
Looking at the girl who had slumped against him, he gave her a deep look, then suddenly got up, picked her up, and carried her to the side room.
Rong Qingqing felt a little dizzy. She felt herself lying in a soft quilt and was about to turn over to sleep when suddenly, she felt a weight on her body.
She squinted and saw Xie Jingrun on top of her.
She tried to kick him away, but her body was limp and she couldn't muster any strength.
She tried to call for help, but her lips were quickly sealed shut.
Sleepiness overcame her, and she slept soundly without a care in the world.
Xie Jingrun looked at the defenseless girl beneath him, his slender fingers circling the ribbon around her waist.
In the end, he didn't pull away, but lowered his head and kissed her lips before holding her and falling asleep together.
Changlin appeared outside the door, stopped the waiter who came upstairs to clean, and instructed, "Come again tomorrow."
"Yes." The waiter, unsuspecting, went about his business.
The next day.
While still half asleep, Rong Qingqing heard a knock on the door. She instinctively opened her eyes and saw Xie Jingrun leave. When he returned, he was carrying a set of court robes.
Her mind was still a little heavy, so she didn't think too much about it. Seeing that he had taken off his outer robe and was changing into his court clothes, she closed her eyes again and continued to sleep.
Xie Jingrun changed into his court robes and returned to the bedside.
Seeing that she was still asleep, I didn't wake her.
Looking at the bright and charming girl asleep, he smiled slightly, leaned down, and lightly kissed her fair forehead before turning and leaving the room.
When Rong Qingqing woke up, it was bright outside and the place was bustling with noise.
She paused for a moment, looked around the room, and then realized that this was a bedroom on the third floor of Wangchun Tower.
She frowned. How did she end up sleeping here?
Several fragments flashed through my mind, and I vaguely remembered something.
So, she and Xie Jingrun slept here last night?
Thinking of something, she pushed back the covers and hurriedly checked her clothes.
Seeing that he was still wearing the same clothes he had worn yesterday, and that they were neat and tidy, he finally felt relieved.
"Knock knock!"
Just then, a knock sounded at the door, followed by Changlin's voice from outside: "Is the princess awake? Your subordinate has brought you your clothes."
Upon hearing this, Rong Qingqing quickly got up, opened the door, and went out.
"Thank you." She took the clothes and thanked him.
"You're too kind, Princess. This is what the Crown Prince ordered," Changlin explained, then politely stepped aside.
Rong Qingqing carried the clothes back to the house.
Looking at her clothes, they were indeed wrinkled; going out like this would surely attract criticism.
Xie Jingrun was the most thoughtful.
She quickly washed up, changed her clothes, and then went out.
Changlin was still waiting there. When he saw her come out, he asked, "Is the princess going straight back to the manor?"
"Mm." Rong Qingqing nodded, walked to the place where the goods she had bought yesterday were placed, tidied them up, and left Wangchun Tower under Changlin's escort.
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