The moon was dim and the autumn air was crisp. After drinking a cup, Song Jiaren felt that everything in front of her eyes was spinning. How could there be two moons in the sky?
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has two heads. Has he evolved?
"Sir, how come you have two heads? Are you going to split apart?"
Gu Zhen looked at Song Jiaren who was staggering and shaking her head. He was afraid that she would fall down because of her unstable sitting posture, so he moved closer to her and let her lean on his shoulder.
He asked helplessly, "Are you drunk?" and started talking nonsense, saying something about having two heads.
Song Jiaren immediately defended herself, "I'm not drunk! I can still drink!"
This is what every drunk person says.
Luo Zhen and his wife exchanged a glance, then knelt down to apologize. "Your Highness, please forgive me. I didn't realize your wife couldn't drink."
Gu Zhen laughed and asked them to stand up. "No problem, I'll take her back to her room to rest."
If she gets drunk and acts crazy or says something nonsense that scares Luo Zhen and his wife, she will probably feel too embarrassed to face people when she wakes up and recalls the past.
Gu Zhen stopped the maid who wanted to come forward to help, bent down and picked up the drunk woman who was lying lazily and mumbling to herself.
Zhihua didn't follow. She didn't want to serve that woman. She was probably just a concubine and not worthy of her service.
I once overheard her parents talking. If the Crown Prince took a fancy to her, she would at least be his concubine in the future.
She would not serve a mere concubine. After she married the Crown Prince, she would find a reason to get rid of this woman.
The city lord was a little worried. He couldn't tell the identity of this woman, nor could he guess how much the Crown Prince valued her. So he complained to his wife, "You are too honest. You got drunk!"
Although the City Lord's wife felt a little guilty, she still argued, "It was His Highness who said she could drink. Besides, she didn't refuse."
In fact, she also felt a little unfair for her daughter. Zhihua was willing to dress up as a maid to serve the Crown Prince, so she didn't have a good impression of the woman the Crown Prince brought. She originally wanted to let her drink too much and make a fool of herself so that the Crown Prince would dislike her, but she didn't expect that she would get drunk after just one drink.
Zhihua argued on her mother's behalf, "Father, why are you blaming mother? It was His Highness who asked her to drink, not mother."
"that is."
Luo Zhen looked at the mother and daughter, who were in cahoots with each other and showed no remorse at all. He stroked his forehead and sighed deeply, "Alas! Only women and villains are difficult to raise!"
Gu Zhen carried Song Jiaren through the quiet corridor and walked back to the room under the moonlight. He ordered the maid who followed him to "ask the kitchen to make a bowl of sobering soup."
He Hua bowed and said "Yes." Then she closed the door and went to the kitchen to give instructions and also asked for a bag of candied fruit. During the day, the lady said that she had not eaten enough candied fruit and wanted more. She would bring it to her in the evening and she could eat it tomorrow when she sobered up.
Song Jiaren knew that it was His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who was carrying her back to her room. Along the way, she looked up at the stars and the bright moon, and felt that the air in ancient times was so good and pollution-free. Looking at the starry sky was a beautiful sight that could not be seen in the countryside.
"I'm thirsty." Song Jiaren pouted and looked at the Crown Prince acting coquettishly.
Gu Zhen sighed softly. She was usually very clever and quirky, but when she was drunk she turned out to be so spoiled, as if she would cry if he didn't agree to her request. Now her eyes were filled with tears.
He stood up and poured a glass of water, helped Song Jiaren to stand up, and personally held the cup to feed her water.
It was really helpless to think that I had to be served by maids during the day and serve her at night.
Hehua knocked on the door and waited for the prince to respond before entering with the sobering soup and candied fruit. Seeing that the prince was actually feeding the girl water himself, she quickly lowered her head and dared not look again, waiting for the prince's instructions.
"I don't need you tonight, go back."
"yes."
Hehua was walking back to the side room, still thinking about what she had just seen. She understood Miss Zhihua's thoughts, but seeing how His Highness took care of the girl, she felt that her daughter might not have the chance to marry His Highness the Crown Prince.
Lotus felt sad for her young lady, but she also felt that the girl was not bad. She had a straightforward personality, was not troublesome, and had a good temper. The key was that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince attached great importance to her.
On the way, Hehua met the maidservant beside the lady, who said that the lady and the young lady wanted her to come over and question them.
"Madam, Miss." He Hua knelt down to pay her respects to the two masters, and she had some idea of what they were going to ask.
Zhihua had already taken off her maid's dress, changed into her nightgown, and was lying on the chaise longue. She asked, "Your Highness, will you blame me when you go back?"
Lotus Leaf answered truthfully, "No."
"Did that woman get drunk and act crazy, and behave inappropriately in front of His Highness?"
"No."
"Then Your Highness, can you go somewhere else to rest? After all, a drunk woman smelling of alcohol is probably too much for Your Highness to bear."
“…No.”
"Then what did they do?" Zhihua couldn't lie still any longer and sat up.
He Ye told the story of His Highness personally feeding the girl water.
Zhihua was shocked and asked He Ye to leave. Then she complained to her mother, "Mother, how could His Highness personally serve that woman? He lowered his status. Isn't that woman afraid of heaven's punishment?"
The City Lord's wife comforted her daughter, "Hua'er, don't worry. This proves that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is a caring person. Marrying him in the future will only benefit you. After all, she is just a concubine and will be sent away in the future. You must calm down now and behave well in the next two days."
Zhihua was comforted by her mother. Thinking about marrying His Royal Highness the Crown Prince in the future, she let go of her anger temporarily. Her mother was right. She had to marry His Royal Highness the Crown Prince first. It would not be too late to deal with that woman later.
Song Jiaren drank too much wine. After being fed water by His Royal Highness, she lay on the couch, her eyes half-closed, mumbling "Your Highness, I feel uncomfortable~"
Gu Zhen fed her the hangover soup spoonful by spoonful, "You'll be fine after drinking the hangover soup."
Song Jiaren hummed and shook her head, twisting her head to refuse to cooperate with him. "No, it doesn't taste good."
"Be obedient." Gu Zhen used his utmost patience to coax her and spoke softly.
Song Jiaren felt a burning sensation in her stomach, and her head was not clear. Moreover, the Crown Prince in front of her had two heads, and she didn't know which one to listen to, so she swayed left and right and refused to open her mouth.
Gu Zhen also had a headache. He would definitely not let her drink next time. She was fine just now, but now she started to make a fuss. She refused to drink the sobering soup no matter what. She would definitely feel uncomfortable when she woke up tomorrow morning.
He looked at the woman rolling around on the couch, her clothes messed up and the quilt crumpled at her feet. He had no way to reason with a drunk Song Jiaren, so he could only coax her patiently, "So, what do you want me to do to drink the sobering soup?"
Song Jiaren's eyes were hazy with drunkenness, and she chuckled twice, "Then..." The Crown Prince in front of her looked gentle and lovely in the soft light of the room. His usually clear and cold eyes were now only looking at her.
The straight nose, dark pupils, tightly pursed lips, and slightly messy hair, she thought, usually she never had the chance to take advantage, but now that His Highness had two heads, it shouldn't be considered disrespectful to him if she kissed the extra one.
"Then, just kiss me and I'll drink the soup. I'm a man of my word and I keep my promises." Song Jiaren pouted and moved forward.
Gu Zhen looked at the woman's soft and bright red lips approaching, his eyes dark. They were so close that their noses were almost touching. When the woman's warm lips covered his cool lips, he did not feel disgusted. Instead, he just wanted to follow his heart and deepen the kiss, which he did.
Song Jiaren realized it belatedly and widened her eyes. She had never expected that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's second head was so wild. His kissing skills were quite good.
There was no such thing as a gentle touch. Gu Zhen was very intense from the start, not even giving Song Jiaren time to react. The kiss of lips just now could not satisfy him at all.
His lips and tongue automatically parted her lips and went straight in, not allowing any resistance, even a little roughly.
Song Jiaren's mind was blank, all her senses were focused on the lips and tongue kissing the Crown Prince. She was completely frozen, even feeling a little breathless, her face flushed red.
Gu Zhen paused for a moment, and before he realized that she was having trouble breathing and was almost fainting, he let go of her lips.
Song Jiaren panted heavily, looking at the Crown Prince who was sitting on the edge of the couch in astonishment. She was pressed against him, her mind a little stunned. "Can this be considered even? I'm not taking advantage of you, you even kissed me back."
Gu Zhen lowered his eyes and looked at her. His eyes seemed to contain a handful of deep springs, as if he wanted to lure someone into falling into them. He coaxed her, "Didn't you just say that you would drink the soup if I kissed you? But you haven't even drunk the soup yet, so how can that not be considered taking advantage?"
Song Jiaren thought about it seriously and felt that what His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said was right. She had not yet drunk the soup, so she was indeed taking advantage.
"Well... I'll drink the soup, but... it really doesn't taste good." She hated soups the most, and this one tasted a bit unpleasant, like a mixture of Chinese medicine.
Gu Zhen's eyes were filled with dark colors and he said, "Then I'll feed you." Then he picked up the hangover soup and drank a sip. Then he lowered his head again and covered the lips that he had not kissed enough just now with his lips. Taking advantage of her shocked moment, he sneaked into her slightly open mouth and passed the hangover soup to her.
Then he raised his body and took a big sip, repeating this process over and over again. The bowl of sobering soup was empty, but the two lips that were pressed together still did not separate, as Gu Zhen deliberately prolonged the time.
He kissed the woman beneath him repeatedly, and his tongue invaded her mouth again, but not as roughly as the first time.
Song Jiaren felt the heat rising from deep within her body, rising little by little with his kiss. She was unfamiliar with the feeling of her body, but she knew it was a reaction to arousal.
The hand restrained at her waist also made her feel at a loss. The constant warmth coming through the thin clothes made her feel numb and weak.
His lips and tongue were still expanding the territory, and every part of her mouth was searched clean. They intertwined wetly, and she couldn't help but hum and gasp.
Those sounds that made her feel embarrassed and ashamed seemed to please him. He instantly increased the intensity of his lips and tongue on her. She could also hear his unbearable heavy breathing, and the hands around her waist became tighter, as if he wanted to break her waist.
Then he suddenly stopped and slowly opened his eyes.
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