With a shout, "Stop drinking!"
Jialan suddenly stood up and forcefully slapped the wine jar out of Ning Qing's hand.
The wine jar crashed to the ground with a loud "bang," shattering and spilling wine everywhere. Instantly, the air was filled with the aroma of wine.
Ning Qing looked at her empty hands.
He thought to himself: Didn't my wife want to get me drunk? Why did she change her mind?
She lifted her eyelids to look at the person opposite her, blinking innocently.
"Wife, why won't you give me any wine again?"
Jialan looked at Ning Qing, who was completely unprepared and bewildered.
I felt inexplicably irritable and a little guilty...
I was the one who wanted to get him drunk, and I was also the one who wouldn't let him drink.
In contrast, he trusted his lover completely without any reservations!
Garan felt a little guilty.
I shouldn't have taken advantage of his trust to steal his token and enter the palace in order to seek revenge.
This would drag him into it.
I really shouldn't have done that.
Jialan closed his eyes, concealing the complex emotions within them.
A slight curve appeared at the corner of her lips, revealing a beautiful, gentle smile.
"Sir, please stop drinking. This wine may not seem like much, but it has a strong aftereffect. Let me take you back to your room to rest."
He walked over, helped Ning Qing up, and headed towards the bedroom.
Ning Qing looked completely bewildered.
My wife's thoughts are too hard to guess.
One minute they're forcing me to drink, the next they're not letting me drink at all. What's going on here?
Ning Qing casually draped his arm over Jia Lan's shoulder, his fingers seemingly unintentionally but actually deliberately brushing against his wife's firm pectoral muscles.
Ning Qing was very satisfied with the tactile sensation from her fingertips.
Garan was currently immersed in complex emotions.
They didn't notice Ning Qing's groping behavior at all.
Seeing that his wife didn't react, Ning Qing started kneading her hands.
Garan felt an unusual touch on his chest and glanced sideways at the hand that was causing trouble on his chest.
He glanced at the person who was pretending to be drunk and weak, resting his head on his shoulder.
He didn't say anything to stop her; instead, his eyes held a hint of doting affection, along with a touch of helplessness.
She curled her lips into a slight smile.
Jialan helped Ningqing to bed and looked at the obedient person lying on the bed.
The doting look in his eyes didn't fade; instead, it intensified.
He chuckled softly and shook his head.
"My lord, let me take off your clothes so you can sleep more comfortably."
As he spoke, he bent down and began to undress her.
Ning Qing remained obediently lying on the bed, cooperating perfectly with the act of taking off her clothes.
Raise your hand without hesitation when it's time to raise it, and raise your foot when it's time to raise it.
Incredibly well-behaved.
After removing their outer robes, shoes, and socks.
Garan spoke softly.
"Sir, please wait a moment while I send over some hot water to help you wipe your body."
Ning Qing's eyes lit up. This wife was definitely her own, and she knew how to handle things.
And so, Ning Qing, dressed in a white nightgown, remained obediently lying on the bed.
Looking at the curtains above, he waited quietly for his wife's return.
When Jialan reappeared in the room, he was carrying a basin of warm water.
A long, white, rectangular piece of cotton cloth was draped over his shoulders.
He walked to the bedside and put down the copper basin he was holding.
Pull the towel off your shoulder, put it in the water, and wring it out.
She turned around and gently and carefully wiped Ning Qing's face.
Enjoying his wife's tenderness, Ning Qing reaffirmed his belief in his heart.
This is her own daughter-in-law, no doubt about it.
After Jialan helped Ning Qing wipe her face and hands clean.
He was carrying a copper basin when he turned around.
A piece of clothing was being tightly gripped.
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