Chapter 109 Song Huai’s answer

Song Huai held the wine glass tightly with his hands. After three glasses of wine, he felt hot, but he was extremely sober.

He has always had a good alcohol tolerance.

But when facing such an answer, he had some hope that he could get drunk at this moment.

He didn't understand what Chen Qianzhao meant in front of him.

He has been constantly approaching him in various ways and his behavior always gives him a imagination that she pleases her.

But who is Chen Qianzhao? The princess of the Great Jin Dynasty was the one who fell from a tree when she was young and was coaxing Chen Qianzhao in a mess.

In the past, even Chen Qianzhao, who had a bad reputation, could no longer be able to reach his status alone.

Chen Qianzhao is now full of beauty and is named the No. 1 talented woman in Beijing. He has a noble status and a look that is unparalleled.

How could such a person be imagined?

Will such a person really be happy with a factory guard in the East Factory?

Song Huai was not sure because there were too many outstanding talents around the little princess in front of her.

Xie Ming, the eldest son of the Xie family, is a young general, both civil and military, and is as tall as jade and elegant as a man.

Xie Lin, the second son of the Xie family, is cheerful and has no doubts about her childhood sweetheart. Even in Beijing, there are books about writing the two stories.

Xue Ling, the son of the Xue family, is both talented and beautiful, and is a cousin who is intimate.

Song Huai's eyes were slightly deeper, and his hand holding the wine glass suddenly loosened. Compared to them, Song Huai had nothing.

The only identity of the factory guard is even more difficult to describe. It is such an identity that is thousands of miles apart from her, and it is even more impossible.

Song Huai never felt that he was from Dongchang and was different from others before. Until this moment, he finally realized it.

I finally understood why his master, Song Yu, the governor of Dongchang, loved him in the first half of his life and lived in regret in the second half.

Chen Qianzhao blinked and stared at Song Huai. He didn't see any signs of drunkenness on Song Huai's face. Instead, he was stern, as if he was thinking about something serious. Even this white dress could not cover up the coldness on his body.

Chen Qianzhao was a little uncertain and asked carefully, his voice softly, "Song Huai... are you drunk?"

Song Huai's attention was pulled back by Chen Qianzhao. His eyes were slightly deeper and complicated. He looked at the white girl in red in front of him, as if she was about to marry.

After she discussed marriage, His Majesty would definitely choose the best prince-consort for her, with an identity like Xue Ling, a gentleman like Xie Ming, and a temperament like Xie Lin.

I will definitely please her.

When she gets married, she will also wear a red dress, which will be more beautiful than today's red dress. Her husband will lift her veil on the wedding night...

Song Huai's throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he opened his lips, but he couldn't say a word.

He knew very well that even though Chen Qianzhao really liked him at this time, he probably had never contacted someone like him.

When she grows up a little longer, walks out of the capital, sees everything outside, and comes into contact with more people, she will find that people like him, Song Huai, are everywhere in this world, and nothing special.

There is nothing worth her liking.

Song Huai said nothing, Chen Qianzhao's eyes lit up, he was drunk!

Look, I was so drunk that I couldn't even speak.

Since you are drunk, you have to hurry up and do your business!

She hurriedly got up and grabbed Song Huai's arm, "Song Huai, you are drunk, I'll help you to rest."

Song Huai was motionless, his voice was heavy and a little blurry, "I am not drunk."

He is very sober, more sober than ever.

Chen Qianzhao looked like an adult who was coaxing a child, "This drunk person always said that he was not drunk and obedient. I will help you to rest in bed."

After lying on the bed and covering the quilt, Song Huai couldn't escape even if the raw rice was not cooked!

The word "obedient" hit Song Huaixin hard, and his whole heart softened into a pool of spring water.

At this moment, the fragrance of wine lingered inexplicably and began to feel a little drunk. Following Chen Qianzhao's support, she helped her into the bedroom step by step.

This bedroom is not the first time Song Huai has come in... the last time he came in, Chen Qianzhao was drunk.

Chen Qianzhao helped Song Huai stand up and looked at Song Huai in front of him. The white clothes were so snow-covered that he was reluctant to take them off.

She gritted her teeth, her hands trembled twice, took a deep breath, and finally reached out, held Song Huai's waist, pulling the brocade waist...

Song Huai's whole body stiffened, his heart trembled violently. He grabbed Chen Qianzhao's little hand tightly, with an unknown aura in his eyes and a helpless aura.

"What does Your Highness mean?" It was extremely difficult to squeeze out from the jaw word by word.

Chen Qianzhao's hand, which was pinched, struggled twice, and pouted, "Help you change your clothes and sleep."

She raised her head and looked at Song Huai with an innocent expression, thinking: Can't you tell it so obvious?

It turns out that I'm drunk.

She held her hand against Song Huai's waist and thought to herself, she didn't expect the man's waist to be so thin...

Chen Qianzhao's eyes turned around and suddenly began to wonder how beautiful such a thin waist was.

Song Huai looked at Chen Qianzhao's white and delicate face, and his eyes finally fell on the lips that were a little more gorgeous than usual, delicate and charming, and wanted to pick and taste it.

He got closer by a strange thing, and a faint fragrance of wine, lingering with sweet sweetness, lingering on the tips of their noses.

Chen Qianzhao blinked, and his heart was beating violently... He thought, this wine is really amazing, and it can actually make Song Huai Mu Lengzi so active.

Her heartbeats and expects, nervously...

When Song Huai was facing Chen Qianzhao's faint expectant gaze, he was stunned and almost kissed him.

He suddenly let go of Chen Qianzhao, took a step back, his expression returned to clear and his voice was low, "It's late at night, your highness will take a break earlier, and my subordinates will say goodbye."

Chen Qianzhao never thought there would be such a change. His eyes were wide open. Wouldn’t he be drunk after three cups?!

Why is Song Huai not like he is drunk now?

She gritted her teeth, drooped her head, and pulled a corner of Song Huai's sleeve at a loss, then raised her face and looked at Song Huai, "Can't we rest together...?"

The dim candlelight charms my heart, and Chen Qianzhao in front of me is swallowing Song Huai's reason bit by bit.

But what disappointed Chen Qianzhao was that soon, Song Huai's rationality came back.

He had a stern face, indifferent and alienated, "Your Highness, you can't."

Chen Qianzhao's face instantly had three points of grievance and three points of innocence, and four points of resentment.

Song Huai's heart became even more confused, but his heart was clearly overturned, but his face was always calm and gentle.

Seeing Chen Qianzhao's arrogance completely destroyed, his thin lips trembled, feeling a little sad and desolate, and made concessions, "I am watching outside the hall, and your highness rests with peace of mind."

Chen Qianzhao: "..." Watch the night... I'll guard your uncle...

Song Huai turned around and walked away. He was afraid that he would be even more out of control after staying here for a while.

But just as Song Huai turned around and walked, Caiqiu's voice rang out loud...

"Empress Rong is here!"

Song Huai paused, and Chen Qianzhao's eyes lit up!

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