Xu Hu was drinking, and suddenly felt his wrist being held by a soft and warm hand, and his body was slightly stiff.

He turned around and saw Leng Rushuang's eyes were blurred, her cheeks were flushed, and she looked at him with a faint expression.

"Leng, Leng Girl."

He sobered up a little while his alcohol was busy breaking free.

Leng Rushuang was dragged by him and stood up with his strength.

She hugged his arm and murmured, "Why do you always leave me alone here? Do you know how many years I have been waiting for you... Every year, every day, I can only watch your back leave. You are too far away..."

Although Xu Hu was a little drunk, his mind was still clear.

He knew that the person this woman was not him.

It's not that he wants to stay.

He also knew a little about Leng Rushuang and the King of Qin.

However, he didn't expect that this woman who looks charming and free and easy on weekdays would have such a sad and resentful side.

He helped her, let her sit in the chair, gently took her hand away, and said, "Miss Leng, you are drunk. Here is Xu Hu, not Prince Qin."

The picture in front of Leng Rushuang's eyes is blurry.

The other party's voice was also low and unclear.

She only knew that he was the King of Qin.

It was the man she had thought about for twenty years.

She has stayed here for the past twenty years just to wait for him to come and watch him leave.

And this time, she didn't want to let go.

She wanted to keep him.

Xu Hu took her hand away and she held it tightly again.

"Prince, don't leave, have a drink with me for a while." She muttered.

Xu Hu was silent for a moment, then sat back in the chair and said, "Well, it's okay anyway. Tonight, I, Lao Xu, will sacrifice my life to accompany the gentleman!"

Leng Rushuang was happy when she saw that he was willing to stay. She groped and poured him wine, and said with a smile: "Where is a gentleman? The prince is also confused..."

Xu Hu said: "Stop drinking. Why not drink tea."

"Tea?" Leng Rushuang stood up with the table, "The teapot is probably cold. I'll cook a pot..."

Xu Hu said, "Miss Leng sits and stops moving, I'll go make tea."

He got up and went to the kitchen.

Leng Rushuang held her chin and looked at him vaguely as he walked into the kitchen. She thought to herself, when will the prince be willing to cook?

On a snowy night in the cold winter, there was a man willing to cook tea for himself, and he felt...

Really good.

When Xu Hu came back with a teapot, he found that she was lying on the table and was already asleep.

He smiled helplessly and poured a cup of tea for himself to drink.

Most of the wine has sobered up.

He has a lot of alcohol, but he drinks this way because he drinks so much.

It was snowing outside, and the charcoal basin in the house was almost burning out.

If you leave her here and ignore her, you will definitely catch a cold at night.

Xu Hu thought about it, helped her up, and casually pushed open the door of a guest room, allowing her to lie on the bed and cover it with a quilt.

After doing all this, he went downstairs and walked home in the snow.

Although it was windy and snowy on the way back, when he recalled the soft hands that belonged to women, his heart couldn't help but feel a little throbbing.

His wife has been ill for a long time. He is busy with the affairs of the Jinyiwei and has to take care of the children.

It has been a long time since I was so close to a woman.

Stepping on the snow, his steps became a little lighter.

...

After Leng Rushuang woke up, she found herself sleeping in the guest room, feeling confused for a moment.

She lifted the quilt and got out of bed, went to the lobby downstairs, and saw the young man sweeping the floor and packing the dishes.
Chapter completed!