On the night of the broken engagement, the paranoid prince came to me crying and asking for my statu

"not me..."

Fu Jingrong had just opened his mouth when he met Su Sui'an's inquiring eyes.

"Your Highness, do you not like these foods made with white flour?"

The woman in front of him asked seriously.

Fu Jingrong closed his eyes, picked up a fermented rice ball and put it in his mouth with a fearless look on his face.

The rich aroma of wine instantly filled my mouth.

Add to that the soft, glutinous and sweet soup balls.

It doesn’t seem that hard to accept.

It was rare for Su Sui'an to see Fu Jingrong have such a "lively" expression, so he sat down and ate the remaining bowl of meatballs.

Seeing that the person next to him only ate one meatball and stopped eating, Su Sui'an gently pushed the person next to him with his elbow.

"What, not to your liking?"

It was fine if you didn't move just now.

This move.

Fu Jingrong hit his head on the table.

It makes a crisp sound.

If Su Sui'an hadn't quickly moved the fermented rice balls in front of him, someone would have been "drowned" in the balls by now.

"No, I didn't poison you, don't faint."

Su Sui'an patted Fu Jingrong on the shoulder.

I just happened to see his face turn as red as a boiled shrimp.

"No way, you're drunk after eating just one fermented rice dumpling?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Sui'an quickly got up and went to find water for him to wash his face.

It was late at night, and she didn't want to call anyone, for fear of ruining Fu Jingrong's reputation, which would be her fault.

Fortunately, Liu'er and Mei'er have always had the habit of leaving water in her room.

When Su Sui'an came back from the ear room after washing the handkerchief, the redness on the face of the person who had just been flushed had disappeared.

He was holding his chin and looking at her with a smile.

This smile...

It was a little different from what she had seen before...

Before Su Sui'an could think about it, the person sitting at the table had already waved at her.

"come here."

The words were clearly articulated, with a different kind of tenderness.

Su Sui'an held the handkerchief, carefully moved closer to him, and called out cautiously.

"Prince, do you want to wash your face?"

Fu Jingrong smiled slightly, "I'm Beggar Chicken, do you want to come over and eat?"

Su Sui'an's temples were throbbing.

"Prince... stop making trouble..."

Before she could finish her words, she was pulled into Fu Jingrong's arms.

His steps were so steady that he didn't look like a drunk person at all.

If it weren't for the obvious smell of alcohol on him, Su Sui'an would have suspected that he was really pretending to be drunk.

In her entire life, she had never seen anyone get drunk after eating fermented rice balls.

While she was thinking, a piece of white but strong arm was placed next to her mouth.

"Come, have a chicken drumstick."

This rippling sound, coupled with his little expression as if he was presenting a treasure.

Su Sui'an: "..."

Fu Jingrong, when you wake up tomorrow, you'd better not think about what happened tonight, otherwise I'm afraid you will kill me.

"Don't you want to eat chicken legs? Then I'll teach you how to eat beggar's chicken?"

Su Sui'an had given up trying to reason with the drunkard.

I could only follow his meaning and nodded perfunctorily with a smile, "Ah, okay, okay, eat, eat beggar's chicken."

As she spoke, she wanted to take the opportunity to wipe his face with the handkerchief in her hand.

Unfortunately, before the handkerchief touched him, he threw it away.

"Then peel off my skin. Isn't it covered with yellow mud and lotus leaves?"

After saying that, Fu Jingrong actually took her hand to untie his belt.

"Hey..."

Before he finished speaking, his jade-studded belt had already loosened and fallen to the ground.

Su Sui'an held his forehead weakly and looked up at the sky.

In his mind, he repeated the names of the secret guards that Fu Jingrong sent last time, as well as Yi Fan and Yi Zhi.

No one came...

Seeing that Fu Jingrong was muttering about skinning her and eating beggar's chicken while trying to take off his underwear, Su Sui'an hurried forward to stop him.

"It's OK. It's really OK."

Fu Jingrong looked at Su Sui'an with drunken eyes, as if he was confirming something with her.

Seeing that Su Sui'an didn't move at all, he could only look at her with a disappointed face, "You... do you think this beggar chicken is not delicious? So you didn't peel the skin and eat me?"

I'm afraid I'll skin you and eat you. Tomorrow I will be skinned by the people from Dingbei Palace.

Looking at the harmless face of the person in front of him, Su Sui'an forced a smile that was uglier than crying.

This was the second time in her life that she invited someone to dinner, but she didn't expect that something bad would happen again.

Watching him enthusiastically invite her to "eat chicken".

Su Sui'an suddenly had an idea and found a good reason for himself.

"I like to eat hot food. You're cold now. How about...warming it up first?"

Fu Jingrong stared at her with eyes wide open. "My yellow mud has been broken into pieces. How can I hide in the earth pit?"

This ancestor!!

Su Sui'an was about to cry, "If it doesn't work, can we steam it again?"

"...Where's the steamer?"

Su Sui'an looked around and found that the only place that could accommodate him was her bed.

She gritted her teeth and pointed with her backhand, "See that steamer? It's used for steaming chicken."

Never mind, at worst she'll just sleep on the floor tonight.

"Why is the color of the steamer so light?" Fu Jingrong took a curve and flew to her bed with his footsteps. He also picked up a light-colored gauze curtain and squinted his eyes to take a closer look. "This steamer is foggy. Is it moldy?"

Su Sui'an didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Oh, right, right, it's too late to wash it now. I'll wash it after we eat the beggar's chicken."

"Indeed, being hungry is the most uncomfortable." Fu Jingrong agreed with it and lay down on the "steamer".

In a flash, when he lay down, Su Sui'an had already covered him with the quilt, fearing that he would catch a cold by accident and delay her plan.

"hot..."

"It's hot, right? Aren't you in a steamer now?"

"Yeah, I'm almost done..."

The drunk in the bed finally gave up struggling.

After a while, his breathing became more even.

Su Sui'an let out a breath slowly.

This guy can even get drunk by eating rice wine balls. It's really scary.

From now on, he must never be allowed to drink alcohol.

...

A hint of paleness appeared on the horizon.

Fu Jingrong was awakened by thirst.

I was half asleep and only felt that the fragrance between my nostrils was extremely familiar.

He pursed his cracked lips and shouted "Change the flag".

"water..."

There was a noise beside him, and then he seemed to be helped up, and felt a slight coolness on his lips.

It was a thick-glazed porcelain cup.

When did thick-glazed porcelain cups appear in your house?

The body is more honest than the mind.

When this question popped up in Fu Jingrong's mind, he was already greedily drinking the water in the cup.

When he was put back on the bed, he opened his eyes in confusion and found that the color and pattern of the bed curtains had changed.

Also, he seemed to have touched something soft just now.

When did Yi Zhi's body become so soft?

"How are you feeling? Do you have a headache?"

! !

Fu Jingrong was startled and immediately woke up, looking at the people around him with wide eyes.

"you you you..."