Get the resurrection scroll, and eat melons and meat after entering the book

Wu Qing: "Please spare me, that's General Wang, I can't even think about it, it's too scary!"

She burped, and the alcohol started to move upwards, reaching the top of her head.

Helian Suxue's eyes also became blurred. "If it's not him, then who could it be? Who else do we both know..." As she spoke, her eyes suddenly lit up. "It can't be - my cold and icy ninth brother, right? What do you think?"

Wu Qing was drunk and smiled, nodded slightly, and slowly lay down on the stone table. It was not known whether she heard what Helian Suxue said.

Helian Suxue pushed Wu Qing and said, "Speak up, speak up! It's a crucial moment. Are you pretending to be drunk or is it real?"

But Wu Qing was heard mumbling, "So cool, so pretty!" and then only her even breathing remained.

After pushing Wu Qing several times without any movement, Helian Suxue remembered that she had sent everyone out and sighed, "It's my turn." But there was no one around to serve her, so she got up and said, "Just stay here for a while. I'll get someone to make you some hangover soup."

She staggered out, thinking she knew the way. She thought she was in her own Winter Palace...

Besides, Helian Han also heard about Wu Qing's birthday. Thinking that she was just a little palace maid, no one would celebrate her birthday for her, he wanted to ask Seventh Sister what reward to give to the little palace maid.

Unexpectedly, I couldn't find my Seventh Sister. When I passed by here, I saw the female guard beside my Seventh Sister standing outside Desheng Hall. I asked, "Why is Seventh Sister here?"

The female guard bowed and said, "The Seventh Princess said she wanted to give Miss Wu a special gift and asked me to guard it outside so that no one else could see it."

Helian Han touched the scar on his brow bone, turned around and walked away. He walked straight to the east wall, climbed up the wall, and entered the yard.

This Desheng Hall was originally the Shangshufang when they were young. Several princes studied here. Although he didn't know how the third brother moved his bedroom here for no reason, it didn't stop him from being very familiar with the rooms inside.

After turning around for a while, a breeze suddenly blew, bringing the fragrance of osmanthus.

Helian Han was stunned. Osmanthus? It was only a few months ago, how could there be the fragrance of osmanthus?

He followed the scent, and the further he walked, the stronger it became. No, this wasn't the scent of osmanthus, it was the scent of osmanthus wine.

Following the scent of alcohol, Helian Han found the west backyard outside Meiwu. As soon as he passed through the small door, he saw someone lying on the stone table.

Only when I got closer did I realize it was Wu Qing, but she was drunk and lying on the stone table.

Wu Qing clearly heard what Helian Suxue asked her. At first she hesitated whether to say it, but the alcohol quickly overwhelmed her normal thinking.

I felt dazed and floating, the face of the person in front of me was sometimes clear and sometimes blurry, but no matter how I looked at it, I felt it was Helian Han.

Haha, it’s Helian Han, and he comes to push me... This man is so arrogant, so cool, and so handsome!

What's there to be afraid of if he's cold? I'll warm him up.

After that, someone was still talking, but it sounded like a lullaby. As Wu Qing listened, she slowly lay down on the table.

Her heavy eyelids struggled for a moment, but were succumbed to sleepiness. Her upper eyelids drooped and finally closed, and her head fell on the arm of the stone table.

When Helian Han approached, Wu Qing was sleeping soundly, her chest rising and falling evenly, her face flushed from the alcohol, her thick eyelashes like wings fluttering slightly with her breathing, and she looked extremely well-behaved.

Helian Han had never thought that this person was so good-looking, and the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously.

He moved gently and patted Wu Qing, "Wake up, go back to your room and sleep."

Wu Qing didn't hear anything at all.

How much alcohol had she drunk? Helian Han was so close that he could even smell the alcohol on her breath, which was mixed with the fragrance of osmanthus, and was very pleasant.

The sweet aroma of wine with her body temperature constantly stimulated his nose and the skin on his lips.

Helian Han knew in his heart that they were too close and that it was wrong, but he lowered his head and looked at Wu Qing's rosy cheeks and just didn't want to leave.

It was different from the sunny and bright way he talked about flowers and trees during the day, and it was also different from the person who bossed him around, scolded him, and even told him to get out last night.

Wu Qing now looked like a soft little ball, which made his heart tremble for no reason.

He had seen female generals like Seventh Sister before, and he had never been intimidated by them, because his aura was more powerful and terrifying. But last night, he had to admit that he was shocked by her aura.

How can she be so strong at one moment and yet so soft like a cloud at another?

Helian Han felt like he was hit by something very lightly, but it hit his heart.

I don’t know what kind of attraction it was that led him to come closer again and again.

By the time Helian Han reacted, he was almost touching those red lips.

Is it restraint, or following one's heart? Helian Han closed his eyes and stood up straight.

Looking around, there was no one there, so he could only accept his fate, bend down, and pick up the person horizontally.

There were ripples in Helian Han's eyes, but another voice told him that this shouldn't be the case.

He stretched his lips into a sharp line, using more strength than when hugging a person to resist the urge to kiss her. He carried the person into Xifeng Pavilion and placed her on the dragon bed of his third brother.

He thought it would be nice to walk out and breathe some fresh air.

But as soon as Helian Han turned around, the person on the dragon bed suddenly whimpered.

Helian Han turned back hesitantly, but saw a tear suddenly slide down the corner of the girl's eye and flow into her black hair in an instant.

The fingers had their own consciousness, and suddenly, lightly, they stroked against the path of the tears, until they reached the corners of the eyes.

Just catching a new tear.

He didn't want her to cry anymore, but he didn't know how to make her stop, so he just wiped it mechanically, and soon his hands were wet.

The corners of the girl's eyes turned red from his rubbing.

Tears with Wu Qing's body temperature fell on Helian Han's fingers, but for no reason they burned his heart and made him feel sore.

Such a bright and passionate girl, such a terrifying girl, could actually shed tears so silently, as if she would break at the slightest touch.

Helian Han leaned on the edge of the couch with both hands, his veins bulging and his knuckles turning white... It took him great willpower to allow himself to kiss away the tear from the corner of the eye instead of eating the person in front of him.

But that drop of salty tear did not extinguish the fire in his heart, but made it burn even more vigorously.

He bit his lip and asked with difficulty, "Why are you crying?" His voice was terribly hoarse and dry, no longer the bass that Wu Qing liked.

No one answered him, only more tears silently rolled down his face.