The prince is very cruel

"Young Master..." Tang Xiang'er apologized and felt very guilty.

"It's okay." Guan Ning immediately drank a glass.

"Come again!"

"..."

Gradually, the entire box was filled with the sound of people playing finger-guessing games, not just Guan Ning and Yuan Xiang, but also Li Zhibao, Yan Qing and others.

They learned Guan Ning's new style of finger-guessing and enjoyed it very much.

Everyone has forgotten their own identity. They are no longer the eldest daughter or the prince. They feel that they are accompanied by the world and live a grand life.

Time passes and the snowy night is beautiful.

Yuan Xiang soon became drunk and was defeated. Liu Mang and Shi Yuan quickly took over.

The drinking competition entered a white-hot stage. Jar after jar of wine was emptied. The terrifying drinking capacity made Li Zhibao and others dumbfounded!

Liu Mang and Shi Yuan, the two men in the bar, gradually blushed and no longer had a blank expression. On the other hand, Guan Ning seemed fine.

A few hours later, it was already midnight.

boom!

With Liu Mang's head hitting the table, the drinking party finally came to an end.

"belch!!"

Guan Ning burped loudly and felt a little dizzy. At his feet were bottles and jars. The wine he had drunk was counted in cans at least.

Most people would be shocked if they saw this. Who could drink so much alcohol?

Guan Ning shook his head vigorously and pushed Yuan Xiang's hand: "Get up, it's time to go back!"

Even though he can drink a lot, he was still a little drunk.

You have to know that ancient wine was not distilled and was actually just rice wine, which is why Guan Ning was so confident.

"No, I didn't lose, I want to drink more!" Yuan Xiang was already drunk, talking nonsense, his cheeks to his neck were as red as rosy clouds.

At this moment, Yan Qing and Li Zhibao had already sent Tang Xiang'er and Song Yu back, leaving only the two of them still drinking.

Originally, Guan Ning didn't want to drink for so long. After all, this was not the later times, but the ancient times. Who would drink until midnight? But Yuan Xiang insisted on having a winner.

"Be good and get up!"

"No, no, I'm not drunk, I didn't lose, waiter, bring some wine, bring some wine..."

Guan Ning didn't care about her at all. Despite being drunk, he put one of the man's hands on his shoulder and walked out.

A carriage had been parked at the back door of Zuixianlou early and was waiting there.

As soon as he saw someone coming out, he immediately greeted him: "Sir."

Guan Ning nodded: "Thank you for your hard work, let's go."

"I dare not, please come in, sir." Someone from Prince Ping's mansion put up a stool.

Guan Ning carried Yuan Xiang on his back, and the carriage soon began to travel through the streets on a snowy night. At this moment, Yuan Xiang was still talking drunkenly.

"I didn't lose!"

"continue!"

"continue!"

Guan Ning held her down, preventing her from moving or falling to the ground.

Suddenly, Yuan Xiang sat up, his hands tightly hooked around Guan Ning's neck, breathing hot air, his drunken eyes blurry and blurry.

"Do you just want to abandon me?"

"Do you really have to go?"

Guan Ning looked at Yuan Xiang who was so close to him, her delicate face and rosy lips. Just one glance and his breathing became heavier.

"You're drunk." He turned his head away, afraid to do anything impulsive.

"I'm not drunk!"

"Answer me!"

"Do you hate me?"

The drunk Yuan Xiang had lost all consciousness and was so bold that he sat directly on Guan Ning, face to face.

"Fuck!"

"Auntie, come down quickly!" Guan Ning tried hard to avoid her, but Yuan Xiang refused to let go.

"Please, don't go."

Suddenly, a sentence made Guan Ning stunned.

Yuan Xiang's tears flowed down her cheeks as she spoke drunken words, but these were also the most vulnerable words from deep within her heart. If she hadn't been drunk, she would never have said them to save face.

"My mother died when I was a child, and my father was busy with military affairs, so no one took care of me."

"Those people in the mansion are afraid of me and don't dare to play with me."

"You're all I have."

"Can you please not leave me? I'm afraid of being alone."

Guan Ning felt the wetness on his shoulders; it was tears.

He opened his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know what to say. The carriage was quiet, with only the howling of the wind and snow outside and the sound of the wheels.