After the eldest sister-in-law of a fishing family became a widow, her disabled younger brother-in-l

During the banquet, toasts were exchanged and drinks were poured, and before long, two of the wine jars were empty.

Jiang Yuyue drank to her heart's content, completely unaware that the two people in front of her merely touched their wine glasses to their lips, rather than actually drinking it like she did.

Jiang Qimo, who was sitting to the side, was already yawning. Seeing this, Jiang Yuyue stood up unsteadily and waved her hand, "No more drinking today, the child needs to sleep."

Seeing this, Song Jinglan gave Jiang Feili a look, and Jiang Feili's lips twitched slightly. Was he asking Song Jinglan to help take the child away?

Although somewhat reluctant, Jiang Feili, with the intention of seeing things through to the end, finally stood up and took Jiang Qimo's hand.

“Young Master He, you’re still not done drinking, so please keep drinking. I’ll take care of Dazhuang here.”

Jiang Yuyue was already half drunk. Thinking that Jiang Feili was a thoughtful person, she didn't think much of it. She watched him lead the child up to the second floor of the inn, and then picked up her wine glass and took a big gulp.

"drink!"

Song Jinglan watched the scene with great interest. He had thought he would have to go to great lengths to persuade the man to drink tonight, but little did he know that the man in front of him was a drunkard. He didn't even need to say much; the man had already gotten himself drunk like this.

"Fill it up...fill it up!"

After several more drinks, Jiang Yuyue's face turned bright red, and she couldn't even sit up straight. She slumped onto the table, muttering incoherently.

"Young Master He, you are drunk."

Song Jinglan stood up and asked softly, "Are you sure you want to drink more?"

His response was a series of indistinct mumbles. Jiang Yuyue was now completely drunk and unconscious. Seeing this, Song Jinglan walked directly to her side and swiftly picked her up in his arms.

Jiang Yuyue was already drunk and had no idea of ​​her current situation. She leaned her head against Song Jinglan's chest, her eyes looking particularly dazed.

Although the person in his arms was a man, Song Jinglan's brows relaxed a bit as he felt the familiar touch.

It's probably not wrong.

There were still quite a few people in the inn, and when they suddenly saw a man picking up another man in such an ambiguous manner, their eyes turned strange.

Song Jinglan was in a great mood and didn't care about what others were saying. He picked up Jiang Yuyue and went upstairs.

As soon as he went upstairs, he ran into Jiang Feili, who had just put the child to sleep. He was dumbfounded by what he saw. Moreover, the posture was rather inappropriate for that man.

"That's so inappropriate of you!"

Jiang Feili found it somewhat amusing and couldn't help but tease him, but afraid of waking him up, he could only suppress his laughter. "You're lucky that not many people in this area know you, otherwise if you mistook someone for someone else, wouldn't you be accused of harassing an innocent man? Do you even care about your reputation?"

"man?"

Song Jinglan raised an eyebrow. "Now, she doesn't resemble a man at all."

After saying this, before Jiang Feili could even look at the person in his arms, Song Jinglan strode towards another room, not forgetting to give an instruction.

"You take care of the children tonight."

Jiang Feili's expression was somewhat subtle. It wasn't enough for him to become Doctor Jiang; he also had to take care of other people's children.

Upon entering the room, Song Jinglan gently placed the person on the bed.

Because of the wine, Jiang Yuyue's cheeks were flushed as if they had been smeared with rouge, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and there was a faint smile on her lips, as if she was savoring the mellow aroma of the wine. Her hair, which had been tied up high, had fallen down a little, with strands hanging down beside her ears, making her look completely different from the young master she had been before.

Song Jinglan quietly admired her current expression. He already had the answer in his heart, and the difference in appearance must be due to disguise.

To confirm his final guess, Song Jinglan reached out to touch her cheek, trying to find traces of disguise. But before he could even touch her face, Song Jinglan's hand was reflexively gripped tightly by her.

"……drink!"

In her daze, Jiang Yuyue uttered a few words intermittently. This was an unconscious action of hers. After all, she had gone to great lengths to change her name and identity in order to ensure the safety of her whole family. Therefore, she was extremely sensitive to anyone touching her face.

Even though he is now largely unconscious, his vigilance has not been relaxed due to being drunk.

Upon seeing this, Song Jinglan's gaze sharpened slightly. Even if Jiang Yuyue were awake, let alone when she was drunk, he could still forcefully check whether she was disguised. However, he did not intend to do so now.

After a moment's pause, Song Jinglan finally put his hand down, took the blanket from the side and gently covered her with it. He then poured her a cup of tea, helped her sit up a little, and fed her the tea.

In a daze, Jiang Yuyue felt that the person next to her was somewhat familiar, but her mind was too confused due to the alcohol. She could only grab Song Jinglan's clothes and her eyes were still blurry.

"You...which family's male prostitute are you?"

male prostitute?

Although she was mistaken for a male prostitute, Song Jinglan wasn't annoyed. He just stared at her with interest and asked, "Who do you think I am?"

"Quite good-looking...you can't be from Jinling, can you?"

Jiang Yuyue's breath carried a faint smell of alcohol as she scrutinized Song Jinglan's face, "He...doesn't look like he's from the capital...the capital!"

These words displeased Song Jinglan slightly. He straightened her head so she would look at him directly, "You seem to know so much about the scene, are you perhaps a regular at brothels?"

"Those... I wouldn't even look at them."

Jiang Yuyue's words carried a hint of disdain as she reached out and touched Song Jinglan's face, her fingertips lightly tracing his eyebrows and eyes. "There was that girl from the capital... the capital city, she was truly beautiful! But..."

"Just what?"

Song Jinglan frowned and pressed for an answer, but before Jiang Yuyue could finish speaking, she tilted her head and fell asleep. No matter how much he questioned her, he couldn't get a single answer.

Hearing the steady breathing of the person, Song Jinglan had no choice but to gently put her down again. Even though he was a little unhappy, he didn't do anything else.

When Jiang Yuyue woke up the next day, it was Jiang Qimo who woke her up by her bedside.

"Dad! Time to get up and have lunch!"

lunch?

A sudden headache from a hangover struck, and Jiang Yuyue sat up with her eyes half-closed. Looking at herself in the room, she was startled.

She only remembered drinking with Song Jinglan downstairs yesterday, but had no memory of what happened after that!

Thinking of this, she quickly lifted the blanket, checked that her clothes were intact, and then touched her cheek to make sure that the human skin mask on her face was still in place before she breathed a slight sigh of relief.

However, Jiang Yuyue was not entirely at ease. Would Song Jinglan, such a cunning person, be honest if she got drunk?