He had long known that Xia Ziluo had only Murong Xitian in his heart.

But he still had extravagant hopes that one day Xia Ziluo could see his heart clearly and then give up Murong Xitian and choose him.

"What a good wine..." Ye Mu Ran's eyes faintly shone with tears, and he drank two more jars without hesitating.

Ju Qing looked at the night wall Ran who only knew how to drink wine. He knew that he was suffering, and he held his hand worriedly to prevent him from drinking.

Ye Mi Ran raised her head and smiled bitterly at Ju Qing: "Don't worry, I won't be drunk."

"It's okay if you're drunk. What I'm afraid of is that you're just not drunk, and you're only sad." Ju Qing sighed.

It’s strange to drink. When you don’t want to get drunk, you’ll get drunk after a little bit; when you want to buy a drunk, you’ll never get drunk.

"I'm even more worried when I drink to drown my sorrow? I just want to drink..." Ye Mu Ran snatched back the jar of wine, raised it up and slapped it all over again.

Juqing could no longer persuade her, so she had to drink with her.

The night is getting darker, and occasionally a light breeze blows, but it cannot blow away the sultry summer night. The sky is gradually covered with dark clouds and signs of heavy rain.

In the royal palace, Murong Xitian Gang brought Xia Ziluo, who was drunk in mud, back to Luo Meiting.

When Xiuxiu saw Xia Ziluo, she thought Xia Ziluo was injured or sick, and her face turned pale with anxiety: "Prince, Princess, this is..."

"I accidentally drank wine, went to prepare sobering soup, and then fed hot water." Murong Xitian ordered, and then put Xia Ziluo on the bed.

Unexpectedly, Xia Ziluo, who was originally confused and seemed to be asleep, woke up at this moment.

Her half-drunk and half-awake eyes narrowed, and her agile eyes stared at Murong Xitian's face: "Murong...Murong Xitian!"

"Huh? What?" Murong Xitian thought she was a little awake and sat down to look at her.

"What? Should I ask you if you are fine? This is my room, why are you here?" Xia Ziluo had just finished his fierceness and suddenly pouted, looking pitiful, "Oh, I understand. Are you here to tell me that you are going to be with your cousin?"

Ye Zixuan?

Why do she think randomly when she wakes up, and drink too much or do this?

Murong Xitian's eyebrows were about to be tied into knots: "I dare to drink again next time, let's see me fix you?"

"Didn't leave me? I know that you only have your cousin in your heart. If you leave me, you can marry your cousin and be the one with her for a lifetime. It's better to have ten or eight more people." Xia Ziluo heard Murong Xitian's words incorrectly, and sniffled sadly, while taking a hand and pounding his chest.

"When did I say I've been divorced? You've been having trouble and divorce!" Murong Xitian was a little angry and talked about serious matters with a drunk person, which was like debating the truth with a madman and playing the piano randomly.

Murong Xitian reached out helplessly and rubbed Xia Ziluo's head: "I drank the sobering soup for a while and went to bed."

"No, why are you ordering me? It's not my father!" Xia Ziluo hated his tone and pouted to resist.
Chapter completed!