When he climbed upstairs, he saw a drunken man leaning against the railing, and he leaned over to take a look and found that it was Jing Ran.

"Yuwang?"

Shen Ran smelled the strong smell of wine on his body, and looked at the wine jar full of wine around him, and he didn't know how much wine he had drunk.

He and Jing Ran usually don't have any friendship, but they have only met a few times, but seeing him drunk like this, he can't let it go, so he called Xiao Er and asked him how long Jing Ran had been drinking in the restaurant.

"The villain doesn't remember, the prince has been in our restaurant for the past few days, drinking constantly, drinking when he wakes up, and sleeping when he is drunk."

The guys didn't dare to stop him, so they could only follow him, and they didn't know what Jing Ran was stimulated.

Shen Ran looked at him all over the body, and his body was dirty, thinking about the people coming and going in the restaurant, he was a prince anyway, and if something happened, he couldn't afford it.

He thought about it and felt that the royal affairs should be solved by the royal people, so he asked the people around him to go to the Chen Palace, and sent a letter to them, asking them to help get Jing Ran back.

"I'd better go."

Meng said after receiving Shen Moran's letter.

Seeing that Jing Qicheng's eyes were a little worried, she smiled faintly, what, did he think he couldn't handle it?

"Although Jing Ran usually rarely speaks, I know his temper."

He is soft on the outside and rigid on the inside, and his temper is stubborn.

"You have to face it, don't you?"

Jing Qicheng still needs to recuperate, so let yourself do these things to worry about.

She changed into plain clothes, and only took Mo Han and an entourage to the restaurant, Jing Ran's wine woke up a little, he still had to continue drinking, Shen Moran couldn't persuade him, he was having a headache.

"You're here."

Shen Moran pointed at Jing Ran, but he couldn't persuade him, so he handed it over to Meng to comb his eyebrows.

Jing Ran was dazed and saw the woman he was thinking about day and night standing in front of him, and subconsciously raised his hand to touch her face.

He seemed to see her and dream about it.

"Lord Yu is self-respecting."

Meng combed his eyebrows and whispered.

She is Jingran's sister-in-law, and they should abide by etiquette and duty between them.

Her cold voice was like the best sobering medicine, which suddenly made Jing Ran sober up.

Yes, she is her own sister-in-law.

He suddenly laughed out loud, where is he a prince, he is obviously just a clown who jumps off the beam.

"Come on, send the prince back."

There are many people in the restaurant, and if he wants to drink, he will go back to Yuwang's mansion.

Meng was worried that if he was drunk and said something he shouldn't say, he would probably be listened to by someone with a heart.

"I don't understand."

Jing Ran muttered to himself.

He raised his head and looked at Meng Combrow, since she already knew her identity, why didn't she speak up? It's good to break his mind early.

and Jing Qicheng, in vain, he always felt that Jing Qicheng was the closest to him among all the princes, but in the end, even he was deceiving himself.

They have so many opportunities to tell the truth to themselves, why do they keep thinking of themselves as fools!

Jing Ran was angry and picked up a wine jar and smashed it to the ground.

"Mo Han, you go and let the other guests in the restaurant leave."

After the restaurant was clean, Meng Combrow sat down beside Jing Ran, picked up the wine jug on the table and poured himself a glass of wine.

"This cup is my atonement to you."

Meng combed his eyebrows and raised his head, and drank the wine down.

The wine Jing Ran drank was very strong, and after drinking it, her stomach felt like it was burned by fire.

She took a deep breath and said, "Can you accept what I explained before?" ”

There are too many misunderstandings between them, neither he nor Jing Qicheng ever thought of hurting Jing Ran, everything is a mistake, and creation makes people.

If Jing Ran is unwilling to forgive herself, she has nothing to say, but she hopes that Jing Ran understands that Jing Qicheng has always regarded him as a younger brother, not a prince.

"Really?"

Jing Ran laughed, don't you think it's ridiculous to say this kind of thing now?

That day, Mo Han rushed to Yuwang's Mansion for help, saying that Jing Qicheng was in trouble, and he rushed over with all the soldiers without the slightest hesitation, but in the end, he knew that his brother Wang was lying to him.

There are so many men in Qingguo, but why is it Jing Qicheng!

"I don't want to justify anything, whatever you want to do is your freedom."

There is only so much Meng can do with his eyebrows.

She couldn't stay any longer, and was just about to get up and leave, when suddenly Jing Ran held her hand tightly.

His voice was pleading.

"I am also the prince, you can also be my princess, I promise that I will be very good to you and will definitely not lose to him."

"Lord Wang!"

Meng combbed his eyebrows and pulled out his hand vigorously.

Jing Ran should have understood that she was unwilling, and the moment she decided to take Jing Qicheng as the heir, she was not considering any possibility.

Jing Ran put down his hand dejectedly, he didn't understand where he lost, and he didn't understand why God was making such a joke with himself.

"If you want to keep drinking, drink it, and take your leave."

Watching Meng comb's skirt disappear on the steps and finally disappear, Jing Ran's smile was full of bitterness, and finally turned into tears and dropped into the wine jug in front of him.

Meng Combrow didn't know if Jing Ran could listen to her advice, and what she was most worried about now was whether Jing Ran would fall to the prince.

But if he really chooses the prince, it is also helpless.

It would be good if he didn't come forward to stop Meng Xiangrong when he saw Jing Ran for the first time, although it would bring shame to the reputation of the Meng family, it would be much better than the current ending.

Jing Qicheng's body was already well, but he couldn't blow the wind yet, so Meng Combrow specially instructed Shopkeeper Zhu to spend a lot of money to buy a finch gold tweed cloak.

This is the material of the Persian tribute, which is sewn with a layer of ink fox fur, which can be very warm even on the coldest winter days.

"Are you sure you want me to dress like this to go to court?"

Jing Qicheng was very grateful to Meng for combing his eyebrows, but this body was too gorgeous.

As soon as he raised his hand to take off the cloak, Meng combed his eyebrows and coughed lightly, played with a piece of warm jade in his hand and said casually: "If someone can't get out of bed for a few days of illness, I won't be nosy." ”

Jing Qicheng silently re-tied the hat rope and wore it like a peacock.

Chun Xing said with a smile In the palace, only Meng Comb Mei can control Jing Qicheng, seeing that the prince is so majestic outside, he still has to listen to Miss when he gets home.

"Don't be poor, go and see if the medicinal food in the kitchen is ready, and the prince will eat it when he comes back."

Chun Xing said yes again and again, those medicinal foods are all a piece of her own young lady's heart, and she can't be sloppy.