The night is getting darker, and the brightly lit palace is no different from day.

In the inner hall of the Heart Cultivation Palace, the man still sat under the window and drank one sip after another.

Some of the past events that are deeply engraved in my mind keep turning the pages, and finally freeze in a moment that is engraved in the bone marrow.

He shook his head abruptly, forcing himself to pull back his distant thoughts.

Raise the glass above your head and tilt it down, the inside of the glass empty.

I picked up the wine jar next to me and shook it, but the jar was empty.

"Zhang Deming, bring the wine!"

He hung his head and rubbed his brow with one hand.

Even if you drink the best wine in the world, you just can't get yourself drunk....

Picking up a gold bottle handed over to him, he stretched out his slender fingers with sharp bones to take it.

After raising his head and taking a big sip, his sword eyebrows frowned deeply, and his handsome face was majestic.

"Dog minion, dare to fool me with white water!"

The golden bottle was pinched in the palm of his hand and was seriously deformed, and he raised his eyes with anger to look over.

"Sunset ......"

When that delicate touch came into view, the dark complexion of the wind and rain was as warm as jade in an instant.

"Don't you know that it's more sorrowful to drown your sorrows with wine? There are many ways to vent without harming your body. ”

Su Xi stood in front of the man with a cold face.

"I'm not worried, I'm just a simple alcohol addiction."

Ling Juncheng straightened his sitting posture, as noble as ever.

How did she get here?

Did she find me because she didn't go to her palace?

But it was so embarrassing for her to see me look so down.

What should I do, this nightgown is ugly, will she suddenly feel that I am not handsome?

"Come with me."

The small, fair-skinned and soft hand took the man's broad palm and pulled him out of the seat.

The man didn't react for a while, but he also let her lead him out of the inner hall.

At the door of the inner hall, Zhang Deming held a thick stick and trembled as he watched the two figures leave the hall until they completely disappeared from sight.

He reached out and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, relieved.

Fortunately, the concubine came in time, otherwise......

He glanced silently at the stick in his hand.

In the end, the concubine is still relieved to live the long live master.

......

After Su Xi led Ling Juncheng out of the Heart Cultivation Palace, he was messy.

She dragged him for a moment toward the north, and when she realized that she was not in the right direction, she turned back and ran towards the south.

The delicate little body was tired and panting.

Squinting at the drunken man behind her, she blushed her delicate little face.

Damn, I just set the flag last time - if you get lost again, you won't be human!

So now even if he gets lost, he can't let him know.

She pretended to be calm.

The man hooked his lips and chuckled, and he was not drunk at all, and his eyes were blurred at this moment.

The little milk dog seems to have lost her way again, and the panicked little steps have betrayed her.

"Where do you want to take the emperor's cousin?"

As he spoke, he squeezed her hand in his palm.

"Don't talk nonsense, just follow me."

She frowned, still pretending to be calm.

I don't believe it, I can't find it!

He stared at her hesitant steps, his lips hooked and chuckled, the smile of the night bewitching.

It's a stubborn little goblin.

Su Xi stumbled in several directions, but never found the place he wanted to go.

Every road in the palace seemed exactly the same to her, even the courtyard.

She couldn't even find the direction of the Heart Cultivation Temple.

He stopped and looked around blankly.

Damn, if the palace is so big, it's not easy to get lost if you install a road sign or something.