When he hurried into the room.

didn't see the care in Zhang Jian's mouth, Chu Lange fell asleep on the bed in the middle of the room, and there were two maids guarding beside him, and Yu Feiyin was not seen.

Zhuo Yilan only learned that he had fallen for Zhang Jian.

When the two maids saw Zhuo Yilan, they immediately knelt down and saluted.

Zhuo Yilan looked at the sleeping person on the bed, lowered his voice and asked, "How is Niangniang?" ”

A maid boldly replied, "Niangniang just fell asleep." ”

"It's just the two of you?" Zhuo Yilan looked around.

The maid said, "Your Majesty, there are only two slaves and maids." ”

“…… Well, you guys stand down. ”

Zhuo Yilan's eyes flashed with essence.

If he questioned this, Zhang Jian's guy would probably have already said something. For example, he misunderstood something, etc.

The two maids retreated.

Zhuo Yilan approached the bed, bent down to approach her, the room was incense, and he could still smell a faint smell of wine. He wasn't around, and she dared to drink secretly.

Looking at her delicate red lips, he lowered his head and kissed it.

The soft touch, sweetly brushing the bottom of the heart, is just like the taste in memory.

"It's okay to be drunk ......"

Zhuo Yilan curled the corners of his mouth, and the peach blossoms rippled with a different spring color. He took a cloak, wrapped her whole body, picked her up, and walked outside.

Zhang Jian held a folding fan in his hand and appeared elegantly.

I happened to bump into this scene in the cloister.

Zhang Jian asked: "Your Majesty, what are you ......?"

"I'm going to take Achu back to the palace, I'm disturbing today." Zhuo Yilan said with a smile.

Zhang Jian said indifferently, "Chu Mansion is Ah Chu's maiden home, so I can't talk about disturbing it." ”

"You're right."

Zhuo Yilan hugged Achu and crossed Zhang Jian, walked a few steps and suddenly stopped, "That's right." Ah Jian also drank a lot of bars today. ”

"I did drink a lot with Achu."

"In that case, the body should be fine, it's time to go to court. I hope to see Prime Minister Zhang tomorrow. Zhuo Yilan threw down this sentence and strode away with Chu Lange in his arms.

Zhang Jian immediately knew that he had been caught with pigtails.

He shouldn't admit he's drunk!

If a person is sick, he still drinks a fart wine?

Zhang Jian is not happy now, and he will go to Yamen tomorrow morning.

Zhuo Yilan hugged the person in his arms, there was no movement at first, but at this moment, his head was actually drilling into his arms, and his heart was as soft as water in an instant.

Lan Mu, Ah Wu and the others were guarding outside.

Lifting the curtain, Zhuo Yilan directly hugged Chu Lange and got into the car.

Sitting in the carriage, looking at the person in his arms, his expression kept changing, of course, a pair of hands could not be said to be peaceful, until a big hand caressed her face.

The tickling sensation made her raise her hand and wave it, waving his hand away.

He was startled, thinking she had woken up.

After waiting for a long time, he was relieved to see that she hadn't opened her eyes yet.

He pulled her closer to his arms again, "...... What am I doing in my heart? You were my ......"

She's his woman, okay?

Isn't everything he wants to do justifiably?

But just now he still had the illusion of being a thief.

His Majesty made some psychological advice, and he was a lot bolder, and immediately lowered his head and bit her lip...... The next breath, he froze.

She blinked in confusion, her eyes still hazy with drunkenness, "...... Ah Xiu? I actually dreamed...... It's a good dream. ”

He, "......"