I don't know if it's intentional or unlucky, Yan Zhuo, so he sat straight opposite Ning Yuan, the son of King Ning.

"Miss Yan, I haven't seen you for many days, I don't know how it will be in the near future?"

"The tired prince is worried, everything is fine. ”

Yan Zhuo replied respectfully, not hearing any emotion.

The prince touched his nose a little stupidly, and sure enough, this sudden invitation was not welcome.

And Ning Yuan, who had originally lowered his head, suddenly raised his head when he heard Yan Zhuo's voice.

His eyes were drunk, his face was red, and he muttered something in his mouth, but he couldn't hear it. I saw him, slammed the table, and staggered to his feet.

Yan Zhuo looked surprised, the prince of King Ning in her memory had never been so out of shape.

"Yan Zhuo!"

He shouted, with a hint of anger in his voice, as if she had done something sorry for him.

"What's the matter with the son?"

Yan Zhuo replied lightly, holding a glass of water in his hand and shaking it gently.

"You!"

He pointed at her and walked out from behind the table with "staggering", and actually walked to the middle and then to Yan Zhuo.

The anger on his face dissipated in an instant.

"Yan Zhuo," he smiled, calling her name again. The smell of wine on the shop is going down.

Yan Zhuo frowned, her body turned to the side, no matter what life she had, she hated alcohol, and even more hated drunk men.

A drunk to relieve a thousand sorrows?

Then wake up and the matter is settled?

No, on the contrary, there are a lot of drunk and mistaken people.

If it's really depression that can't be cured, then please find a place to get drunk and dream, and then deal with your own affairs with a clear mind.

You must know that any word is said when you are sober, and it is the most powerful.

"Oh, I forgot, you don't like the smell of alcohol. ”

When he saw Yan Zhuo's performance, he was suddenly stunned, and hurriedly moved a little farther away, waving his sleeve, wanting to dispel the rich smell of wine.

However, this chaotic dance is unlawful, and the smell of wine makes Yan Zhuo the whole person, and there is no way to avoid it.

She was a little surprised in her heart, but she let the smell of this wine smoke and couldn't think about anything. She frowned tightly and raised her voice and said, "Shizi, if you want anything, just say it." ”

"Yes, yes...... Say. Zhuo'er ......"

He suddenly became very affectionate again, walked to Yan Zhuo's table, squatted down, and looked directly into Yan Zhuo's eyes. The smile in his eyes was not hidden, and Yan Zhuo could clearly see her in his eyes.

And at this moment, his hand is to cover his veiled face.

"Shizi. ”

Mrs. Yan on the side frowned, and before Yan Zhuo could make a move, she stopped Ning Yuan's hand.

She suddenly opened her mouth, waking up a group of people watching the play.

"Son, please respect yourself!"

In Mrs. Yan's words, there was already a sense of anger.

"Brother Ning, if you have anything to say, you just have to say. ”

The prince coughed, watching the play was so fascinated that he forgot the consciousness of maintaining the situation.

Unexpectedly, the prince of Na Ning Wang didn't pay attention to it, as if he couldn't hear it.

"Zhuo'er," he smiled, his hand down honestly.

"Isn't your face intact, why do you wear a veil?

His words had no beginning or end, but they shocked everyone.

Yan Zhuo and Mrs. Yan were surprised by how he learned the truth, did they guess, or did they really know?

What surprised others was that this prince of Ning Wang said it so firmly, is it true, or is it drunk nonsense? You know, not long ago in Dongwei, Yan Zhuo's true face was revealed, but let everyone, ...... When I think about it, I lose my appetite.

I can't admit it, and in my heart, a decision flashed in an instant.

"Shizi, I know you hate me for being ugly, but you don't have to humiliate me like this. ”

Her face was ashamed, her eyes were red, and her angry and sad posture did not seem to be fake.

"Zhuo'er, I can't love your alluring face, how can I hate it?"

Ning Yuan hurriedly defended, his drunken eyes smiled, and there was a deep look of infatuation and attachment in his eyes.

Everyone looked at each other in amazement.

Yan Zhuo for a while, she didn't say a word, her brows furrowed slightly, what's wrong with Ning Yuan, how can it be compared to the past, it is actually like two people?

"His Royal Highness the Prince, if you let us come, you will listen to these Meng Lang's words, then please forgive me and Zhuo'er for being rude. ”

Mrs. Yan flicked her sleeves and stood up, she is now cultivating, although they can't see her ability, however, the momentum of this whole body is full, but it makes the prince feel a little oppressed.

It seems that Mrs. Yan is very angry.

"Duchess Guo, I didn't expect Brother Ning to be drunk and talk like this. This time, it's really mine, you take the eldest lady first. ”

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince smiled apologetically.

"Your Highness, farewell. ”

Mrs. Yan flicked her sleeves and pulled Yan Zhuo to leave.

It was the first time for Yan Zhuo to see her mother so strong, and she only felt a sense of security, and her eyes were dotted with admiration.

She stood up and was about to leave, but she might as well be stopped by Ning Yuan.

"Zhuo'er, don't go~"

He staggered, and spoke with a pleading tone.

"We have been sleeping together for more than ten years, how can you bear to do this to me?"

Another thunderclap exploded.

There was a sudden suffocation in the air, and there was a feeling of suffocation.

The crown prince swallowed with difficulty, "Brother Ning, wake up, what nonsense are you talking about!"

He saw Mrs. Yan's cold eyebrows, and there was a fierce look in her eyes, obviously angry, and hurriedly reprimanded.

It's just that the fact that Ning Yuan has ruined the woman's reputation is true, even if he is drunk, but this Meng Lang is rude, doesn't it still show that he has a bad character?

If it weren't for Yan Zhuo, who is only ten years old now, how would he make a girl's family live?

Alas!

The prince sighed and shook his head.

This prince of Ning Wang, how did he become such a virtuous character after drinking?

"His Royal Highness the Prince," Mrs. Yan turned around and said coldly: "Please tell the prince that my Zhenguo Mansion has now seen the character of the prince clearly, and we must withdraw from this marriage." Zhuo'er, let's go!"

Yan Zhuo's slightly meaningful gaze looked at Ning Yuan.

He was drunk, really drunk, and he was still drunk, but it was precisely because he was drunk that his feelings could be revealed unscrupulously.

She didn't know why he was sad and why he wanted to keep her, after all, in that dream, he was also the one who deceived her, and he had been using her...... A person like him only has the word "benefit" in his heart, how can there be love?

But at this moment, what she knew was that the sadness in his eyes and heart was completely true.

Does it hurt?

Hehe, the pain is right.