Fast time travel to heal the villain little poor

Chapter 282 The Beautiful Prime Minister Is Disabled (40)

Chapter 282 The Beautiful Prime Minister Is Disabled (40)

"Miss Furong, you are here! Go in and persuade my master.

He has been shutting himself in the warm pavilion since he came back from the court, and just now he had someone prepare a lot of wine, and he couldn't stop him!

Master can't drink, I can't persuade him, Miss Fu Rong, go in and persuade him. "

Zifu felt that her arm hurt so badly from being grabbed, and suddenly she was almost pinched by Qingxuan under the tension.

Before she could break free, Qingxuan opened the door of the Nuan Pavilion and pushed her straight in.

Zifu: "..."

But I haven't seen her for a month, how did Xiao Zi's subordinates become so irritable?

Zi Fu didn't think too much about Rong Xuan because she had Rong Xuan in her heart, and quickly walked around the screen.

I saw Rong Xuan leaning over the table, clasping the jug tightly with his long fingers, his knuckles turned white, and the wine dripped all over the floor, soaking his clothes.

Zifu frowned slightly, and walked over to see how Rong Xuan was doing.

As soon as his fingers touched his arm, he subconsciously waved them away, and whispered with his lips: "Don't touch me."

Zifu bent down patiently, and called him softly, "Rong Ziyan, how old are you, and still lose your temper?"

Hearing a familiar voice, Rong Xuan slowly opened his slightly closed eyes.

Due to the rising smell of alcohol, his eyes, which were usually as calm as fine snow, were stained reddish, as if covered with a layer of water color, radiant and moist, reminiscent of a shimmering lake.

"fraud."

He raised his eyes and glanced at Zifu, then spit out two words from his lips.

The lips were smudged brilliantly by the wine, like rose petals in bud.

"fraud?"

These two words made a bend on the tip of Zifu's tongue, and she chuckled lightly: "Did you recognize me?"

Rong Xuan didn't speak, his eyes were slightly closed, and he tilted his head, as if he didn't want to see her.

His face was extremely red from the smell of alcohol, and he was no longer the elegant and quiet, gentleman like jade in the past.

It seems that it is a little more aggrieved and pitiful.

"My fault."

Zifu helped him up from the desk, held his drunken face in both hands, and apologized very seriously, "It's all my fault, I shouldn't have lied to you."

Rong Xuan seemed to be half asleep, half awake, and unconsciously said, "Why did you lie to me..."

"I don't want you to know my identity. I'm the one who wants to heal your leg. If I tell you that I'm a member of the royal family, will you let me heal it?"

Zi Fu didn't know if he could hear her, so she gently rubbed his flushed face, "You blame me for lying to you, you can vent your anger, what's the point of tossing your body? Can't I help you heal you when you're sick? "

Rong Xuan didn't respond, but unconsciously turned his face to one side and fell on her right hand.

Knowing that he was drunk, Zifu had no choice but to pick him up and put him on the bed.

Taking off the outer shirt soaked in alcohol, he called Qing Xuan who was guarding the door in, and asked him to fetch a basin of hot water.

Soak a towel in hot water, wring it dry, and carefully wipe Rong Xuan's face and neck soaked in wine.

"Take care of your master, I'll cook him a bowl of hangover soup."

"Yes, Miss Furong."

After Zifu left, Qingxuan looked at the master who was still awake on the bed, a little confused.

The master claimed that he would never get drunk after a thousand cups in the military camp, but now he is drunk with just a little wine?

Which trick is this playing?

Qingxuan couldn't figure out what Rong Xuan was thinking, and he didn't dare to act rashly.

It was the first time I was in the same room with my master, and I felt very panicked.

After thinking about it, Qingxuan went out silently and guarded the door.

Only after there was no one in the Nuan Pavilion, Rong Xuan slowly opened his eyes.

(End of this chapter)