The incense burner was held onto several tables by Du Juan. Cang Qing Youran was already drunk with a little drunk. He glanced at the incense burner indifferently: "Why did you change the incense?"

Du Juan pretended to be confused: "Your Highness, is this the agarwood you usually use?"

Youji frowned suspiciously: "Why does it smell a special fragrance?"

Unexpectedly, he was such a delicate and cautious person. Du Juan looked like a sluggish and quickly covered up with a smile: "Oh, it's the fragrance of jasmine. I went to the flowerbed this morning to pick some jasmine and brought it back. It can calm your mind and allow you to sleep peacefully at night. Look, it's there to keep it."

Following her instructions, Youji saw that the glass cup on the table was indeed planted with clear water, as white as snow, and finally let go of his doubts: "You are intent."

Dujuan breathed a sigh of relief, and as he expected, he used jasmine to successfully hide the world and concealed the fragrance of Yilan.

Youji looked at the empty wine glass: "Fill it up."

Du Juan obediently poured a glass for him, held the wine pot and looked at him carefully: "Prince, why do you drink so much wine? Are you worried?"

Youji picked up the jade cup and looked at it, and smiled bitterly: "I just wanted to respect myself... I respect me so obsessed and self-bearing..." After that, he looked up and drank it all.

Du Juan said softly: "Although I don't understand why Your Highness is worried, I know that you are the prince and the hope of the country. If you are so depressed, I will feel sad if you look at it..."

Youji was stunned for a moment and looked up at her. Under the combined effect of aromatherapy and drunkenness, his eyes were blurred. He felt that Youmeng was sitting there in a moving manner.

He couldn't help but reach out to her and landed on his smooth cheeks. The real touch of his fingertips made him smile: "I really didn't expect that you would say such things to me..."

Du Juan naturally didn't know who he saw at this moment, but just acted as a matter of course, obediently intoxicated by his caress, and smiled shyly: "Your Highness, in fact, I... have admired you for a long time, and I am very willing to relieve your worries and boredom."

After hearing this, Youji felt relieved suddenly. He felt that he was no longer as depressed as before. He was disheartened and unable to recover and wanted to do nothing. After drinking some wine, he became more interested. He thought it was the wine that warmed his heart and his body.

This ambiguous intimacy made Du Juan become expectant. She knew that everything was going according to her wishes.

But at this moment, the door was opened, and a figure came uninvited and stood at the door.

Du Juan looked back and was startled: "Master...Princess?!"

Youji narrowed his eyes and looked at the man's appearance, and suddenly he was half awake.

"Brother, I have something to tell you." Youmeng calmly stepped into the room.

Du Juan complained in her heart that she was so abnormal, and stood up in embarrassment to bow to Youmeng: "Princess, Your Highness is in a bad mood today and has drunk too much, why don't you go back another day..."

"What are you?"

Youmeng scolded her coldly, Du Juan was shocked by her strong arrogance.

"Where is it your turn to interrupt when I talk to the emperor!" Youmeng's eyes and tone were so fierce that she was about to eat her, "Don't you get out!"
Chapter completed!