Chu Qingkuang took out some scattered gold coins from his sleeves and handed them to her: "Ruomei, you go back first, I have some things to deal with. You can use this money to buy something you like."

"Miss, where are you going?" Ruomei asked worriedly, "They will definitely not let you go easily."

Ruomei suggested seriously: "How about we go back first!"

Ruomei's eyes were full of anxiety and worry. Whenever Chu Qingkuang saw those eyes, he felt a warm current in his heart. His heart softened. Chu Qingkuang sighed and explained: "Don't worry, I will be fine. On my silver needle is

It’s poisonous and no one can cure it without my antidote.”

After dismissing Ruomei, Chu Qingkuang turned around and saw Nangong Xichao turning around and staggering towards another restaurant.

Chu Qingkuang followed up and said to the waiter who drove Nangong Xichao away: "Give Prince Yao a bottle of the best wine in your shop."

Nangong Xichao sat down in front of the restaurant, paying no attention to everyone, and drank sips of wine alone.

"You're such a drunkard, and you're wasting a pot of good wine." Chu Qingkuang stretched out his hand to take the jug over, but he didn't expect that Nangong Xichao seemed to have guessed Chu Qingkuang's movements and easily dodged it.

A flash of light flashed in Chu Qingkuang's eyes. It seemed like a casual action just now, but she knew very well that the speed and power could not be avoided by anyone without any cultivation, even a low-level spiritual practitioner.

He may not be able to escape as easily as Nangong Xichao, let alone a rumored alcoholic lunatic and fool.

Moreover, if a person drinks alcohol for a long time, the brain's intake of more alcohol will seriously damage memory, attention, judgment, function and emotional response. Drinking too much can cause slurred speech, blurred vision, loss of balance, and even limbs.

She felt powerless. But according to her observation, none of this seemed to happen to Nangong Xichao.

Chu Qingkuang looked at Nangong Xichao with suspicion, but then smiled.

Nangong Xichao seemed to be avoiding Chu Qingkuang's probing gaze. He laughed at Chu Qingkuang and handed the wine bottle to Chu Qingkuang: "Drink...drink."

"Wine is the prince's treasure. Don't be frivolous and take advantage of others." Chu Qingkuang did not take the wine bottle, but smiled lightly and looked at the clear and sensitive black eyes, "Drinking too much wine will not make you intoxicating, but it will make you intoxicated.

People are more awake."

Nangong Xichao was slightly stunned, as if it was Chu Qingkuang's hallucination. Nangong Xichao raised his head and said, "Haha, wine is a good thing. Looking for wine to drink..."

He said and stood up.

However, Chu Qingkuang reached out to grab him. This time Nangong Xichao did not dodge. Chu Qingkuang was too smart, and such a woman was a cunning fox everywhere. Her eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts at a glance.

"Your Majesty forgot that the man's wine hasn't been brought out yet!" Chu Qingkuang's gentle voice sounded, and he continued in an astonishing tone: "Is it possible that Your Majesty has some secret that he is afraid of being discovered by the little girl?"

A trace of embarrassment flashed through Nangong Xichao's dementia-like eyes, but there was no reaction and he continued to struggle out: "Wine, drink, drink..."

Everyone in the restaurant looked sideways, and occasionally whispered.
Chapter completed!