Chapter 67 - To Fuddle Her (2)

Prime Minister Luo was a bit startled seeing Puppy.

“Is this your dog, Little Four?” Prime Minister Luo asked while knowing the answer, he looked at Puppy with disgust in the eyes.

“Yes.” Luo Qianqian patted Puppy on the belly while Puppy lying comfortably on her lap.

“Thank you Second Sister, and congratulations to you too.” replied Luo Qianqian.

Luo Yuyan smiled, with a toss of the head she finished the wine in her cup.

The First Lady shot Luo Yuyan a warning look while Luo Yuyan whispered at The First Lady’s ear after she took her seat, “Don’t worry mother, I’m trying to fuddle her.”

That set The First Lady’s mind at rest.

Luo Qianqian had always boasted that she had a hollow leg, she took her cup and drank it too.

Luo Jingxuan also knew what his sister was up to, he followed suit and refilled Luo Qianqian’s cup, he raised his cup and said apologetically, “Fourth Sister, sorry for all the misunderstandings before, please forgive me, let me propose a toast to you as an apology!”

Seeing that, Prime Minister Luo smiled in satisfaction, “How great, you are all good kids, I’m so glad to see you getting along.”

The Second Concubine was worldly-wise, she always changed her behaviors according to circumstances, she knew her position in the family was on shaky ground at the point, even her daughter Luo Keer was not getting any favors from Prime Minister Luo due to her failure in the test of Mater Lingtian. With that in mind, The Second Concubine rose to her feet and said, “Little Four, I also want to propose a toast to you, it’s time to let bygones be bygones, I will discipline your Third Sister even harder, please don’t worry.”

‘Hmm, are you guys ganging up to fuddle me now? But it’s all right, bring it on!’ thought Luo Qianqian.

Luo Yuyan watched Luo Qianqian drank three cups straight, she couldn’t wait to see Luo Qianqian get hammered and make a fool of herself.

Luo Keer on the other hand wasn’t willing to do the window dressing, she hated Luo Qianqian’s guts!

Feng Qing was waiting on Luo Qianqian outside the hall, he occupied a good position where nothing happened in the hall could escape him while the position was not too conspicuous.

Watching everyone’s behavior in the hall, Feng Qing soon realized they were trying to fuddle Luo Qianqian.

Feng Qing couldn’t help but get worried about Her Highness, ‘Can Her Highness handle it? Is Her Highness much of a drinker?’

The dinner lasted pretty long, Luo Qianqian ended up drinking a jug of wine, she looked rather boozed up, her cheeks red, her eyes blurred, her speech slurred. The major difference was she was now showing a big smile on her face, Luo Qianqian had long been showing indifference to everyone in Luo Family.

Luo Yuyan now was so disappointed that even though Luo Qianqian had drank a lot, she still looked rather collected.

Prime Minister Luo was genuinely happy that night, he was a bit surprised when she saw Luo Qianqian behaved herself so well at dinner.

He felt drowsy at the mercy of the alcohol, so he said, “It’s getting pretty late, let’s call it a night, shall we? I’m just so happy we are organizing this dinner for my two beloved daughters… …”

Luo Qianqian rose to her feet and was ready to leave, poor Puppy fell down from her lap and gave her a bark.

Luo Qianqian stuck out her tongue in embarrassment, “Sorry Puppy, I forgot you were sleeping on my lap. Let’s go home.”

With that she took her leave, paying no attention to others at the dinner table.

Hmm, when she rose to her feet she felt the boozes started to kick in! She knew she wasn’t walking properly.

Feng Qing tread on the heels of Her Highness for fear that she might tumble and hurt herself.

Luo Qianqian was dragging her feet along the ground, her hairpins were clinking along with her steps.

“Feng Qing, look, such beautiful moonlight!” Luo Qianqian halted and exclaimed, she looked up the sky and admired the moon.

“Your Highness, please watch out, are you all right?” Feng Qing felt a bit helpless, Luo Qianqian was trying to grab Feng Qing’s arms to support herself while Feng Qing dared not to even look at her in the eye.

Luo Qianqian’s cheeks were as red as cherries and she was beaming, Feng Qing lowered his head and asked, “Your Highness, are you drunk?”

Luo Qianqian stamped her foot on the ground, “Drunk? Nope! I’m fine!”

The drunken people were more inclined to claim they were fine.

The innocent boy Feng Qing bought what Luo Qianqian said, “I’m glad you are not drunk, Your Highness. It’s getting late now, let’s go back to Luo Pavilion, shall we?”

“Yeah, let’s go!”

Feng Qing couldn’t help but ask, “Your Highness, don’t you know they were up to no good? They were trying to fuddle you?”

Luo Qianqian flicked her sleeves and answered, “I do! But I’ve got a hollow leg, no way could anyone fuddle me!”

With that she grabbed Feng Qing’s shoulders, “Feng Qing, stand still, don’t move around, why am I seeing two of you?”

Luo Qianqian shook her head and tried to figure out what was going on.

“Burp—”

With that Luo Qianqian’s hands fell off from Feng Qing’s shoulders and she was tumbling down, Feng Qing supported her with the handle of his sword.

‘Is… Her Highness really all right?’

Seeing that, Feng Qing began to suspect what Luo Qianqian just told him.

“Your Highness, that’s not the way to Luo Pavilion.”

“Nonsense, of course it is.”

“Your Highness… …”

Half an hour later… …

Luo Qianqian and Feng Qing were standing at the gate of Prince Eighth’s Mansion.

Bang bang bang.

“Open the door for me, come on, open the door for me.” Luo Qianqian banged on the gate.

It was late night, very late.

Bang bang bang.

A page opened a crack and saw it was Luo Qianqian and Feng Qing.

The page opened the gate in fright, “Your… Greetings, Your Highness!”

Then he looked at Feng Qing, crying for help, “Feng Qing, what is Her Highness doing here?”

Luo Qianqian walked inside without answering the page.

Feng Qing pressed his forehead and said, “You may close the gate now.”

The page could smell strong alcohol from Luo Qianqian, but he dared not to ask any more question.

Feng Qing walked straight to the house where Murong Yun resided.

Murong Yun now was in the study organizing his books.

With a bang, Luo Qianqian kicked Murong Yun’s bedroom door open, but there was no one in the bedroom.

“Where are you?” pouted Luo Qianqian.

Then she walked to the study that was ablaze with lights.

Feng Qing didn’t tread on the heels of Luo Qianqian knowingly, ‘master will protect Her Highness.’