C58

Noon...

Rong Yu's eyes turned deep bit by bit. Suddenly, his heart tightened, and he felt a little uncomfortable. He could not explain the uneasiness lingering in his heart, but it was real.

Under the stunned gazes of the guards, he left Prince Mansion and sped up his footsteps, rushing into the heavy rain.

He did not know what he was nervous about. In short, he was very anxious and wanted to immediately, immediately, find that woman who did not know what was good for him.

On the main street, there were only a few people holding umbrellas who were rushing home, but there were no signs of Chu Ci.

The scattered crowd gradually disappeared before his eyes.

The pouring rain blurred his vision. He found the end of the street but he still could not find Chu Ci's shadow.

Damn it, did that woman really dare to carry him on her back and flee?

In his heart, he was inexplicably angry, but amidst his anger, he was actually slightly afraid.

What was there to be afraid of?

It was as if he was truly afraid that she would disappear just like that.

At the Prefectural Yamen.

"Who is your subordinate?" "How dare you look down on me!"

Seeing Chu Ci continue to lie on the ground and sleep, not paying attention to him at all, the displeasure in the Prefecture Overseer Song Yi's eyes grew even more intense.

Shocking Mu sounded out once again, but Chu Ci did not have any reaction, she was only mumbling something, and did not let anyone hear him clearly.

"The lord is asking you a question, you little liar."

The waiter who followed over lightly kicked Chu Ci with her feet. The kick was a bit heavy, and Chu Ci couldn't help but moan in pain.

"What are you doing? I'm going to sleep, aren't you bored? It's so noisy."

She waved with her hands and then changed her position. She put her face on her arms and continued snoring without paying attention to anything around her.

"How preposterous!"

This was the first time he was ignored by a troublesome person like this, causing Song Yi's face to immediately darken. He raised the log high up and smashed it down onto the table, surprising Chu Ci who suddenly sat up.

"Bring me a basin of water, splash it on her and wake her up!"

"Yes, my lord!"

One of the officers accepted the order and went down, but this time, Chu Ci did not continue lying on the ground, but sat in front of the hall with his legs crossed. He was still swaying, and did not realize his current situation.

The brain, too, was drowsy, the alcoholic tongue too thick to make out the pitch.

He narrowed his hazy eyes and occasionally burped.

"Milord, the water is here."

"Splash her awake!"

Song Yi's face was black with anger, his eyes blazing with fire as he gave the order.

"Yes."

"Master Song."

That voice was cold and thin, but the anger in it could not be ignored. Even if it was just a simple word, it made Song Yi, who was sitting in front of the hall, shudder subconsciously as his gaze suddenly shot to the door.

A man soaked through with the rain, his embroidered clothes wrapped around his body, his long, dark hair carelessly draped behind him. The rain water lingered on his face and fell down along his deep facial features.

Trembling, he stood up from the front of the court, scrambled and crawled over to Rong Yu, and kneeled down, "Scram … This official greets Prince, no … This official did not expect that Prince would arrive here, and welcomed you unfairly. Please forgive me. "

Song Yi's spine instantly cooled down.

Although this was the Prefecture Overseer's yamen, how could the great Buddha like the Prince have come to a small temple like this for no reason?

Could it be that he was falsely accused in front of the Prince?

Rong Yu looked at Song Yi, and said solemnly: "Stand up."

When the others saw that this handsome man with a strong aura was the legendary Biancheng who was like a god, they were all frightened to the point that they didn't dare to speak.

As for the waiter who brought Chu Ci to the yamen, she was a little dumbfounded.

Just a moment ago, this damn swindler claimed that he was Princess. This time, Prince came to the yamen, no … He couldn't be here to look for this swindler, right?

Thinking of this, the waiter's legs began to soften and he almost fell to the ground.

He didn't go out to burn incense, so how did he end up in such bad luck?

"I wonder what the Prince can do to visit this small official's place?"

Song Yi was obviously trembling with fear. Even when he was asking questions, he was extremely careful and careful with his words, afraid that he would say something wrong.

Rong Yu's gaze then fell on Chu Ci who was sitting cross-legged on the ground in front of the hall.

"This King came to look for her."

With that, he walked to Chu Ci and pulled her up from the cold ground.

Chu Ci stood unsteadily, and after swaying a few times, she leaned against Rong Yu's chest. She was still standing in the rain, and her face was pressed directly against's chest, which was also wet from the rain.

"This... "This is..."

Although Song Yi didn't know who Chu Ci was, looking at how unscrupulously she leaned on Rong Yu and wasn't pushed aside, he could guess that her relationship with Prince Rong wasn't simple.

Song Yi's legs were a little weak. It looks like this time, he had met a great character that he shouldn't have provoked.

Rong Yu's gaze swept over the drunk woman who was lying on the chest. He extended his arm and held her in it, preventing her from falling down from being unable to stand steadily. Then, he frowned in displeasure.

"Princess Rong."

He used an extremely calm tone to say these three words, but it easily stirred up a thousand ripples, scaring everyone present into opening their mouths wide.

Rong Yu's gaze fell upon the basin of water on the ground, which had not been splashed with water, and his eyes flashed with a stern look, and he said: "Master Song, if This King did not appear in time, would the water have poured onto Princess's head?"

He continued to casually ask. There was not the slightest bit of happiness or anger in his voice. However, it had already scared everyone to the point that their faces turned pale.

Song Yi immediately knelt in front of Rong Yu, kowtowing and begging for forgiveness: "Please forgive this Prince, please forgive this Prince, this Prince does not know this lady is Esteemed wangfei, please forgive this Prince."

Everyone followed suit and fell to their knees.

Fortunately, he hadn't had the time to pour the water in. Otherwise, even ten heads wouldn't suffice.

Wasn't pouring water on Princess's head? Wasn't it pouring water on her head?

Aiyo, what bad luck we have today, why would the great Esteemed wangfei of the Prince Rong's Mansion get drunk like this, and even get dragged into the court.

Song Yi complained in his heart.