"Yan Yuan!"

she cried again, her eyes wide open, unfocused, deep in drunkenness, as they had been in the beginning.

Yan Yuan's gaze suddenly fell on her as she muttered in a daze: "Yan Yuan, this young lady has taken a fancy to you. Let's elope."

"Escape?"

Yan Yuan raised his eyebrows in a good mood, he leaned his body forward and placed his hands in front of her, "You want to elope with me?"

"Mm. You're not going to be a prince, and I'm not going to be an imperial concubine either. Let's elope …"

As she said that, she giggled in a good mood. Under Yan Yuan's smiling eyes, she suddenly started singing loudly — —

"Leave love to the most sincere girl by my side. You sing with me, you wander with me, and you hurt both of us …"

Her hands and feet began to dance. "I want to run away with you, to be the happiest person alive, to run away with you, run away …" "Escape …"

After she finished singing, she suddenly became quiet again. She repeated the word "elope" and then lay back down on the bed. Her mouth moved a little, and then she turned over and fell asleep again.

Yan Yuan was angered by her reaction and was startled for a few seconds. Then, he could not hold back his laughter, which was filled with laughter.

He lay back down beside her and leaned over. He kissed her lightly on the cheek and whispered into her ear, "If I had known this wine would be so useful, I would have drunk you up a long time ago."

Apparently, he forgot to say that he wouldn't let her drink again next time.

Yan Yuan, I have fallen for you, let's elope …

Yan Yuan, I have fallen for you, let's elope …

Yan Yuan, I have fallen for you, let's elope …

Liu Ruo Qing kept repeating these words next to his ears again and again. Every time she repeated it, it would make Yan Yuan so happy that he raised his eyebrows.

If you weren't a prince, I wouldn't be a princess anymore …

These words, although spoken in his sleep, caused Yan Yuan's heart to suddenly clench. The smile on his face was slowly retracted.

Looking at Liu Ruo Qing's sleeping face, the depths of her eyes crawled with pain.

"This identity really scares you, doesn't it?"

His fingers caressed her pink cheeks. "If it really frightens you that much and makes you tremble in fear, then I really don't want to be this prince anymore. I'll accompany you to elope and wander around, okay?"

As if hearing his voice, Liu Ruo Qing suddenly laughed twice, but then did not reply.

Liu Ruo Qing woke up in the evening and sat beside her, accompanying her for the entire afternoon.

"Ugh …"

Her head was swollen from the pain, causing her to groan out involuntarily. She raised her hand, rubbed her temple and sat up.

"Why does this end hurt so much?"

Her brows were knitted together as she rubbed her temples vigorously.

"You're awake?"

A very pleasant voice came from beside his ears, bringing with it an alluring magnetism and a love that caused one's heart to throb. It stunned Liu Ruo Qing for a moment, and in the next second, she was completely awake.

Turning his head, he met Yan Yuan's smiling eyes.

She rubbed her temples as she got off the bed, "Strange, why does my head hurt so much? My body hurts like this too. "

"Can it not hurt? "Drinking and causing trouble on the street, even breaking his hand."

Yan Yuan followed her down from the back and smiled. He twisted his "pot" which was used to break other people's hands and calmly shook Liu Ruo Qing off.

"Is that true?"

Liu Ruo Qing was astounded. How come she didn't have any impression of him at all?

His body was hurting so much, did he really get into a fight with someone?

Liu Ruo Qing tilted her head, as if she had thought of something. From Yan Yuan's perspective, she looked kind of cute.

"Of course there is. If it wasn't for This King bringing you back, you would still be lying on the street."

Yan Yuan walked in front of her and joked around in a good mood.

Liu Ruo Qing was skeptical about Yan Yuan's words. Who didn't know that this guy was full of evil tricks? Maybe he would make up a story and make fun of her while she was drunk.

With a terrible headache, she did not try to defend herself in front of Yan Yuan. Instead, she sat down on the table and started rubbing her temples.

"Does it still hurt?"

Seeing her uncomfortable look, Yan Yuan did not have the heart to joke around.

"Yes."

She frowned and nodded sadly.

"Don't drink that much next time, you hear?"

Yan Yuan's voice became a little more serious.

Although he liked to hear her tell the truth when she drank, he didn't want to see her frown from the pain in her head.

"I'll get the waiter to fill a basin with hot water for you."

With that, he turned around and left the room.

As Liu Ruo Qing rubbed her temples, she watched Yan Yuan's figure disappear from her line of sight and felt a little depressed in her heart.

She would never forget what Yan Yuan had done for her. However, the more he treated her, the more uneasy she became. She was afraid that if she didn't leave now, she would harm him.

No matter how reluctant she was to part, her determination to leave never wavered in the slightest. In fact, each time, she was even more resolute than the last.

"Sorry, if I had known earlier how difficult it was to leave you, even if I was killed by xieqing back then, I still wouldn't have married you."

When he thought of this, Liu Ruo Qing's heart became stuffed with anxiety.

When Yan Yuan returned, there was already a pot of hot water in his hands.

This Prince, who was used to being served by others, was now holding a basin of hot water, serving her like a servant.

Seeing him walk in calmly from outside, Liu Ruo Qing didn't feel that his current actions didn't conform with his identity at all.

Yan Yuan gave her a handful of hot water and placed it on her forehead. The hot water's temperature stimulated the blood on her forehead to flow, making her feel slightly better.

She closed her eyes and pressed the towel to her forehead, not saying a word.

Suddenly, she felt two warm fingers gently press against her temples. The pressure was moderate and very comfortable.

It made her want to close her eyes and enjoy it silently.

However, she didn't dare to enjoy this kind of situation too much. She had treated her well in all sorts of ways, just like a shackle that had been placed on top of her feet.

Sooner or later, she would worry that the shackles would be too heavy, and she wouldn't even have the strength to lift her foot, let alone leave.

Taking off the hot towel from her forehead, she stood up from the stool and said, "It doesn't seem to hurt that much anymore."

When she saw Yan Yuan's gaze staring at her with an expression of unfathomable meaning, she started to panic a little.

His eyes moved unnaturally twice as he said: "Oh yes, is Prince Sang Ji awake yet?"

After pondering for a moment, he withdrew his target and said, "He's awake."