C310 Why is it so worrying

Following that, she ruthlessly kicked him out of the restaurant's entrance, "I am not in a good mood today, Tian Xin, don't come looking for misfortune!"

Liu Ruo Qing's valiant look scared everyone, no one dared to provoke her.

With a dark face, she turned around and walked back into the house. However, she heard a teasing and pleasant voice come from behind her. "Sister-in-law, who's angered you this time?"

Liu Ruo Qing suddenly turned her head and saw Yan Jue walking in lazily from the outside.

She stepped forward and whispered, "Eighth Brother."

Yan Jue frowned in dissatisfaction, and said: "Next time, can I change my name to something else? Just call me that from the outside, and if people hear it, they might think that I'm a parrot."

Liu Ruo Qing was amused by Yan Jue's appearance, because the depressed feelings brought about by Yan Yuan had also eased a little.

"Do you want me to call you eighth royal brother?" I don't want others to know that I have such a powerful backer. "

She led Yan Jue to a private room on the second floor.

"You can also call me Brother Jue. I remember the last time you called me Brother Jue, that brat Old Nine was quite jealous."

Yan Jue sat down on his seat and started talking about stuff like that to Yan Yuan.

Sure enough, Liu Ruo Qing's expression changed a little.

She forcefully pulled the corner of her mouth and changed the topic, "Eighth brother, our restaurant just invited a wine maker yesterday and he brewed a kind of Hundred Blossom Wine. The taste is very good. I'll bring it down for you to taste."

After he finished speaking, he hurriedly ran downstairs. The smile on his face was instantly wiped away.

"In the future, I'm afraid he won't be jealous of me anymore."

Yan Jue waited upstairs for a while before he watched Liu Ruo Qing carry the wine up slowly.

"Come, eighth brother, try it."

Liu Ruo Qing sat in front of Yan Jue and poured him a cup of wine.

Yan Jue took it, and before he even tasted it, he said: "It's been so long since you came up, and you're arguing with Ol 'Nine, even I am not fond of you?"

Seeing Yan Jue mention Yan Yuan, Liu Ruo Qing frowned, "Eighth brother, didn't you come here to drink? Why do you keep on mentioning him? "

"It's really a fight?"

"No, how could I dare to quarrel with Prince Jing?"

Seeing that Yan Jue did not drink, she immediately took it and poured it into his mouth.

Yan Jue looked at her, sighed, and said: "You two husband and wife really have a tacit understanding. Ol 'Nine just pulled me back and got drunk, and now you want to pull me back and drink again, you two husband and wife shouldn't be intentionally wanting to get me drunk right?"

Hearing Yan Jue say that Yan Yuan was drunk again, Liu Ruo Qing's heart hurt.

Looks like, being unable to find Yun Ai was worse than nothing.

"Are you going to drink or not? If you aren't, hurry back to your Prince Lu's Mansion. Don't bother me here."

She frowned impatiently. She was in a terrible mood.

"Good, good, good. Aunt, can I drink? Don't be in such a hurry to chase me away."

Yan Jue was helpless, he raised his wine cup and took a sip.

He looked towards Liu Ruo Qing and said, "I know that you aren't the only one who is worried about finding Yun Ai. All of us are worried for her, so don't be angry over this matter."

Liu Ruo Qing's eyelids twitched, then retracted, "Who told you I was angry?"

"Then why did Ol 'Nine borrow the alcohol to worry?"

Liu Ruo Qing frowned, the hand holding the wine cup was a little tight.

"Why would I know? If you want to know, you can ask him."

She looked at the wine pot in front of him, "Do you want some? Give it back to me if you don't. "

Without waiting for Yan Jue to speak, Liu Ruo Qing had already brought the wine pot in front of Yan Jue and poured it into her mouth.

"Hey, hey, hey, drink less. Do you think it's boiling water? Drinking so fiercely."

"Aiya, I don't need you to care."

Liu Ruo Qing flung Yan Jue's hands off in frustration and finished the entire jug of wine.

Seeing Liu Ruo Qing like this, Yan Jue was also a bit angry.

"Say, what do you think happened to you and your wife? Why are you making me worry like this?"

Liu Ruo Qing laughed, because of the effects of the alcohol, her face was dyed red.

She smiled and said, "Eighth brother, you are already so old. You don't have to worry about your own life. Why are you worrying about us?"

"I'm only one year older than your guy, okay?"

Yan Jue snatched the jug of wine from Liu Ruo Qing's hands and poured a full cup into his cup.

If this girl were to continue drinking, she would definitely die from drunkenness.

Liu Ruo Qing frowned, annoyed. "Can you stop mentioning him?

She stood up and forcefully pulled Yan Jue up from the chair. Because he was a little drunk, when she stood up, his body was swaying.

"Hurry up and go."

She pushed Yan Jue downstairs.

"Okay, okay, okay, I won't talk about it. Can I not talk about him?"

Yan Jue raised his hands in surrender. Liu Ruo Qing looked up at him with a pair of drunken eyes.

"Come on, come on, come on, be good. Sit down and chat with eighth brother."

Unwillingly, Liu Ruo Qing returned to her seat and sat down. Staring at Yan Jue with dissatisfaction in her eyes, she said, "I'm warning you, if you keep mentioning him, I'll break off all ties with you."

"Alright, let's not mention it. I promise not to mention it."

Yan Jue called for the waiter, and ordered some food to accompany her.

King Jing Palace —

Yan Yuan slept for a while and the alcohol woke up.

Looking around, he realized he was in East Garden's chamber.

He supported himself up and searched for Liu Ruo Qing's figure. He found that the room was empty and Liu Ruo Qing was not there at all.

His eyes dimmed slightly.

Just then, the door was pushed open, his eyes lit up, he quickly looked in the direction of the door, and seeing that the butler was bringing hot water in, Yan Yuan's gaze immediately dimmed.

"Prince, you're awake."

The butler brought hot water over.

"Yes."

He answered with a deep voice and pinched his forehead. Suddenly, he thought of something and asked, "Who sent Ben Wang back?"

"It's the eighth prince."

"Oh."

He withdrew his gaze, and his eyes were filled with disappointment.

He should have expected that it wouldn't be that woman, but he still held onto a glimmer of hope in his heart.

"Your Highness, come. Let's wash our faces first."

The butler used a hot towel and passed it over to Yan Yuan.

Yan Yuan took it and casually wiped it away. Looking at the dark sky outside the window, he could not help but ask, "Is the wangfei back yet?"

"Princess hasn't come back yet."

The steward replied with lowered eyes. He clearly felt the coldness surrounding the prince.

"I understand. You can leave now."

Yan Yuan weakly waved his hand and rubbed his temples.

"Your Highness, the Evening meal are ready. Do you want to go for a meal?"

With Yan Yuan's expression, he hesitated for a moment, then said: "There's no need, This King will be going out."