Chapter 69

Chapter 69: Drunk in Your Arms (2)

Shen Shi Ye couldn't resist laughing. "I've never heard such shameless self-promotion. Alright, if you want to dance, then dance to your heart's content. If the dance doesn't look good, then I won't blame you, dear Master!"

Gong Yi Mo smiled in satisfaction to his response. She walked further down to another location. Now, they arrived at a spacious street with blue stone pavements. The shops were closed on both sides, and a faint cry could be heard from the distance.

Shen Shi Ye sat on the stone steps in front of someone's house and watched her. He did in fact want to enjoy this honor that even the emperor didn't have.

Gong Yi Mo pulled loose her hair before leaping into a popular sacrificial dance that honored the gods in this era called 'Congratulating the Heavens.'

The evening wind lifted her long hair as she sprang into play. Her black hair appeared supple and lustrous as her body spun in midair. Her hair and robe fluttered continuously, as if to tease the desires of her spectator.

Perhaps it was her excellent skill in martials arts that made these difficult moves look so easy, or perhaps it was her drunkenness that made this normally solemn dance suddenly appear so natural and free.

She spoke vaguely, but Shen Shi Ye seemed to understand her point. He stared at her with a pair of shining eyes and his heart was filled with immense warmth.

People can only judge others by what they see on the surface-who knows which person would be trustworthy? And yet, a girl he had only met actually asked him to believe in her.

The usually arrogant looking Shen Shi Ye's heart actually softened as he looked down at her. The boy couldn't help but reach out to pinch Gong Yi Mo's tender cheeks. No wonder she liked pinching his; it actually felt quite satisfying.

"Smelly girl! Humph... Your words, this Young Master will certainly remember them!"

"What are you two doing?!"

Just before Shen Shi Ye could bring Gong Yi Mo home to rest, an angry voice suddenly pierced through the air laced with a hint of danger. By now, the princess had already fallen asleep like a dead log on Shen Shi Ye's shoulder while her breath sprinkled against his neck.

As he looked up, he saw a scene at the end of the street of a man in a long black robe with a golden crown. The newcomer glared at him in outrage.

This man was breathing raggedly, and his slightly disheveled hair made him look fierce. Although he didn't have a servant following him around like usual, Shen Shi Ye immediately recognized him.

"Hey, isn't this the Crown Prince?" He tightened his arm around Gong Yi Mo while he showed an unfriendly smile to this uninvited guest. "It's already so late and yet the prince actually appears here. How strange."