He shouldn't have called Mu Fengqie over. Now, he was left here to drink with the King of the Grasslands.
"Your Majesty of the Grasslands..." Yuan Yuhan was about to be polite, but the King of the Grasslands got up and left directly.
Yuan Yuhan watched the departing King of the Grasslands and sighed. What a mess!
In the carriage, Mu Fengqie looked at the drunk Jing Xunche, feeling extremely troubled. Fortunately, Jing Xunche was quite obedient when he was drunk. He would do whatever she told him to do.
"I said why did you drink with him? Do you think the Grasslanders' drinking capacity is a joke?" As she spoke, Mu Fengqie poked Jing Xunche's head hard with her finger.
"Um, Qie'er, I feel sick." Jing Xunche looked at Mu Fengqie pitifully. That look in his eyes melted Mu Fengqie's heart. Was this the so - called "cute puppy" that others often talked about?
He was so cute! It was such a big contrast to his usual self. If only she had a phone here, she could record this moment.
"Alright, bear with it a little longer. We'll be home soon. When we get back, I'll cook you some hangover soup." Mu Fengqie stroked Jing Xunche's head. It felt like she was stroking a little pet. In Mu Fengqie's eyes, Jing Xunche's current appearance was no different from a pet.
Jing Xunche nuzzled against Mu Fengqie and then found a comfortable position to fall asleep.
After they got back, Mu Fengqie called two people to carry Jing Xunche in. Looking at the dead - drunk Jing Xunche, she shook her head helplessly. It seemed that the hangover soup could only be drunk after he woke up.
"Zhu Yan, go and find out what happened today." She didn't believe that Jing Xunche would drink with the King of the Grasslands for no reason, and get drunk like this.
Zhu Yan nodded and left. He didn't go to the restaurant but went straight to Yuan Yuhan, the Assistant - Regent. Since he was one of the people involved, he must know very clearly, so it was most appropriate to ask him.
After finding out the whole story, Zhu Yan frowned and went back.
"Master, today the King of the Grasslands made a bet with the Marquis. The stake was... you." Zhu Yan paused before saying the stake. He didn't expect that the King of the Grasslands would have designs on their master.
Mu Fengqie was also very surprised. She had never met the King of the Grasslands before. What did this King of the Grasslands want from her? Mu Fengqie didn't sleep well all night, constantly thinking about this question.
When Jing Xunche woke up, he saw Mu Fengqie sitting at the table, seemingly lost in thought. After he fully woke up, the after - effects of the alcohol kicked in. His head hurt as if it was about to explode.
However, he and the King of the Grasslands hadn't determined a winner yesterday. He didn't expect the King of the Grasslands to be such a despicable person. He actually set his sights on Qie'er. No matter what, Qie'er was his!
"You're awake?" Mu Fengqie heard the movement on the bed and brought over a bowl of hangover soup from the table. She had changed the hangover soup several times. Whenever it got cold, she would replace it.
"Qie'er..." Jing Xunche moved his lips but didn't say anything.
"Drink it quickly. After you finish, I have something to ask you." Mu Fengqie thought Jing Xunche should know very well about this matter.
Mu Fengqie sighed as she watched Jing Xunche stare at her intently after drinking the soup. She asked, "What exactly happened between you and the King of the Grasslands yesterday?"
"I..." Jing Xunche frowned, not knowing how to say it. Just when Mu Fengqie was about to lose her patience and stop asking, Jing Xunche finally spoke.
"He has his eyes on you. He wants to have you." A trace of hostility flashed in Jing Xunche's eyes. This King of the Grasslands deserved to die.
Mu Fengqie had thought of countless possibilities, but she never thought of this aspect. It was no wonder Mu Fengqie was so surprised. After all, the King of the Grasslands was already in his mid - forties.
Mu Fengqie looked at Jing Xunche with a complicated expression.
"Qie'er, don't worry. I will never let that King of the Grasslands take you away!"
"Yeah, I trust you." Even if Jing Xunche didn't say anything, she wouldn't agree to leave with the King of the Grasslands. It was really unacceptable to her. She was in the prime of her youth. How could she marry a man who could be her father?
"The Emperor will hold a welcome banquet for the King of the Grasslands tonight. Qie'er, be careful of that King of the Grasslands." Jing Xunche warned her worriedly.
"Got it. If you're so worried about me, then quickly get yourself in good condition and protect me well then." Mu Fengqie looked at the man who was frowning because of the headache, feeling a bit helpless.
He deserved to drink so much. Although she thought so, her heart was filled with sweetness. After all, who wouldn't be happy to have a man who was willing to fight for her?
Jing Xunche felt a bit disappointed. He had hoped that Qie'er would feel sorry for him, but Qie'er seemed to have no reaction at all. Wasn't his act in vain?
But when he saw the hangover pills Qie'er handed him, his mood perked up again. It seemed that Qie'er still cared about him.
In the evening, Jing Xunche and Mu Fengqie took a carriage to the palace together. This time, there were no blind people to stop them. They went in smoothly all the way.
Aru didn't come to this palace banquet. These days, due to morning sickness, she had become very weak, so she went to bed early.
Mu Fengqie sat bored in the main hall, while Jing Xunche sat beside her, peeling lychees for her.
"Qie'er, if you like lychees, I'll have someone send them to you every day when we get back." Jing Xunche's doting on Mu Fengqie made the young ladies around envious, but none of them dared to say anything.
After all, what happened at the last palace banquet was still fresh in their minds. Any sensible person wouldn't provoke Mu Fengqie again.
The eldest Miss Zheng and the second Miss Zheng sat in the corner, staring at Mu Fengqie viciously. If it weren't for her, they wouldn't have ended up like this. Their mansion had been destroyed. Although their father didn't tell them who did it, they knew very well in their hearts.
This matter must have something to do with Mu Fengqie.
"How's the thing I asked you to do?" After what had happened in the past few days, the eldest Miss Zheng could no longer maintain her former gentle and elegant appearance. She was like a shrew.
"Humph, doesn't elder sister trust me?" She also hated Mu Fengqie, so she agreed without hesitation when the eldest Miss Zheng proposed to cooperate.
As long as they got rid of that bitch Mu Fengqie, the rest would be easy, right?
After hearing what the second Miss Zheng said, the eldest Miss Zheng smiled. This silly younger sister of hers. How could just being ruthless be enough? The most important thing was to have brains.
It was a pity...