C547 The eighth prince was acting like a spoiled child

The palace doors were already under curfew, when the guards saw Yan Jue appearing at the entrance, they immediately went to greet him as he reeked of alcohol.

"Eighth Prince."

The guard stepped forward to support Yan Jue, but was thrown off with a flip of his hand. "This king wants to enter the palace, keep guard here, don't worry about me."

Although his voice was still rather clear, his steps were rather shaky.

The guards did not dare to stop them. Inside the palace, other than Prince Jing, King Lu could enter at any time, and was not restricted by the curfew.

As a result, when the guards saw Yan Jue entering the palace drunk, they did not step forward to stop him.

It was only when Yan Jue's figure had disappeared from their line of sight that the guards finally looked at each other and muttered to themselves, "What's wrong with the Eighth Prince?"

Yan Jue entered the palace and walked all the way towards the Sky Prison. Too much alcohol made his head heavy and his feet light, making him stagger.

The guards who were in charge of the night watch saw that it was already so late, and were shocked when Yan Jue appeared. They quickly stood up from the table and ran towards Yan Jue: "Eighth Prince, it's so late, why are you here?"

Yan Jue waved away the guard's hand and went straight to the innermost area of the prison. Liu Tian Xin leaned on the ice-cold wall and did not sleep, hearing Yan Jue's voice, she was startled for a moment. She looked outside the prison door and saw that Yan Jue was already standing outside the prison.

The strong smell of the alcohol was extremely pungent, causing Liu Tian Xin to be unable to help but frown.

"Please, Your Highness."

"If anything happens to This King, all of you stay outside to guard. No one is allowed to come in."

"Yes."

When the guards retreated, Yan Jue and Liu Tian Xin stood there alone, staring at each other.

In the next second, Yan Jue staggered closer to the prison, and walked in front of her with heavy steps. The pungent smell of alcohol was even more obvious now.

Liu Tian Xin raised her eyebrows, raised her head and looked down at the deep black pupils. "Yan Jue, how much did you drink …"

Before she could even say the word "wine", she felt a force pushing her forward with the back of her head.

In the next second, she realized that Yan Jue had placed his hand on his head tyrannically.

Liu Tian Xin was obviously frightened by Yan Jue's actions, to the point that she did not even feel the pungent smell of alcohol.

Feeling those two warm and soft lips, Liu Tian Xin stood in a daze on the spot, allowing Yan Jue to take over her lips as she wished.

She felt a kind of irritation, a kind of blankness, a kind of depression in his kiss.

Liu Tian Xin frowned, she did not know why Yan Jue was so emotional, but it had nothing to do with her.

It must be because of Liu Ruo Qing, seeing her loving her little brother so much, she felt bad in her heart.

So he came to her side in the middle of the night drunk because she looked like Liu Ruo Qing, looking for comfort in her body?

Thinking of that, all of Liu Tian Xin's enthusiasm froze, she reached out to push Yan Jue away, but he was too strong, so strong that she couldn't push him away.

She was enraged, she bit hard on Yan Jue's tongue, the thick smell of blood melting in her mouth.

Yan Jue only let out a stuffy groan from the pain, but he didn't have any intention of letting go of her.

"Yan Jue, I am not Liu Ruo Qing. Are you done yet? Can you figure out who I am?"

While she was gasping for breath, she yelled at him. She heard him whisper in her ear, his voice hoarse and low, "I know."

If she was Liu Ruo Qing, why would he kiss her? Did he think her life was too long?

"You still haven't let go of me!"

Liu Tian Xin grinded her teeth in anger and glared at him.

Yan Jue didn't know why she pulled Liu Ruo Qing inside, but he kept having the feeling that something was off. However, his mind was in a mess, and he couldn't catch that strange feeling, he only knew that the feeling of kissing her just now was very good, and made him very satisfied.

Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his stomach, as though a sword had fiercely pierced into his upper abdomen, causing him to subconsciously loosen his grip on Liu Tian Xin.

Liu Tian Xin had been exerting her strength the entire time. When Yan Jue suddenly let go of his hand, she did not retract her strength and directly pushed him to the side of the wall.

Liu Tian Xin glared at him coldly, she turned around and was about to return to her stone bed and ignore him, but just as she lifted her leg, her calf was hugged by Yan Jue.

He sat cross-legged on the floor like a child begging for sugar, his arms wrapped tightly around her calves, his face buried in them.

"Yan Jue, you …"

She exerted a little strength in her foot and was about to kick him away when she heard his hoarse voice come from his mouth, sounding somewhat pitiful. "Don't kick me, my stomach hurts."

The power in Liu Tian Xin's hands was instantly retracted. Seeing that he was still hugging onto his leg, she was both angry and amused, "Yan Jue, can you let go of my hand?"

"I'm not letting you go! If I let you go, you'll be gone …"

He murmured, and there was a trace of grievance in his voice.

Liu Tian Xin could not help but roll her eyes, she squatted down and tried to pry his hand away, but he only saw him frowning and groaning, and her expression looked extremely painful and uncomfortable.

Liu Tian Xin's expression changed as she placed his hands on his cheeks. Her face and forehead were covered with thin beads of perspiration as her moans grew increasingly rough.

"Yan Jue, what's wrong?"

Liu Tian Xin asked anxiously.

"Pain …"

He whined like a wounded child.

"Where does it hurt?"

"Stomach..." "It hurts …"

In the next second, a mouthful of blood came out from Yan Jue's mouth, causing his face to turn pale white, he quickly supported Yan Jue, "Yan Jue, what happened to you! Yan Jue! "

Liu Tian Xin's eyes were filled with panic as she looked around, at a loss of what to do. After a while, she shouted, "Someone come, someone come quickly …"

Heavenly Stellar Palace –

This was Yan Jue's residence in the palace. At the moment, the Taiyuan Hospital Courtyard was taking his pulse, and Yan Jue lay on his bed with his eyes closed. His face was so pale that it was terrifying.

On the way from the Heavenly Prison to the Heavenly Stellar Palace, he had vomited a lot of blood.

Seeing that Lu Xiu had been frowning without saying a word, Yan Shuo, who had been waiting for news for a long time, became impatient.

"Imperial Physician, what's going on with the eighth prince?"

"To reply your majesty, His Highness drank too much strong alcohol, causing his stomach to bleed. This time, his spleen and stomach were injured, and it would take a long time for him to recuperate."

"Then hurry up and prescribe the medicine and give it to Imperial Uncle."

"Yes."

Yan Shuo looked at the unconscious Yan Jue on the bed and frowned.

When did the eighth uncle learn to drink?

He had always thought that his sloppy, cynical attitude would have nothing to do with it.

In the Sky Prison, Liu Tian Xin opened her eyes, her black and white pupils were now completely bloodshot. Thinking of Yan Jue's pale white face when she was carried out of the Sky Prison, her heart clenched tightly.