Chapter 325： What are you uncle

Zhao Shu was sitting on a chair, dragged by her robe, looking at her speechlessly.

Her face was flushed, and she was obviously drunk.

The woman's drinker is too bad.

"You let me go first," Zhao Shu said.

"Not loose!" Yun Dai held him down, the alcohol in her mouth exhaled to his face, "You, what kind of emperor are you, your nephew is detained, you still have the heart to eat and drink here!"

Zhao Shu: "..."

He pulled her claws apart, adjusted his robes, and said, "This king is just a courtier. How can he take care of the affairs of other people's father and son at will?"

"You have to take care of it! Nephew... son, don't you have one too?"

"You woman, don't mess around, okay?" Zhao Shu was afraid that she would pounce on him again, so he stood up and stayed away from her.

Yun Dai's head became heavier, and her stomach rolled and she wanted to vomit.

She held the table and sat down slowly, her mind confused.

"What kind of **** prince are you...holding a heavy soldier in your hand, you can't even control an old foolish Emperor..."

"..."

Zhao Shu frowned and glanced at the door.

The butler hurriedly flashed people.

It's quiet around.

Zhao Shu said: "The emperor wants to teach Yuan Jing, but he won't kill him. It's you, I'm afraid it's not very good."

"Zhao Yuanjing is not good, and I am not good either." Yun Dai was dizzy, nauseated and uncomfortable with her hands on her head, and she didn't want to say anything.

Zhao Shu said, "What do you want me to do?"

"Go and beat the emperor old man! Make him sober!"

"No," Zhao Shu said, "Anything else?"

Yun Dai suddenly stood up abruptly.

Zhao Shu looked at her.

"Where is the toilet?" She covered her mouth.

"What bucket?"

Yun Dai couldn't bear it anymore, and rushed outside, hugging a tree and vomiting wildly.

Zhao Shu raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, then sighed.

After Yun Dai vomited, she was dizzy and weak, and squatted leaning on the tree.

Zhao Shu walked over, and snow fell on her bundled hair.

She was wearing a flying fish suit with her hair tied up, like a slender and beautiful little boy.

"Go inside." Zhao Shu said.

Yun Dai raised her head and stretched out her hand to him.

Zhao Shu stood still.

"Take a hand." Yun Dai muttered dissatisfied.

"Get up by yourself." Zhao Shu turned and walked into the house. "If you still want me to help you, come here. Otherwise, stay away and vomit in the palace again, and this king will clean up you."

Yun Dai's groggy mind heard the word he was willing to help, and she stood up without hesitation.

Unexpectedly, he stood fiercely, his eyes were dark, and he fell to the ground.

The whole person threw himself into the snow and took a mouthful of snow.

Fortunately, the snowdrift is extremely thick, otherwise it would be really hard to fall.

Zhao Shu looked back and saw that the corners of his lips were curled up. He wanted to laugh and held back. He only said, "It's stupid."

He returned, walked in front of her, reached out and grabbed the belt of her flying fish suit, lifted her up, walked into the house, and gently put her in the chair.

He squatted down, looked into her eyes, and asked, "Are you okay?"

Yundai took the sleeves and wiped the snow off her face. The cold snow and vomiting cleanly made her sober.

"Master, do you really have a way to help me?" she said.

"You can think of a solution by yourself," Zhao Shu said, "If I need my help, I can help appropriately."

Yun Dai frowned: "But the emperor has been staying in Yufu Palace and refused to come out. Not to mention the ministers of the clan, even the Queen Mother Liu Guifei, they can't forcibly break in."