Chapter 1939： Do you want to be a concubine?

He probably understood Yundai's situation at the time.

"Involuntarily, just look at the result." Leng Rushuang shook his head and raised the flask to fill the wine.

Zhao Shu frowned: "You are going to be drunk, a girl, don't drink like a man."

Leng Rushuang's face turned flush.

She squinted her drunk eyes, held her hip flask, and smiled: "Lord, thank you for coming to celebrate the New Year with me this year. I have been for a long time, a long time...no one has spent the New Year together. I am alone every year, not as lively as the snow outside. ."

She looked out the door with a lonely expression.

Zhao Shu was silent for a while and said: "Rushuang, for so many years, you and I are not brothers and sisters, but better than brothers and sisters. If you are alone, it is better to move to the palace and I will take care of you as a sister."

Leng Rushuang smiled and said: "If you have no name and no distinction, I will move to the palace. Wouldn't it be criticized?"

"When you didn't care about hindering Yuanhe, why were you not afraid of criticism?"

"It was young and silly."

"This king just made a suggestion, you decide whether you want to move in or not," Zhao Yuanjing said.

"No." Leng Rushuang didn't want to refuse, raising his finger and pointing at him, "Unless you marry me back, otherwise, I won't live in your palace."

Zhao Shu held the wine glass, glanced at her, and said, "You are drunk."

Leng Rushuang smiled drunkly: "Those **** bad old men still want me to be their concubine... I yeah! But what... If the prince wants me to be a concubine, Rushuang would be very happy..."

"That's what you want to be a concubine?"

"No, I only want to be the prince's concubine, after all, I am just a lowly commoner, without a family, no identity, not worthy of the prince's identity..."

She was drunk, her voice lower and lower, and finally lay on the table, muttering.

Zhao Shu never heard these words in her mouth.

For so many years, she has kept the distance she should have, and she refused to say a word of transgression.

Now, she is drunk, and finally speaks everything in her heart.

Zhao Shu looked at her for a while and said, "You and I are both poor people."

He put down the wine glass, took off his cloak, and covered her, lest she fall asleep and catch a cold.

Leng Rushuang didn't fall asleep, she was just drunk and dazed, reached out her hand to touch the cloak, and raised her head blankly: "Where is the lord going?"

"The king should go now."

Zhao Shu put out a piece of silver on the table, paused, and said, "If you are scared alone, I will call some maids to accompany you."

"I'm not afraid..." She smiled, "The prince must not forget my ability. People in this world who dare to bully me are dead."

Zhao Shu knew that she was good at using poison, so he didn't worry, and said, "Don't drink, go back to the house when you want to sleep. I will close the door for you."

Leng Rushuang gave a low hmm, listening to the sound of footsteps walking away and the door opening and closing.

She lay down on the table again, picked up the flask and drank.

After a while, there was another knock on the door.

"Come in." Leng Rushuang did not return.

She thought it was Zhao Shu who had gone and returned. At this time, no one else would come.

But it's not Zhao Shu.

That is a young man.

He stood at the door, bringing a cold wind.

Leng Rushuang was awake a little bit by the cold wind, turned to look over, and couldn't help but smile: "Hey, it's you. Little Artai who is always with the queen empress, right? New Year's Day, don't you Staying at home for the New Year, why come here?"

Wei Jintai walked in, looked at her pink cheeks, a little cautious, and said unequivocally, "Miss Leng, are you drunk? I, there is no wine in my house, come and make a pot of wine."

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