Ye Jiangxue was drunk. Not only was she drunk, but her drink was extremely bad... so bad - in the middle of the night, she started climbing on the back wall of her favorite Prime Minister's Mansion.

Huchihuchi... so high.

Huchihuchi...it's so cold.

Huchihuchi... Prime Minister, here I come!

At the top of the wall, there is a ladder, and Ye Jiangxue, who can't tell the north, south, east, and west, is trying to roll up.

Under the wall, His Royal Highness the King of Chu and the female official were very worried - the target was not the empress who could fall down at any time, but Yan Junqing, the prime minister's manor who refused to step out of the door and suffered disaster from heaven!

The 100th conversation is as follows:

Biyun: Is it really okay if we don’t stop His Majesty?

Ye Zuibi: It’s really good. Instead of letting her harm us, it’s better to let her harm Yan Junqing!

Biyun: The Prime Minister will whip His Majesty away. You see, she is drunk and has no sense. If she attacks the Prime Minister... she will be whipped away for sure!

Yezuibi (meditating): She will crawl back again after being convulsed, that’s for sure.

Biyun: Then...

Ye Zuibi: Then let’s go back to the palace first to avoid getting hurt by her. Besides, it’s really embarrassing to be pulled back. I don’t think Ajie wants anyone to see it. Biyun, don’t you think so?

Biyun (nods): Your Highness is wise!

Ever since——

Ye Zuibi and Biyun both returned to the palace, leaving Ye Jiangxue alone to climb up with bared teeth.

After almost falling off the wall several times, Ye Jiangxue, who was dizzy, finally succeeded in breaking through the obstacle and landed in the yard.

There are many guards in the courtyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and everyone has a tacit understanding of ignoring Her Majesty the Empress, who will appear every once in a while.

Dazed, Ye Jiangxue rushed into the study. When she opened the door, she held her breath and said, "Mr. Prime Minister, I'll do it—oh!"

Halfway through her powerful shout, she was covered by white fingers. Immediately afterwards, silver-white hair fell in front of her. Yan Junqing's face was paler than usual, and her two beautiful long eyebrows were frowning tightly.

With.

Oops~ Mr. Xiang——

The invisible ears on the little fox's head stood up with a snap, and he opened his mouth with a smile - oohoo, and bit him on the palm of his hand.

Yan Junqing's skin was delicate, and the palm of his hand was the most sensitive place. He was bitten suddenly by her, and he quickly retracted it like an electric shock. His snow-white handsome face turned slightly red.

"Hey, you got bitten by me." The drunk little fox smiled cunningly, stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked his lips back and forth, smacking his mouth.

Yan Junqing was glad that she had collected it quickly, otherwise she would have bitten off the meat.

"Master Xiang~Master Xiang~" She pouted her lips, her red face was not sure whether it was because she was drunk or blown by the night wind. In short, her big eyes were hazy, and her invisible fur ears twitched twice, the little fox was tender.

Young and coquettish, "Hold me, hold me~"

Yan Junqing looked at the empty door, then looked at the little fox whose IQ had regressed for at least ten years. When a bit of cold wind blew, he asked about the smell of wine.

"Have you been drinking?" He continued to frown.

"Yes!" The little fox nodded obediently, stretched out his paws, and gestured a distance thinner than a hair, "Drink a little!"

A little bit?

It would be weird to believe her!

"Really... Ah Zhi——" After rubbing his nose, the little fox blinked and looked at Yan Junqing pitifully.

"Don't wear mink fur when you go out... Your Majesty shouldn't go out late at night at all!" Yan Junqing criticized her angrily, picked up Ye Jiangxue, who was only wearing a coat and skirt, held her with one hand, with the cross arm around her waist, and turned inward

room walk.
Chapter completed!