Prince, kneel down quickly, the lady can't run away

Chapter 183 Drunk Zhao Keke

"Come on, today is your good day, drink some wine to boost your courage," Zhao Keke said, raising her eyebrows.

"What courage do you have?" Murong Shuangshuang asked

"Hehe, I guess you haven't seen it either. Eat and drink first and then I'll take out my treasures and show them to you." Zhao Keke hugged Murong Shuangshuang

They are both very familiar with each other, so they hit it off immediately.

Xuan Ling came over to remind Wen Jiu not to drink too much. After all, this was in Prince Xiao's mansion, and he couldn't get drunk and say nonsense.

"Xuan Ling, don't worry about her today. She needs to be brave enough to bring Xiao Taoer with her."

Xuan Ling and the other two were waiting outside the door.

The people inside had already drunk a pot of wine while they were toasting each other. At this time, Zhao Keke took out her treasure again and showed it to Murong Shuangshuang.

It was too late to stop her from asking, but she didn't take hers last time, so where did she get this precious book?

Wen Jiu was dragged by them to watch it again with great interest, and he had no idea that Xiao Jue outside was being drunk miserably.

"Brother, I really can't drink any more. I've already drunk a lot of the wine that those people toasted to me." Xiao Jue refused politely. He knew that these brothers would not let him go.

"That's not something I can control." Wen Xi ignored his refusal

Four brothers plus Fu Yichen, five people each poured a glass of wine. The four of them knew that this guy didn't like his sister, but he married her. What a hypocrite.

The blue dragon, blue tiger, and light wind were all stopped by them and were not allowed to approach.

Several people mourned in their hearts: Master, please take care of yourself!

Fu Yichen wanted to remind the prince that he had to enter the bridal chamber, but his voice was drowned out by them. He shook his head helplessly and looked at the sky. It was already late and most people had left. Why didn't Shuangshuang come out yet?

She asked the maid to call Shuangshuang, and soon Baizhi followed out and whispered something in Fu Yichen's ear. Xiao Jue looked over, and he hurried over, then stepped back and said, "Jiu'er and Shuangshuang seem to be drunk..."

"Ah?" Several people were extremely shocked. How could a bride get drunk on the wedding day?

Everyone dropped the wine glasses in their hands, and even Su Jinyu, who was sitting in a wheelchair, was pushed quickly towards the new house...

Xuanxing at the door saw the person coming, and his heart skipped a beat. He hurried forward and said, "Prince, eldest son, cousin, and Mr. Fu..."

Then he opened the door, and inside there was really a lot of wine and women. What a great guy, Wenjiu. Xiao Jue looked at Wenjiu lying on the bed, hugging three women, just like a playboy.

He was so mad, but she was so happy. It was hard for him to be worried.

“This…” Several people were troubled

"Xuan Ling, help Shuangshuang out." Xuan Ling helped Murong Shuangshuang out and handed her to Fu Yichen. He said goodbye to everyone and returned to the Shao Shi Mansion. He also asked Xiao Jue to take care of the warm wine.

"What should we do with the other two? Should we notify their families?" Su Jinxiu asked

"Bai Zhi, help Ke Ke out. I'll take her back," Wen Xi said helplessly. She probably had to hide at home, so she might as well put her back in Jiu'er's boudoir. However, she didn't think it was inappropriate.

"Help her get on my carriage. Her maid must be waiting outside." Bai Zhi and Xuan Xing helped her get on the carriage.

"Yes, young master."

"There's only one left?" Su Jinxiu asked again

"Why don't you send them off, second brother? I'm sure the people in their mansion will be waiting outside. But the Wenchang Marquis's mansion probably won't send anyone to wait there, right?" Su Jinxiu said with a smile.

"You send it," Su Jinmu said

"I have to push my brother, you go ahead."

"Forget it, let's help them get on the carriage and take them to the Prime Minister's Mansion." Wen Xi looked at them in a dilemma

"It's not appropriate. She may have gone there because she has lived there for a long time. If Miss Wu showed up at the Prime Minister's Mansion rashly, do you know what rumors would arise? Besides, Keke can no longer go to the Prime Minister's Mansion. Jiu'er is already married, so let's send them both back to the General's Mansion. They can just keep each other company." Su Jinyu said calmly while sitting in a wheelchair.

"Okay, I'll take her there. She should be in my carriage by now."

"Um"

"Second brother, hurry up and help Xuan Ling to help Miss Wu. It's time for us to go back," Su Jinxiu said with a smile.

Su Jinyu was pushed back and said to Xiao Jue, "She's drunk, please take good care of her, my lord."

"Thank you for taking care of my sister, my lord. Don't bully her when she's drunk. I'll wait for you to come back." Wen Xi pinched his shoulder.

"The breeze sends..."

"no need"

Xiao Jue looked at the mess in the room and couldn't help laughing. What was he expecting?

Soon Bai Zhi and the others came back, cleaned up the room quickly, and left.

The drunk woman in the carriage seemed unable to bear the bumps, she covered her head and cried out that she was dizzy. Wen Xi helped her sit down, and Xiao Taoer pulled her over. She moved closer to Wen Xi again, looked at him with half-opened eyes and asked, "Brother Wen Xi, I want to ask you something."

As he spoke, he moved closer, their breaths spraying on each other's faces. Zhao Keke stared at his Adam's apple.

"What's the matter? Sit down first."

"Miss, just sit down and ask Young Master Wen first." Xiao Taoer was almost embarrassed by her young lady. She knew how ambiguous this posture was. Ahhhh, what should she do?

"Xiao Tao'er, please go out first. I am asking about a private matter."

"It's okay, you go out first, I'll watch her, Changqing is driving outside, you can just sit next to her."

"Yes, Master Wen, please forgive my lady if she has offended me."

Wen Xi nodded

"Okay, Xiao Tao'er is out, go ahead and ask, what is something that even your own maid can't know?"

Zhao Keke simply sat on his legs and pushed him down against the carriage, and lifted his chin with her fingers, forcing him to look up.

"You...get up first" Wen Xi was about to push her away

Zhao Keke held him tightly, and he took out a hand to touch his Adam's apple and asked, "Why can't you touch a man's Adam's apple?"

This sentence is extremely ambiguous and has a charming meaning.

Wen Xi suddenly grabbed her hand. It was so soft and thin that it felt like it would break if he used a little force.

"Don't touch" has a low and hoarse voice, full of magnetism

She looked down at him, he looked up at her, and before they knew it the air was full of alcohol, as they were both drunk. Zhao Keke's hands clasped his neck, and the carriage overturned, allowing them to have close contact. Yes, they kissed.

Wen Xi hugged her hand tightly, his body was so soft, afraid that she would fall, and also afraid that she would do something stupid again. Wen Xi's heart was in a state of chaos, completely different from the people in the other compartment.

The carriage of the General's Mansion was big enough. Miss Wu almost fell down after it flipped over. Su Jinmu quickly picked her up, but she staggered and leaned on his shoulder again.

"Brother, can you hold her tighter? What if Miss Wu falls and gets hurt and disfigured?" Su Jinxiu teased.

"Jin Xiu, don't talk nonsense. You're ruining people's reputation." Su Jinyu scolded. Hearing this, Su Jinmu took back his hand.

"No one knows about it. Isn't this also for her own good? Her maid would report it to us. Otherwise, why would we three grown men need to take care of this woman? It's a good thing we are gentlemen. Maybe she can be my second sister-in-law in the future. Second brother, you have to be responsible if you hug her." Su Jinxiu kept joking, but none of them looked at Wu Zizhuo.

I think there is really no other way. I can't just leave her in Prince Xiao's mansion and cause criticism.