I really don't want to be a villain

Chapter 135
Qiaoqiao took a deep look at her, and finally ran out resolutely.

Everyone knows that the imperial guards can't save people, who else can save them?
Lu Qiming and Jing Chu probably have no chance to leave here.

In the evening, when the sun was setting and the sky was full of sunset clouds, a figure walked into the cold palace slowly, his footsteps were neither light nor heavy, which happened to be heard by Lu Qiming.

She raised her eyes to look at Jing Chu, he was still wearing the bright yellow clothes, with the nine-clawed dragon pattern shining brightly in the setting sun.He was very clean, without any embarrassment.If there is anything special, it is probably because there are some snowflakes on his body.

"The emperor is here?" She took another wine cup, poured a glass of wine, and put it on the seat next to her, "I have been waiting for you for a long time, would you like a glass of plum wine?"

Jing Chu didn't speak, just walked over and sat beside her, drinking one cup after another.

Lu Qiming glanced at the jug that had bottomed out, pressed Jing Chu's hand, and smiled brightly, "Is there anything the emperor wants to say to his concubine?"

Jing Chu shook the wine in the wine cup, "Plum wine, I remember that Ming'er liked plum wine the most when he was young, plums... since childhood..."

She was slightly taken aback, Jing Chu's tone was full of loneliness, which made her heart ache. "Your Majesty, after all, you are no longer young."

My heart ached, but what she said was still indifferent, as if she had sprinkled a handful of salt on Jing Chu's wound.

Jing Chu smiled, and pointed out the window, "Minger, it's snowing."

Lu Qiming clenched her fingers and remained silent. She didn't know what to say, so she could only be a listener, waiting for Jing Chu to continue.

Seeing her appearance, Jing Chu knew that she had probably forgotten about it, so he just shook his head helplessly, "Ming'er's memory is really bad."

"A few days ago, you asked me, next time it snows, can I still play like that." He raised his hand and pinched Lu Qiming's cheek, "Do you still want to play tomorrow?"

Lu Qiming turned around and took out a jar of wine from the cabinet, which she specially prepared for this last moment - a jar of old Dukang.

She poured a glass, and then poured it into her mouth, the spicy taste spread in her throat, choking her to tears.

"Your Majesty, do you want to drink?" She didn't answer Jing Chu's question, but asked casually.

Jing Chu shook his head, but still didn't speak.

"Your Majesty, Du Kang is the only one who can relieve your worries." A red cloud flew up on her cheeks, and her tongue seemed to be knotted. For her kind of drinking, the alcohol always came quickly.

Jing Chu sighed softly, and pulled her into his arms, "Ming'er, drink away your sorrows, and your sorrows will get worse."

Lu Qiming arched into his arms unconsciously, and hugged him with both hands, "Don't worry, everything is over, isn't it?"

Jing Chu tightened his arms and pursed his lips into a line. It really was the little girl he missed...

"Well, it's over." He echoed.

Lu Qiming rubbed against his chest, "Your Majesty, I'm sorry..."

Jing Chu smiled, and asked again, "Do you like me tomorrow? Would you like to stay with me?"

"The concubine is naturally willing, but there is no chance!" She replied with a smile, "Let's wait for the next life!"

She thought in a daze, it must be over now, seeing Jing Chu like this, she must have completed the task, right?

She listened with her ears up for a long time, but she didn't hear the system notification tone. After all, she couldn't resist the onset of alcohol and fell into a drowsy sleep.

(End of this chapter)