Quick Travel: Cannon fodder, she always encounters yandere and paranoid people

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Feiyu left the banquet to handle important matters for Cui Rongyu. When the banquet was about to end, the second prince Cui Yan also left first because he had important matters to discuss in the palace.

Cui Rongyu just chatted a few more words with others, and when he turned around, he saw Yun Wu's cheeks were already red from drinking.

"W-Wang Ye..."

She hugged Choi Yong-yo's wide-sleeved robe, her fair cheeks flushed, and her almond-shaped eyes seemed to be filled with mist.

Cui Rongyu frowned slightly. He clearly gave her fruit wine that was not intoxicating.

He soon realized something was wrong. He smelled the newly presented wine jug and found that it contained not fruit wine but strong liquor.

Yun Wu had never drunk these before, so she got drunk immediately after drinking.

"Little Prince, why are you shaking? Stop shaking, I'm dizzy..."

Yun Wu muttered softly, clutching Cui Rongyu's sleeve under the table with one hand, and touching her head with the other hand in distress.

Cui Rong's cold expression softened a little, and he let Yun Wu hold his wide sleeves to play with them in a soothing manner.

"We'll go back later."

It was not known whether the wrong wine was just a coincidence or someone did it on purpose. Choi Yong-woo pursed his lips tightly, whether it was intentional or unintentional, he would let someone find out.

At this time, Wang Sheng, the grandson of Prime Minister Wang, who was having fun in his concubine's room in the backyard, also heard the sound of the servants coming to reply.

It turned out that Wang Sheng ordered people to quietly replace the fruit wine with strong liquor.

He had asked his servants to find out that the beautiful woman was just Cui Rongyu's maid, of low status and not to be feared, so he dared to act so boldly.

"Then I will find a chance to send someone to help the maid to the backyard to rest. She is drunk, so you can..."

The servant spoke in a sly way, and Wang Sheng became happy. He sent away the two concubines whom he was tired of, and waited happily for the little beauty to come.

Wang Sheng thought that he was the prime minister's grandson after all. If he was discovered, he could say that it was the maid who seduced him first and he just made a mistake that all men would make.

Although Cui Rongyu was a prince, his grandfather was of high status too. He would not go against the Prime Minister's Mansion just for a mere maid.

The more Wang Sheng thought about it, the more feasible it seemed to him. He lay comfortably on the bed, waiting for the servants to bring the person over.

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The guests at the banquet left one after another, except for the drunk old prime minister who was still throwing a tantrum and wanted to continue drinking with Choi Yong-woo.

"Keep on playing, keep on playing!"

The old prime minister was so drunk that he couldn't even tell friend from foe, and said that he and Cui Rongyu hit it off at first sight.

"The Prime Minister is drunk, it's better for him to rest early."

Cui Rongyu said lightly. Yun Wu was already resting on the table, resting her head on his sleeve, mumbling some nonsense from time to time.

Just as Cui Rongyu was about to get up and take Yun Wu away, a maid from the Prime Minister's Mansion suddenly walked over quickly.

"Your Highness, why don't you let me take her to the backyard wing to rest for a while? You see, the Prime Minister still wants to have a few more drinks with you, Your Highness..."

The maid said, she seemed a little guilty, or maybe it was Cui Rongyu's cold face that made people dare not look directly at him. After she said that, she stretched out her hand to help Yun Wu, who was lying on the table.

"and many more."

Cui Rongyu's voice was cold, and the maid's outstretched hand suddenly stopped. When she looked up and saw Cui Rongyu's cold eyes, she was so scared that she dared not move.

Feiyu arrived late after finishing his important business. He immediately understood what Cui Rongyu meant by just one look and stood in front of the maid with his scabbard in hand.

Most of the guests around had already left, and some who had just walked to the door stopped when they heard the noise.

The old prime minister sitting in the main seat was already drunk and unconscious, looking a little funny.

Cui Rongyu ignored him, stood up and gently picked up Yun Wu.

Yun Wu was a little confused due to being drunk. She opened her hazy almond-shaped eyes and looked at him blankly.

"I still want to eat chicken legs..."

"you're drunk."

Cui Rongyu's clear voice was low and somewhat helpless. He remembered that Yun Wu had already eaten a lot tonight, and even if he was soft-hearted, he couldn't let her eat more.

The few guests still at the door stared at Choi Yong-woo who was holding the maid with wide eyes in disbelief.

Didn't they say that the young prince didn't like women? Just now, when a dancer approached him, he didn't show any mercy, but now he can actually see him taking the initiative to hug her...

Choi Yong-woo ignored the furtive looks from those people, lowered his eyes to look at the drunk girl in his arms, and whispered to comfort her when she tried to struggle:

"I'll take you back."

"My Lord, this side..."

Fei Yu asked. The maid who was instructed to help Yun Wu to the backyard was still trembling.

Thinking of the old prime minister's incompetent and lustful grandson Wang Sheng, Cui Rongyu was able to guess the whole cause and effect in no time, and then turned around to look at Feiyu.

"Have the pig taken to the yard and beaten."

"Yes, I will have the pigsty prepared right away."

Fei Yu said with a smile, he had been unhappy with that Wang Sheng for a long time, now that the young prince had spoken, he naturally had to have things done.

The carriage back to the palace was waiting outside early. Cui Rongyu got on the carriage holding Yun Wu, and the coachman whipped the carriage at full speed back to the palace.

Wang Sheng, the little beauty who was waiting in the backyard, was suddenly taken out by several guards of the palace who broke in and dragged to the backyard to be tortured like a pig.

The wailing sounds became louder and louder, and servants from the Prime Minister's Mansion were watching nearby.

The old prime minister is now drunk and unconscious, and his father is working far away in another place. There is really no one who can save him now.

Yun Wu in the carriage was not as quiet as before. Having drunk too much, she seemed to find everything particularly new and curious. She crawled here and rolled there.

The journey was bumpy and she accidentally hit her head. Only then did she calm down completely. She covered her head with both hands and looked at Choi Yong-woo pitifully.

"I was hit on the head by a carriage..."

Her cheeks were flushed and her eyes suddenly turned red with crystal tears.

"Who insisted on rolling on the carriage just now? Now that you're hit, you feel the pain."

Choi Yong-woo's voice was clear, but his eyes were not cold. Reluctantly, he took a thin blanket from the carriage and wrapped her up.

Now Yun Wu could only sit there obediently. With a thin blanket wrapped on her head, only her palm-sized face was exposed, and some of her hair on her temples was loose.

She still smelled of alcohol, her cheeks were rosy, and the redness at the corners of her eyes had not yet faded.

Choi Yong-woo pursed her thin lips, and paused in the action of combing her hair at the temples. She lowered her eyes and looked at her fair pink lips.

"Choi Yong-woo, I want to eat some sweet cakes - um..."

Yun Wu's breath was stopped before she could finish her words. Her head was dizzy from drinking and her reaction time was a little slow.

It was not until Choi Yong-woo released the hand that was holding her head that she pursed her pink lips belatedly.

I blinked my hazy eyes and saw that the handsome man in front of me seemed to smile.

"What did you call me?"

Choi Yong-woo asked, holding her cheeks with both hands. She giggled and then screamed again happily.

"Choi Yong-woo!"

The smile on his face deepened, and the coldness between his brows melted like an iceberg and turned into an indescribable emotion.

I want to kiss you to death...

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