After His Majesty's rebirth, he personally taught the queen to abuse the scumbag

but……

Just when Cheng Mingran wanted to pour the third glass of wine, Ji Lingzhou reached out to stop her.

Cheng Mingran looked at Ji Lingzhou, who took the wine jug from his hand and said, "Don't just drink. Didn't you ask someone to prepare such a large table of food today? Why don't you eat first since you haven't touched anything yet?"

Drinking on an empty stomach is bad for your health... Besides, her alcohol tolerance is not that good, and Ji Lingzhou is worried that she will have some problems.

Cheng Mingran didn’t know if it was because of the alcohol, but her cheeks were flushed, like two sunset clouds flying over.

She sat down obediently after hearing this, but her depressed mood seemed to be getting more and more obvious. Ji Lingzhou picked up the chopsticks to help her pick up some food: "Eat something first, you just drank some wine, eat something to fill your stomach."

Cheng Mingran silently looked at the food Ji Lingzhou had picked up in the bowl. He would never take the initiative to do these things before. Picking food for me? If I really count it, it must have been before he became the crown prince, right? At that time, I was still very young...

"What's wrong? Don't you like it?" Ji Lingzhou asked.

Cheng Mingran shook her head, then forced a smile: "I'm not disliking it, thank you, Your Majesty." She quietly ate everything in the bowl.

But Ji Lingzhou fell silent when he saw her like this. Why did he always feel that Cheng Mingran was always lifeless? It was as if her world was always dark, dilapidated, and broken...

He didn't say anything, but continued to pick up food for her and served her a bowl of soup: "The weather has been getting colder recently. You can drink more soup to warm your body." He handed the soup he had served to Cheng Mingran.

Cheng Mingran felt upset, but she couldn't tell why. It was just that no one had treated her like this for a long time.

She drank all the soup in her bowl in silence. Perhaps because he couldn't bear to see her like this, Ji Lingzhou took the initiative to pour her a glass of wine: "Do you still want to drink? I'll accompany you."

"Yeah." Cheng Mingran just drank two cups. Drinking can't make you sad... but drinking can help you relieve your sorrow.

She suddenly had a very bold idea: what would it be like to be drunk? Would she not be so sad if she was drunk? Would she not remember anything and forget everything if she was drunk?

Cheng Mingran held the wine in her hand. The wine was a bit spicy... but she suddenly liked the stimulating feeling, so she drank one glass after another until she forgot how much she had drunk.

Ji Lingzhou wanted to stop her several times, but he didn't know where to start. He also wondered if she would feel better if she got drunk?

That’s all…

Just let her be. Maybe after drinking a few glasses of wine, she will feel better. Even if it's just temporary relaxation and forgetfulness, it will be good.

So Ji Lingzhou did not stop her. A moment of indulgence would not cause any major consequences.

Cheng Mingran had no idea how much she had drunk. She just felt her mind becoming more and more hazy, and the things in front of her eyes became vague.

The wine was almost finished and she was about to refill it, but it was gone.

"Calligraphy and painting..." she called out.

The calligraphy and painting came forward: "Niangniang"

"There's no more wine. Bring me another pot." she said.

Shuhua looked worried: "My lady, you have drunk a lot tonight. You can't drink any more. Drinking is harmful to your health."

"Go get it." Ji Lingzhou said.

Shuhua hesitated for a moment, but finally went downstairs to get a pot of wine reluctantly.

Ji Lingzhou reached out and took it: "Have someone prepare sobering soup and warm water." He said casually.

"Yes," Shuhua agreed.

Cheng Mingran picked up the wine again: "Your Majesty..." She was drunk.

Ji Lingzhou cooperated with her and drank, and it didn't take long for most of the wine to be gone.

Cheng Mingran leaned against the carved table, the moonlight shining through the half-closed window, dappled on her face. Her autumn-water eyes were now slightly drunken. Her red lips were slightly parted, as if whispering something unknown to anyone.

Her hair was loose, her long black hair was like a waterfall, and it contrasted with her lake blue dress that swayed in the wind. She exuded a faint aroma of wine, which mixed with the incense in the hall, making people intoxicated.

Her slender fingers twirled the wine glass with an inadvertent grace. As she sipped the wine, a hint of sadness appeared on her rosy cheeks, like a newly bloomed flower about to wither.

As the alcohol got stronger, her eyes began to blur, as if she was reminiscing about the past. I don't know if it was because she was drunk, so she lost those restraints and even relaxed her movements. Her posture became more and more graceful, and every turn and every raise of her hand was like a poem or a painting... In her drunken state, she made people fall in love with her under the night sky.

This was the first time Ji Lingzhou saw her drunk.

Just when Cheng Mingran wanted to continue drinking because she was not satisfied, Ji Lingzhou finally took the wine jug in her hand.

"You're drunk." he said.

Cheng Mingran seemed to react for a moment, then shook her head: "I'm not drunk... They say that if you're drunk you can forget the things that hurt you the most. But I still remember them very clearly, so I'm not drunk..."

The look in Ji Lingzhou's eyes became more and more complicated. He stepped forward and wanted to help the man up: "Drinking may not necessarily help you forget things, but... what is the most uncomfortable thing for you?" he asked.

Cheng Mingran raised her eyes and looked at him, as if she was seriously trying to identify who the person in front of her was, and she didn't speak for a long time.

"The most painful thing... I don't know, it seems like everything is painful." She wanted to stand up, but just as she made a move, she lost balance and fell to the side.

But fortunately, there was Ji Lingzhou, who hugged her quickly and nimbly, so Cheng Mingran finally fell into his arms.

"Go and bring the sobering soup." Ji Lingzhou said, and Shuhua hurried downstairs.

Ji Lingzhou hugged the person in his arms: "Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?" he asked.

Cheng Mingran shook her head, and she tried hard to stand up straight, but she couldn't stand. In the end, she simply leaned on Ji Lingzhou's arms, and then stared at him blankly, with the broken light in her eyes flickering, as if she wanted to gather together, but she couldn't put it together.

"Your Majesty..." she cried.

"Yes," Ji Lingzhou agreed.

"They lied to me, they lied to me..." Cheng Mingran was so drunk that she was unconscious.

"What did they lie to you about?" Ji Lingzhou asked.

"They clearly said that drinking can help me forget my sorrows, but why do I feel even sadder after drinking? They lied to me... I can't drink... Drinking is of no use at all." Her eyes turned red and tears began to fall.