Quick Wear: The Gold Digger Was Influenced by Love Brain

Liu Weiyue didn't think about the confusing look Mo Huaiche gave her when he left.

She was tired after a long day, and soon fell asleep after lying down.

Half asleep and half awake, she felt as if she was entangled by a python and could not break free no matter how hard she struggled.

After waking up from her dream, she met a pair of dark eyes.

"Mo Huaiche?"

"Why are you here again?"

She struggled, but the man held her even tighter, making her feel suffocated. Her face turned red, and she didn't know if it was because of the suffocation or anger.

"let me go!"

Mo Huaiche stared at her without saying a word, wrapping his arms and legs around her tighter and tighter.

Liu Weiyue smelled a strong smell of alcohol and her brows furrowed.

"Have you been drinking?"

Mo Huaiche did not answer her, but just stared at her without saying a word.

Liu Weiyue, "..."

"Are you so happy about taking a concubine that you drink so much?"

Mo Huaiche remained silent.

The corners of Liu Weiyue's mouth twitched.

"Please loosen up a little. I can hardly breathe because of you hugging me."

This time, Mo Huaiche seemed to understand and relaxed a little.

Liu Weiyue poked her head out from his chest, took a deep breath, and after a while, she asked, "Isn't tonight your wedding night with Xu Miaojin?"

"What are you doing here?"

Mo Huaiche grabbed her head and placed it on his forehead.

"Headache."

Liu Weiyue rolled her eyes rudely.

"You knew you'd get a headache if you drank too much, but you still insisted on drinking so much. You deserve it!"

Having said that, she still sat up, let him lie on her legs, and rubbed his temple.

"Is this any better?"

Mo Huaiche closed his eyes and hummed.

Liu Weiyue rubbed him for a while, and worried that he had fallen asleep, she pushed his head and said, "Go back to the concubine's courtyard quickly, and don't mess around here anymore."

If Xu Miaojin found out that Mo Huaiche stayed at her place tonight, she would probably blame him for it.

Although she was not worried about having too many debts and not itchy because of having too many lice, she still wanted to have a couple of days of leisure and did not want to be troubled every day.

Mo Huaiche opened his eyes and looked up at her.

"Are you going to drive me away again?"

Liu Weiyue said in a gentle voice, "It's not that I want to drive you away, but you should accompany the concubine tonight. It's against the rules to stay with me."

She frowned and shouted outside.

"Year-old."

There was an immediate response from outside the door.

"Princess, what are your orders?"

Liu Weiyue said, "The prince has drunk too much, go ask the kitchen to make a bowl of sobering soup."

Sui'er replied, "I will go right away."

The house became quiet again.

Liu Weiyue didn't stop massaging Mo Huaiche's temples.

After a while, Sui'er came with some sobering soup.

With the help of moonlight, through the curtains, he saw Mo Huaiche lying in Liu Weiyue's arms. He was a little startled, but immediately looked away.

"Princess, the hangover soup is here."

Liu Weiyue said, "Put it on the small table. You don't have to stand guard outside the door in the second half of the night. Go and have a rest."

After Sui'er went down, Liu Weiyue opened the bed curtain, got out of bed, brought the hangover soup to the bed, sat down beside the bed, and said to Mo Huaiche, "Get up and drink the soup."

Mo Huaiche sat up obediently, buried his head in her hand, and drank it sip by sip.

When he was halfway through drinking, he pushed it aside and looked at her with dark eyes.

"You drink too."

Liu Weiyue looked helpless.

"I didn't drink."

Mo Huaiche said stubbornly, "You drink."

Liu Weiyue, "..."

Forget it. Why should she reason with a drunkard?

After pretending to take a sip, she handed the sobering soup to his mouth.

"Can you drink the hangover soup obediently this time?"

Mo Huaiche hummed and gulped down the remaining hangover soup in the bowl.

Liu Weiyue breathed a sigh of relief.

After a while, he asked, "Does your head still hurt? Are you more awake?"

Mo Huaiche lay down and said, "It doesn't hurt anymore, go to sleep."

Liu Weiyue, "..."

"Now that you are sober, why are you still staying here with me?"

In her eyes, Mo Huaiche is now a trouble.

If Mo Huaiche was allowed to stay here all night, not only would Xu Miaojin make a fuss, but the Queen Mother would also be able to find something to hold against her and cause trouble for her again.

Mo Huaiche said, "You are my princess, why can't I be here with you?"

He frowned and asked, "Do you really want me to stay somewhere else?"

Liu Weiyue explained, "It's not a question of whether you want to do it or not, but whether you should do it or not, and whether you can do it or not."

"According to the rules..."

Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by Mo Huaiche.

"Shut up."

Liu Weiyue, "..."

Damn it, it’s bad enough that he came to her place in the middle of the night and acted drunk, but now that he’s awake, he’s asking her to shut up. Does he really think she’s a punching bag?

She picked up a pillow and threw it at him.

Mo Huaiche didn't dodge and was hit directly, but he didn't get angry.

He pulled her onto the bed, and despite her struggles, he straightened her position, then turned sideways and held her in his arms, closing his eyes.

"sleep."

Liu Weiyue took a deep breath.

"You are already in your twenties, why are you still so willful?"

If you don’t know, you would think he is a five or six-year-old child!

Mo Huaiche was silent for a while.

"You don't have to worry about being in trouble with the Queen Mother. Concubine Xu and the Queen Mother's people won't know that I'm sleeping at your place tonight."

Liu Weiyue didn't understand what he meant for a moment.

If he wasn't around, would Xu Miaojin really not notice?

With such doubts in mind, she fell asleep in a daze.

The next day.

According to the rules, Concubine Xu should offer tea to Liu Weiyue on the first day of her marriage.

It was not until noon that Xu Miaojin arrived at Zhongyue Courtyard leisurely. Without Liu Weiyue's permission, he found a seat and sat down.

She waved the round fan in her hand, her face full of spring, and said hypocritically, "Princess, the prince made me fuss all night yesterday, and I couldn't rest until the second half of the night. I'm not feeling well right now, and I was unable to pay my respects to you in time. I hope you won't blame me."

Liu Weiyue looked a little strange.

"The prince disturbed you most of the night last night?"

How come she remembered that as soon as it got dark last night, that bastard Mo Huaiche came to her?

When Xu Miaojin heard her ask this, she just thought she was jealous and felt extremely happy.

"Yes, the prince is very brave and extraordinary. I guess the princess couldn't serve him alone before, right?"

"Now I am here to share the burden with you, princess. Are you happy?"

Liu Weiyue smiled.

"I am naturally happy that Concubine Xu is so considerate."

"It's getting late, Concubine, you should serve tea quickly."

There was a trace of reluctance in Xu Miaojin's eyes. It was a great humiliation for her to serve tea to a merchant's daughter.

but……

She didn't want Brother Huai to think that she was ignorant, so she could only swallow her anger for the time being.

Having tasted the sweetness last night, she got what she wanted, and she was unusually well-behaved today.

The maid brought the tea tray.

Xu Miaojin brought out the tea bowl, knelt in front of Liu Weiyue, and raised the teacup.

"Princess, please have tea."