Quick wear: I'm with my nemesis

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"Do you know how many pots of good wine I spent in order to ignite the Hall of Mental Cultivation?" Chu Chen completely let go of Xie Zhuo's hand, and looked at him inexplicably: "What do you use to compensate me for those wines?"

Xie Zhuo: "..."

Don't think that you can be unreasonable because you are the emperor.

How much is a few jars of wine for you? I saved the Hall of Mental Cultivation for you. How much is that?

Chu Chen suddenly discovered that although this person spoke honestly, his expression was very rich.

In the past, it has not been discovered from a long distance, but now it is so close to see, it has a special flavor.

Maybe it's because of a change of mind, Chu Chen thinks Xie Zhuo like this is pretty good.

Compared with the stereotyped palace, this person is much more interesting.

"You're guilty." Tapping his knees with his fingertips, Chu Chen quietly looked at Xie Zhuo's snow-white neckline, and began to question him.

Xie Zhuo: "..."

Does he have any other options besides pleading guilty?

Once again, he fell to his knees: "I know I was wrong."

But this time, he didn't kneel down.

Chu Chen quickly grabbed his wrist and stopped his movements.

Xie Zhuo didn't realize that the moment he touched his wrist, Chu Chen's eyes completely darkened.

The kind of warmth that made him yearn for.

The kind of warmth that you want to bury your whole body in.

Chu Chen's eyes became darker, but his mouth was still soft: "But I'm not an unreasonable person, because of your great achievements, I can spare you the death penalty."

Xie Zhuo: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

"But capital crimes are inevitable, so I decided to punish you to drink up those wasted wine."

This order was so nonsensical that Xie Zhuo almost felt like he was hallucinating: "Your Majesty?"

"What? Not satisfied?"

"No!" How dare Xie Zhuo say he was not satisfied?

Now this guy doesn't just push him out and chop him up, he can do whatever he wants.

"That's fine," Chu Chen nodded in satisfaction, and then said, "Come on, bring some wine!"

The servant outside the hall was terrified at the moment that he was not doing his job well, and after hearing this, he scrambled and brought over a jar of wine: "Your Majesty!"

I just ask His Majesty not to transfer him out of the imperial court for the sake of his barely usefulness.

"Bring a few more jars." Chu Chen said lightly after glancing at Xie Zhuo.

Not long after, jars of wine appeared in the hall one after another.

Xie Zhuo swallowed with some difficulty: "Qi Ling, I suspect he wants me to die."

Qi Ling: "I can't die, don't worry."

Under Xie Zhuo's pale face, Chu Chen said indifferently: "Eunuch Xie, let's start."

"Chen..." Xie Zhuo's mind was running fast, wondering if there was any way to escape.

After a long time, he said: "I haven't had my breakfast yet. If I drink alcohol, it will hurt my health. I wonder if I can have some food to go with the wine?"

After saying this, he felt that he was amused.

This guy obviously wanted to torture him, how could he give him this.

"Okay." To Xie Zhuo's surprise, Chu Chen agreed without hesitation.

Even the meals that come up are imperial meal specifications.

Xie Zhuo looked at the wine jar in his hand, then at the sumptuous meal, and gritted his teeth: "We'll fight."

With these appetizers, he would be willing to die.

Taking a sip of fine wine at the mouth of the altar, Xie Zhuo picked up vegetables as if he were dead.

Repeatedly, until his face blurred: "Your Majesty, I can't do it."

Because of the alcohol, a blush appeared on his face.

The black hair was stained on the rosy cheeks, giving birth to a bit of beauty.