Chapter 57 I’m not drunk

Xia Ji was stunned for a moment, and when she looked at him, he looked away and said, "Your Majesty... I had a drink, so I'm not drunk."

"Ah."

Sure enough, he was drunk.

But what she never expected was that Xia Ji, the dignified commander of the Jinyi Guards, didn't know how to drink!

No one would dare to believe this.

Xia Hanyu couldn't help but burst out laughing, his eyebrows curved, and his clear eyes seemed to be filled with starlight, so bright.

Xia Ji couldn't help but turn his head when he heard her laughter. His dark eyes stared at her quietly, weak and harmless. Xia Hanyu's throat felt inexplicably dry at the sight, and he could only look away with a dry cough. .

I have to say that this face is like the favored face of the Creator. It has sharp edges and corners, sharp eyebrows like swords, and thin lips like chisels. It is really beautiful and tempting.

Poria beside her had already known her interest and led other palace attendants to follow her not too far away, so as not to disturb the two people's solitude.

Seeing her move her eyes away, Xia Ji's originally weak eyes dimmed a bit, and the wine naturally sobered up a bit. He opened his mouth and was about to say something when he saw her holding his arm with her backhand.

"Let's go, we'll get on the carriage later, and I'll let Poria soak you in honey to relieve the hangover."

"……Well."

He responded, but could no longer say the words he was about to say, enjoying her rare tenderness, as if she belonged to him alone at this moment.

For Xia Ji, from that time when his face was injured, His Highness seemed to have changed as a person. She was getting better and better towards him, so much so that he even had delusions in his heart that he shouldn't have.

But he knows that sooner or later everything will be fleeting like a flash in the pan, and now he just wants to hold on to the present and is unwilling to let go.

Xia Hanyu helped him get into the carriage. Just as he was about to hold Fu Ling's hand, he saw that he had already turned around, grabbed her hand, and pulled her directly into the carriage with one force.

Where his hands were clasped together, the calluses on his palms rubbed her palms, causing a slight itch.

"Your Highness... forgive me."

Xia Ji soon let go of her.

Xia Hanyu was in a daze for a moment, shook his head, "Go in."

"Your Highness, please come first."

Xia Ji took a step away, watched her go in, then bent down and walked in, sitting down opposite her.

After a while, Fuling walked in and handed the honey water to Xia Hanyu, "I just went inside and asked for some hot water. The honey is the kind that His Highness is used to drinking."

"Yes." Xia Hanyu reached out to take it, and Fuling pushed it out knowingly, with a smile on her lips, happy.

Xia Hanyu opened the lid, probed the wall of the cup, and handed him the honey water without scalding it.

"Drink it. Although you seem to be awake a lot, you will feel more comfortable if you drink it."

Xia Ji reached out and took it, "Thank you, Your Highness."

He just raised his head and finished the drink in two sips.

For the first time, Xia Hanyu felt the gap between men and women.

After Xia Ji finished drinking, she kept holding the quilt in her hand and had no intention of returning it to her. Xia Hanyu hesitated for a moment and then didn't ask him for it.

She also just discovered that she was the one she was used to drinking in the carriage all her life.

Seeing that he was still dumbfounded, Xia Hanyu said to Fuling outside: "Fu Ling, go to Huangzhuang."

"only."

The carriage rolled steadily and gradually accelerated, until it reached the outside of the city and became much faster again.

Xia Ji took a deep breath, as if he had finally calmed down, and his eyes returned to calm.

"Your Highness, I...are awake."

"It seems that my honey water is really good at relieving hangovers." Xia Hanyu teased him a little, a little confused, "You just went to the Imperial Mansion after drinking, right?"

"……yes."

Although he didn't want to admit it, Xia Ji didn't want to lie to her.

Xia Hanyu couldn't help but laugh, "I feel some sympathy for those people. You didn't...tort them, did you?"

Seeing how "well-behaved" he is in front of her, it shouldn't be that way.

But Xia Hanyu didn't know that Xia Ji was so well-behaved only in front of her.

The carriage bumped, and Xia Hanyu didn't like to talk. Fortunately, the road was no worse than the one when he went to the garrison, and it was much smoother. Huangzhuang was a royal estate, and no one dared to approach it on weekdays.

Xia Ji saw how uncomfortable she was, and his heart ached in his eyes.

"If Your Highness feels uncomfortable, you may feel more comfortable... leaning on Wei Chen's shoulder."

The main reason is that there are no other objects in the carriage that can be safely secured.

When Xia Hanyu heard this, her beautiful eyes opened slightly, and she looked at the obvious worry in his usually indifferent eyes, and sighed.

Then she saw him stand up and sit next to her, with his back straight and his fists clenched. He didn't know if he was nervous.

"Put your shoulders lower."

After she finished speaking, Xia Ji's shoulders slightly bent in her direction, and the next second, her soft little face leaned against the corner of his shoulders.

Xia Hanyu frowned slightly, "Xia Ji, you really don't know that your shoulders are a bit awkward."

It's stiff and not as comfortable as Poria cocos.

Poria cocos is delicious, and my figure is always rounder.

But she didn't know why, but it actually made her feel a little at ease.

She put her hands on his sleeves, tightened her grip, closed her eyes, and let out a breath of joy.

"Next time, I... pay attention."

Xia Ji calmed down and felt that his heart was "thumping, thumping" and he was no longer under his control.

He looked sideways at her peaceful sleeping face, and the sharp lines on her face began to soften. The corners of her mouth were curved. If someone from Jin Yiwei saw it, they would probably be scared to death.

Xia Ji leaned against the carriage and gradually closed his eyes. The tip of his nose was filled with the faint fragrance of her body, which made him feel at ease.

Ever since she was a child, her favorite perfume seemed to have never changed, it always smelled so good, just like the moment she appeared in front of him like a savior.

He glanced at it for ten thousand years.

In less than half an hour, the carriage arrived at the Imperial Manor.

Fu Ling opened the curtain, her eyes widened immediately, and she quickly covered her mouth because she was afraid that she would shout out in excitement.

His Highness actually fell asleep leaning against Mr. Xia!

She had never slept in a carriage, because as long as the carriage was bumpy, His Highness would always feel uncomfortable, so she couldn't sleep at all.

Fu Ling covered her mouth and hesitated whether to exit first. The next second, she met Xia Ji's cold eyes. Her heart skipped a beat. She quickly let go of the curtain and turned around to cover her heart.

Master Xia just... was so scary!

Just for a moment, she had the terrifying thought that she would be killed in the next second!

Inside, Xia Ji's cold eyes completely dissipated as soon as he lowered his head, just like ice melting and snow melting.

(End of chapter)

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