Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

Looking at the man's handsome face, which was obviously already infuriated and black as the bottom of a pot, the little guy sitting next to him was so angry that he didn't dare to let it out.

He could only obediently pour him wine cup by cup.

Just looking at the first remarks, one person drank three pots of hot wine, drinking the aroma of the wine, and his eyebrows were slightly drunk.

When he, also known as An Gonggong, brought the fourth pot, Xiang Xing finally summoned up the courage, forcibly grabbed the wine pot and held it in his arms.

"Your Majesty, you can't drink any more."

She shrank slightly, comforting her with a milky voice.

"..."

The first words still did not speak, only raised the delicate slender eyes and glanced at her.

Then the faint light of the palace lantern on the side, the little guy suddenly realized that at this moment, the man's brows were filled with the cold and cruel look she had when she first saw him.

She could not help but feel chills down her spine.

A little pain in my heart.

He was still very wary of her.

Thinking about it, Xiang Xing couldn't help pursing her pink lips.

Rather than being hated by him, she would rather not be with him.

Not interesting.

After thinking about it, she puffed out her face slightly, raised her soft eyes, and looked directly at him seriously.

He mustered up his courage again, and said in a soft voice: "Your Majesty, if tonight's incident makes you hate your concubine even more, then it is better for your concubine to live in the Cihua Palace..."

However, before the word "le" was spoken, the fluttering pink lips were quickly resisted by the man's slender fingertips.

She stopped her next words.

Seeing this, the little guy was stunned for a while, and couldn't help but blink.

However, he suddenly discovered that the gloomy color between his eyebrows had inexplicably dissipated.

It was replaced with a hazy and strong color that seemed to be soaked in alcohol.

"This matter has nothing to do with the queen, you don't need to blame yourself."

The first sentence smiled lightly.

The next second, the big hand quickly moved away from Xiang Xing's lips and lightly clasped the back of her head.

After that, she pressed her small head into his arms.

"..."

The little guy suddenly widened his eyes.

He struggled subconsciously.

Mainly because of this weird sitting position, her neck hurts a little...

However, the man didn't seem to notice, let alone let her break free.

He only laughed in a low voice and said in a hoarse voice: "Queen, what is your relationship with your father?"

"……what?"

Xiang Xing didn't understand.

But he heard him add with a smile, "Gu can see that he doesn't care about you."

"Uh……"

Faced with the unexpected question, the little guy was at a loss for words for a while.

She hadn't really studied the original owner's father-daughter relationship.

After all, the plot is rather hazy.

However, she can at least be sure that she is definitely not a daughter-in-law.

After thinking about it, Xiang Xing blinked his eyes and could only answer, "That's right, it's not sloppy, and I didn't say it was particularly intimate..."

"……so."

The first sentence paused lightly, and couldn't help laughing again.

The voice was even deeper, "It's better than pretending to be intimate."

"..."

Now, the little guy really doesn't understand.

However, such a cloudy topic did not last long.

Soon, the man's head drooped down gently, drooping on her shoulders.

It's like he's no longer holding back his drinking, he's really drunk.

Xiang Xing thought about it for a while, but he could only put down the jug, free his small hands, and gently hug him.

Immediately, he raised his eyes and looked at Eunuch An who was waiting beside him, "Eunuch An, help this palace and the emperor go back to the bedroom."

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