Crazy Concubine: Husband, kneel down

Chapter 112

All these years he stayed in the palace and win over the emperor just to gain power.

Only with power can he move freely in this palace, and he can easily find out the news he wants to know.

In that world, he couldn't find a way to release the life-threatening locks of the two of them, maybe, in this world?
He didn't want to let go of even a little hope, but he never told her about all this.

That's why she kept saying that he was cold, and she had a lot of quarrels with him because of this.

Every time he has something to say, he really wants to say it, but what can he do if he says it?

It's better than this, let her be carefree.

It’s just that recently, for some unknown reason, he started to feel uneasy, always feeling that something was about to happen, he pressed the center of his eyebrows, walked back and forth in the room, watching the sky getting darker and darker, he thought of Chu Yang again the words said.

Even if she knew that she was not bad at drinking, but went drinking with a group of young masters.

How could he have such a big tolerance?
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The second floor of Baizuigui.

On the small stage, Sister Meng was singing, and the young masters below were not sitting in their seats, they all messed around, chasing Wan Miaojin to find her a drink.

Wan Miaojin held a jug of wine in his hand, and shuttled back and forth among the many young masters.

"Miss Wan, cheers!"

"Miss Wan, it's time to drink with me."

"Miss Wan is really huge, come again!"

A group of sons swarmed up.

Wan Miaojin held up the wine jug and drank directly at them.

The shopkeeper, several strong men in the waiter, and a few maids were all watching worriedly.

Seeing Wan Miaojin's wobbly body, he wanted to run over to pay.

They stood around, almost floating with the figure of the big master, afraid of falling her.

Suddenly a girl ran up in a hurry and whispered something in the shopkeeper's ear.

The shopkeeper's eyes lit up, as if seeing a savior, he immediately ran downstairs with a smile.

In the lobby on the first floor, the guests consciously stepped aside, and Jiang Yuqing, who was dressed in white and had an outstanding temperament, stood in the middle like a fairy descending from the mortal world.

The originally noisy lobby on the first floor became quiet at this moment. Everyone was watching him cautiously and whispering.

What an honor to have a glimpse of the Archmage?

The rumored archmage is already unimaginably handsome.

Seeing this with my own eyes is simply refreshing the aesthetics.

"Mage, you're here~" The shopkeeper ran over excitedly, bowed before him, and cupped his hands.

Before Jiang Yuqing opened his mouth, the shopkeeper immediately said: "The master is upstairs, drinking and having fun with the young masters. He has been drinking all night, and everyone has been drunk. We can't persuade you, great mage, please persuade me!" advise."

Jiang Yuqing nodded and walked up to the second floor.

Everywhere he went seemed to be infected with immortal energy.

Xiaolan touched the handrail on the stairs he walked by.

He said obsessively: "Wow... It feels like the armrest is different to the touch."

The shopkeeper came over and slapped her, and said in a low voice, "Don't think about it, the guests on the first floor are left to you."

Xiaolan said with a demented look on her face, "It's... the master..."

"Tsk, I'm the shopkeeper!" Uncle Chen called anxiously.

Xiaolan just woke up like a ghost, and said quickly: "Yes, yes, yes, the shopkeeper!"

The shopkeeper went upstairs, but Xiaolan patted her head inexplicably, and muttered, "Why did the shopkeeper call me?"

(End of this chapter)