Translator: Sissy That Walk
Luo Qianqian had saw through what Luo Yuyan was up to. She waved at Puppy who was playing around her feet and blew a gentle whistle, Puppy jumped on her lap.
Prime Minister Luo was a bit startled seeing Puppy.
âIs this your dog, Little Four?â Prime Minister Luo asked while knowing the answer, he looked at Puppy with disgust in the eyes.
âYes.â Luo Qianqian patted Puppy on the belly while Puppy lying comfortably on her lap.
âThank you Second Sister, and congratulations to you too.â replied Luo Qianqian.
Luo Yuyan smiled, with a toss of the head she finished the wine in her cup.
The First Lady shot Luo Yuyan a warning look while Luo Yuyan whispered at The First Ladyâs ear after she took her seat, âDonât worry mother, Iâm trying to fuddle her.â
That set The First Ladyâs mind at rest.
Luo Qianqian had always boasted that she had a hollow leg, she took her cup and drank it too.
Luo Jingxuan also knew what his sister was up to, he followed suit and refilled Luo Qianqianâs cup, he raised his cup and said apologetically, âFourth Sister, sorry for all the misunderstandings before, please forgive me, let me propose a toast to you as an apology!â
Seeing that, Prime Minister Luo smiled in satisfaction, âHow great, you are all good kids, Iâm so glad to see you getting along.â
The Second Concubine was worldly-wise, she always changed her behaviors according to circumstances, she knew her position in the family was on shaky ground at the point, even her daughter Luo Keer was not getting any favors from Prime Minister Luo due to her failure in the test of Mater Lingtian. With that in mind, The Second Concubine rose to her feet and said, âLittle Four, I also want to propose a toast to you, itâs time to let bygones be bygones, I will discipline your Third Sister even harder, please donât worry.â
âHmm, are you guys ganging up to fuddle me now? But itâs all right, bring it on!â thought Luo Qianqian.
Luo Yuyan watched Luo Qianqian drank three cups straight, she couldnât wait to see Luo Qianqian get hammered and make a fool of herself.
Luo Keer on the other hand wasnât willing to do the window dressing, she hated Luo Qianqianâs guts!
Feng Qing was waiting on Luo Qianqian outside the hall, he occupied a good position where nothing happened in the hall could escape him while the position was not too conspicuous.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Watching everyoneâs behavior in the hall, Feng Qing soon realized they were trying to fuddle Luo Qianqian.
Feng Qing couldnât help but get worried about Her Highness, âCan Her Highness handle it? Is Her Highness much of a drinker?â
The dinner lasted pretty long, Luo Qianqian ended up drinking a jug of wine, she looked rather boozed up, her cheeks red, her eyes blurred, her speech slurred. The major difference was she was now showing a big smile on her face, Luo Qianqian had long been showing indifference to everyone in Luo Family.
Luo Yuyan now was so disappointed that even though Luo Qianqian had drank a lot, she still looked rather collected.
Prime Minister Luo was genuinely happy that night, he was a bit surprised when she saw Luo Qianqian behaved herself so well at dinner.
He felt drowsy at the mercy of the alcohol, so he said, âItâs getting pretty late, letâs call it a night, shall we? Iâm just so happy we are organizing this dinner for my two beloved daughters⦠â¦â
Luo Qianqian rose to her feet and was ready to leave, poor Puppy fell down from her lap and gave her a bark.
Luo Qianqian stuck out her tongue in embarrassment, âSorry Puppy, I forgot you were sleeping on my lap. Letâs go home.â
With that she took her leave, paying no attention to others at the dinner table.
Hmm, when she rose to her feet she felt the boozes started to kick in! She knew she wasnât walking properly.
Feng Qing tread on the heels of Her Highness for fear that she might tumble and hurt herself.
Luo Qianqian was dragging her feet along the ground, her hairpins were clinking along with her steps.
âFeng Qing, look, such beautiful moonlight!â Luo Qianqian halted and exclaimed, she looked up the sky and admired the moon.
âYour Highness, please watch out, are you all right?â Feng Qing felt a bit helpless, Luo Qianqian was trying to grab Feng Qingâs arms to support herself while Feng Qing dared not to even look at her in the eye.
Luo Qianqianâs cheeks were as red as cherries and she was beaming, Feng Qing lowered his head and asked, âYour Highness, are you drunk?â
Luo Qianqian stamped her foot on the ground, âDrunk? Nope! Iâm fine!â
The drunken people were more inclined to claim they were fine.
The innocent boy Feng Qing bought what Luo Qianqian said, âIâm glad you are not drunk, Your Highness. Itâs getting late now, letâs go back to Luo Pavilion, shall we?â
âYeah, letâs go!â
Feng Qing couldnât help but ask, âYour Highness, donât you know they were up to no good? They were trying to fuddle you?â
Luo Qianqian flicked her sleeves and answered, âI do! But Iâve got a hollow leg, no way could anyone fuddle me!â
With that she grabbed Feng Qingâs shoulders, âFeng Qing, stand still, donât move around, why am I seeing two of you?â
Luo Qianqian shook her head and tried to figure out what was going on.
âBurpââ
With that Luo Qianqianâs hands fell off from Feng Qingâs shoulders and she was tumbling down, Feng Qing supported her with the handle of his sword.
âIs⦠Her Highness really all right?â
Seeing that, Feng Qing began to suspect what Luo Qianqian just told him.
âYour Highness, thatâs not the way to Luo Pavilion.â
âNonsense, of course it is.â
âYour Highness⦠â¦â
Half an hour later⦠â¦
Luo Qianqian and Feng Qing were standing at the gate of Prince Eighthâs Mansion.
Bang bang bang.
âOpen the door for me, come on, open the door for me.â Luo Qianqian banged on the gate.
It was late night, very late.
Bang bang bang.
A page opened a crack and saw it was Luo Qianqian and Feng Qing.
The page opened the gate in fright, âYour⦠Greetings, Your Highness!â
Then he looked at Feng Qing, crying for help, âFeng Qing, what is Her Highness doing here?â
Luo Qianqian walked inside without answering the page.
Feng Qing pressed his forehead and said, âYou may close the gate now.â
The page could smell strong alcohol from Luo Qianqian, but he dared not to ask any more question.
Feng Qing walked straight to the house where Murong Yun resided.
Murong Yun now was in the study organizing his books.
With a bang, Luo Qianqian kicked Murong Yunâs bedroom door open, but there was no one in the bedroom.
âWhere are you?â pouted Luo Qianqian.
Then she walked to the study that was ablaze with lights.
Feng Qing didnât tread on the heels of Luo Qianqian knowingly, âmaster will protect Her Highness.â