Chapter 501: Chapter 167 Sharing the Same Bed_2
Ye Qichi gave Xiaowu a sidelong glance.
She wasn’t embarrassed at all, not knowing why he, a grown man, should feel embarrassed.
It made her feel a bit uneasy for a moment.
Ye Qichi strode into the Princess’s mansion, heading towards her own courtyard.
Lu You was dozing off at the gate, clearly waiting for her return.
Hearing footsteps,
she quickly stood up, "Princess, you’re back."
"Hmm," Ye Qichi commanded, "Prepare the bathwater."
"Yes."
Ye Qichi returned to her room, and Lu You hurriedly prepared the bathwater.
She knew that the Princess must have been cold from the journey, and a bath would help warm her up a bit.
Ye Qichi lay in the bathtub, resting her head against it, and enjoyed it.
Naturally, her mind occasionally drifted back to the recent events in the carriage...
"Lu You, bring me a cup of tea to rinse my mouth!" Ye Qichi suddenly ordered.
Lu You promptly responded.
She quickly brought the tea to Ye Qichi.
Ye Qichi rinsed her mouth twice before feeling a bit relieved.
She continued to lean against the tub.
Lu You was busy tending to things when suddenly her eyes tightened, "Princess, why are your lips so swollen? And so severely swollen at that?!"
Ye Qichi’s eyes flickered slightly.
She did not respond.
"Could it be a bug bite?!" Lu You worried incessantly.
How could it be so severely swollen.
"What kind of bug has such strong venom?" Lu You was really heartbroken.
It must be very painful with such swelling.
At that moment, Ye Qichi couldn’t help but laugh a bit.
Her mood hadn’t been very good.
Being kissed by Xiao Jinxing made her feel somewhat suppressed inside.
Now, being consoled by Lu You cheered her up.
She was right.
It was just a bite from a venomous bug after all. Could she possibly bite back if a dog bit her?!
Moreover.
Xiao Jinxing kissing her was really just... that damned male possessiveness!
...
The royal banquet finally concluded.
A host of officials left the Imperial Palace.
Xie Ruotong, following Song Yanqing, finally settled back into the carriage of the Song Residence.
Song Yanqing drank too much today.
Being the youngest and holding the lowest official rank, and it being his first time attending such a banquet, he inevitably could not hold his liquor well.
Once Song Yanqing got back into the carriage, he could no longer hold himself up and collapsed inside.
Clearly extremely drunk.
Xie Ruotong glanced at Song Yanqing and did not disturb him.
She knew that a drunken person needed to rest well.
The carriage quietly arrived at the Song Residence.
It was quite late by then, and the weather was freezing cold.
All in the residence had already gone to bed.
Only Mu Dong and Qiao’er were waiting at the gate for their return.
Seeing the carriage arrive, they quickly greeted them.
"Young madam."
"Young master."
The curtain lifted, and Xie Ruotong got down from the carriage first.
"Your young master is drunk, be careful," Xie Ruotong told Mu Dong.
"The young master is drunk?" Mu Dong was surprised, "Since childhood, the young master has never been drunk."
He always knew his limits.
If he couldn’t drink, he wouldn’t drink anymore.
"Inside the Imperial Palace is different from other places," Xie Ruotong explained calmly.
Song Yanqing was actually quite impressive.
He was already drunk at the banquet but managed to endure it until he got in the carriage before letting his drunken state show.
He hadn’t lost any manners.
"Yes," Mu Dong quickly agreed.
He stepped forward to carry Song Yanqing off the carriage.
At this moment, Song Yanqing’s cheeks were frighteningly red, and his brows tightly furrowed, seemingly in discomfort.
Yet at that moment,
leaning against Mu Dong, Song Yanqing suddenly spoke, "Don’t take me to Lin’er’s courtyard."
"Young master, didn’t you promise Aunt that you would go there every night?" Mu Dong was surprised.
"She is pregnant; I’m afraid the alcohol smell might affect her," Song Yanqing muttered.
Even at this time, he hasn’t forgotten to care for Xie Ruilin.
Xie Ruotong just listened indifferently.
With Qiao’er leading the way, she walked ahead,
not caring about what Song Yanqing had said.
Upon hearing the young master’s instructions, Mu Dong quickly caught up to Xie Ruotong, "Young madam, if the young master isn’t going to Aunt’s place, could he possibly stay in your courtyard?"
Xie Ruotong was about to refuse.
"It’s cold today, the study isn’t very warm, and there’s hardly enough charcoal left to add to another room in the house now that all the main chambers have been topped up. The young master is also drunk now, and might get even colder," Mu Dong explained.
Xie Ruotong pursed her lips, then said, "Ask your young master if he wants to sleep in my courtyard?"