Would You Like to Have a Drink

Zong Luo really felt that the palace guards were not very capable this time.

Although they were disciples of the Ghost Valley and had superior martial arts skills, they shouldn’t be so oblivious as to let someone sneak into the sleeping chambers, right?

But Yu Beizhou really did enter the Yuchun Palace as arrogantly as if he were in a place with no people.

After thinking about it, the only one on the scene who could stop him was Zong Luo.

Unfortunately, Zong Luo couldn’t act rashly at the moment.

It’s not because he couldn’t beat Yu Beizhou, but because Shen Xinyue was still sitting in the inner courtyard of Yuchun Palace. The distance was not far, and if they started fighting in the sleeping chambers, wouldn’t the excuse that Zong Luo had just made for the servants be self-defeating?

Zong Luo naturally wouldn’t do something that not only undermined his own position but was also embarrassing and would cause social death. (TL: Like ‘I accidentally did something very embarrassing in public. It was so embarrassing that I wanted to die’.)

Moreover….

Looking at the overly dazzling face in front of him in the flickering candlelight, the strangeness that Zong Luo had been burying his head like an ostrich these past few days surged up again, so much so that he didn’t know what to say in this moment.

Ever since that night’s dream, no, it should be since his rebirth, the relationship between him and Yu Beizhou, which had originally been tense and confrontational, suddenly turned towards an unknown point.

In his previous life, they were not like this.

In his previous life, Zong Luo had genuinely wanted to kill Yu Beizhou, and of course, Yu Beizhou was no exception. After the facade of peace in the Ghost Valley was torn apart, they fought from before graduation to after graduation. (TL: graduation-finish one’s apprenticeship)

First, it was the simplest confrontation of sword edges, and then it was a series of conspiracies and tricks. It wasn’t just about holding back, it was about wanting to devour each other’s flesh and blood.

However, all of this ended with his suicide under the Imperial City.

“What’s wrong? Senior brother, are you reluctant to part with the little beauty outside the door?”

Obviously, Zong Luo’s long silence further deepened this misunderstanding.

The nameless fire that had been ignited was getting more and more intense, and the unnoticed jealousy was at work.

Yu Beizhou’s narrow phoenix eyes narrowed, and the usually red traces at the corners of his eyes took on a cold and cruel color, inexplicably making people think of blood.

“You say…”

His burning hand tightly gripped his wrist.

In the past, it should have been burning incense and tuning the Qin. The knuckles as clear as fine jade were forcibly squeezed in, the fingertips rubbed, leaving a string of burning sensations.

The general in red and white fur kept moving forward, easily knocking over the chess basket on the table, allowing the black and white chess pieces inside to scatter all over the floor. “Miss Shen, will she know that Senior brother is being played with like this just a wall away?”

This statement was indeed a bit too presumptuous.

Even though Zong Luo’s feelings towards Yu Beizhou had been complicated recently, he couldn’t help but frown deeply, holding back again and again, before not punching him with a single punch.

“Let go.” He said coldly.

Yu Beizhou raised an eyebrow, “What? Did I still hit the nail on the head?”

Just then, after hearing a sound from inside the sleeping chambers, the attendant hesitated for a moment, then gently knocked on the door.

“Your Highness?” The eunuch inquired.

Shen Xinyue, who had been waiting outside the sleeping chambers for a long time, suddenly stood up. The maid behind her quickly picked up the snack box and followed her, walking towards this side.

Hearing the footsteps outside, Zong Luo cursed Yu Beizhou a thousand times in his heart.

Through the thin door panel, Shen Xinyue’s lowered voice came through without hindrance.

She was asking the eunuch. “Is the Third Highness awake?”

The sleeping chamber was silent.

Zong Luo didn’t dare to breathe, fearing that he would make some noise.

If the attendant were to push the door directly, his current appearance of having his wrist gripped and being pinned to the wall by Yu Beizhou and being picked at will would obviously be impossible to explain.

Thinking of this, he deliberately lowered his voice and said, “It’s nothing, I just woke up suddenly.”

The eunuch was also a clever one. Just now, Zong Luo had specifically instructed him, and he understood that the prince did not want to meet Miss Shen, so he quickly helped to patch things up. “Ah, look at my memory. Your Highness, after you finished taking the medicine just now, the imperial physician specifically instructed me to say that you need plenty of rest. If you wake up and still feel dizzy or unwell, please be sure to continue to rest for a while.”

Zong Luo gave a thumbs up to the eunuch in his heart, and was about to speak, but suddenly shivered.

While he was busy dealing with the sudden situation outside, someone wouldn’t be so well-behaved.

Taking advantage of the white-clothed prince’s distraction, Yu Beizhou continued to move a few points closer to the wall.

The intense, burning, as if after drying up was filled with hormone breath, approached Zong Luo’s body, the pressure of the arrow on the string became more and more intense, almost making people unable to breathe.

At the same time, it was the careless sliding down the wrist, as if to fall into the sleeve. It was as if the “play” he had just mentioned was really just the literal meaning.

Zong Luo looked up, giving Yu Beizhou a warning glance.

Before he had time to reply to the eunuch’s words, he heard Shen Xinyue’s voice. “Your Highness? Can you hear me?”

Speaking out rashly while standing outside the sleeping chamber, even if the separation of men and women was not so serious, it was still considered presumptuous.

“Miss Shen.”

The voice inside the door was as pleasant as ever, like a cold spring, like jade falling.

Shen Xinyue took a deep breath, but she didn’t regret her bold move. “Your Highness, today I happened to accompany my grandfather into the palace, and brought some snacks from the mansion. This minister’s daughter didn’t know Your Highness is not feeling well today, and is still disturbing you here.”

Unmarried man and an unmarried woman, sending some snacks, without mentioning that they were made by herself. Although it crossed the line, it would not be against etiquette, at least it could not be refused.

Zong Luo smiled bitterly in his heart. “I have been suffering from a cold these two days, and I have just recovered. I really can’t see guests, Miss Shen is thoughtful.”

The white-clothed prince’s face was calm, and was enveloped in a layer of warm light in the dimly lit room.

That was a peace that had never been revealed in front of Yu Beizhou.