Mo Jiecheng was stunned by his words, his ears buzzed for a moment, and then he raised his head to look at him.
"You asked to pursue her? Will we still drink wine in the future?"
Zhong Jinge smiled wildly: "We will be love rivals from now on. Do you think there are still love rivals who drink together?"
After Mo Jiecheng digested it for a long time, he seemed to understand what Zhong Jinge meant. He slowly raised his head to look at him.
Looking at Mo Jiecheng's appearance, he seemed to want to say something, so he slowly approached him.
But unexpectedly, Mo Jiecheng's body swayed, and he suddenly held his hand, his blushing face seemed a little strange.
Zhong Jinge's inner alarm suddenly sounded, and his fan fell to the ground.
He twisted his wrist hard, trying to break free from Mo Jiecheng's shackles.
But Mo Jiecheng, who was so drunk, almost collapsed on him.
"Ugh-" sound.
Mo Jiecheng almost vomited all over Zhong Jinge.
Zhong Jinge smelled the unpleasant smell on the tip of his nose, closed his eyes tightly, and let out a scream.
Mo Jiecheng didn't know how he was carried back to the palace.
He closed his eyes in a daze, and what he saw was Ji Wanrong's white face.
She was not smiling to herself, her serious little face was a little pale, as if she was suffering from great pain.
He remembered the oath he had made in front of Ji Wanrong: "As long as I am here, no one will bully you again in the world."
At that time, she fell into his arms, her eyes smiling, as if she fell into sweet love.
Then, Mo Jiecheng thought of Ji Wanrong's desperate eyes as he looked at him before jumping off the cliff.
He assured her that no one in the world bullied her, but the one who bullied her was himself.
Mo Jiecheng finally understood how wrong he had been.
He has never been a good husband. While he is by his wife's side, he is still disconnected from his wife's sister. There is even an inexplicable female official in the palace who takes charge of the affairs of the palace on his wife's behalf.
He thought Ji Wanrong didn't care.
But he never thought about how much cold looks and ridicule Ji Wanrong would encounter behind his back because of this incident.
Whenever Mo Jiecheng thinks of this, his heart almost bursts with pain.
He wished he could do it all over again, and let himself bear all the pain. He wished he could stand up and punch himself twice.
He never seems to understand how to love people.
No one has ever taught him what love is.
Mo Jiecheng fell into a black nightmare, his whole body was cold, and his silent tears almost soaked his pillow.
He seemed to have returned to that rainy night when he was five years old.
The rain outside the window was very loud. The mother gave birth to a younger brother and seemed to have forgotten his existence. She never saw him again for a long time.
The nuns in the palace didn't care about him either.
Although he lived in his mother's palace, he lived in the most remote room and ate only cold food. He had never even tasted warm milk.
The clothes are new, but they are all short.
The cold wind blew in through the sleeves. When grandma was trying to put on the inner clothes for him, the clothes were not dry yet and clung to his body wet, making him feel cold all over.
He listened to the laughter and laughter in the main hall every day, as well as the lullabies that his mother sang to coax his younger brother to sleep, and he was extremely curious.
Braving the rain, he wanted to run to the main hall to visit his brother whom he had never met before. He wanted to see how cute his brother was to make his mother so happy.
He also needs to learn something.
The queen mother was not in the palace, and the dull sound of rain made everyone drowsy. Even the grandmother lazily leaned against the cradle and took a nap.
He stood on tiptoes to look at his brother in the cradle.
The younger brother was looking at him with his big eyes, and his little hands and feet were scratching and kicking vigorously, knocking off the bedding on his body.
It seemed that the rainy night was a bit cold, and my brother's face was also flushed.
Little Mo Jiecheng looked at the small ball in the cradle, and his heart almost melted.
No wonder the queen likes it, and so does he.
His body was really too cold, and he was afraid that his brother would be cold, so he held his breath and carefully covered his brother with the quilt again.
Cover it tightly to prevent wind from entering.
But as soon as he finished his action, he heard a scream from behind him.
"The eldest prince... you are all wet, how can you touch the little prince?"
"If you make the quilt cover him so tightly, he will be suffocated!"
The younger brother seemed frightened by the scream and began to cry loudly.
The nanny who was close to him hurriedly picked up the little prince from the cradle, and then screamed in panic.
"Ouch! Why is the little prince so hot? Eldest prince, what have you done to him?"
Mo Jiecheng didn't even remember what happened next.
He only remembered that his mother arrived soon after. Seeing his brother crying and his face flushed, she stretched out her hand and touched his forehead lightly, and then her whole body was shaking with fear.
Her originally kind face became distorted in an instant.
It was still raining heavily outside the house, and from time to time there was a burst of lightning and rolling thunder.
There was a sound of crying in his ears. In this dark rainy night, the Queen Mother walked closer to him step by step, then strangled his neck fiercely and said sternly.
"Mo Jiecheng, what are you doing? Do you want to kill him?! Do you want to kill my son, you evildoer?"
Little Mo Jiecheng's throat was pinched tightly, and his legs were kicked off the ground.
He struggled helplessly and shook his head in fear. Silent tears rolled down his cheeks, but he couldn't even say a word.
His eyes began to turn white, and even at that moment, he felt that he was dead.
He swore that he was just afraid that his brother would catch cold on a rainy night and be as cold as him, so he wanted to cover him with a quilt.
Finally, there was the eldest princess who lived in the palace. That night, she had a sudden idea and wanted to see the newly born Mo Junfeng, so she encountered this unexpected incident.
Only then did Xiao Mojiecheng survive the disaster.
Braving the heavy rain, he was taken to the Queen Mother's palace by the eldest princess to stay overnight, and he also developed a high fever.
Then even after half a month of raising his body in the Queen Mother's Palace, the eldest princess also stayed with him for half a month.
Then he couldn't live any longer, so he returned to his mother's palace.
The Queen Mother returned to her normal self after that night.
She cared for him meticulously, met with him from time to time, and got rid of all the grandmothers who had not taken good care of him in the past.
She sometimes tests herself to see if she can remember what happened that night.
Xiao Mo Jiecheng just shook his head and said he didn't remember anything.
But how can we forget that incident?
That day, the queen mother pinched his neck, like Yama in hell.
Mo Jiecheng lived in the Queen's Palace for another year. When he was six years old, he decided to join the military and went to the military camp.
He cannot love and does not deserve to be loved.
