My lord is a demon again

Chapter 759

"Stop rambling, it's not your turn to meddle in my affairs." After speaking, Sikong Luo picked up the flagon and started drinking again.

"Your Majesty, the wound on your hand is still fresh, you shouldn't drink too much..."

"Shut up... Shut up, tell the old general to stay with you and take good care of my country, understand?"

After finishing speaking, Sikong Luo walked out of the imperial study room shaking his body.

"Your Majesty, you are so drunk, where are you going?" Xiao Wang quickly followed.

"Stop, go back and review the memorial obediently. This is an imperial decree. Do you want to resist the decree?"

"Your Majesty, you have to be careful."

"Get out, get out of here quickly, little brat, what should I do, do you still need your advice?"

Sikong Luo suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, and walked out of the palace.

Following Xiao Wang's prompt, Zhao Yun found the tavern in the alley very quickly, but the owner of the tavern said that he had never seen the person she described.

"Boss, give me a jar of wine."

Zhaoyun didn't find anyone, and felt more and more guilty in his heart, and his mood became worse and worse. For the first time, he thought of using alcohol to anesthetize his inner pain.

"Okay, madam, you have really good eyesight, our wine is—"

"Stop rambling, bring the wine!"

Zhaoyun threw down a silver coin, held the wine jar with his head up and drank it.

In the end, I was so choked that tears came out. After coughing a few times, I suddenly raised my head to look up at the sky and shouted: "Sanggong, where are you? I'm sorry, come out quickly, I know I'm wrong!"

However, in the dark alley, only her voice echoed, other than that, there was no response...

Walking and drinking alone, before she knew it, she drank up the whole jar of wine.

"Huh~~~" He took a long breath of alcohol.

Zhaoyun felt that the skin on his face was going to be burned by the alcohol, it was burning hot, and his throat felt uncomfortable as if it was about to catch fire.

But physical discomfort is at least much more comfortable than heartache.

She suddenly fell in love with this drunken feeling, her footsteps were a little frivolous, and waves of alcohol hit her forehead, which really dilute the pain in her heart, as if everything can be completely let go, and nothing is important anymore.

You don't even need to know where you are, just walk like that, without any burden of thought, without any destination.

But at this moment, a large net suddenly fell from the sky, and caught Zhao Yun squarely.

With a few swishing sounds, a thick and long rope suddenly stretched out from the darkness, and tied her tightly with a few strokes.

Zhaoyun's consciousness was slow, and he wanted to be drowsy at first, but after being caught by the net, he lay down and fell asleep on the ground.

"Quick, take her away, quick!"

Several men in black sneakily jumped down from the top of the wall above the alley. One of them, who was stronger, hugged her up. With a flick of his shoulders, the whole woman was carried on her shoulders and quickly disappeared into the In the dark.

An hour later, in a large mansion in the capital.

"Pfft~" A ladle of cold water was poured on the woman who was so drunk that she fell asleep.

Zhaoyun shivered a few times from the cold, opened his eyes and looked, and found that his limbs were bound, and he was also tied to a large wooden pillar.

"Who are you? Why did you arrest me here?" Zhao Yun asked the two burly men in front of him.

"Hey, why did you come here? Isn't it because you are beautiful? You understand this kind of thing."

A man smiled wickedly, and reached out to touch Zhao Yun's face.

(End of this chapter)