Sovereign Concubine: Miss Defying the Sky

Chapter 19
Long Ling'er shook the flagon in her hand, why is it so light?

She poured it upside down, and there was not a single drop left.

Her little face was completely red, her body was warm, and there was a dry cough in her throat.

"No more, sister." Long Ling'er looked at Long Wan half-consciously, but Long Wan had already fallen asleep on the table.

Long Ling'er smirked and pushed Long Wan, "Sister." But Long Wan didn't respond.

She checked and found that the wine jugs on the table were all empty. She didn't want to stay any longer, so she staggered out.

As soon as she stepped out of the door, the evening wind blew in, but the smell of the drink was released. She looked up at the bright moon, and there were two shadows.

She patted her head and walked forward according to her consciousness. Her room was obviously very close.

But why hasn't it arrived after half a quarter of a walk?
Long Ling'er was walking, but she didn't know if she was near the boudoir, but she saw a nine-tailed fish wagging its tail in front of the shimmering light.

She actually came to the pool in front of the south courtyard gate.

Sitting by the pool, Long Ling'er still felt a little confused.

In her previous life, she was clearly not drunk after a thousand glasses of wine, but she only drank a jug of wine just now, why couldn't she hold on?

After thinking about it, Long Ling'er felt that it was a physical problem, and her body needs to be taken care of.

"Wine is not intoxicating, everyone is intoxicated." With a soft sigh, he came out from behind the rockery.

Long Ling'er slightly opened her eyes, but she couldn't see clearly. She didn't know it was a man until the man walked to her side.

Her eyes drooped so much that she would have fallen asleep if she hadn't reached the boudoir.

Ye Junlin looked at her condescendingly, seeing her laughing like crazy, he unconsciously put his hand on her face.

I don't know if it's because the temperature of her face is too hot, or his hands are too cold, but with the touch of his fingertips, his eyes are also a little flustered.

Long Ling'er wanted to push away the strange man's hand, but the temperature in his hand was really comfortable. She unconsciously grabbed his hand, held it in her hand, and looked at it carefully.

This person's hands are very slender, with well-defined joints, but they are as white as jade.

Just rubbing his palm, only to find that there is a thick layer of calluses on it, and the criss-cross scars are shocking.

If he hadn't looked at the palm, he probably wouldn't have noticed the scars this person had suffered.

Long Ling'er thought of her former self. She had been trained since she was very young. The hands of other girls were white and smooth, but she couldn't see her hands.

There are scars on it, which are left by being thrown into the jungle and practicing various weapons.

She felt the same way, and there was a sadness in her heart.

The hand holding Ye Junlin was brought to his mouth, and he exhaled softly, "It won't hurt if you blow it."

If it was her before, how could she say such naive words.

But maybe she said it through her six-year-old body and her drunkenness tonight.

The soft lips slowly stuck to these scars, but he didn't realize that the eyes of the person in front of him knew well, even the sharp eyes were full of warmth.

After waiting for a while, Long Linger's lips did not leave.

Ye Junlin moved his fingers, only to realize that Long Ling'er had fallen asleep at this moment.

He smiled helplessly, withdrew his palm reluctantly, and hugged the little Long Ling'er horizontally.She is so light!

Her little face was flushed, she slept peacefully even when she was drunk, her little head was leaning against his body, and there was a smile on the corner of her mouth, as pure as the moonlight tonight.

He bowed his head.

(End of this chapter)