However, Zhen Shi didn't know that as soon as she left, Di Jin slowed down his tone and coaxed Chu Ci to drink the soup. But Chu Ci was not so easily coaxed, muttering: "Don't want to..."

  "Have a little drink, otherwise you'll have a headache tomorrow morning."

  Chu Ci still pouted and muttered: "I just don't want to..."

  Di Jin stared at her, and didn't care that she was still drunk, so he coldly said: "Does Chuchu want me to feed you?"

  Chu Ci still didn't react, probably because she hadn't had time to process what was happening, but the next moment, someone leaned over and scooped her up in his arms.

  Chu Ci was probably also afraid of falling, her subconscious grabbed his arm and slowly raised her face, a pair of eyes misty with fog, staring unblinkingly at the man above her head, as if she felt something strange. After a while, she whispered: "Your Highness?"

  "Awake?" Emperor Chi's tone was still lukewarm, as always.

  Chu Ci was still dizzy, but also subconsciously knew what he had said not long ago, and quietly came up with a sentence: "Someone just spoke ill of Your Highness..."

  "Is that so?"

  "Hmm... Your Highness is not bad at all..." Chu Ci flattered insincerely.

  Di Jin looked at her dazed expression, still holding onto the puppy's leg, and a faint smile gradually appeared in his eyes. He slightly curled up the corners of his mouth, didn't say much, picked up the hangover soup from the bedside table, and said: "Open your mouth."

  Chu Ci obediently opened his mouth, took a sip, and held it in his mouth, refusing to swallow.

  "Don't be sulky." Emperor Chi Li looked at her and saw that she was about to throw a tantrum again, so he furrowed his brow.

  Chu Ci was startled by him and swallowed the soup in his mouth.

  Seeing this, Emperor Chi slowed down his attitude and continued to feed her soup.

  Fortunately, Chu Ci didn't make a fuss afterwards and obediently drank it all up little by little.

  After drinking, Chu Ci didn't want to leave and proactively snuggled into his arms. Her small face was still warm and flushed, and after rolling around for a while, she became even hotter. She touched his chest and whispered: "Your Highness, I want to see the flowers..."

  "...... You, go to sleep first."

  "I want to see flowers..."

  "...that's not Huahua."

  "It's going to be seen..."

  As he spoke, he also reached out to strip off his clothes.

  The emperor only pressed down on her two wildly grasping hands, expressionless, and tore open his shirt, revealing a large expanse of chest.

  Chu Ci finally managed to reach out and touch, but only felt a smooth and solid chest, without seeing any flowers growing there.

  Chu Ci asked bewilderedly: "Hua Hua... why isn't she blooming anymore..."

  Di Jun's face still didn't have much expression: "Do you want to see?"

  Chu Ci nodded vigorously.

  "Close your eyes."

  Chu Ci closed his eyes with a cute expression as soon as he used force.

  Emperor Tie Luo took out a small knife from the grid on the bedside, which was often used to untie belts. He calmly cut a small wound in an inconspicuous place on his arm and put the knife back. The next moment, a small black flower slowly bloomed on Emperor Tie Luo's chest, where blood had appeared...

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