Chapter 110 Who can feel at ease if you leave?

After a full meal and a full drink, Xu Luo, His Majesty Li Er and others were all tipsy, and Wei Zheng and Fang Xuanling were even more drunk and unconscious. It was already the hour of Hai, the night was getting darker, and midnight was approaching. Han Xier and Princess Changle had already fallen asleep in this deep courtyard, their breathing soft as a dream.

"Old Li, it's already this late, why are you going back?" Xu Luo pulled His Majesty Li II to the gate, with a sincere look on his face, "Why don't you just stay here for a night? Although my place is not as good as the palace, it still has room for a few people."

He then advised: "With the weather like this and the night curfew in the city, who can rest assured if you leave?"

At this time, a gust of night wind blew, bringing with it a hint of coolness. The hem of Emperor Li II's clothes fluttered gently, and his weathered face looked even more profound in the moonlight. Xu Luo beside him was still chattering, and the air was filled with the aroma of wine and the tranquility of the late night.

His Majesty Li Er was full and knew that he could not stay long tonight, so he smiled and said to Xu Luo: "Mr. Han, this meal made me very happy, but I have something important to do tonight, so I can't stay here." At this time, Cheng Yaojin interrupted with a heroic look, "Don't worry, sir, we will take care of sending Li home. We will never go home until we see him step into the house."

Everyone laughed when they heard this, thinking that Cheng Yaojin was just bragging again. Xu Luo couldn't help laughing and teased, "You guys are so drunk, and you still want to be sent home?" Cheng Yaojin was not happy when he heard this, and waved his fist to show his hands to Xu Luo, but was stopped by His Majesty Li Er and Changsun Wuji. If he continued to do this, the secret of tonight would be leaked.

Outside the door, everyone chatted for a few more words before walking out of the alley with a shaky step. Before leaving, Du Ruhui pulled Xu Luo mysteriously and whispered, "Mr. Han, don't think that I, Old Du, came here empty-handed today. In fact, I have a big gift, but it is not convenient to reveal it now. It will be revealed tomorrow morning. You just have to wait."

As for the so-called "gift", everyone was curious, but they also knew Du Ruhui's temper, so it was useless to ask. In the night, His Majesty Li II couldn't help but glance at Du Ruhui, wondering what this mysterious gift would be. At this time, the woman next to him gently stroked her hair, and her eyes seemed to be filled with anticipation. Her watery gaze added a bit of temptation.

Du Ruhui was drunk like a tumbler, swaying as he came to Xu Luo, his tongue was like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, and his words were whirling and jumping. Xu Luo couldn't help laughing at his appearance, and nodded slightly, but thought to himself: Is this guy going to sleep on the street tonight?
"Old Du, go back and play chess with Zhou Gong in your dream first. If you have anything to say, talk about it tomorrow when you wake up." Xu Luo said half-jokingly and half-concernedly.

Du Ruhui was carefree, burping and waving his hand: "Hey, Mr. Han, I'll go first!"

Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui on the side supported each other, like a pair of drunken boxing masters, stumbling and following Emperor Li II's team and disappearing into the night.

Xu Luo looked at their backs and shook his head gently, thinking that he was still sober. But when the night wind blew, the alcohol came like a tide, and even the moon in the sky began to play hide-and-seek with him, becoming two. He tried to shake his head to shake off the drunkenness, but ended up shooting himself in the foot, and his head became even more dizzy.

He staggered back to the yard, only to see a mess of cups and plates, but he was in no mood to clean up, and he didn't want to wake up his sister. So he bypassed the mess and went straight to his room. Not long after, he stood in front of the dark door, and there was no light in the room.

At this moment, if there was light, perhaps one could see a flash of fatigue in Xu Luo's eyes, but his well-defined nose and tightly pursed lips revealed an unyielding determination. Han Xier and Weng'er pushed the door open, but the scene before them petrified them instantly. Princess Changle was standing in Xu Luo's room in panic, and the scene was extremely awkward. Han Xier's eyes widened, and she stammered for a long time before she spoke: "You, what the hell are you doing?" Weng'er on the side was also stunned, and her usually serious face looked even more severe at this moment.

Xu Luo waved his hands in panic, trying to explain himself, but could only squeeze out a few vague explanations: "I, I really don't know why Le'er appeared here. This, this is really a misunderstanding!" His words were pale and powerless, like a candle in the wind, swaying unsteadily.

At this time, Han Xier was furious and pointed at Xu Luo and scolded: "Master, how could you do such a thing! Le'er is still so innocent and has not yet married. If this gets out, what will happen to her reputation?" Her tone was full of worry for Princess Changle.

Weng'er also frowned, and criticized Xu Luo in a rare harsh tone: "As Le'er's master, how can you be so indecent! Now that things have happened, the consequences are disastrous."

Princess Changle looked even more helpless at this moment. She hugged the quilt, tears flashing in her eyes. Her jade-like skin and trembling lips all revealed her panic and grievance. Xu Luo looked at her, feeling guilty, and realized that his trust in Princess Changle had been betrayed.

He sighed inwardly: Princess Changle trusted him so much, and entrusted her neck, which was as delicate as petals and as fine as mutton fat, to him, but who knew that such a joke would happen. The incident had already happened, like spilled water, which could not be taken back. Everyone felt heavy in their hearts, not knowing how to end it.

Xu Luo scratched his head and cheeks, feeling annoyed as if he were being scratched by a cat. He knew clearly that if he could do it again, he would have drunk plain water instead of touching the wine jar last night. But now, it was too late to say anything, and he felt anxious like an ant on a hot pot.

"What should I do?" Xu Luo was so anxious, like a fish in a frying pan, tossing and turning without finding a way out.

He knew in his heart that if Le'er's affair got out, it would be no small matter. Li Yu was also a well-known figure in Chang'an City, and he was on good terms with him. Now that something like this had happened, how could he face people in the future?
Le'er, that girl, has a pair of bright eyes like water and lips like cherries. If her reputation were damaged, it would be more painful than cutting off a piece of his flesh.

Just as he was thinking about it, Princess Changle stood up slowly with tearful eyes, and walked to Xu Luo step by step. Her tears were like pearls that had broken off the string. She sobbed and said, "Master, Le'er knows that I have never had any improper thoughts about you. We are master and disciple!" Before she finished speaking, tears rolled down her face again. Her touching appearance made people feel pity for her.

“But now… Le’er can only maintain her innocence by dying to prove her integrity.” As she spoke, her eyes were firm, as if she had already made up her mind.

(End of this chapter)