The red candle flickers, the flame beats on it, and the room is full of red light.
Zhong Yuan'er sat quietly on the red bed, stirring a red handkerchief restlessly in her hand. It was given by the empress just now. She hoped that she and the prince would have a good relationship for a long time, but now.
The prince sat in front of the round table ten paces away from her and drank. He had already drunk so much in the palace, but he still drank for some reason.
Half an hour later, Zhong Yuan'er finally couldn't help but thin her lips and gently opened them, trying to make her voice sound calm: "Your Highness, it's late at night, so it's better to rest early."
The prince did not say a word, but just sat by himself