Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

Feng Qian put the wine jar on the other table, and she sat down politely.

"Does the general drink?"

Feng Qian tilted his head and asked.

Qi Yin's eyes fell on the wine jar, and after looking at it for a while, he raised his eyes to look at Feng Qian again.

"What do you mean princess?"

Feng Qian: "Take the general to drink."

The princess is courteous for nothing, and Qi Yin is not a fool.

General Qi's face was paralyzed, "Princess, please go back, the general never drinks alcohol."

After the other party's voice fell, Feng Qian slightly raised his eyebrows.

Never drink alcohol?

It seems there is a play.

Feng Qian opened the wine jar, and the rich aroma of wine wafted into the tent.

Qi Yin frowned slightly.

"General, are you sure you don't want to try it?"

Feng Qian looked at Qi Yin, his black and white eyes blinked.

Qi Yin paused slightly, his eyelashes drooping.

He rubbed the edge of the table with his fingertips, a little hesitant.

Finally, he got up and walked towards Feng Qian, and sat down opposite the girl.

"Thank you princess for your kindness."

General Qi lowered his eyes and took out two teacups from the tea set, picked up the wine jar, and filled them with wine.

He handed a cup to Feng Qian.

Feng Qian took it, but didn't intend to drink it.

She looked up at Qi Yin.

It is true that Qi Yin had never drank alcohol before. He glanced at the princess across the way, then raised his head and drank the wine in the teacup in one gulp.

After putting down the teacup, he squinted slightly, looking at Fengqian's untouched teacup.

"Will the princess not drink?"

Feng Qian put down the teacup, and said in a calm voice, "This jar of wine is for the general."

Qi Yin's fingertips holding the teacup paused slightly, his eyelids drooped, and the light in his eyes was slightly complicated.

He poured himself another glass in silence.

Cup after cup until half a jar was drunk.

When General Qi continued to pour wine, Feng Qian took the first step and leaned over to carry the wine jar back.

Qi Yin's fingertips hung in the air, and he paused before retracting them.

Feng Qian pursed his lips and said, "General Qi, you are drunk."

For those who have never drank alcohol, drinking half a jar is already a lot.

Qi Yin raised his eyes, and his dark eyes stared quietly at Feng Qian.

After a while, he shook his head.

"The general is not drunk."

Feng Qian put down the wine jar, and she looked at Qi Yin: "Who am I?"

General Qi looked at the princess, and after a while, the corners of his lips curved slightly, and he said, "Princess Le'an."

Feng Qian paused, and then asked, "Who are you?"

"Qi Yin."

His thin lips parted slightly, but his consciousness gradually became blurred.

General Qi closed his eyes and fell on the table.

Feng Qian sighed, walked to Qi Yin's side, and she raised her hand to touch his head.

He also said he wasn't drunk.

Obviously it's like this...

After taking a thin blanket and covering Qi Yin's body, Feng Qian turned around and prepared to leave.

The general lying on the table opened his eyes suddenly, with a confused expression.

He raised his head slightly, and the thin blanket slipped from his shoulders.

Before the princess lifted her foot to leave the main tent, Qi Yin stood up while supporting the table, and strode towards the princess.

Without any explanation, he picked up the princess from behind by the waist, turned around and walked towards the bed inside.

Feng Qian was caught off guard and fell into Qi Yin's arms.

She looked up at him.

The general's facial features are exquisite and fair, his face is beautiful and stunning, with some light pink in the cold white.

Feng Qian was slightly stunned.

Qi Yin put Feng Qian on the bed, and he looked down at her, with his knees against the edge of the bed.

Feng Qian met Qi Yin's gaze.

After a while, the princess broke the silence: "General Qi, do you like me?"

General Qi twitched his lips, and slightly bent over to get closer, he asked, "Princess wants to know?"

Feng Qian pursed his lips slightly and nodded: "I think so."

He tilted his head slightly, and laughed lightly like a prank: "The last general dare not."

Feng Qian: "..."

General Qi looked at the princess' slightly changed expression, and smiled drunkenly.

"If the princess really wants to know, it's not impossible to say."