C8 (2/2)

”Drinking will cause the wound to fester.”

”If it's pus, then so be it. At that time, I'll have to trouble Dr Zhu to apply the medicine for me.”

Zhu Guanliang didn't say a word and looked at her in a good manner.

Zhou Leping's eyes were somewhat confused, ”Why are you looking at me like that? At most I'll have less. ”

”Then just pretend I didn't say anything.”

She was specially reminded of her own safety, but she didn't care about her own injuries. Her doctor's kindness had been spoiled, so it was only right for him to have a temper.

Zhou Leping came to his senses, and shouted, ”Dr Zhu has put in a lot of effort, this general will remember it all. Don't worry, I won't drink more wine that can escape.”

Chief General's tolerance for alcohol was obvious even in the army. She wouldn't get drunk even if she had thousands or tens of thousands of cups. This time, the emperor was holding a banquet for her.

On the way out, she was wearing the mask Zhu Guanliang had given her, which covered most of her face. Along the way, many people cupped their hands and congratulated her, she did not recognize any of them, but it was a good thing that Zhou Leqi introduced them, otherwise, it would really be awkward.

”You must remember all the people that I introduced to you just now. You are now a Chief General, and will be walking around the palace often in the future. You can't not know them.”

Zhou Leping nodded his head, ”Brother is right, I have remembered it all.”

The three siblings chatted as they made their way to the auditorium. As they passed through the main hall, they suddenly saw a commotion in front of them. Many ministers were gathered there, talking animatedly while pointing at a particular spot.

Zhou Lean was curious, ”What happened? Why are they all stuck there? ”

Zhou Leping took two steps forward, ”You'll know once you go take a look.”

The group formed a circle, with two people in the middle, one man and one Palace Maid.

The man was drunk, with a Palace Maid in his arms, lying on the ground. He probably treated this place as his own bedroom, and even made a move on the Palace Maid, mumbling to himself, ”Stop messing around, you just want that hairpin right? When we get back, I'll get someone to buy it for you.

Palace Maid was frightened, but the man who was drunk had an unusually strong strength. No matter how much she tried to struggle, it would be in vain.

Everyone on the side pointed and talked amongst themselves, while the two eunuchs on the side either pulled or did not. They were so anxious that they were sweating.