"Your Highness, I can't take it anymore! Blegh!"
Qian Renxue's physical strength was at least that of a Soul Saint. She kept holding him back and refusing to let him leave. Afraid that drunkenness might lead to trouble, Xu Yu took advantage of the little self-control he had left and vomited all over her.
Holding her wine cup, Qian Renxue's expression stiffened slightly. If years of impersonating Xue Qinghe had not tempered her self-control, she would have smashed the bottle over Xu Yu's head.
"Still drinking? Give it here!" Xu Yu downed another cup, but the instant it entered his mouth, he sprayed it out, splattering Qian Renxue's face.
Qian Renxue abruptly shot to her feet, nearly overcome by the urge to kill someone.
Her lungs nearly burst with rage. She wiped her face with her sleeve and stormed off.
With things ending so unpleasantly, Zhang Sheng and Li Si hurried over. The two exchanged glances and giggled as they carried away Xu Yu, who was drunk as mud. Golden Goose saw this from the other side and quickly followed. After seeing where Xu Yu had instructed Zhang Sheng and Li Si to take him, she left with a dark face.
Xu Yu was truly wronged over this. He had given no such instruction.
Although the Chancellor was his idol and he wanted to become someone like him, the person he wanted to become was—
The Chancellor of the Han Empire who turned the tide and held up a crumbling state, not—
Cao Cao, Cao Mengde, a man of rotten character who humiliated another man's wife.
The night passed in silence.
In the morning, Xu Yu rolled out of bed, stark naked. Depressed, he wondered who had stripped off all his clothes.
He could not admire Brother Mengde before bed.