Although the facts were right before him, Chu Yao still wanted to struggle a little. He asked softly, "My lord, have you been drinking?"
"Of course!"
Chu Yao: "..."
Heaven knew how many years his own lord had abstained from alcohol.
Ever since she learned that she became a one-of-a-kind drunk when she got intoxicated and went on a drunken rampage, the lord had not touched a drop of alcohol. She did not even dare to boast that she could drink a thousand cups without getting drunk. Whenever Chu Yao had the time to cook a meal for his lord, he did not dare add too much vinegar, fearing she might get drunk. Yet now, the lord was covered in a rich scent of alcohol. If she said she had accidentally drunk it, Chu Yao would never believe her even if he were beaten to death. Who had given his lord alcohol???
Chu Yao suppressed the urge to drag that person out and beat him up, then asked helplessly, "What put you in the mood to drink, my lord?"
Shen Tang frowned. "You were captured by villains!"
Chu Yao: "...Who gave you the wine?"
Shen Tang answered without hesitation, "Oh, Yuan Liang did."
Chu Yao: "..."
He now even had the urge to strangle Qi Shan.
But soothing the drunkard was the urgent matter at hand. He had not seen his lord in this state for two years, and no one knew how much she had improved or how much more destructive she had become. They had come here to negotiate, not start a fight. They could not flip over the negotiating table.
Chu Yao desperately tried to hold down the table Shen Tang had overturned.
He took a deep breath and tried to make himself look calm.
He coaxed,