Chengping responded and slowly opened his eyes.
He did not move, still lying on the pillow with his arms and legs spread out, his eyes red and full of drunkenness, looking into Pei Xiaoyuan's eyes.
"Why did you think of coming to me?"
Finally, he spoke and stretched lazily.
"I heard that there has been a lot of chaos outside these days, with people being arrested and killed, and blood flowing everywhere in Chang'an. You must be very busy."
"You know, I'm a nosy person. If I wasn't afraid that the princess would kill me if I went out, I would have to hide at home to avoid disaster..."
He pointed to seven or eight wine jugs piled in disarray on the bedside table.
"I must go and see it..."
Before he could finish his words, Pei Xiaoyuan stretched out his arm, grasped the collar of his wrinkled shirt with his five fingers, pulled him up and roughly dragged him to the edge of the bed.
"What did you do after I left that day in the Forbidden Garden?" Pei Xiaoyuan asked.
Chengping had difficulty breathing because of his grip, and he twisted his neck with difficulty.
"You...you let me go first..." he muttered vaguely.
Pei Xiaoyuan let go.
As he let go, the drunken Cheng Ping lost his balance and swayed, then fell to the ground in front of the bed. He struggled for a few times, finally crawled up and sat up, leaning against the table behind him crookedly, and then he stabilized his body. Then, he raised his head and stared at Pei Xiaoyuan opposite for a moment, the corners of his lips slowly curled up, and finally curved into a smile.
"Well."
He burped and waved.
"It's just right that you're here, Pei Er. Tell me what the situation is like outside now. I'll buy you a drink..."
He reached back aimlessly to reach the wine jug on the table behind him.
Pei Xiaoyuan couldn't bear it any longer, so he went up, picked up a half-empty wine jug, bent down and poured it towards Chengping's upturned face.
The wine poured into Chengping's mouth and nose, he choked, bent over in pain, and started coughing, his handsome face flushed red.
Pei Xiaoyuan looked at Chengping who had finally stopped coughing, threw away the empty pot and said coldly: "Are you sober now?"
"Answer me. What did you do later that day? King Kang..."
Having said this, he could no longer suppress the anger that he had been suppressing in his heart for days. He squatted down and suddenly lifted up Chengping's still drooping head.
"Did you kill King Kang?"
He lowered his voice and asked word by word.
Chengping tilted his face and looked at him, and slowly, the cynical smile on his face disappeared.
"Why, are you sad? Don't you want Prince Kang to die right now?"
His drunken eyes were still red, but his gaze had become sharp. He stared at Pei Xiaoyuan and suddenly said this.
Pei Xiaoyuan frowned: "Don't point fingers here and there. Just answer my question!"
"The princess is truly the smartest woman I have ever met."
Chengping continued to look at Pei Xiaoyuan and nodded.
"When we were still in Cangshan, she asked me to help her and let you be her consort. It seems that her goal has been achieved. I really regret it. I shouldn't have helped her! I didn't want to at first, but in front of such a beauty, I was confused and agreed. I was obsessed with beauty, and I thought you were different from me. How come you are almost the same as me, a person who forgets his principles for the sake of beauty? After being a consort for a few days, you have forgotten where you came from. Do you really think of yourself as a member of the Li family and feel the pain of the Li family?"