Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage
Chapter 339 - 338: She Won’t Trust Easily

Chapter 339: Chapter 338: She Won’t Trust Easily

Chu Qianli was rather surprised, "Why say my man is Prince Xuan? Didn’t you see today that Prince Xuan showed no interest in me whatsoever?"

Long Ziyue, however, laughed out loud, "The Prince only bothers to utter a few extra words when he’s facing you. And you call that disinterest?"

"Unfortunately, not one of those words was pleasant to hear." Chu Qianli still harboured some resentment.

That damned man.

"Did you quarrel?"

Chu Qianli was taken aback, "Where would I get the courage to quarrel with Prince Xuan? Do I have a death wish?"

"Moreover, aren’t I here waiting to be chosen by him? Quarreling with him would be sabotaging my own future, wouldn’t it?"

"Are you truly here for the royal selection, or are you here for me?" Long Ziyue snorted.

Fu Long gave a light cough, this girl was too blunt; had it been her, she wouldn’t know how to respond.

But Chu Qianli remained the same Chu Qianli, not in the least surprised by Long Ziyue’s words.

"Yes, even Prince Xuan has noticed. It would seem I can’t conceal it any longer."

"Why do you want to know me? You don’t seem like the type to social climb, and besides, Chu Feiyan’s status is not inferior to mine."

Long Ziyue thought for a moment before putting down what she held in her hands.

Only then did everyone see that she had brought two jars of alcohol.

"You’re asking me to drink with you?" Chu Qianli was quite resistant to the alcohol of ancient times, "I don’t like strong liquor."

However, knowing full well she was intentionally getting close, yet still coming to her for a drink, it seemed the Commandery Princess of Pingyun was indeed intent on making friends with her.

"You still haven’t answered me, why do you seek my friendship."

"It’s because of your mother. I might go to Longteng Country in the future, and I’d like to pay her a visit."

"So I am just a pawn to be used." Long Ziyue let out a sigh.

Fu Long hurried to say, "Ali means no harm to you."

"Ali?" Long Ziyue raised an eyebrow, looking at him, "That’s quite affectionate of you. Surely there’s no special relationship?"

"I have an innocent relationship with Ali, I only think of Ali as a sworn sister, so don’t slander me!" Fu Long exclaimed angrily.

"What did I say? How am I slandering you?"

Long Ziyue shrugged, indifferent, "Sworn brother and sister, doesn’t that imply a close relationship?"

"You..."

"Stop arguing. It would be better to save that energy for drinking instead of wasting it on quarreling."

Chu Qianli glanced at Fu Ning, who hastily said, "I’ll go get some cups right now."

"No need!"

Fu Long suddenly stepped forward and quickly unsealed the jars of alcohol.

Holding one jar himself, he offered the other to Long Ziyue.

"I’ve heard the women of Longteng Country do not concede to men. I wonder if the Commandery Princess dares to have a drinking contest with me?"

"You want to compete with me in drinking?" Long Ziyue almost laughed.

Did he think he could?

His disdainful look infuriated Fu Long.

However, more pressing matters were at hand, and now was not the time to lose his composure.

The fact that he had entered Yuhua Palace without permission must not be spread; it would greatly damage Ali’s reputation.

But, he couldn’t just silence her by force.

"All I want to know is whether the Commandery Princess dares or not?"

"What do you want to bet on?" Long Ziyue was aware that he was provoking her, but she wasn’t one to busy herself with such matters.

Even if he hadn’t done this, she wouldn’t have spoken out.

Sure enough, Fu Long lifted the alcohol jar and stated, "If I win, I ask that you do not speak of tonight’s visit to Ali."

"And if you lose?"

"I won’t lose." Fu Long didn’t take a mere woman seriously.

Chu Qianli sat aside, conversing with Fu Ning for a brief moment before Fu Ning departed.

With her exceptional qinggong skills, she navigated the palace with ease.

Leaving the palace was even simpler.

Only the three of them remained in the room, with Chu Qianli seated on a chair, idly watching the two men.

Long Ziyue persisted on the issue, "But if you lose?"

Fu Long snorted and said coldly, "If I lose, you may do as you please."

"Does that mean you’re promising yourself to me?" Chu Qianli wasn’t sure if she had misunderstood.

Fu Long and Long Ziyue both turned back and glared at her, "Don’t talk nonsense!"

"The atmosphere seemed a bit awkward, I was just joking," she said.

Chu Qianli spread her hands, "Please, continue."

At this point, Long Ziyue had already picked up one of the wine jars, eyeing Fu Long, "You may not be able to handle our Longteng Country’s strong liquor! If you lose, you must agree to a request from me."

"As long as it doesn’t harm those I care about, anything you want!"

"Good!"

And truly, the two men began their drinking contest.

The strong liquor of Longteng Country was indeed fierce! Even a tough man like Fu Long almost choked on the first sip.

But from the second sip on, the taste in his mouth instantly turned rich and mellow.

"Excellent liquor!" Fu Long downed nearly half a jar in one go.

Long Ziyue drank steadily and unhurriedly, yet also managed to consume half a jar rather quickly.

Chu Qianli really didn’t understand what was so appealing about this strong liquor.

It was so potent it was hard to swallow and burned all the way down.

"You guys take your time, I’ll go prepare some pear paste," she said.

She had returned earlier, upon hearing the sounds of fighting, and hadn’t finished making the pear paste.

Fu Long and Long Ziyue were too preoccupied to pay her any mind.

Neither had expected the other’s tolerance for alcohol to be so remarkable.

So, when Chu Qianli left, they didn’t even notice her absence.

Chu Qianli spent the time it would take to brew a pot of tea in the kitchen, and when she returned to the room, she almost couldn’t believe her eyes.

Fu Long had collapsed!

"This guy... he’s really too pathetic, isn’t he?" Where had the confident Fu Long, who had sworn he wouldn’t lose, gone?

Just one jar of liquor had brought him down?

Could he be any more embarrassing?

"Ali..." Long Ziyue still held the empty wine jar, gave it a shake, and then set it down on the table.

She looked at Chu Qianli with a drunken haze in her eyes, "My mother... doesn’t easily trust others. Taking you to see her... it doesn’t matter, but I... I can’t help you with much."

She burped from the alcohol and added, "Thank you for today... for avenging me. I’ll come to drink with you another day... drink..."

It seemed she intended to leave.

But before she could finish saying "drink," Long Ziyue’s head tilted and she fell straight toward her.

Chu Qianli was torn between laughter and tears.

It appeared the alcohol tolerance of the two was about on par.

However, how would she manage to send Commandery Princess Pingyue back? She didn’t even know where Princess Pingyue lived.

"Miss Chu," spoke a palace maid from outside, carrying a lantern as she entered.

Chu Qianli was startled, quickly laying Long Ziyue on her own bed.

Just as she was about to step outside, the palace maid had already reached the door, "Miss Chu, our lady wishes to see you, Miss Chu?"

The palace maid knocked at the door, and when no response came, she knocked again, this time seemingly ready to enter.

But with Fu Long still sprawled beside the table, what was she to do?