Drunk Prince, Angry Young Emperor

He has not forgotten that Qin Yi couldn't drink. He wanted to go in and take a look, but suddenly realized that the door was locked.

Yun Huan frowned even more. He opened the door and went straight towards the garden.

That was where the smell of wine was coming from.

As soon as he went in, Yun Huan saw Qin Yi lying on the stone table with flushed cheeks, Wang Wenwen there too with eyes stained with tears. There were several wine jars lying around these two people.

Yun Huan's temples began to hurt instantly.

Lin Qing came in and saw his boss' handsome black face, which couldn't get any darker at that moment.

Lin Qing silently lit a candle in his heart for Qin Yi.

"Well, Boss, I'll send Wang Wenwen home. It's so late now." Lin Qing thought about it and decided to take Wang Wenwen away first—this chick might not be able to handle the boss' fury.

"Okay, go ahead." Yun Huan took a deep breath and calmed himself down.