Qing Shan stood outside the door pondering for a long time, looking at the scented pouch she had embroidered and then walked up to the door and knocked.
"Come in."
A deep voice emerged, making Qing Shan's heart uncontrollably tremble.
She took a deep breath, stepped in, and was immediately hit by the strong smell of alcohol.
Pei Hanze was holding a wine pot, swaying it slightly; a slight smile appeared at his lips when he saw who entered.
"Why have you come?"
Qing Shan walked up to Pei Hanze and, seeing the wine bottles on the table, hesitated momentarily and asked, "Prince, are you in a bad mood?"
"When have I ever been in a good mood? I thought she was Ningning reincarnated, only to find she belongs to someone else," Pei Hanze said with a bitter smile as he took another drink from the pot.
