594 The Secret About the Past 212 (2/2)

”Wow, she did a surprisingly-splendid job,” Lin Shishi exclaimed in a tone of satisfaction.

”Go take a shower. The bathroom's over there,” said Tuoba Gucheng, pointing at the bathroom.

Blushing red with shyness, Lin Shishi picked up her silk pajamas and entered the bathroom.

He sat on the bed, feeling a little jittery.

Though he was a normal, straight man, he was not in the least bit aroused at all, despite hearing his wife take a shower.

Was this abnormal?

Tuoba Gucheng was filled with an inexplicable feeling at the thought of what was going to happen tonight.

”Your Highness.” The servant entered with a glass of milk.

He would down a glass of milk every night.

It had already become his nightly routine.

In the past, he would never drink milk at night. However, he had developed a habit of doing so, ever since An Xiaoning began serving him milk while she was on duty every night.

He stared at the glass of milk.

Tuoba Gucheng walked toward the dressing room and returned with a white substance, which he then poured into the milk.

He picked up the glass and gave it a few swirls.

By the time he came out of the shower, Lin Shishi had already chugged the glass of milk out of her own accord and fell asleep on the bed.

He stepped forward to pull the duvet over her and put on his clothes before switching off the lights.

He then subconsciously headed to An Xiaoning's room next door.

The room was empty and she was nowhere in sight.

Instead of leaving, he stood by the window and waited for An Xiaoning to return.

An Xiaoning was greatly taken aback by the sight of him inside her room. ”Your Highness, you should be consummating your marriage tonight. What are you doing here in my room?”

”Come here,” he instructed, gesturing for her to come forth.

An Xiaoning stood in front of him and asked, ”What's the matter?”

He grabbed her by her arm and pulled her onto his lap.

Flabbergasted, An Xiaoning sprung up and exclaimed, ”Your Highness, please respect yourself, the Princess Consort is just next door!”

She then struggled to break free from his embrace and stared at him.

Today was the day of his wedding, what was he trying to do now?

”So what if she is? Would you like to have a few drinks together?” he asked nonchalantly with raised brows.

”Your Highness, you've already had too much to drink in the day. Besides, I can't hold my liquor well. It's better that we abstain from drinking. The Princess Consort is still waiting for you in your room. It's not very appropriate of you to be in my room,” An Xiaoning said coldly.

”I'm just asking you to have a couple of drinks with me. Why are you getting so worked up? Don't forget, you're my subordinate and you are to do whatever I tell you to.” Tuoba Gucheng then walked out of the room. An Xiaoning thought that he was going to return to his own room and thus followed behind in a bid to lock the door after he left. To her astonishment, he warned, ”I'm going to get some liquor. I'll be right back.”

An Xiaoning stayed put on the ground.

There was no way she could defy his orders.

He returned a minute later with a bottle of liquor and two goblets.

He poured half a glass of liquor for her and a full one for himself.

An Xiaoning took a look at the label on the liquor bottle to find that the alcohol content was rather high.

Although she was not weak to the point of being knocked out after downing just a glass of liquor, her alcohol tolerance was indeed rather mediocre.

If they were to share the entire bottle between themselves, she would probably pass out before he even got tipsy.

Thus, she stopped drinking after half a glass.

Noticing that she was no longer drinking, Tuoba Gucheng thought that it would be rather boring and pointless to drink alone. Thus, he put the bottle down and just gazed at her.

The way he was staring at her sent a shiver down her spine.

She could not figure out exactly what was on his mind.

Just as she thought he was about to speak up, he stood up to leave without saying another word instead.

An Xiaoning hurriedly locked the door from the inside, filled with anxiety.

He can't possibly have fallen for me, can he?

If not, why did he pull me onto his lap?

But that can't be the case. Lin Shishi was so much prettier than her mask.

He was not blind either.

An Xiaoning was perplexed and bewildered. She put on her earphones and closed her heavy eyelids.