The Divine Doctor And A Common Farmer-Chapter 1454 - 1538: Annoying? Of Course I’m a Mortal

Chapter 1454: Chapter 1538: Annoying? Of Course I’m a Mortal
Qinghe, dressed in red, carried someone on his back, with a face full of bemusement.
How could there be someone in this world with such poor alcohol tolerance?
Ah yes, the wine was too strong, it was his favorite after all, and this person was too young, not yet of age. It was probably her first time drinking, and she was completely wasted.
"Alright, alright, consider it as if I owe you now."
He shook his head helplessly, carrying her steadily forward.
Even though she was drunk, she was still stubborn: "You... hic, put me down, I can walk by myself."
"Are you sure? Wobbling with every step, you call that walking? If you don’t want to fall flat on your face, you’d better stay on my back quietly."
"You... you are annoying!" She usually wore a cold face and didn’t seem good at arguing, and after holding it in for a long time, she could only squeeze out the words ’annoying’.
Qinghe laughed: "Yes, I’m a mere mortal, of course I’m annoying. Otherwise, if I were an Immortal, I’d already have ascended to heaven!"
Drunkenly she spoke nonsense: "In the future, you’re not allowed to upset the prince anymore, or else... or else... or else watch out, I’ll punch you!" She shook her little fists, gently punching his head.
Qinghe winced in pain: "You... you little girl, how can you be so rough? Don’t you know your own strength?"
"I don’t have a tree, where are you talking about a tree? Look around, it’s all bare!"
"Okay, I can’t be bothered to argue with a drunkard."
"You’re the drunkard!"
"I say..." he suddenly asked softly, "If you don’t like killing, why do you do it? Look at other girls your age, who lives as hard as you?"
The small body on his back stiffened for a moment, and she said with grievance mixed with drunkenness: "You don’t understand."
"What don’t I understand?"
She blinked and blinked, her mind muddled: "I don’t want to live off others for nothing, even though I can’t find my home, I remember food in our village used to be precious, there seemed to be famines those years... I’ve eaten so much of the prince’s food, I have to do something for her, only then will I feel better. As long as I can be useful, what’s killing people? I just think of it as chopping cabbages."
"Ha, well said. If it was really like chopping vegetables, you wouldn’t have thrown up so miserably just now."
"Xiao Qinghe, you’re so annoying, why do you love pointing out others’ faults so much? You’ve angered me, just wait, I’ll ask Yun Ge for poison, I’ll poison you!"
"Oh, spare me the poison, if it’s an aphrodisiac I’d be quite happy."
"What’s an aphrodisiac?"
"Little naive, do you really not know what an aphrodisiac is? You must really be drunk."
"I’m not... ugh!" Just as she was about to retort, she vomited on his neck.
Qinghe felt as if his hair was about to stand on end, utterly infuriated.
"You!!!"
Suddenly he let go of her, letting her fall to the ground. He was so angry he stomped his feet, but then looked at her, sleeping peacefully after throwing up.
Qinghe: "..."
His fury suddenly all drained away, seeing her asleep looking like her real age.
She looked so adorable, even that dark and ugly little face of hers seemed much more pleasing to the eye.
"I really owe you one, don’t I!"
Gritting his teeth, this time instead of carrying her on his back, he held her in his arms. The little person felt light as a feather, he couldn’t help but squeeze her thin little bones, planning in his heart to make sure she eats more meat when she wakes up tomorrow.
The next day, once sober, the little drunkard returned to her usual silent and stern self in black clothes, and Qinghe felt a pang of disappointment, thinking that she looked more adorable when drunk.
For the sake of her cuteness, he began seizing every chance to get her to drink, unintentionally building up her alcohol tolerance.