How am I not drunk yet...
Meng Zhuqing found it rather amusing. Drunkards never admit to being drunk, and the one before her was no exception.
"Being drunk allows me to see father... to see big brother, second brother... to see my male and female cousins..."
The moment Tobanya's drunken words spilled out, Meng Zhuqing immediately felt a pang of heartache. He pitied her.
"They are all together... I'm all alone... just One Person all alone..."
"Commandery Princess..." Meng Zhuqing felt so heartbroken, but had no idea how to console the person before him.
Upon hearing his voice, Tobanya, bleary-eyed, turned her head toward Meng Zhuqing. She saw him even less clearly, straining to focus, but to no avail. However, that didn't stop her from drunkenly asking, "Why haven't you left yet?"
Meng Zhuqing sighed, "Commandery Princess, please go inside. Not only is it cold, but it's also getting late—"