The Emperor was kissed by the Regent and cried again

"Brother Qian, you don't understand. It's not easy to make 10,000 taels these days. I'm not from your circle, so naturally I live a tight life."

Qian Mangui was confused. "We?... Then in Brother Shen's eyes, what circle are we from?"

"In the upper class, people are either rich or powerful. I am different. I have neither money nor power. I am lucky to be able to live well."

As a puppet emperor who received a salary of ten taels of silver a month, he merely had enough food and drink.

The state will not reimburse any additional expenses.

Qian Mangui pondered: "Well...you said you are not from the upper class circle, so your circle is very lower class?"

"..."

Shen Jingli picked up the chopsticks again and picked up a duck wing. "No, we are not on the same channel."

Qian Mangui asked again: "How about you be my godson?"

"Huh? Brother Qian is really interesting, but I am..."

Shen Jingli looked at the people beside him, stopped talking in time, and whispered in Qian Mangui's ear: "I am a person with a certain social status, understand?"

However, her social status has long been in name only.

"Hahaha, I'm just kidding. You belong to Qin Yejue."

"Okay, it's time to eat."

Qian Mangui poured a glass of wine for Shen Jingli, raised his glass and asked, "Would you like a drink?"

Shen Jingli hesitated for a while, "But... I've never drunk alcohol, I'm afraid of getting drunk."

"This is fruit wine, you won't get drunk. Even if you get drunk, Qian will send you back. How can a man not drink? How can you have fun if you don't drink?"

Although Shen Jingli was a little hesitant, she still wanted to try it. She also wanted to know how much alcohol this body could drink.

"Don't you want to give me a favor?" Qian Mangui was tired of holding the glass and was about to put it down, but in a moment, Shen Jingli picked up the glass and clinked it with his.

"How can I not do you a favor? I'll drink. If I get drunk, you'll hand me over to Shochiku, for sure!"

"It's a small thing, no problem."

Shen Jingli felt no discomfort after drinking a glass of wine. He was secretly happy that he finally didn't pass out after just one glass.

But after drinking several glasses in a row, I started to get drunk...

Shen Jingli's cheeks had already turned red. At this moment, she felt dizzy and her eyes became blurry and vague.

She began to sip slowly again, but the more she drank, the more she felt that the people dancing in front of her were dazzling, so she wanted to ask them to leave.

Shen Jingli was already slightly tipsy at this time, "Don't... jump anymore, go... out."

However, without Qian Mangui's order, the dancers naturally did not dare to stop and were in a dilemma.

Shen Jingli drunkenly said: "Brother Qian... ask them to... stop, my head... feels so dizzy..."

Qian Mangui suddenly became playful and said, "Call me daddy."

Shen Jingli frowned and said angrily: "You uncle... took advantage of me, I... wasn't drunk, if you do this again, I will let Qin Yejue... beat you..."

Qian Mangui then calmed down a little, "Hey, all of you go out."

Qiuhua, Yuehua and Lanhua left one after another. Gou Yuanqin felt bored and took Xiahua away from the private room.

Shen Jingli leaned back in his chair to take a rest. He had been busy all day today and hadn't rested much. It was so tiring...

"My eyes...are finally free..."

After Shen Jingli finished speaking, he lay down on the table and took a nap.

After Gou Yuanqin and others left, the door did not close completely, but was pushed open by someone.

Qian Mangui looked up and frowned: "Gu Sichen?"

Gu Sichen didn't say anything. He just sat down next to Shen Jingli. Looking at the sleeping person with slightly red cheeks, he reached out and touched Shen Jingli's forehead.

However, he failed as he was swatted away by Qian Mangui, who was quick-eyed and quick-handed.

"Mr. Gu, don't forget your status. Do you want to take advantage of someone's misfortune and commit crimes against your superiors?"

Gu Sichen asked back, "Humph, insubordination? What did you want the emperor to call you just now?"

Qian Mangui knew he was in the wrong and chose to remain silent.

emperor?

When Shen Jingli heard the word "Emperor" in a trance, he thought he was hallucinating.

Outside the palace, who would call him the emperor?

She slowly opened her eyes and saw Qian Mangui's eyes flickering and hesitating.

"Anyway, Qian... didn't say anything."

Shen Jingli had a splitting headache at this time. Although his consciousness was a little fuzzy, he still remembered what had just happened: "He... wanted me to call him daddy. Fortunately... I was smart enough, hehe... I didn't let... him succeed."

"Qian Mangui, you are so bold that you dare to disrespect the Lord?"

Qian Mangui stood up anxiously, put his hands on his waist and argued: "The emperor is drunk and talking nonsense."

blind?

The Emperor is blind?!

Doesn't that mean she's blind?!?

Shen Jingli suddenly stood up in panic and put his hand heavily on Qian Mangui's shoulder: "Blind? Who are you saying is blind? It can't be me?...Oh no...Oh no...Do you charge for the guide dogs here?!"

Shen Jingli stretched out her other hand and gestured randomly in front of her eyes. She had already been in a drowsy state and her vision was blurry.

"It's over... I'm really blind..."

Seeing that someone was about to cry, Gu Sichen quickly advised: "Your Majesty, don't be afraid, it's not you who will go blind."

Shen Jingli's mood improved a little after hearing this: "Huh... I'm glad it's not me, hehe... I... I feel... I can see again... No, I have to go outside... to see some green plants... to protect... my eyes, starting with... me."

After taking just two steps, Shen Jingli almost tripped over herself. Fortunately, Gu Sichen reached out and held her up in time.

Shen Jingli thought she was about to have a close contact with the ground, but she never expected that someone would support her in time: "Um... brother, thank... thank you."

"Let go of me!" When Qian Mangui saw that Gu Sichen dared to put his hand on Shen Jingli's shoulder, his face instantly turned cold and he was so angry that his teeth were itching.

"Brother Qian, you should be polite. This gentleman stopped me just in time. I should thank him. Sir, I will treat you to fried noodles with meat some other day!"

"Oh, separate quickly." Qian Mangui raised his hand and grabbed Shen Jingli's wrist, trying to pull her over.

But Gu Sichen showed no sign of weakness and hugged her even tighter.

The two of them pulled each other without any restraint. Shen Jingli only felt pain in his shoulders and wrists. He complained, "I'm dying... dying, you... stop pulling me. At most... I'll treat you two... to fried noodles... I'll pay for it... ok?"

Qian Mangui loosened his grip, "Give him my share of noodles... No, it's the guy named Gu! Let go, or else Qian will call for help."

Qian Mangui's face was fierce at this time, and flames seemed to be spewing from his eyes.

Gu Sichen was not afraid at all, and his words were full of provocation: "If things get out of hand, how will Mr. Qian end it?"

"You!!" Qian Mangui clenched his fists, and his joints made a crackling sound.

The two of them resumed their fight, pulling and tugging left and right. Shen Jingli only felt more dizzy, his eyelids felt heavy, and his whole body felt dizzy.

"It hurts!"

Headache, wrist pain...

Shen Jingli just wanted to go back to the palace and sleep, but he had no strength at all...

Hearing Shen Jingli cry out in pain, Gu Sichen loosened his hand, but unexpectedly Qian Mangui also let go at this time. Shen Jingli suddenly lost his support and fell straight to the ground.