All the concubines in the harem are time travelers

She really did it for love and was not afraid of being scolded by her own father.

If she remembered correctly, Li'er once said that her second uncle Bu Yue was addicted to wine, and his biggest hobby was collecting all kinds of fine wines and savoring them carefully.

If he came back and found that the wine he had buried in the backyard for ten years was gone, wouldn't that be the end of his life?

Bu Ji put down the wine glass in his hand, and at the same time, another person came into the store.

Prince Yu was holding a bag of cherry cakes in his hand, and he shouted in a daze without even looking at the situation in the store.

"Do you still have the imperial yellow brocade?"

He finally found the emperor, but was glared at from a distance. The words in his mouth took eighteen sharp turns before he could speak them out.

The waiter ran over, greeted him warmly and led him inside.

"Sir, we have more than a dozen different kinds of yellow cloth in our store. Which one would you like? For lining or outerwear? High or low price?"

Prince Yu followed the waiter inside, his eyes never leaving the corner for a second.

Why did the Emperor, instead of eating in the spacious private room of the restaurant, squeeze into this cloth shop and drink with a bunch of people?

As he touched the cloth handed to him by the waiter, he narrowed his eyes and a playful smile appeared at the corners of his eyes.

Oh~ turns out the emperor’s sister-in-law is here too.

"My son, my son."

The clerk at the side called out to him, why is this man buying cloth without looking at the cloth? Just now a handsome mute came, and now a handsome blind man comes?

Prince Yu came back to his senses, retracted his gaze to look at the cloth in his hand, took out a piece of silver from his waist and put it on the counter, and said hastily.

"Wrap it up. That's it."

The waiter had never seen anyone buying cloth in this way. He didn't say what it was going to be used for or what style it was, he just paid the money as soon as he walked in.

Out of consideration for the guests, he asked a few more questions.

"We have other styles of brocade in our shop. Would you like to take a look?"

Prince Yu dropped the cloth in his hand, turned around quickly, avoiding the gaze of the people at the table, and spoke perfunctorily to the waiter.

"Then I'll take a look."

The clerk touched the back of his head, nodded ignorantly, ran away from him, and took out other brocades from the cabinet.

Holding a stack of brocade that was half a person's height in both hands, he walked unsteadily to the center of the shop.

With a "clang", the brocade in his hands slipped off and fell to the ground.

A group of people who were eating in the corner looked over here. Bu Ji looked at the man standing sideways. The crescent-shaped white satin dress he was wearing was exactly the one worn by Prince Yu.

"Your Highness Prince Yu?"

She called him in a low, tentative voice.

Liang Xing had already stood up, ready to bow to the extraordinary man not far away.

Looking around, in the whole store, only the man standing next to the yellow silk looked like Prince Yu of the current dynasty. He was wearing gorgeous clothes, a white face and a jade crown. Just standing there gave off a royal demeanor.

Prince Yu saw from the corner of his eye that Liang Xing bowed towards him, and everyone at the table, except the emperor, cast scorching glances at him.

I sighed softly, he is just too charming, I can't hide it even if I want to.

He walked over with a hearty laugh, the cherry cake in his hand swaying.

"Lord Liang, Lady Bu, Second Miss Bu, what a coincidence."

It was not a coincidence at all. The emperor came here following Concubine Bu, and he came here following the emperor, which was equivalent to saying that he also came here following Bu Ji.

He felt so embarrassed and ashamed that he would not take the job if Wang Huai asked him to do it again.

I thought the emperor came out to do something important, but it turned out to be to "catch an adulterer".

Liang Xing bowed again with a humble attitude.

"Bless your highness."

Bu Yu imitated Bu Ji and bowed his body.

"Your Highness, did you come out specifically to buy cherry cakes?"

Bu Ji looked at the snacks in his hand and smiled. He didn't expect that a prince like him would have to leave the palace just to eat a plate of cherry cakes.

Prince Yu picked up the cherry bun in his hand, looked at it, a hint of tenderness appeared in his eyes, and he said with disdain.

"It's not for me to eat, it's for Ke Yan."

"She likes the cherry cakes from this shop in the eastern suburbs the most. She asked me to bring some back to the palace for her. It's really troublesome."

No matter how much trouble it is, he will buy it anyway.

Bu Ji saw through it but didn't say anything. Yesterday he complained that Ke Yan didn't look good in women's clothes. It was obvious that he was afraid that Ke Yan's beauty would be revealed and be noticed by others.

Prince Yu's little thoughts are clear to bystanders, but confusing to those involved.

She smiled knowingly, waved to the waiter to add another long bench, and looked at Prince Yu again.

"If Your Highness is not in a hurry to return to the palace, you can sit with us."

"You saw me outside the palace today. Please don't tell others. I offer you a toast."

Bu Ji picked up the empty wine glass on the table, filled it with wine, and drank it all in one gulp, free and easy.

In less than half an incense stick of time, she had already drunk two glasses of wine.

This wine is also strange. It smells strong and is hot in the throat, but once it goes down the throat, the stomach feels very comfortable.

It is indeed the fine wine that my second uncle has collected for many years.

"Good wine!"

She placed the cup on the table and shouted loudly.

Li Ji sat aside, glanced at Li Yu coldly, and silently took away the empty wine glass that Bu Ji had placed on the table.

Prince Yu understood what he meant and quickly stopped Bu Ji from pouring wine.

"That's enough, that's enough."

"You are so sincere, I won't tell the emperor."

There is no need for him to say anything. The emperor can see it himself.

Bu Ji tilted his head, his cheeks were rosy and slightly drunk, his red lips were as tender and juicy as ripe cherries, he slowly raised his hand and pointed his index finger at him.

"Good... good wine, good people!"

Bu Yu helped Bu Ji sit down and said worriedly.

"Sister, this wine is strong, don't drink too much."

Bu Ji shook his head, suddenly broke free from Bu Yu's hand, and leaned against Li Ji.

Li Ji didn't hide, but just folded his arms and looked at her.

You deserve it because you have no alcohol tolerance but still dare to drink two glasses of wine.

Liang Xing saw that she was behaving abnormally after drinking, but he couldn't bear to scold her, so he reached out his hand to help her, but was dodged.

Bu Ji shook his head and moved away from Li Ji, but his two hands under the table were tightly grasping his sleeves.

This feeling is so familiar, the strong and powerful chest muscles, the broad shoulders, and the smooth hair.

Her nostrils smelled a light soothing scent, and even though she was drunk, her head didn't hurt that much.

"You smell..."

Li Ji's eyes suddenly narrowed, the corners of his lips that were tightly stretched under the mask curled up slightly, he put down his hands, and was about to get up.

She was indeed most familiar with his scent.

"It doesn't smell good."

Bu Ji pouted and let go of his sleeve.

Li Ji's face turned dark instantly, his legs felt like they were filled with lead, and his masked face slowly turned to look fixedly at Bu Ji beside him.

The spices that only emperors of all dynasties could use were said to smell bad by this woman.

Bu Ji became more sober. He lowered his head, picked up the snack on the plate and took a bite. His cheeks were puffed up and he looked very satisfied.

She suddenly tilted her head and smiled at Li Ji, pinched the bitten piece of glutinous rice cake between her thumb and index finger, and reached out her hand to stuff it directly into his mouth.

"Try it too."

The sound is much sweeter than the dessert.

How pitiful! He is a mute and must have a miserable life. He has never eaten such delicious food.

Li Ji's cold eyes paused, and he stared at her face with half a piece of glutinous rice cake in his mouth.

After thinking about it carefully, I felt that the previous emperor had bad taste and the incense he used was indeed not good, so he asked the Ministry of Internal Affairs to replace it when he returned to the palace.