Gourmet Girl: Becoming a Royal Merchant Started from Selling Buns

"Of course." Su An sat with her chin in her hand, nodding her cheek and looking at him.

For some reason, she always felt that Fu Zhun was a little melancholy tonight.

His eyebrows and eyes were still as calm as water, and he spoke as usual, but there seemed to be a dark mist in his eyes, making his expression seem a little distant and hazy.

Well... he looks even more handsome and unattainable.

When Su An spoke again, he couldn't help but bring out a concerned tone: "Today is the great reunion festival, why is the prince worried?"

After he finished speaking, Fu Zhun's faint smile froze on his face.

He looked at Su An, showing a rare look of surprise, "Huh?"

He thought he had hidden his emotions very well.

Su An felt embarrassed. He couldn't say that he had a keen eye and was meticulous, right?

So she pointed hard at the wine jug on the table and said, "I rarely see you drinking. Drink if you want. Others drink with joy, but you drink with melancholy."

When she arrived, the three of them were drinking at the stone table in the yard, and the atmosphere was not particularly cheerful.

Upon hearing this, Fu Zhun just pursed his lips slightly.

He raised his hand and poured himself another glass of wine. His voice was slow and inaudible, "We are all gathered together, with joy and laughter. This night on earth is better than a fairyland. It is truly a day of beautiful flowers and a full moon."

Su An watched him drink it all in one gulp, and there seemed to be a hint of gloom in his eyes. His face was as cold as jade without a trace of redness, but he looked like he was half drunk.

Before he knew how to speak, his voice, hoarse and filled with suppressed emotion, rang out: "After my mother was banished to the cold palace, I only had time to accompany her to enjoy the Mid-Autumn Moon for the last time, and then I never had another chance."

Su An's heart skipped a beat and he opened his eyes slightly in surprise.

Concubine Mother? The Cold Palace?

She subconsciously asked nervously: "Why?"

Fu Zhun's joints were stretched as he gripped the wine cup.

"My mother was gravely ill in the cold palace. She could have relied on her past royal favors to seek treatment from the imperial physician... but she gave up her chance to live, dragging herself through her illness. Before her death, she finally begged my father for his moving permission, in exchange for my chance to leave the palace!"

"My mother is so stupid..."

Fu Zhun's face flickered in the moonlight. He was unaware of the turbid wine as it went down his throat, and drank one glass after another.

Seeing him like this, Su An opened his mouth in silence.

Fu Zhun never talked about the past, and although he only said a few words now, it was not difficult to see the many hidden secrets in them.

His mother died of illness in the cold palace...

No wonder he was so depressed and drinking alone during the family reunion festival.

Su An's eyes were filled with heartache. Without saying anything, he took the cup and poured himself some wine: "What's the point of drinking alone? I'll accompany you!"

After saying that, he imitated him and swallowed it in one gulp.

The strong liquor slid down his throat, burning like fire in an instant, causing Su An to shiver and his eyes to turn red.

Wow, this wine is so strong that she felt drunk immediately after drinking this glass, but Fu Zhun actually drank the whole pot!

"With your alcohol tolerance, you'll be drunk in just a few sips. You really don't think before you speak." Fu Zhun shook his head helplessly and reached out to snatch her wine jug.

"This wine is strong and not suitable for you."

Su An was immediately dissatisfied when he saw this, and covered his mouth with his hands and said: "You also know that strong liquor is harmful to the body. You don't feel sorry for yourself, but I feel sorry for you, right? As the saying goes, it's better to sacrifice your life for a gentleman. I drink it all, so you can drink less!"

Fu Zhun's dark pupils trembled and his outstretched hand stopped.

Su An directly picked up the whole wine jug and waved it towards him with a smile, "Drink one!"

"What?" Fu Zhun asked in surprise.

Su An clinked his wine cup with his without any hesitation, then raised his head and started to drink into his mouth.

"Gulp gurgle" and swallowed it heroically.

After a while, her fair face turned red and her eyes immediately became drunken.

Fu Zhun couldn't help but sneer. Since it was futile to stop him, he just followed his heart and swallowed all the wine.

The wine was still strong, burning his lungs, but this time he felt warmth from his heart.

Su An leaned over in a daze, patted his hand and said comfortingly: "Men have to shed tears, otherwise they will not shed tears! I will lend you my shoulder!"

Fu Zhun was slightly dazed. Looking at the loving look in Su An's eyes, he leaned down as if possessed by a ghost and buried his head in her neck and shoulders.

"..."

An Yi, who was hiding on the treetop, was so shocked that his pupils trembled and he almost fell down.

He stared in disbelief, looking at Jian Yi on the other tree, his jaw dropping in shock: "They...are not, the prince and Miss Su, always like this...?"

He had been carrying out other tasks before and was transferred here because of the last shadow guard incident. He had never seen such a scene!

Jian Yi was expressionless and nodded as if he was used to it: "Your Highness likes this, if you know what's good for you, stay away from him."

After saying this, he quickly retreated ten meters away.

An Yi didn't understand, but was greatly shocked. He retreated silently with a twitching mouth.

Su An drank so much that he didn't know what year it was.

So the next day at noon, she turned over in a daze, and when she felt something wrong under her hand, she didn't react at all.

"What is that?" She grabbed it vaguely. It was firm and elastic, and she was even more confused for a moment.

Where is her soft quilt?

Su An suddenly opened his eyes, but the next moment what caught his eye was the man's warm and broad chest.

And because of the scratching and kneading movements, there were still fresh scratch marks on the chest...

"???"

Su An suddenly had the urge to scream, but was too stunned to make a sound.

She raised her eyes slowly and with difficulty, and what she saw was Fu Zhun's perfect handsome face, and her eyes just opened.

Fu Zhun was awakened by a strange feeling in his chest.

Looking at Su An lying in front of him, one hand still clutching his chest, he took a deep breath and silently rolled his Adam's apple.

"Su... An?"

Su An's face suddenly turned red like a tomato. She jumped three feet away, holding her own dirty hands in disbelief, and spoke incoherently: "Don't, don't, don't call me, I don't know what's going on!"

Didn’t she stay drunk with Fu Zhun last night?

Could it be!

She looked at herself nervously for a moment, then at Fu Zhun, and found that their clothes were intact except that they were a little messy. She suddenly breathed a sigh of relief!

A blush spread from Fu Zhun's neck to his ears. He quickly turned his eyes away and coughed softly, "Jian Yi!"

"I'm here." Jian Yi's figure jumped in from the window, lowering his head and not daring to look directly at her.

Fu Zhun couldn't help but ask in a hoarse voice: "What happened last night? Why is Miss Su here?"

Upon hearing this, Jian Yi's expression twisted for a moment.

The corners of his mouth twitched for a long time. "Last night... the master and Miss Su were both drunk. Miss Su was unconscious and clung to the master, saying that she wanted to be the master's mother and refused to let go."

"I dare not move without permission, so I have no choice but to take the master and Miss Su back to the room!"