After rebirth, I remarried the domineering 9000-year-old

Away from the front yard of the palace.

The atmosphere was particularly lively after His Majesty left with Eunuch Gui, and everyone was clamoring to get drunk with the groom.

After all, the Ninth Thousand Year Old Man was more easy to talk to than ever before today. No matter who said what to him, he was always friendly and would occasionally even joke around.

He was completely different from his usual cold and aloof demeanor. With this rare opportunity, who among the officials wouldn't want to establish a good relationship with him?

At the last and inconspicuous table, the other guests were all holding their wine glasses, making friends with the powerful, or chatting with each other. For a moment, only Hu Lin and Hu Shuang'er, brother and sister, were left at the table.

Hu Lin poured wine into his mouth one glass after another. Ever since the bride was sent to the bridal chamber, his eyes had lost focus and he was dazed, as if he had lost his life.

Hu Shuang'er couldn't bear to watch it any longer, and when he poured the wine into his mouth like water again, she snatched the wine glass away.

Hu Lin tilted his head, looking at her in astonishment. After a moment's stare, he chuckled foolishly, "Shuang, Shuang'er, stop messing around. Give...give me the wine glass!"

As he spoke, he burped and his face turned red.

Hu Shuang'er hid the wine glass behind her and sighed: "Brother, Sister Nanxing is already married, she is now the Princess Li...you should let it go."

"Let it go?" Hu Lin laughed dryly twice and frowned fiercely: "Why should I let it go? I am a normal man after all, and Fu Jiuli is just..."

Hu Shuang'er quickly reached out and covered her brother's mouth tightly, then looked around vigilantly. Seeing that no one was paying attention to her, she breathed a sigh of relief.

"If you want to kill our entire family, then shout louder!" Hu Shuang'er glared at him coldly and warned him sternly in a low voice.

However, Hu Lin slapped Hu Shuang'er's hand away, took the wine jug from the table, and poured the wine directly into his mouth with the spout. The silver thread swayed, soaking the azure collar of his clothes.

"I told you to stop drinking!" Hu Shuang'er snatched the wine jug away again: "Can you sober up a little!"

Hu Lin's wine jug was snatched from his hand, and his mouth was empty. He immediately felt his blood boiling. He slammed the table hard, making a loud noise that attracted the attention of many guests.

Hu Shuang'er quickly apologized with a smile: "Sorry, my brother drank too much, please forgive me."

Seeing that Hu Lin was indeed drunk and the people from the palace did not say anything, everyone's gazes were withdrawn.

"Brother, what are you doing?" Hu Shuang'er tugged at his sleeve, trying to pull him away: "You're drunk, come on, go home with me."

But Hu Lin was like a stubborn ox, and no matter how hard she pulled, he wouldn't budge. He looked at Hu Shuang'er with a pair of drunken eyes, as if he was watching a joke.

"You asked me to let go, but what about you? Have you let go of Shen Beiyue?"

There were a few rough red bloodshot veins in his eyes. Without even looking, he raised his hand and pointed accurately in the direction behind him.

"If you've let it go, why are your eyes still glued to him?"

He frowned fiercely, his face flushed. "You haven't let it go yourself, so what qualifications do you have to persuade me to let it go? Huh?"

Minister Hu noticed the commotion here when Hu Lin slammed the table, and walked towards this side. He never expected that he heard these words as soon as he got closer.

"How can you talk to your sister like that?" Minister Hu slapped Hu Lin on the head: "Hurry up and apologize to your sister!"

After saying that, he looked at his baby daughter worriedly.

These days, he didn't even dare to mention the surname Shen, words like "north" and "moon" in front of his daughter, let alone the name Shen Beiyue.

How dare this brat question his daughter like this!!!

Mrs. Hu rushed over, touched her son's head that had just been hit, and glared at Minister Hu: "Well, Hu Anguo, you old thing, you dare to hit my son!"

Minister Hu was not afraid at all and started to complain: "Your son just questioned our daughter whether she had let go of Shen Beiyue. He was so fierce!"

Mrs. Hu's expression suddenly changed, and without hesitation, she slapped Hu Lin on the head again: "Are you crazy? You know your sister..."

He stopped talking halfway.

Mrs. Hu looked at her daughter with concern: "Shuang'er, you..."

Hu Lin was slapped twice on the head by his parents, and he immediately woke up and realized what stupid things he had just said.

He lowered his head, his eyes full of guilt: "Shuang'er, I'm sorry..."

Minister Hu's eyes were also filled with worry: "Shuang'er..."

Hu Shuang'er looked up from a distance at Shen Ming, who was talking to the third princess and seemed to be smiling happily. Then she retracted her gaze and raised the corners of her lips.

"Why would I be so reluctant to let go of a man like him who has a bad character and is always philandering?"