Help! The cunning and treacherous minister and I were reborn together!

joke!

Yuan Zhi never took Zheng Xiangxiang seriously in her past life, and she certainly wouldn't lose to her in this one!

Do you really think that her enduring favor is only because of her face?

Without a bit of cunning and tricks, she would have been devoured by the palace long ago, leaving not even a bone fragment!

If one path is blocked, then let's try another. Yuan Zhi refuses to believe that he can't take down this blockhead, Xiao Zong!

"I'm hungry."

"Didn't you just eat?"

Yuan Zhi touched her stomach, "I walked around the garden for a long time, so it's already digested."

"I'll tell the kitchen to make you something to eat."

Yuan Zhi instructed, "Have them set the food on the stone table in the backyard. The osmanthus blossoms there are in full bloom, and I want to eat there. Also, bring another pot of chrysanthemum wine; I haven't had much to drink today!"

Xiao Zong turned to look at her. So many demands?

"Hurry up and go!" Yuan Zhi urged.

Xiao Zong looked away, opened the door and saw Gu Yu, and instructed her to take care of it.

Yuan Zhi picked up the crimson gauze lantern and was about to go over when Xiao Zong asked, "It's been a while since you finished making it. What are you going over there for now?"

"Enjoying the flowers."

Yuan Zhiyan answered concisely and concisely.

She skipped and hopped out of the house with light steps.

The osmanthus blossoms in the backyard have fallen all over the steps, their fragrance rich and intoxicating.

When the servants saw Yuanzhi sit on the stone bench, they quickly moved the candle over to light her way.

Yuan Zhi smiled brightly and said, "Thank you."

A short while later, Gu Yu came over with a sour face, carrying a food box. She placed a plate of cold rabbit meat, a plate of stir-fried bok choy, and a bowl of beef soup on the stone table.

The wine arrived a little late on the day of Jingzhe. After setting down the chrysanthemum wine and cups, the two of them took their leave.

Yuan Zhi poured herself a glass of wine, took a sip, and found the fragrance lingering on her palate, but it was too spicy for her throat. She looked up at the osmanthus blossoms above her head, thinking of picking some tomorrow to brew a few jugs of osmanthus wine.

She took a bite of spicy rabbit meat and a sip of wine, and with a gust of wind, the effects of the alcohol quickly took hold.

Xiao Zong was worried that Yuan Zhi would catch a cold, so he came to bring her a cloak. He saw her holding a lantern, squatting on the ground with her back to him, staring intently at something.

"What are you doing?"

"Shh!"

Yuan Zhi turned her head and put a finger to her lips, signaling him to be quiet.

Xiao Zong squatted down like her and saw a tiny tabby cat.

Yuan Zhi poked the cat's ear and whispered, "It's asleep."

"Where did the cat come from?"

Yuan Zhi thought for a moment and said, "A servant just gave it to me to play with; it's probably his pet."

Xiao Zong draped the cloak over her shoulders. "Alright, we've had our wine and admired our flowers. Let's go back."

"No, I'm not going back. I still have things to take care of!"

Yuan Zhi felt hot after drinking the wine, so he took off his cloak, wrapped it up, and covered the kitten with it.

Xiao Zong patiently asked, "What is it? I'll help you with it."

Yuan Zhi's eyes darted around for a moment, then she said slowly, "I can't remember."

"If you can't remember, then don't think about it." Xiao Zong pulled her up. "Go back to sleep."

Yuan Zhi's eyes lit up instantly, "Yes, it's sleeping!"

She staggered to the table, poured two glasses of wine, and shoved one into Xiao Zong's hand. Holding both glasses, she clinked them together with Xiao Zong's.

"My husband will sleep with me after we drink the nuptial wine."

Xiao Zong curled his lips. Did she think that he didn't consummate the marriage with her because they didn't drink the nuptial wine on their wedding night?

no.

He has never been a person who follows the rules!

What he feared was the supreme ruler in the Golden Palace, the emperor who might have lived two lives!

The day after he returned to the capital, as soon as the court session ended, he went to see the emperor. He asked His Majesty why he was only summoned to the palace the next morning when the memorial from Jingzhou had arrived in the evening.

"On your wedding night, how could I possibly disturb your good time?"

Upon hearing this one sentence, Xiao Zong broke out in a cold sweat. He pondered it repeatedly, but still couldn't be sure if His Majesty's words had a hidden meaning.

These past few days, he could tell that Yuan Zhi wanted to be close to him, but every time he faced her, he would think of His Majesty. If His Majesty had truly been reborn, then for him to touch the Emperor's woman would be to provoke the very tyrant.

It doesn't matter if he dies, but he absolutely cannot implicate the Xiao family!

However, humans are not plants or trees; how can they be without feelings?

He can control his words and actions, but he can't control his heart. Even the coldest heart can be warmed by spending every day together.

He was afraid of getting too deeply involved, so he repeatedly recalled the entanglement between the two of them in their previous life, reminding himself that the person sleeping next to him was his enemy!

However, ignorance is no excuse.

How could he use Yuan Zhi's evil from her past life to destroy her goodness in this life?

Yuan Zhi saw him standing there stiffly, holding a wine glass about to drink, but Xiao Zong stopped him.

"That's not how you drink nuptial wine."

"Then how do we drink it?"

Xiao Zong wrapped his arm around her arm and brought the wine to his lips, "Drink it like this."

"I know."

Yuan Zhi followed suit and took a big gulp.

After finishing the drink, she exclaimed, "Oh no! I forgot to say auspicious words!"

Xiao Zong smiled and said, "That last drink doesn't count. Let's have another one. What's your suggestion?"

After thinking for a long time, Yuan Zhi finally managed to say, "I wish my husband peace, joy, and a long life."

Xiao Zong's eyes swirled with dark ink, like the pitch-black night, enveloping Yuan Zhi layer by layer.

He coaxed, "Don't call me husband, call me Congyun."

She had more than one husband; only the title "Congyun" belonged to Yuanzhi in this life.

"May Congyun live a long and peaceful life, filled with joy and happiness."

Yuan Zhi finished the remaining wine in his cup and said with a smile.

Xiao Zong's eyes seemed to glisten with tears. "I wish Azhi all the best and that she may have no worries year after year."

He looked down to drink, only to find the glass empty. He gave a wry smile and threw the glass away.

Yuan Zhi made a "hey" sound, stood on tiptoe, and kissed Xiao Zong's lips.

At this moment, the long moon hangs in the sky, all is silent, and in the vast and boundless天地 (heaven and earth), only two hearts are beating vigorously.

Yuan Zhi stepped back, blushing, and said, "It can't be just you who gets what you want; it's only fair if both of us are blessed."

A flame flickered in Xiao Zong's eyes, his long eyelashes drooping, casting a shadow over his eye sockets.

Are you really drunk, or are you faking it?

Yuan Zhi, dressed in a gauze yellow dress, had shimmering, alluring eyes, like a spirit transformed from a sweet osmanthus tree, capable of captivating one's soul.

"you guess."

*

As dawn broke, Yuanzhi was awakened by the birds outside the courtyard and sat up groggily.

I glanced down at my clothes; they were completely undamaged…

Oh well, another failure!

She vaguely remembered kissing Xiao Zong last night, but had no recollection of what happened afterward or how she got back.

Yuan Zhi ruffled her hair, furious and exasperated. All she wanted was a night with Xiao Zong to save herself from future exposure of her identity—why was it so difficult?!

Could it be that Xiao Zong is incapable?

As Luo Mei entered, she saw Yuan Zhi pounding the bed and asked with concern, "Miss, is your head hurting? I'll go and make you a bowl of hangover soup."

Yuan Zhi clutched her chest. "It's not just my head, my heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys all hurt. Is there any nourishing soup available?"

Luo Mei laughed out loud, "Did the son-in-law make you angry?"

"Don't mention him! He's a blockhead, an unromantic blockhead!"

Luo Mei took out the invitation card, "It's from the *** government. They invite you to a banquet with your son-in-law, Mu Tou, on the fifteenth."