Saying that a gentleman is as gentle as a jade

But she didn't expect that this man could say anything when he was drunk, and dared to say anything.

I have asked all the necessary questions, and I don't want this person to stay in my bedroom any longer, but I don't know where to throw this drunk person.

At least someone is willing to solve this trouble for her.

"Princess, the son of the prime minister's family wants to see you. He is waiting outside, and he also said that he will not go back today if he does not see the princess." Although it was a message, it was too much to say. I was a little cautious when I came out.

If it was before, she might have found a reason to send him away, but now... Looking at the people lying there, she seems to have some new ideas.

"Let him in." Her tone was so light that no one could hear her emotions at the moment.

It's just that Yan Yanjiu is sure that her sister Huang must be very upset now.

As soon as Song Mingxu heard that Yan Yanhua was willing to see him, he immediately came in with a happy face, but when he entered the courtyard door, he saw the person lying on the stone table with the wine jar in his hands, and his anger immediately rose.

That Wen Zhuxi and him were originally at odds, but this Feng Yuan, he was his own man, and now he dared to carry him behind his back to the princess to drink, and he was so drunk, how could he not annoyed.

Yan Yihua didn't want to intervene at first, but after all, this was in her bedroom, so she couldn't make people fight.

"I saw Master Feng and Young Master Song were very close that day, and you happened to be here today, so let's take him back along the way." She was not really willing to find someone to send Feng Yuan back by herself. No need for nothing.

He came here today to explain, but he was indeed too impulsive that day, and he was imprisoned by his father for a few days after he went back, thinking that if he apologized sincerely, he might still have a chance. .

Even before he could finish a word with the princess, he was ordered to evict him.

Unhappy, he walked to Feng Yuan's side, pushed him with the folding fan in his hand, and he waved the fan away. He was already very unhappy, and now he was swept away by this person in front of Yan Minhua , snatched the wine jar from his hand and poured it directly on his head.

After being drenched in this way, his chaotic mind became a little clearer.

He shook his head, squinted his eyes and looked at the man in front of him, "You are bold!" He stood up unsteadily, and grabbed Song Mingxu's collar to barely stand still, "Do you know who I am? I am the future Your son-in-law!"

The weight on the collar made Song Mingxu lean forward slightly, and the smell of alcohol on his face made him sick to his stomach.

If it wasn't for the presence of the two princesses, he might have made another move.

Throwing away the hand that was pulling on his collar, he used so much force that Feng Yuan fell to the ground, dragging Feng Yuan's collar, and said goodbye to Yan Minhua with a dark face, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry to bother you today. .”

After making such a fuss, I didn't achieve my original purpose, and I had to bring back a drunk. If I had known earlier, I might as well not have come, so I wouldn't be in such a trouble.

Watching the two leave, Yan Minhua ordered, "Let someone handle this set of stone tables tomorrow."

"Sister Huang..." Don't talk about Yan Yanhua, even she couldn't bear to hear it, but the man still looked like he was laughing, how could Sister Huang not be angry.

"It's okay, it's a good thing that she doesn't remember." It's good to remember things like this for her.

And the person at the center of the topic has been extremely busy these days.

Wen Zhuxi and Yu Jiang went to the thatched hut separately in the early morning, analyzing the battle situation and practicing various skills, for fear that they would not be selected at that time.

Yu Jiang herself was acting as a supervisor, but later became a training partner for some reason, and she was also very wronged, since it had nothing to do with her, why did she have to work so hard with her.

Other things are fine, but this martial art really embarrasses them.

However, after so much time, even if he still didn't learn the formal moves, he was able to strengthen his body anyway.

Wen Zhuxi has a goal and works tirelessly every day, but Yu Jiang really can't hold it anymore, "You can practice by yourself tomorrow, I'm going to find Xiaojiu."

"Then I won't practice anymore." Wen Zhuxi also quit very readily. The pressure has indeed been a bit high these days.

So no one returned to the thatched cottage the next day.

"Princess, Master Yu, please see me." A little court lady came to Yan Yanjiu respectfully to ask for instructions.

"Who? No see." Yan Minjiu waved his hand, looking uninspired.

"It's Lord Wen..." Before she could finish her sentence, her own princess ran out.

Then I saw her pulling the person who had just said she was missing into the courtyard.

I haven't seen Yu Jiang for many days, I thought I could be more reserved, but when I saw her, I realized that I was thinking too much.

Even if she appeared in front of him with a different makeup now, he could still recognize her.

But when Wen Zhuxi arrived at Yan Yihua's place, she found that she was not in a good condition.

Maybe it was because of too much worry, seeing her only slightly eased her expression.

"Princess, what's the matter?" She was already a regular visitor, and Yan Yanhua's connivance, no one stopped her at all, she walked up to Yan Yanhua in two steps in three steps, bent down to look at her.

Although he smiled at her, she could still see the tiredness in her eyes.

He straightened up and rubbed Yan Yinghua's head with his hands, "Does the princess want to take a good rest? I'll just..." Go back...

Before he finished speaking, Yan Yanhua grabbed his sleeves, "If Mr. Wen has nothing urgent, why don't you accompany me to have a drink or two."

Naturally, what he and Wen Zhuxi drank would not be that kind of strong wine. Thinking about the jar of wine that Song Mingxu poured away at that time, he didn't feel a pity at all.

The stone tables and benches have been removed, but the new ones haven't arrived yet.

She has been in the house for the past few days, and she didn't urge her when she didn't need it. At this time, she looked at the empty courtyard and felt a little embarrassed.

Wen Zhuxi hugged the wine jar brought by the maid, and wanted to put it on the stone table, but was stunned when his eyes swept to the old place. Where are the tables and chairs in the yard?

Sensing her gaze, Yan Yihua turned her head unnaturally, and explained dryly: "There are some cracks in the table and chairs, so I asked someone to replace them with new ones."

Wen Zhuxi really has no doubts about this, and it's not that she doesn't care where the table is. Now she is more concerned about where to put the jar of wine in her hand, and it is really heavy to hold.

As if seeing what she was thinking, "Just put it on the ground." Then he looked at the jar of wine and felt a little pity, "Today it seems that we can only let it go."

Not only Yan Yanhua, but even Wen Muxi felt a little pity. The strong aroma of wine came out through the seal of the jar, which really made her heart itch.

"Princess, if you don't mind, in fact, the tree over there is quite flat." Wen Zhuxi looked around, and found that the courtyard was very clean. For her, she could sit on the ground anywhere, but she didn't know if the princess would accept it.

Slightly surprised, but still complied.

He walked in the direction Wen Zhuxi pointed, and sat down directly against the tree without any burden.

Wen Zhuxi immediately followed quickly with the wine jar in her arms, and sat down next to her.

After looking at Wen Zhuxi for a while, Yan Yihua hesitated and said, "Why are you sitting here?"

At that time, there were not many palace people caring about her, so she liked to lean against this tree with the other party, daring to think and say anything.

Wen Zhuxi was also taken aback for a moment, "If I have to say it, maybe this place has good Fengshui?" She couldn't say why, but she just thought it was okay to sit here.

Seeing her uttering such mysterious words in such a serious manner, she just felt a little funny, and for a moment she even had the illusion that she had already remembered everything.

But it doesn't matter whether she remembers it or not, "You can sit anywhere you want, my Feng Shui is pretty good here."

Looking at the people next to her, she took a sip of the wine, narrowed her eyes, and thought it was funny, and the slightly raised corners of her mouth reassured her a lot.

I was worried about what to do if she just likes to drink and she doesn't like it, but now it seems that there is no need to worry about it.

Just staying together quietly like this can drive away her days of haze. This is really a very magical feeling, which is exciting and fascinating.

For some reason, I wanted to tell her what she forgot about that year, without asking her if she wanted to hear it, and just said, "Actually, it was an accident when I met you..."

After rambling on for a long time, she didn't know what she said after that, and she was a little confused when she thought of what she said, but Wen Zhuxi didn't mind, and she still listened very seriously.

As long as she talked, Wen Zhuxi stayed with her for as long as she did, and she still didn't forget to pour her a glass of wine from time to time.

"After waiting for so long, it's not in vain. I knew I would meet you again sooner or later." Holding the wine glass, Xu looked at Wen Zhuxi with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

She didn't know if she was drunk or her eyes were really blurred, she even felt that Yan Yihua at this time seemed to be more attractive to her than ever before.

Instinct drove her to get closer to the other's rosy lips. The cold and soft touch with a faint aroma of wine made her addicted, and a voice in her head screamed, asking her to get closer and closer.

Unconsciously, he licked it lightly, as if he tasted the residual aroma of wine.

The numbness teased her keen nerves, and Yan Yanhua suddenly came back to her senses, she didn't push her away, she just raised her hands to put Wen Zhuxi's shoulders, turned her head slightly to avoid him, "Master Wen, you must be a little drunk. "

She doesn't hate the approaching of the other party at all, if the time and place were not so embarrassing, maybe she wouldn't stop it so quickly.

"Maybe, I hope the princess will forgive me." She sat back in embarrassment, feeling a little annoyed at her gaffe just now.

"What if I want to pursue it?" Instead of looking at Wen Zhuxi, she turned her gaze to the wine glass in her hand, shaking it gently.

"...Then... after the big wedding?" After saying it, I realized that this sentence seemed to be ambiguous again. It really didn't seem right.

Yan Yinghua paused her hand, shook out a few drops of wine, wiped it off carefully with a brocade handkerchief, and then replied, "Master Wen is so confident? If you can't be a consort, wouldn't the palace have no place to pursue it?"