Chapter 91

For a moment, Fu Changxi felt that he was drinking the bitter taste of patience and waiting together with the wine, and he could even feel the faint stinging pain in his throat.

Immediately, he reacted and replied in a slightly hoarse voice: "It's probably a little over the top."

Hearing this, although Zhen Tingyun was a little dubious, he still couldn't help reaching out and gently touched his cheek - she's also been drinking, shouldn't she be up there too?

Her fingertips were slightly cold, and when they touched her cheeks, she felt that her face was warm, but there was really no so-called upper head or fever.

In fact, this wine is not too strong, and it was specially ordered by Fu Changxi to prepare it for her. Although it is a bit spicy, the mouth is slightly sweet, and the wine is not too strong, even if you drink a few more glasses, it is fine.

Fu Changxi has always been the most embarrassed. Seeing Zhen Tingyun's expression, he simply turned away: "There are still a few baskets of crabs in the kitchen" Ah! Zhen Tingyun immediately put aside the question of blushing and hot face. She opened her eyes wide and turned to look at Fu Changxi. Her dark Xing'er's eyes were bright and she said with anticipation, "So, sir, what do you want?" Give me a Chongyang gift? "

She even put the crab on the title of "Chongyang Ceremony". If Fu Changxi never gave it back, he would be stingy and stingy.

Fu Changxi liked her smart appearance very much, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and his tone was as light as the smell of wine that was only dissipated in his mouth: "You still think it's pretty."

Zhen Tingyun secretly said: I not only want to be beautiful, but also look beautiful.

So, the pretty little girl Zhen Tingyun leaned up to act like a spoiled child, and softly begged: "Anyway, sir, you are going to eat crabs in the palace during the Double Ninth Festival. Those baskets of crabs will die if they stay for a long time, so send them to me, Fu Changxi. With her soft coquettish voice, her heart softened, but her face was still cold: "I'll give you at most one basket. "

"Hmm." Zhen Tingyun closed it when he saw it, nodded hastily, and reminded Fu Changxi, "That's one basket. Don't go back on your words, sir!"

In fact, for Zhen Tingyun: Whether it is one basket or two baskets, it is all for nothing. Moreover, Fu Changxi's crabs here are really big and full, I'm afraid they can't eat at home, this time I bring a basket back, and I can ask Mrs. Zhen to try something new - Mrs. Zhen also loves this one very much, although she has always been stingy But every year at this time of the year, I have to pick some crabs home to eat, and Zhen Tingyun, who is the granddaughter, also fell in love with this bite.

Zhen Tingyun thought of bringing crabs to Mrs. Zhen later, and he was very happy. He had a jug and a glass at hand, so he couldn't help drinking a few more glasses.

Because the wine was not very strong, Zhen Tingyun was eating vegetables and drinking at the same time. He didn't feel the strong smell of wine for a while, and soon followed, and two blushing blushed appeared on his snow-like cheeks. It's like rouge made from good rose juice, the color is beautiful, and it seems to have a hint of rose sweetness.

In particular, the color of Zhen Tingyun's lips was originally very light, and when he was dyed with wine, he was like a rose bud that was full of rain and dew.

Seeing her blushing like peach blossoms, Fu Changxi felt a faint stirring in his heart. But he has always been self-sufficient. At this time, he stretched out his hand very restrainedly, stopped the wine glass in Zhen Tingyun's hand, and gently persuaded: "Although this wine is not easy to get drunk, if you drink too much, you will still get drunk. You It's better to drink less, others drink too much, if you encounter a wine glass, either you must drink it angrily, or you will be soft and coquettish to beg for mercy.

Zhen Tingyun was not the same. She was stunned when she heard Fu Changxi's words, then nodded, put down the wine glass, and then sat there still.

It looked so cute.

Fu Changxi couldn't help but laughed, and then said, "I'll peel some more crabs for you, and I'll send you back after eating."

Zhen Tingyun still nodded, and sat obediently, looking up at him, as if there was only one Fu Changxi in his pupils, and there seemed to be water in his eyes.

Fu Changxi's speed of peeling crabs is even faster - it's better to send people back to Zhen's house earlier, although Zhen Tingyun is very worried about sending him back, but if he stays here and doesn't talk about outsiders, he himself is not at ease. Own.

Therefore, Fu Changxi quickly fed Zhen Tingyun and sent the people to the carriage. He was thinking about getting up and going back to the other courtyard, but he was still worried. When he looked back, Zhen Tingyun was sitting on the carriage, pulling the curtain of the carriage. Look at him.

Fu Changxi: Suddenly can't walk!

In the end, Fu Changxi resigned and walked back, got on the carriage, and patted Zhen Tingyun on the shoulder lightly: "Forget it, I'm not worried about you, I'll take you back after Zhen Tingyun got drunk. He was really good, Wen Yan just smiled sweetly at him, then leaned his head into Fu Changxi's arms, and whispered, "I'm so sleepy, then go to sleep." Fu Changxi responded while watching absent-mindedly. The little girl in her arms quietly pinched the tip of her red ear with her fingertips.

Small and soft, slightly hot.

Fu Changxi withdrew his hand subconsciously, restrained his eyes from looking away, thinking about being Liu Xiahui. It's a pity that there is quite a distance along the way, Zhen Tingyun is snuggling in his arms, so trusting and close. Fu Changxi just felt the weight in his arms and felt that the heart in his chest was roaring uncontrollably, and his fingers seemed to have their own consciousness, pinching the tips of her ears, poking her cheeks, or rubbing her graceful lines. lip liner...

When he arrived at Zhen's house, Fu Changxi, Liuxia Hui, couldn't hold it anymore. He finally called Zhen Tingyun, who had been sleeping all the way, and was about to drop her off, but Zhen Tingyun held onto his sleeve.

Fu Changxi took a deep breath and said, "You go home first, and I'll pick you up when the banquet at the Chongyang Palace ends tomorrow."

While talking, Fu Changxi couldn't hold back, he stretched out his hand to straighten the messy bun for her because he slept all the way, and straightened the crooked hairpins a little.

His movements were so gentle that even Fu Changxi himself was surprised: when he was young, he went to the northern Xinjiang because of his anger, and since then he became accustomed to seeing mountains of corpses and seas of blood on the battlefield. Even now that he has left the northern border and came to the capital, when the undercurrent is surging, there are still many swords, lights, swords and shadows that kill people without blood.

Before that, he never thought that there would be such a day - he would wrap his arms around the petite little girl with his hands that were used to holding the blade, and he didn't know how much blood, and combed his fingers to take care of her for her. She put her hair in a bun, held the hairpin, and moved gently, even reluctant to use a little more strength, for fear of hurting her.

However, Zhen Tingyun was still a little drunk and dizzy, so he didn't know Fu Changxi's complicated thoughts at the moment. She just raised her head and blinked her eyes. Myolie's eyes were moist, and she whispered softly: "I want Mr. to accompany me in."

Fu Changxi couldn't beat her in the end, so he got out of the car with him, letting Zhen Tingyun hold onto his sleeve and not let go.

However, Zhen Tingyun wasn't really stupid even if he was drunk, he just touched the ground on his feet, and he immediately remembered: "Ah, my crab!"

Fu Changxi, asked someone to bring it to you. "

While speaking, Fu Changxi gave the guard a wink, and the guard immediately came up with the basket of crabs.

Zhen Tingyun just stopped.

Fu Changxi sent the people in together with the crabs. He was not interested in talking to the Zhen family. He didn't even sit down, so he got up and left immediately.

Father Zhen and Mrs. Pei led the family up to see each other and went straight to the second door.

Because it was getting late, Fu Changxi was wearing the prince's red robe again, and no one noticed the trace of sweat on his back. Fu Changxi was in such a hurry to leave. Going back to wash and change clothes.

Fu Changxi walked in a hurry, but the Zhen family was not polite, and even worried about the attitude of the regent—

It was not until the Prince Regent disappeared that everyone in the Zhen family got up.

Zhen Yiyun's face showed a little worry, and she said to Mrs. Pei: "Mother, I don't think the regent's face is very good, is it that Zhen Yiyun didn't finish his words, just raised his eyes and glanced at Zhen Tingyun, who was drunk and red. , with concern.

In fact, Mrs. Pei was also worried that her youngest daughter was too young and ignorant, which would anger the Prince Regent, but it was not easy to ask the Prince Regent. She didn't dare to ask the Prince Regent, and her daughter was still drunk, so she probably couldn't ask anything. Zhen Yiyun couldn't help sighing again: "The Double Ninth Banquet in Ming'er Palace, I'm afraid the second sister won't be able to go this time."

Hearing this, Mrs. Pei realized that her youngest daughter had offended the Prince Regent—otherwise, how could she have been able to enter the palace for a banquet last time during the Mid-Autumn Festival, and this time she couldn't make it to the Double Ninth Festival?

Thinking of this, Pei's gaze on Zhen Tingyun's face was also a little displeased, and she was even more displeased when she saw her little daughter's red face: Which girl went out to eat and was so drunk and dizzy? ! It's no wonder that the Regent has this expression! No wonder she was not asked to attend the Double Ninth Banquet in the palace...

Because she wanted to show her mother's love for her daughter in front of the regent this time, Mrs. Pei did not ask the girl to support her, but supported her daughter herself. The strength of holding Zhen Tingyun's arm was also slightly stronger.

Originally, this was nothing, but Zhen Tingyun was drunk and immediately asked, "Mother, what are you pinching me for?"

At this time, the family was still at the door, surrounded by many girls and wives, but the regent Yu Wei was still there, the surroundings were still quiet, and no one dared to speak loudly. That's why, although Zhen Tingyun's voice was not loud, the words were clear and everyone could hear it clearly.

Pei Shi could almost feel the gazes of those servants looking at her, even if her beautiful face was flushed - she was so old, she was rarely so humiliated!

It's just a slight loss of measure in the hand, where is the pinch?

What's more, the child does not tell the mother, and the mother accidentally pinches her, how can she call it out like this? !

Pei Shi was so ashamed and angry that he was speechless for a while, wishing he could faint immediately.

However, at this time, Mrs. Pei couldn't faint, and even squeezed out a nonchalant smile. She responded very quickly to make amends with Zhen's father and explained: "This child, drunk...all talking about drunkenness."

This is also explained to these people around - Zhen Tingyun's sentence "Mother, what are you pinching me for?" is drunk.

Father Zhen looked around and saw that all the servants and women present were bowing their heads respectfully, sighing inwardly, their faces were still calm, and they just nodded: "Okay, this is not the place to talk, we should go back to the house and talk first. Bar."

After a pause, Father Zhen ordered again: "Cook a bowl of sober soup for the second girl."