"This is pear blossom white, the taste is crisp, relatively strong, and not suitable for you to drink. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Zhao Xian carried the lantern and introduced them one by one.

"This is osmanthus brewing, the wine is fragrant and mellow, but it is full of stamina, and it is not very suitable. ”

"This is a wine made from green fruits, with a fruity aroma, moderate body and taste, and you should like it. ”

"Okay, that's it. ”

Zhao Xian carried a jar of green fruit wine, picked another jar, and carried it, "Let's go." ”

Yan Hanyu felt that it was less, so she walked behind him and quietly carried an altar and held it in her arms.

Zhao Xian noticed her movements, raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Aren't you afraid of getting drunk if you take too much?"

She smiled happily, "Don't be afraid, there is Brother Lin." ”

She had always trusted him.

The moon hangs on the tip, and the white walls and green tiles seem to be plated with a layer of silver.

The moon is suspicious of night, and the forest seems to be more autumnal.

Close the moon pavilion, build a three-storey high, warm pavilion behind the water pavilion.

The attic is surrounded by verandahs on all sides, built on the water in the pool, the second floor is carved lattice pasted with silk paper on all sides, the third floor is the four-corner pavilion, the bead curtain hangs, swaying in the wind, the crisp sound of the bell is pleasant like music.

Under the faint candlelight, Yan Hanyu sat cross-legged and sat opposite Zhao Xian.

The lid of the wine jar is lifted, and the sweet fragrance is fragrant, wafting around.

"Little birthday star, I wish you good health. Zhao Xian poured a full glass of wine and saluted her.

She has two wishes, one is to be healthy, and the other is to be blessed and safe to her mother. Listening to his greetings, she thought that if there was one person in this life who stayed with each other until the end of the day, this life would be happy.

When she drank all the glasses, she added a cup and saluted him, "I hope Brother Lin is too." ”

Zhao Xian's fate in this life has changed, and she doesn't know his fate from now on, she hopes that he can always be well and never have an accident again.

No matter if he is unknown, no matter if he is unknown, even if no one in Bianjing City remembers him as a prince, maybe this is the greatest protection for him.

"I wish you a worry-free life. Zhao Xian respected her again.

The first son in the world, the most perfect young son, died young.

He didn't want this equally intelligent woman to be like her father, if she was short-lived.

She should live a carefree life and live freely.

Alcohol, that's something that makes you addictive when you drink it.

There is a poem in ancient times, how can we solve our worries?

Yan Hanyu was fascinated by the aroma of wine, because of a few glasses of belly, she especially felt that her body was light, as if she would fly to the sky in the next moment, and that feeling was very relaxed.

Yan Hanyu didn't know how many glasses of wine she drank this night, she only knew that Zhao Xian later said that the wine was gone, don't drink it.

She was fussing and drinking.

She didn't think she was drunk, she was still sober, she just couldn't stand on her feet. He stood up strongly, but the next moment his legs were weak and he was about to fall.

Zhao Xian only felt that her figure was like a butterfly falling suddenly, and he reached out to help her in time.

When he fell into his arms, Yan Hanyu leaned over gently.

What is the feeling of having something to rely on?

Yan Hanyu didn't want to tell anyone, she would indulge in it and couldn't do it herself.

The soles of her feet were too weak to stand firmly, and she only felt that the next moment she would fall to the ground, so she grabbed the hem of his shirt and held it tightly in her hands, so that she would not fall.

She whispered, "Brother Lin, I don't want to die, I don't want to die, I don't want to die." ”

She kept repeating the phrase, her voice low and soft.

Thinking of an assassination in the Mid-Autumn Festival and the assassination in Cangwang Mountain three years ago, Zhao Xian held her hand tightened.

He whispered, "You're not going to die. ”

I wanted to persuade her, but Yan Hanyu's eyes were full of tears in an instant, she hung her head and cried, "I will die, I will die, I will not live to be sixteen years old, there are still two years, I only have two years, I don't know what to do......"

How did Zhao Xian know that she was talking about her own past life, only when the assassination on the night of the full moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival startled her, it made her think nonsense, and she started talking nonsense after drinking wine today.

"I'm going to destroy that jade, destroy it, destroy it, and I won't die, right?"

"Yu'er, you won't die. As if a promise, his words were firm, "Yu'er, don't be afraid." ”

These words strangely calmed her, Yan Hanyu cried in a low voice for a while, and finally quieted down.

Unable to hear a sound, he looked down at her.

But seeing her jade skin like snow, and crystal tears on her cheeks, it was a pity to watch.

Zhao Xian's heart tightened, and he slowly stretched out his hand to help her wipe away her tears.

Hearing the movement at the door, Zhao Xian turned his head and saw a corner of his clothes hidden behind the door.

"Lord, master, I didn't peek. Zhao Feng's voice was almost shaking, what did he see just now?

He looked at it from that angle, and the master hung his head as if he wanted to be a light lady. The master of his family is a righteous man and a gentleman, so he shouldn't do that kind of thing. He didn't see anything!

Zhao Feng retreated and retreated outside the door.

"Go get some hot water, and call another servant. Zhao Xian put down his hand and said clearly.

Zhao Feng responded, and was just about to retreat, when he heard a voice come again, "Forget it, don't call people, just bring the water over." ”

Xiao Ya'er went out with Yan Hanyu, and later when Zhao Xian said that she would make dinner for her, she asked Xiao Ya'er to go back first, say hello to Mama Hong, and say that she would not go back for dinner.

Yan Hanyu didn't know that he was drunk, and he slept deeply, but he suddenly felt a coolness on his lips, filled with a sweet fruity fragrance, refreshing his nose.

She woke up slowly, slowly opened her eyes, her eyes were still a little sloppy, and when she met a pair of gentle eyes, her face was dyed with a touch of red, like a clear lotus hibiscus, amazingly beautiful.

Her starry eyes were slightly raised, her face was delicate, and she asked, "Am I drunk?"

"Hmm. "He should.

She lowered her eyes, her long, curled eyelashes trembling slightly, and the fine bits were brushing his heart.

"There are also some decanting soups, let's drink them, it will be more comfortable. ”

Yan Hanyu replied in a low voice, sat up with his hands propped up, and drank a bowl of water.

"What time is it?"

"You slept for half an hour, just arrived at the second watch, and the hour is not early, I will let someone send you back, don't worry Lord Taifu. ”

The arrogant Yan Hanyu felt like she was driving her away.

Yan Hanyu was blocked in his heart and said, "I'll go back by myself, I don't have to send it." ”

She stood up and didn't even say goodbye.

"Wait a minute. His warm voice came from behind him.

Yan Hanyu stood still, but didn't look back.

With a weight on her shoulders, she had an extra cloak on her body.

He whispered, "It's windy outside, be careful on the road." ”

Looking at her slender back, he didn't let go for a long time.

Qingqing Zijin, my heart!

He couldn't even save his own life, how could he have her, how could he protect her?

Out of the door, it was noticeably much cooler outside.

Yan Hanyu gathered the cloak on his body, and the faint lotus fragrance was the same as the breath on his body.

She pursed her lips, and she couldn't even explain what she had done just now.

What qualifications does she have to gamble with Zhao Xian? She should have gone back, and even she felt that her temperament was becoming more and more arrogant now. (To be continued.) )