Chapter 117: Confusion and Confusion

"Am I really not as good as that poor sour girl in the countryside?!" Wei Zhen returned to the wing room and slammed his fist on the table, so frightened that Yinglang did not dare to come out. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Miss is beautiful and fragrant, don't say which country girl, it's the young lady of the family next to her, and the young lady is also a hundred times better than a thousand times!"

"Then why does Brother Fuxuan prefer that country girl?"

"First ...... How could it be, maybe the young lady misunderstood, the first dream is the personal maid of the son of Fuxuan, and it is reasonable to be closer than others. ā€

Wei Zhen's face showed a fierce expression: "I really want to find a way to get that fox and demon girl away from Brother Fuxuan!"

"Miss, why bother thinking about it, didn't Concubine Er already propose that the emperor give her marriage, sooner or later, Prince Fuxuan will be yours of Miss. ā€

"That's right, but my sister's place hasn't moved since then, so I have to pass the words into the palace and tell my sister to step up the operation. ā€

"Yes, Yinglang will do it. Miss has ever remembered that Aunt Zhao said before that it would be a big deal for Miss to hold back her anger. ā€

"Bear with me! How can I endure it? My Wang Weizhen's daughter's body, no one has ever dared to ask me to suffer such a grievance!"

"Miss is angry, and it is useless to be angry. According to Yinglang, Miss is peerless, and all aspects are better than the first dream, but the first dream is often accompanied by Fu Xuan, and there are more opportunities to show himself near the water, and Fu Xuan Gongzi is grounded and unable to go out of the house to contact other women, so I feel that the first dream is good. ā€

"That's reasonable, last time I went to his place to find him to teach me to write, and then I went to the Huxin Pavilion to drink, at that time, if it wasn't for Brother Xun to stir up the situation, it would have been done, and now it happens that Brother Xun is not in the house, that is, tonight, I set up a banquet in my room to invite Brother Xuan to come over. ā€

"I'll just say that the young lady is resourceful, there is always a way! ā€

"Wait, if he is invited to come, he will not know if he shirks it, and he needs to think of another reason. Wei Zhen tapped lightly on the table with his fingers, and asked, "How much unused incense powder is left that day?"

"I used it less last time, but I kept most of it. Miss ......"

"When I was preparing the wine, I added it all. ā€

"Miss...... This...... It's a little too strong, isn't it?"

Brother Fu Xuan is a martial arts cultivator, and if the amount is less, he will not be suppressed by the true qi in his body. He attaches so much importance to love and righteousness, presumably it must be a night of clouds and rain, and it is even more difficult to bear it, and this method hits his weakness. ā€

After dinner, the night came quietly, the summer heat of May was smoothed by the night moonlight, and the gusts of breeze were sent into the eldest son's house.

Yinglang was wheezing and hurriedly settling down, but when he saw Chu Meng lying on Fu Xuan's bed in the bedroom, and Fu Xuan was serving like a manservant, he was dumbfounded.

Fu Xuan put away his smile and asked lightly, "Yinglang, what's the matter?"

"Yes Miss...... Miss Wei Zhen annoyed her son to go over. ā€

"What's wrong with Wei Zhen?"

"Miss...... Miss, she was drunk. ā€

"You should be able to take care of drunkenness, but I still have something to do here, and it is inconvenient to go over tonight. ā€

"Fu Xuan Gongzi forgives his sins......! The young lady was drunk, crying, shouting your name, no one of us could persuade her, but I was afraid that the young lady would lose her body like this, so I had to come to ask for help. ā€

Chu Meng lay on the bed and listened quietly, naturally knowing that this was another trap for Wei Zhen to invite pets.

"Please, Gongzi Xuan!" Yinglang also knelt down and cried, "Please go and see my young lady! If Gongzi doesn't go, Yinglang won't be here today!"

Fu Xuan was extremely embarrassed, and he couldn't see the woman crying, so his heart softened in an instant, so he glanced at Chu Meng again, and Chu Meng was looking at him lightly, neither agreeing nor saying no in his eyes.

"Please, Son-in-law...... If the son doesn't go, Aunt Zhao won't be able to explain it tomorrow!"

"Okay, you get up first, don't cry, I'll go with you. Fu Xuan got up and said to the first dream on the bed, "I'll come when I go." ā€

Chu Meng squeezed out a smile and whispered "Okay".

Fu Xuan took an unwashed old robe at random and changed it into and left, he naturally didn't know about the aphrodisiac that night when he drank in the Huxin Pavilion, so he just persuaded her as an ordinary person. The moonlight tonight was hazy, like a misty tulle, piercing through the window lattice, which was quite similar to the light of the lights in the lake that night.

Fu Xuan didn't know the courage and trust of the word "good" in the first dream, nor did he know that the moment he turned around, the first dream had wet sideburns and tears turned into a blue sea.

When Fu Xuan followed the Ying Lang to Wei Zhen's bedroom, he saw a mess after a storm, Wei Zhen was sobbing in the pile of flower thread soft jackets, and Wei Zhen must have consumed a lot of mental effort to make such a mess.

Fu Xuan hurriedly went over and helped her up: "It's cold on the ground, sister, go to sleep on the bed." ā€

"You're here......" Wei Zhen's lustful drunken eyes were clouded, and he raised his plump arms around Fu Xuan's neck. Half of her drunkenness was to set up a situation, and half of it was her real pain, and she was depressed and angry.

Fu Xuan took down the arm she was holding with her hand, helped her up, and said to Yinglang on the side: "Go and pour tea with your young lady to sober up." ā€

Wei Zhen's eyes were full of tears: "There is no one here, Brother Fu Xuan, you can tell me...... Do you like me or not?"

"You're drunk, get up first. ā€

"I'm not drunk, you're too sober...... Wei Zhen's tears overflowed from his eyes, and he struggled to lift the wine jug from the ground on the side, "Brother Fuxuan has a drink with me, is it okay to get drunk together?"

"I don't drink alcohol. ā€

Wei Zhenwu laughed to himself, raised the arm holding the wine jug better, and the sleeves of his robe that covered his arms slowly faded, revealing the rich flesh in it, tempting Fu Xuan intentionally or unintentionally.

She laughed with a lot of sadness, hummed, laughed and laughed as if crying, and sighed: "How can there be a man who doesn't drink, I'm afraid he doesn't want to drink with me...... Wei Zhen is confused, what point is I not as good as the first dream, she is love, I Wei Zhen is full of affection, isn't it? You men are all thin and cold, and those who can't get it always feel the best, but I take the initiative like this, but I have become a lowly. ā€

Fu Xuan helped her to sit up: "My sister is drunk and confused, and she says that kind of light to herself." ā€

"You have to drink this wine today, and you have to drink it if you don't drink it. After drinking this wine, we have been separated from each other from now on, and we have nothing to do with each other. ā€

"I promised her in the past, if I don't get drunk with a woman again, I will return if I drink, Fu Xuan doesn't want to be a person who doesn't believe in her words, please don't embarrass me. ā€

She ...... She...... She ......" Wei Zhen said, crying like a complaint, raising his hand to rub Fu Xuan's sideburns, and chanting intermittently, "The shyness of the scholar can still be taken off, and the shyness of the woman cannot be taken off." ā€

"Master Fu Xuan, the tea is here-" Ying Lang ran in with broken steps, holding two cups of tea in his hands, "This one is for the young lady's hangover, Master Fu Xuan, you drink this." ā€

Yinglang picked up one of them, helped Wei Zhen to feed her, Fu Xuan took the other one that was placed there, looked at Wei Zhen's haggard description, sighed, and took a sip of tea.

Fu Xuan didn't know, Wei Zhen's mind was vicious, thinking that he might not drink with him, so he kept his back hand, and divided half of the incense powder into his hand and asked Yinglang to mix it with the tea that Fu Xuan had brought to drink, and her one was really used for hangover.