Chang'an actually didn't investigate the reason why Feng Xianwu was because he guessed that it was Xianchen who jumped down by himself, as for why Xianchen did this, Chang'an didn't dare to guess, let alone ask. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

He didn't know how to get along with Xianchen now, and when he thought about it, his heart was extremely bored.

Xian Xian doesn't like him, he can wait slowly, he believes that one day Xian Xian will accept him, this is Chang'an's intuition, I can't say what it is for.

But the biggest problem now is that Xian Xian obviously had a grudge against herself before, because he hurt Lan Weishu. But since returning from the battlefield, Xian Xian has not asked about things on the battlefield, and her attitude towards herself has changed day by day.

Chang An couldn't figure out what Xian Chen's thoughts were, whether he was waiting for himself to explain, or just rashly convicting him. But he didn't dare to ask, for fear that when he mentioned this matter, the two of them would not even have the last leeway.

Although now there is little room for it.

"Dark one, bring two jars of wine." Chang'an was a little annoyed in his heart, and asked him to move the wine, wanting to borrow the wine to drown his sorrows.

"Young master, wine hurts your body a lot, if you are really upset, it is better to talk to your subordinates, this will be better for your body." Secretly thought about it, he also knew who Chang'an was so abnormal, but he didn't want to watch Chang'an borrow wine here to drown his sorrows, and finally get drunk.

"Go!" Chang'an opened his mouth and shouted.

After all, Dark One still couldn't beat Chang'an, so he went to move two jars of wine.

When the second jar of wine bottomed out, Chang'an still didn't have the slightest drunkenness, and wanted to let Dark One go and get the wine.

This time, he refused to say anything, Chang'an thought about getting the wine by himself, but was bumped into by Feng Xianwu.

"Wang, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't know you would suddenly get up and bump into you, I'm really sorry." Feng Xianwu hurriedly apologized.

Chang An frowned, "Why are you here?" ”

"When the concubine saw that the king was drinking, she thought about coming over to accompany the king and you, otherwise you would be so lonely alone!" It can be seen that Feng Xianwu has been specially dressed up tonight, otherwise it would be so late, whose makeup would be so exquisite.

"Oh, you have a heart. Come and sit down, it just so happens that the wine is gone, and the king sees that you are also prepared, which just saves the time of the king himself to get the wine. Chang'an returned to his position just now, and Feng Xianwu hurriedly took out the wine and poured it for Chang'an.

When the wine enters the throat, the lips and teeth are fragrant, and the aftertaste is endless.

"Wang, how do you feel about the taste of this wine? Do you still like it? Feng Xianwu looked at Chang'an and asked.

"Yes, the smell of this wine still has a fragrance, I don't know what kind of wine it is?" Chang'an seems to be very interested in this wine.

How could Feng Xianwu miss this opportunity, and hurriedly introduced to Chang'an: "Wang, this is peach blossom brewing, it is made from peach blossoms in March, and the wine has the cold fragrance of peach blossoms. And the concubine also heard that if this peach blossom drunk is drunk for a long time, it can also bring the fragrance of peach blossoms on the body! ”

It's the first time I've heard of it in Chang'an, "Oh~ Really? The king has to drink a little more. ”

Then I drank one cup after another, and soon the whole room was filled with the cold fragrance of peach blossoms.

"In front of the Huangshi Tower, the river is east, and the spring is lazy and leaning on the breeze. The peach blossoms bloom in clusters, and the lovely crimson loves light red. Feng Xianwu suddenly chanted a poem, which was undoubtedly about peach blossoms.

Chang'an listened but kept shaking his head, "It's not good, you didn't do a good job in this poem." It's summer now, where is there any spring? Not good, not at all. ”

Feng Xianwu originally just suddenly thought of what the peach blossoms looked like when they were in full bloom, Fang Fei for the whole March, and she just felt it, but she didn't expect Chang'an to say that she didn't do a good job in this poem, knowing that it was drunk, but she still couldn't help but ask.

"Since the king thinks that my poems are not good, why don't you show your hand to your concubines? Write a good poem for your concubines to read? ”

With tentative inquiry, there was no response to be expected.

The moonlight outside the window is intoxicating, the beauty in front of him is like a flower, Chang'an half-squinted, thinking that the so-called heaven on earth is probably nothing more than that.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Chang'an fell asleep holding the wine jar.

It took Feng Xianwu a lot of effort to get Chang'an to the bed, and as for the dark one, he was waved away by Feng Xianwu as early as when Feng Xianwu came in. The reason is very simple, it's not too early this day, in case Wang is interested in coming later, isn't it very disappointing to stay here in secret?

After thinking about it carefully, I also think it makes sense, after all, the women who stay in the palace are all prepared for Chang'an, and Chang'an has always turned a blind eye, so it shouldn't be like that.

The person on the bed suddenly opened his mouth: "The peach blossom dances with the fragrance of peach blossoms, the fragrance of peach blossoms leads to peach blossom brewing, the peach blossoms are overflowing with peach blossom drunkenness, and the peach blossom drunkenness makes the immortals forget." ”

Feng Xianwu was stunned for a moment, and then smiled, "Wang, I'm afraid that this peach blossom is drunk and you are not drunk, you yourself are drunk." ”

Then Chang'an's coat was removed, and his shoes and socks were also taken off, and Feng Xianwu adjusted a more comfortable way for Chang'an, letting Chang'an lie on the bed. The smile on the corner of his mouth continued unabated, and in the flickering candle flame, Feng Xianwu slowly unbuttoned his clothes, revealing smooth skin.

As if guessing what was going to happen next, the moon shyly ducked into the clouds.

Qiwu Temple.

"Niangniang, I heard that the king is drinking and getting drunk in his own bedroom! And the slave maid still heard that the Feng girl had drunk with the best peach blossoms, and she dressed up specially! Mother, do you want to ......"

The palace man opened his mouth and said the news he had just heard.

Xian Chen was stunned when he heard this, and then said indifferently: "It's okay, someone is willing to do such a thing as adding fragrance to red sleeves, so let her do it." ”

The palace people thought that when Xianchen heard the news, he would definitely go to see what was going on, after all, this lonely man and widow were in the same room, and after drinking, anything could happen. If this really allowed that Feng girl to succeed and become pregnant with the heir, wouldn't the status of the mother be threatened?

"Niangniang, slaves and maids know that men are the best if they can't get it. It's only enough for you to hang the king's appetite so occasionally. If it goes on like this for a long time, I'm afraid that the grace will not be there, and it will end up in a bleak evening. ”

The palace people are all anxious for Xianchen.

Xianchen didn't expect that these so-called methods would just hang Chang'an's appetite in the eyes of others.

Unable to explain anything, Xian Chen said to the palace people: "It's not early this day, I'll do the rest, you can go down." ”

Seeing that the palace people had already said this, Xianchen still didn't react at all, so he had to sigh and give up.

After the palace people left, Xianchen looked at the palace where Chang'an was located and stayed awake all night.

(To be continued.) )