"I'm still looking for a birthday boy everywhere, it turns out that I'm hiding here, and King Rong doesn't mind having a drink with someone Wen?" When Zhirong was stunned, Wen Yu stepped in and shook the paper fan, and walked over slowly.

Zhirong woke up, handed the letter to Chunhua unhurriedly, and said with a smile: "It's rare to have the opportunity to drink with Grandpa Wen, so naturally I am willing." Chunhua, you go and get that jar of old wine, I want to drink it with Grandpa Wen! ”

Wen Yu sat opposite Zhirong and took a closer look at the loneliness hidden in her eyes. Zhirong didn't dodge, just smiled slightly, slightly bitter. This birthday seems to be more difficult than in previous years.

In this Jingtang capital, six years of calling for wind and rain and painstaking management are all her repatriations. Even if she was an enemy of the Wen family and angry with Wei Ting, she didn't care about it, just to make herself feel alive.

At the same time, the sword against Yan Hua seemed to be fiercely pierced into her body, and it took her several years to slowly pull out the invisible sword until the wound healed. But she had the courage to pull out her feelings for Yanhua, and she had the courage to be powerful, but she didn't have the courage to return to the north.

The reason for this is that only she knows best. She felt as if she had been swept into the deep whirlpool of power, even if she wanted to get out, she had no chance, and if she insisted on returning to the north according to her status, she would definitely bring trouble to Jin Zixuan. It's better to leave yourself alone in the dark.

Chunhua poured Wen Yu a full glass of wine, but only gave Zhirong half a glass. Wen Yu stopped with a smile: "Why did your master only drink such a small amount on his birthday?" Fill it up. ”

"Grandpa, my master has already drunk several glasses at the banquet. You just had a drink. Chunhua didn't care about Wen Yu and handed the wine glass to Zhirong. Then I went to the kitchen to cook hangover soup.

Wen Yu couldn't help but shake his head and smile lightly, and said to Zhirong very seriously: "You girl is very sweet, but it's a pity that you have also delayed a good time." ”

These words are knocking on Zhirong's heart, Chunhua could have married early, but she said when Zhirong married her and remarried. And winter embroidery and autumn rong also mean the same thing. In addition to serving her, several girls take care of Xia Jin's son.

And as Zhirong's rights become more and more stable, there are very few people in the court who are qualified to marry her. In other words, no one who wants to marry her has the guts.

"Grandpa Wen came to drink with me, probably not to talk about my girl."

Wen Yu smiled and picked up his wine glass: "I respect you as a birthday star!" ”

The wine in the glasses of the two of them was all drained, and Zhirong personally filled it for Wen Yu and filled his own glass. "I'll drink with my grandfather tonight!" The wine that I just took in my mouth was so bitter.

"Zhirong." The gentle male voice came into her ears, and Zhirong shook suddenly, but saw Wen Yu looking at her with soft and pitying eyes. The moonlight is beautiful. Reflecting this person's delicate facial features, Zhirong was slightly moved, and then he was born vigilant.

Since she chose to oppose the Wen family, there has been a constant struggle between Wen Yu and her, and they are only called 'King Rong' and 'Grandpa Wen'. He should hate himself. Because of her existence, Wen Yu failed to become king several times. The whole Wen family is afraid that she is very thorough.

Wen Yu smiled bitterly, rubbed his eyebrows, and sighed while pouring wine: "Zhirong." You have done enough for the emperor and Jingtang over the years. The Shen family also received great glory. Why do you have to make yourself so hard? It's better to get married. ”

Zhirong drank a glass of wine, and her already red face was like a flame baking. "Marry? I don't want to! ”

"It's not that you don't want to, it's that the burden on your body is too heavy. Zhirong, have you ever thought that this burden could have been put down a long time ago. The situation in the Jingtang Dynasty has been stabilized, and the emperor is no longer the emperor of the past. Although Yanhua did not die, he was almost usurped, and there was a great drought in southern Xinjiang a few years ago. Yan Hua had no time to take care of Jing Tang at all. Why are you wasting your time? ”

Wen Yu's words sounded true, and Zhirong muttered in a trance: "Can I still get married?" I've been alone all my life. ”

"Of course. You can marry me! ”

Zhirong froze suddenly, staring at Wen Yu vigilantly. saw him with a serious face. The eyes are firm, and there is no joke at all.

If she marries Wen Yu, it is equivalent to giving the power in her hands to the Wen family, which is really a good deal. "If Grandpa Wen's joke is heard by the emperor, it will not be good for you and me!"

"I can go and ask the emperor, why not?" Wen Yu picked up a glass of wine, closed his eyes and sniffed it gently: "Good wine, just like King Rong himself." It's rare that I can sit and talk to you like that. ”

Zhirong leaned over, Wen Yu also leaned over, and smelled the faint aroma and wine smell on Zhirong's body, and then a soft voice sounded. "The man who wanted to kill me in Pingyang Pass back then, what qualifications did he have to marry me?"

After finishing speaking, Zhirong quickly retreated, leaving only Wen Yu who was slightly stunned. However, Wen Yu reacted quickly, and immediately retreated, fanning his fan to hide his embarrassment.

"I didn't expect King Rong to still be haunted by the events of that year."

"Back then, as soon as I came out of the Pingyang Pass, I closed the gate deadly, and at that moment I knew that you had been ventilated with the general who guarded the city of Pingyang, and your army was behind Pingyang Pass, just waiting for the fisherman to profit and collect the body for me. It's just that you didn't expect Bai Zhiyao to appear, and you didn't expect me to stab Yan Hua desperately, of course, the most important thing is that you didn't expect Jin Zixuan to come. ”

Zhirong poured another glass of wine and raised it: "This cup is for you, it must be a pity that the body was not collected back then." ”

Wen Yu coughed and drank the wine: "You don't have a taboo for your birthday." I'm down to business with you now, do you know that Jin Zixuan is going to get married? ”

It's okay not to mention Jin Zixuan's marriage, this guy is annoyed by mentioning it at this time. "So what?"

Seeing her somewhat annoyed look, Wen Yu became happy. "He has only been established in the north for three years, and he naturally wants to find a backer after this establishment, so he has already sent envoys to ask the emperor to marry the royal relatives and nobles. This news was just given to me before I came in. ”

With a snap, the delicate jade cup in Zhirong's hand fell to the ground and shattered. She looked at the fragments in a daze, her heart was uncomfortable, but she had nowhere to vent.

And Wen Yu was shocked by her reaction, and then secretly said in his heart: Sure enough.

"It's not early, I drink too much and my head hurts, so I won't accompany my grandfather." Zhirong got up slowly, and Wen Yu wanted to step forward to help but was dodged by her.

Chunhua appeared in time at this time and helped Zhirong. "Grandpa, our master is drunk."

"Okay, I'll go back."

After Wen Yu left, Zhirong shook her head and was a little sober: "Chunhua, let me stay by myself for a while." ”

Chunhua screwed her, so she had to agree, her eyes swept over the roof of the main house in the courtyard next to her, and she felt a lot more relieved. He signaled to the guards in the shadows to protect Zhirong before retreating into the distance, but he didn't dare to go back to the room.

With a glass of wine in her stomach, Zhirong's head became more and more unclear, she staggered through the corridor pavilion, and when she saw the soft moonlight, she couldn't help shouting: "Jin Zixuan, you bastard!" ”

After walking a few more steps, she sat on the ground dizzily, her consciousness gradually blurred, and she vaguely heard a man's laughing voice ringing in her ears: "I am unreasonable and scolding, this temper has not changed at all." ”

Then she was picked up, but by this time she was already full of alcohol, and she thought about beating this disciple but had no strength but finally fell asleep. (To be continued......)