Meng Yuanjun is the prime minister, Zhao Chen is the prince, no matter how he is, he is also a minister and a lord, if he wants to entertain Zhao Chen, the prime minister will naturally do his best.

Even if he hated him for abducting his daughter "to bed", he did not lose a penny in etiquette.

"Lord Wang, please take a seat." Prime Minister Meng Cheng invited Zhao Chen to sit down, and when he sat down, he and Meng Yuan sat down.

Nowadays, there are only two masters left in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and it is always lonely to accompany the prince to eat, but Zhao Chen is happy to enjoy it.

Seeing that the prince was happy, Prime Minister Meng Cheng said leisurely: "The meager wine and food can't be put on the table, and I haven't prepared a singer and dancer, and I hope that the prince Haihan." ”

Zhao Chen paused when he picked up the wine glass, this "singer and dancer" is definitely not just talking.

When Meng Yuan saw his reaction, he guessed that there was something in his father's words, could it be that Zhao Chen had recently ...... No, he dared (#"')

"The prime minister is polite, so it is very good, such a banquet The king is very willing to go to the appointment, as for the others, he can't help himself."

He picked up the delicate wine bottle, lifted it towards the prime minister, and drank it all.

The graceful neck, the slowly sliding Adam's apple, Zhao Chen's qiē are full of seductive tones, obviously he is such a person with frost and snow and a clear heart, but he always makes people who see him want to do something to him that should not be done, what kind of temperament is this?

As a woman, Meng Yuan just sat obediently next to the prime minister at the table, playing a supporting role.

It's just that after three rounds of drinking, His Royal Highness Duanwang's eyes always seem to float to her, and the house is burning so hot that the earth dragon is very hot, and she actually sweats all over her back and forth, which shows how nervous she is.

Meng Chengxiang felt that he was embarrassed enough to sit here, Duan Wang Lao looked at his daughter with such sharp eyes, which made him feel that the girl was like meat on the chopping board, and it had already made people chop up.

"Lord Wang, the old minister respects you a cup, this time the Lin family's affairs are thanks to the prince."

Prime Minister Meng interrupted Zhao Chen's gaze and raised his wine glass to block his daughter.

Meng Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, as if a deer had been drilled into her heart, and it bumped into her heart, so that her heart was about to fly out of her throat.

Zhao Chen was poured glass after glass of wine by Prime Minister Meng Cheng, Meng Yuan was anxious in his heart, this prince is too, no matter what the occasion before, he always ordered it and never got drunk, what happened this time? How do you not know about rejection?

Today, with Zhao Chen's first time, the first time he was drunk.

Zhao Chen was drunk, leaned on the back of the chair and frowned with one hand on his head, and the slave who was waiting with him called Xingshen, who called the prince a few times and couldn't get a reply, and said decisively: "Prime Minister, the prince is drunk, I'm afraid I will have to bother the house for a day today." ”

Prime Minister Meng fully understood what he meant, and immediately said: "Come on, prepare a room for the prince, and send the prince to rest." ”

Meng Yuan looked at Zhao Chen worriedly, and he didn't care about any rules, so he dropped the sentence "I'll prepare the decanting soup" and ran away.

Prime Minister Meng Cheng hated iron and thought that his daughter was really uplifted!

In the best guest room of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Zhao Chen lay flat on the bed, covered with a brocade quilt, and did not move.

The wine is so good, but it is worry-free. The maids who came in and out clenched their throats and lightly prepared toiletries and sobering supplies for him.

Outside the dining room, Meng Yuan was methodically cooking the decanting soup, and the cooks of the Xiangfu were standing aside and watching, their expressions changing unpredictably.

This young lady has never been a business for Xiangye, and this time she is willing to take the initiative to make sobering soup for King Duan, presumably she is interested in King Duan, and Xiangfu will become a good family affair next year.

Meng Yuan didn't mind other people's opinions, he had to serve the decanting soup with his own hands when it was boiled, and he didn't let Fufeng help from beginning to end, Fufeng stood behind helplessly and followed, his expression was even more unnatural than the cooks just now.

"Miss, just let the slave and maid do these things, if they are known by the prime minister and the prince, the slave and maid will definitely be punished." Fufeng said eagerly.

Meng Yuan said: "You go to rest, don't worry about me, if anyone dares to punish you, you will come to me, I will make sure you are okay." ”

Fufeng couldn't, so she had to let her go, and when the prime minister's favorite Miss Yan arrived at the guest room where Duanwang was resting with the sobering soup, the expressionless Xingshen was already happy in his heart.

"Miss Meng." He saluted simply, and said concisely, "The prince is inside, you can go in at any time." ”

"He's asleep, isn't he? I'll wait for him to wake up. Meng Yuan was about to leave.

"Nope!" Xing Shen hurriedly said, "The prince is just closing his eyes to recuperate, and he rarely falls asleep when he is drunk. ”

"How, isn't it easy for a drunk person to fall asleep?" Meng Yuan asked in surprise.

Xing Shen's face did not change and said: "I don't know if I am humble, anyway, the prince is not sleeping, Miss go in quickly." ”

was a little driven duck to the shelves, but Meng Yuan didn't refuse, and Xingshen helped her push open the door and walked in gently with the decanting soup.

In the study, after listening to Han Ning's report, Prime Minister Meng Cheng twisted his beard and said: "Hmph, let them go this time, it's not a way to always be on a leash, in the end, it is an unmarried couple, and there must be some communication." But you go and watch it yourself, don't let them do anything that violates the rules, Duanwang has drunk a lot. ”

Han Ning was ordered to retreat, and Prime Minister Meng Cheng lay down on the couch, humming a little song and closing his eyes and pretending to sleep.

Besides, Meng Yuan came to the bed when he entered the room, and Zhao Chen lay there motionless, if it weren't for the occasional wind blowing his thin hair, it would be almost impossible to tell if he was still alive.

Although Xing Shen repeatedly emphasized that he was not asleep, Meng Yuan still paid attention to his movements and went to the side of the bed almost silently.

She put down the tray in her hand, sat on the edge of the bed with her skirt, traced the outline of his handsome face with her eyes, and saw that he was still frowning as he was at the table just now, and couldn't help but reach out to smooth him.

"Why are you still frowning?" She whispered to herself, "Beware of long wrinkles." ”

The word "wrinkle" made His Royal Highness Duanwang, who had his eyes closed, even more gloomy, he was ten years older than her, and now he was mentioned sadly, which really made people unable to sleep.

"Are you awake?"

Meng Yuan called out uncertainly, thinking in her heart that if he fell asleep, then she would wait for him to wake up and come back.

She didn't mind another run, but the truth was — she didn't have to.

"Hmm."

Zhao Chen answered, slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were clear, and he couldn't see half drunkenness.

"You're not drunk?" Meng Yuan said in surprise.

Zhao Chen's thin lips opened lightly and whispered, "Drunk." ”

"I've never seen anyone drunk like this, and their faces don't change like this, and their eyes are clear." Meng Yuan curled the corners of his mouth.

Zhao Chen sat up slowly, leaned on the pillow behind the bed, closed his eyes and pressed his forehead and said: "Growing up in the palace since I was a child, there are often occasions when I need to drink, I am different from others, and I don't see how much I have drunk since I was a child. ”

"Does your head hurt?" Meng Yuan was a little distressed, "My father too, how can he pour you so much wine." I cooked the decanting soup, and you drank it first. She got up to serve the soup, and when she came back, she saw him looking at her with disapproval.

"It's good to let someone do this kind of thing, what do you do." Zhao Chen took her hand that was not holding the decanting soup, and when she sat down, he took the porcelain bowl and drank it all, then put down the porcelain bowl and said, "Let me see if there are any burns." ”

Meng Yuan couldn't help but laugh and said: "How come, I'm very careful, I often cook for my father to make supper, and I still do these things." ”

Zhao Chen didn't know what he thought, and said meaninglessly: "You are the prime minister's daughter, and the prime minister loves you so much, it is very rare for you to do this." ”

Meng Yuan's body stiffened, and Zhao Chen, who was holding her hand, felt it clearly, but he didn't move, just quietly observing her.

"My father was also surprised when I learned to do this." Meng Yuan hung his head and said, "But it's actually nothing, these are very simple, you just think that I am naturally smart, and I will see it at a glance." ”

Zhao Chen's heart hurt, although she didn't say it, but there is a person in this world who knows her hardships and the past well, and that person is him.

He looked at her with pity, confusion, sadness and determination in his eyes, this series of expressions made Meng Yuan completely unaware of his true meaning, so he had to pick up the porcelain bowl, pretend to put it away, and leave his sight slightly.

Zhao Chen let out a long sigh, and when Meng Yuan turned around and came back, he found that he had already gotten out of bed.

His spotless brocade robe was a little wrinkled, but he didn't care. He caught up with her, took her hand, and whispered something in her ear, making her very shy.

He said, "If only I could marry you now." ”

There is less than a year to go before Meng Yuan and Lu, and it is not slow to say that it is slow, and it is really not fast to say that it is fast.

Zhao Chen sighed again, this time the sigh was loud: "This was the mood last night. ”

"What's the mood?" She asked, tilting her head.

Zhao Chen said seriously: "Time flies too slowly. ”

"Will it?"

"Actually, sometimes it feels like it's going too fast."

"When?"

Zhao Chen held her hand to his lips and kissed it gently: "When I was with you." ”

Meng Yuan blushed and pulled his hand back, he followed, and his lips were imprinted on her head.

She closed her eyes and felt his kiss, and before the two of them could warm up for long, a piece of tile on the roof suddenly fell, Zhao Chen immediately took Meng Yuan to the side, and then let go of her and chased after the roof, watching Han Ning's back disappear between the attics very speechlessly.

Meng Yuan walked out of the room, looked up from a distance, raised his voice and asked, "What's the matter?" Are there assassins? ”

Zhao Chen stood on the roof and snorted coldly: "Assassin? How could it be, the current Prime Minister's Mansion is really like an iron wall, even this king can't come and go at will, if there were really assassins, this place would have been surrounded by people a long time ago. ”

Meng Yuan watched as he jumped off the roof with mixed feelings, and the two stood facing each other, and before they could say anything, Xing Shen came to disturb them again.

"Lord Wang, urgent report."

Zhao Chen frowned, looked at Meng Yuan and looked at him, seeing that Xing Shen was weak.

"You should also go back, lest the prime minister be displeased." After Zhao Chen finished speaking, he turned around and entered the house, and Xing Shen followed in, not forgetting to close the door.

Meng Yuan hesitated for a moment, and left in the end.

In the guest room, Zhao Chen sat on a chair and said expressionlessly: "You'd better really have something terrible." ”

Xing Shen bent down and clenched his fists and said, "Lord Wang, it is indeed an urgent report, from the palace." ”

"Oh?" Zhao Chen raised his eyebrows, folded his legs and said slowly, "What?" ”

"Something happened to Concubine Lin." Xingshen said in a low voice.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Chen seemed to be a little interested at last, and the corners of his mouth slowly hooked.

Xing Shen said in a very soft tone: "Concubine Lin's child is gone. ”

Zhao Chen's eyes lit up: "Really? ”

"Absolutely." Xing Shen said, "The queen sent a message to her subordinates, and the subordinates immediately came to report to the prince when they got the news, and at this moment, I am afraid that the imperial doctor is still in the palace of Lin Guifei and has not left." ”

Zhao Chen chuckled and said, "I knew that a person like Lin Guifei who was in the limelight would never end well." ”

Just like him in his previous life, from the most high-profile prince to the crown prince, this road has been too smooth, and he has always been the person on the tip of his father's heart, at least as others seem. The result? All the crises and calculations came at him, and outsiders could only see his infinite scenery as a prince, who could see the deep prudence hidden under his majestic and impersonal appearance?

On this road, he walked on thin ice from beginning to end, and it took a lot of effort to sit firmly on the queen, but what about Concubine Lin?

I saw the wrong person, went the wrong way, really the emperor has her in his heart?

This person is not necessarily true love for Queen Changwen, let alone her.

Since ancient times, the companion of the king is like a companion tiger, the emperor's mental trick, the ghosts and gods do not speak, take Queen Chen as an example, she can become the queen after the death of Empress Changwen, and she also used extraordinary means to reach a certain consensus with Jinshang, what does Lin Guifei think she can rely on?

This Lin Guifei ...... How to put it, it's kind of cute.

Innocently cute.