85. Broken sleevesBroken sleeves
"She is my first concubine, she is like an eldest sister to me, she is as kind as a mountain, and I respect her."
After listening to Xia Zheng's answer, Jiang Mei completely overturned all the bad impressions of Xia Zheng before.
Even, Jiang Mei's heart seemed to have found a reason for Xia Zheng why she did that to herself before. After all, as a close minister, how can you be worthy of fighting with him without experiencing some hardships and pains?
"The emperor is a person with a very good story, but it overturned some of my previous impressions of the emperor." After a few more cups of monkey stuffing, Jiang Mei became bolder, and her speech was a little presumptuous.
Xia Zheng didn't wonder what she would think of herself, some stories, because of her experience, she refused to understand and refuse to tolerate them.
Jiang Mei licked her lips, for some reason, she felt that after listening to so many stories today, in addition to being uncomfortable, she felt a little happy.
"Have you ever told these stories to others?" Jiang Mei stretched out her tongue and dipped her chopsticks in the wine cup of monkey brew, she was already a little drunk, and the delicate crimson had also flown up her cheeks, but she didn't realize it.
"Well, you're drunk." Xia Zheng leaned closer to Jiang Mei and saw her sitting there with her hand on her chin, looking dizzy.
"Lord Jiang." Xia Zheng called again, but the person in front of him was sleeping comfortably, and he had already snored softly.
"Jiang Mei." Xia Zheng simply stretched out his hand, just like he had just played Jiang Mei's head, and flicked her hat, but Jiang Mei's head suddenly lost its center of gravity.
Seeing that her head was about to hit the table, Xia Zheng got up and stretched out his arm, but he lightly picked up Jiang Mei's head in his arms.
Jiang Mei leaned softly in Xia Zheng's arms, Xia Zheng had a headache, and now in this situation, it is really difficult to ride a tiger.
Xia Zheng wanted to call someone in, but inadvertently, his eyes stayed on her hand spread out on the table, which was ground out of blisters, and she also knew that she was not skilled in driving a horse during the day, and she had sharpened her hand bubbles, but she did not take advantage of the privilege of the Dongchang factory to find a small sedan chair to travel.
She has just entered the official career, but she seems to be trying to think about him, she has always been a close minister who does not leave any handle, she has always obeyed his words, and she has never been disobedient.
Xia Zheng sighed lightly, could only go around the jade table, put his hand around her neck, and with the other hand, he bent down slightly and hugged her.
Jiang Mei really didn't look like a man, and Xia Zheng even doubted whether he had abused her on weekdays.
The person in Xia ......'s arms turned over, but Xia Zheng's footsteps couldn't help but stop, and the first thought in his mind was that he couldn't disturb her.
Hearing the words in her mouth, although she was not sure, Xia Zheng seemed to be fixed there, and she didn't move for a long time, and a strange feeling spread in her heart, but Xia Zheng looked at the person in her arms in disbelief, facing her personal chamberlain, a eunuch, and actually had the feeling of facing her concubine.
Xia Zheng tightened his brows, walked quickly to the outer room, and decisively threw Jiang Mei on the ground, while he sat on the edge of the couch, coldly watching Jiang Mei being thrown to the ground, just frowning and scolding his mother, and then turned over and fell asleep.
It's not that Xia Zheng hasn't heard of broken sleeves, there are even such books of men and women who fall in love with each other are widely circulated, and occasionally Xia Wusi's ghost girl will make fun of him and Xia Wushuang, but Xia Zheng never thought that Jiang Mei next to him might also be a broken sleeve.