"Come, drink!"

"What are you drinking? Ge'er, you're drunk!"

Unconsciously, Yan Lingge and Xie Yanfeng already had a lot of empty wine jars on their hands. Nangong Qiyue was unhappy, so he ignored Yan Lingge's eyes and snatched the wine glass from her hand.

"Nangong ...... Qi Yue, you give ...... Give me ......."

Although his mind was already in chaos, Yan Lingge felt that he hadn't drunk so happily for a long time.

So half-lying on the table, Yan Lingge stared at Nangong Qiyue with drunken eyes.

"Obedient, quick...... Give me ......."

“......”

Seeing that Yan Lingge seemed to be coquettish at the moment, Nangong Qiyue couldn't help but move in her heart. But after thinking about it quickly, he finally put the wine glass out of Yan Lingge's reach, and then glared fiercely at Xie Yanfeng, who was also drunk and slumped on the stool, and got up and hugged Yan Lingge.

"Hey...... You...... What do you do?"

Startled by Nangong Qiyue's sudden move, Yan Lingge leaned on Nangong Qiyue's chest and muttered.

"Let's go, go home. ”

Sighing helplessly, Nangong Qiyue just wanted to go back to the house with Yan Lingge, but she didn't want to turn around, and saw Xie Runzhu walking in.

"Runzhu, why are you here?"

"Yan Feng didn't go back for so long, and my father was worried that he was in trouble outside, so he asked me to look for him. ”

Smelling the strong aroma of wine in the room, looking at Yan Lingge, who was hugging Nangong Qiyue's neck, leaning comfortably in Nangong Qiyue's arms, and smiling with the corners of his mouth closed, Xie Runzhu forcibly suppressed the sourness in his heart and forced himself to look at Xie Yanfeng who was lying on the table.

"How...... Drink like this?"

"It's also my fault for not looking at the two of them. ”

Smiling at Xie Runzhu, Nangong Qiyue said: "If Uncle Xie asks when you go back, you can say that you drank it from me, otherwise I am afraid that you will be punished again." ”

"Good. ”

Slowly walking to Xie Yanfeng's side, Xie Runzhu called him a few times, but only got a few vague words.

"Come on...... Well...... Then...... Drink ......"

"They're both very drunk, so take him back." ”

Looking down at the person who had fallen asleep in his arms, Nangong Qiyue said again: "I'll take Ge'er back first." ”

"There's a carriage outside, I'll take you back. ”

Turning his head to look at Nangong Qiyue, Xie Runzhu said, "You hold ...... like this Princess, it's not easy to go. ”

"Okay. ”

Knowing that what Xie Runzhu said was reasonable, it was impossible for him to go back to the house with Yan Lingge like this, but if he called the carriage again, it would take a little time, so he nodded, and Nangong Qiyue took the lead to walk out of the door.

"Then I'll wait for you in the carriage. ”

"Hmm. ”

Seeing Nangong Qiyue's figure disappear after turning the screen, Xie Runzhu stood in place for a while before he and Shumo set up the unconscious Xie Yanfeng and walked downstairs.

If I have the same temperament as Yanfeng, then can I be friends with the princess?

......

"Nangong ...... Her...... Qi Yue......"

After returning to the Protector General's Mansion, after Nangong Qiyue said goodbye to Xie Runzhu, he walked towards the Ying Halberd Garden with Yan Lingge, who was even more drunk.

Along the way, he looked at the way the maids in the house lowered their heads and smiled, and he felt a little helpless.

"Alas, no matter how you say it, you are now the head of the house in this general's mansion, drunk like this, what kind of become!"

Carefully put Yan Lingge on the bed, although Nangong Qiyue blamed in his mouth, but after sighing, he still resigned himself to fetching water, planning to wipe Yan Lingge's face.

But he didn't expect that he just turned around and wanted to leave, but he only felt that his clothes were tight.

"Qi Yue ......"

A low murmur came from the mouth of the man on the bed, and Nangong Qiyue turned her head and saw Yan Lingge's hand tightly grasping the hem of her clothes.

"What's wrong? But what's wrong?"

Turning around and sitting on the edge of the bed, Nangong Qiyue looked at Yan Ling Gedai with slightly distressed eyebrows and crimson cheeks.

"Qi Yue...... Her...... Yue ......"

However, the man on the bed did not answer, but kept calling Nangong Qiyue's name softly.

"I'm here. ”

Looking at Yan Lingge's appearance at this time, Nangong Qiyue suddenly felt a little happy. So he reached out and touched Yan Lingge's cheek, and there was enough tenderness in his eyes to make people intoxicated.

"Ge'er. ”

"Qi ...... Yue ......"

Tightly grasping the hem of the clothes in his hand, Yan Lingge's slightly frowning brows slowly relaxed.

"You...... You're there......"

"Well, I'm here. ”

"You...... Will...... Belch...... Will...... No...... Don't want me......"

"How so?"

Touching Yan Lingge's head dotingly, Nangong Qiyue smiled very happily.

"Whether it's in this life or the next life, or even in the next life, life after life, I won't want you. ”

"Hey, that'...... That's good......"

Satisfied, he turned over and faced Nangong Qiyue, Yan Lingge smiled a little stupidly.

"That'...... Then you will marry me...... But...... Enjoy...... Like me?"

“......”

Hearing this question, Nangong Qiyue was silent for a moment.

After so many days, this person still doesn't understand his heart?

"Say...... Say ......"

didn't hear Nangong Qiyue's voice, Yan Lingge pouted dissatisfiedly.

"Could it be you...... You don't like ...... Don't like me? What about you...... Enjoy...... Who do you like? Isn't it...... Don't you like it...... Xie Yanfeng's ...... The stinky boy?"

"You're all talking nonsense!"

Because of Yan Lingge's upside down, Nangong Qiyue's forehead jumped straight.

"I married you because...... Because...... Because I like you. ”

When the words "like you" were spoken, Nangong Qiyue still lowered her voice.

"But, Ge'er, do you like me or not?"

"Haha...... Haha......"

Listening to Nangong Qiyue's answer, Yan Lingge couldn't help laughing.

"You...... Do you like ...... Like me...... I ......"

"How are you?"

Staring at Yan Lingge tightly, Nangong Qiyue felt that she had never been so nervous when she first went to the battlefield with her father.

"I ......"

Yan Lingge paused, and then smiled.

"Hey, hey, I...... Don't tell...... Don't tell you. ”

"You ......"

Yan Lingge's words made Nangong Qiyue angry, but also felt a little lucky.

Forget it, if you don't say it, don't say it, if you say something you don't want to hear, then it's better not to say anything!

"Then you lie down obediently, and I'll go get you water and wash your face. ”

Touching Yan Lingge's cheek, Nangong Qiyue got up, but felt that her clothes were tight.

"Ge'er, let go first, ah. ”

"Hey, hey, don't let go. ”

Holding the hem of Nangong Qiyue's clothes tightly in his hand, Yan Lingge closed his eyes, but smiled beautifully.

"That's it...... I won't let ...... go."

"You ......"

Looking down at Yan Lingge's hand holding the hem of her clothes, and then at her clothes that were a little messy because she was not honestly rummaging over the bed just now, Nangong Qiyue's eyes changed suddenly.

"Ge'er, let go. ”

"That's it...... Just don't let go ......"

Yan Lingge was smiling, at this time she didn't know how obsessive her cheeks were crimson, her eyes were blurry, and she looked a little coquettish after she was drunk.

"Really?"

Taking a deep breath, Nangong Qiyue clenched her fists.

"Really...... Don't let go. ”

Yan Lingge pouted and nodded very seriously.

"That'...... I can't blame it!"

Walking to the edge of the bed and sitting down, Nangong Qiyue paused, then stretched out his hand with some trembling and untied Yan Lingge's clothes.

......

"Hmmm......"

I don't know how long I slept, Yan Lingge woke up slowly. And as soon as she woke up, she felt a terrible headache.

"Well, I wouldn't have drunk so much if I had known. ”

Lying on the bed with his eyes closed, Yan Lingge tried hard to remember what had happened before.

"But the wine from all directions is really not tired of drinking!"

"Ma'am, are you awake?"

It was about to hear Yan Lingge's voice talking to himself, and Yihe, who had been waiting outside, hurriedly walked in.

"Who are you, ma'am?"

Covering her head, Yan Lingge looked at the girl who was standing in front of her in front of her respectfully and handsome.

"I see, I haven't seen you. ”

"The name of the slave and maid is Yihe, and the general asked the slave and maid to serve the lady. ”

Bowing down to Yan Lingge and blessing his body, Yihe asked respectfully, "Madame, do you want to get up and freshen up now?"

"Hmm. ”

Seeing that this girl named Yihe turned around and walked to the outer room after listening to her words, Yan Lingge still couldn't react, how could there be an extra maid in her room.

Because he grew up in the rivers and lakes since he was a child, he is naturally not used to being served by others, and Nangong Qiyue is a person who has been in the military camp all the year round, so he doesn't need people to serve, so all along, there are only some people in this mansion who sweep the courtyard.

So what's going on with this Yihe? It's been a few days since they got married, why is Nangong Qiyue so "kind" all of a sudden?

Could it be ...... Could it be ...... She is Nangong Qiyue's favorite person, and Nangong Qiyue wants to take the opportunity to let herself agree to him to accept this Yihe as a concubine?

"Tut-tut. ”

At this moment, Yihe came over with a basin of water, Yan Lingge looked at Yihe's petite and cute, and couldn't help but feel pity, and shook his head secretly.

I didn't expect it, I didn't expect that Nangong Qiyue's big old man actually likes this kind of beauty!

"Madame, please get up and freshen up. ”

Feeling Yan Lingge's meaningful gaze, although Yihe was a little timid, he still walked to the side of the bed in an orderly manner and took Yan Lingge's shoes in his hand.

"Hey, I'll do this, I'll do it myself. ”

Seeing that the little girl Yihe wanted to put on her shoes, Yan Lingge quickly sat up and snatched the shoes in her hand. As soon as she stood up with her shoes on, she felt as if something was uncomfortable in her body.

"Madame, what's wrong with you?"

"Aha, it's okay, it's okay. ”

Hammering his somewhat sore waist, Yan Lingge walked to the basin and picked up the water to wash his face.

It seems that I really can't drink like this in the future, and now I feel uncomfortable all over my body, and I am uncomfortable to death.

"Madame, breakfast is ready, so I wonder if Madame wants to eat first, or do you want to make up first?"

I have long heard that although my wife is a princess, because she leads the troops all the year round, her temperament is different from that of ordinary boudoir women, so Yihe is not very surprised by her speech and demeanor.

"Let's eat first, I'm hungry. ”

Wiping his face, Yan Lingge dragged his somewhat sore body to sit at the table.