In the middle of the night, a drizzle began to fall in the sky, and soon the rain became heavier and heavier.

In the Shili Pavilion on the official road in the southern suburbs of Daliang in the Chen capital, the loyal Shen Yu and other seven sect guards stood in a row upwind of the pavilion, with their backs to the Eighth Prince Zhao Hongrun and Princess Yulong, who were sitting at the stone table in the pavilion, and used their bodies to block the cold wind at night for them.

"It's raining?"

Princess Yulong held her cheeks in her hand, and looked at the rain curtain outside the pavilion with a pair of drunken and hazy beautiful eyes, as if muttering to herself, as if asking Zhao Hongrun: "When did it start to rain?" ”

"Who knows." Zhao Hongrun smiled slightly.

Princess Yulong tilted her head and looked at the outside of the pavilion for a while, and suddenly asked, "Zi Shi...... Has it arrived? ”

"It's over." Zhao Hongrun whispered, and his right hand quietly pushed the wine jar on the stone table away, causing Princess Yulong's hand to reach out to the wine jar to grab an empty hole.

"What are you doing, Hongrun?" She exclaimed with some indignation.

"That's enough." Zhao Hongrun said in a low voice: "Imperial sister, you have drunk enough. ”

The tone is light, but it cannot be refuted.

He prepared it in the carriage at first, it was fruit wine that could be drunk as a drink, but the guards later came to the post station in the field to buy it, it was warm rice wine, although the alcohol content was not high, and the entrance was relatively sweet, but it was very stamina, and often did not feel anything when drinking, but after a period of time, it would definitely make people groggy for a while, even if it was vomiting, it could not relieve hangover.

While waiting for He Xinxian, Zhao Hongrun and Princess Yulong not only drank the fruit wine he had prepared in advance, but also took the Zongwei to buy the rice wine they drank themselves, and they also drank two jars, so that the Zongwei had no wine to drink, so they were not embarrassed.

"How?" Princess Yulong looked at Zhao Hongrun with eyes that seemed to be full of sleepiness, not at all dignified and dignified like usual, pointed at Zhao Hongrun and giggled: "Obviously my younger brother, he is still younger than me, but this tone...... Belch...... It's like teaching my sister a lesson...... Hey, Hongrun, I'm ...... But your royal sister, you have to listen...... Listen to me, and give me the jar in your hand. ”

Looking at her drunken appearance, Zhao Hongrun frowned and was unmoved.

"Give it to me!" Seeing that Zhao Hongrun was motionless, Princess Yulong stood up angrily, supported the stone table with her left hand, and reached over with her right hand to grab the wine jar in his hand.

Looking at his appearance, Zhao Hongrun's heart was on fire, and he picked up the wine jar in his hand and slammed it to the ground.

"Bang-"

The wine jar was shattered on the ground, and the rice wine flowed everywhere.

Princess Yulong seemed to be angry for the first time when she saw this always amiable royal brother, and her little face couldn't help showing a little fear, and she looked at Zhao Hongrun in disbelief.

Zhao Hongrun also realized his gaffe, and when he saw her staggering when she was standing, he subconsciously reached out to help her.

Unexpectedly, Princess Yulong raised her hand and knocked off Zhao Hongrun's hand, and she was about to stumble out of the pavilion and be in the rain curtain.

"Where are you going?"

Zhao Hongrun was shocked, and hurriedly grabbed her sleeve and pulled her back from the rain.

Princess Yulong was obviously drunk, and she couldn't stand steadily, and was pulled by Zhao Hongrun, and she couldn't help but fall into the latter's arms as soon as she leaned over.

"You let go, I'm going to ask him why he lied to me. …… He made a promise, but he didn't make it...... Huh, hehe...... How nice it sounded back then...... It's ridiculous that I still expect something from him...... Looking back now, is he really willing to leave the house and take me away? ……”

"Sister Huang, you're drunk." Zhao Hongrun straightened Princess Yulong.

"I'm not drunk, on the contrary I'm sober...... I really hate, I hate being born in the court, I hate being a princess...... I hate that I have a mother who has abandoned her husband and daughter, and I hate that I have a father who has never treated me like a daughter...... What else do I have besides a worthless princess title? …… I have nothing, but even so, I have to accept my fate as a princess as a sacrifice for marriage......"

Looking at her self-pitying appearance, Zhao Hongrun couldn't help but feel a little distressed, and couldn't help but persuade: "Doesn't the imperial sister still have my younger brother?" ”

Princess Yulong was stunned, raised her head, and said with a somewhat complicated expression: "I hate you too, Hongrun." ”

"What? Hate me? Zhao Hongrun asked incredulously.

Princess Yulong laughed miserably a few times and muttered, "Shouldn't I hate you?" …… During the Duanyang Festival, I sat alone by the pool, and at that time I had obviously been appointed and accepted the unfairness imposed on me by God, but you showed up and secretly took me out of the palace to feel the excitement outside the palace...... It was you who broke the prison shackles of the palace and released me, the ...... I had already appointed."

"......" Zhao Hongrun opened his mouth and was speechless.

"Why did you take me to the Yafeng Poetry Society? Why do you want to deliver letters for him? …… Why do you give me that false impression, as if I can still stay in Daliang, at least in the capital where I was born and raised, and not be married off to a neighbor thousands of miles away? ”

“……”

Zhao Hongrun was silent.

remembered that he took Princess Yulong to his sixth brother Hongzhao's Yafeng Poetry Club, he didn't think that in that poetry meeting, He Xinxian would show his love for Princess Yulong, and Princess Yulong did not dislike He Xinxian, a handsome and outstanding young scholar.

Why did Zhao Hongrun think about it for so long when He Xinxian asked him to deliver a letter to Princess Yulong?

Because he knows that Princess Yulong has been locked up in the deep palace since she was a child, and there is almost no chance of contact with the outside world, whether it is He Xinxian or Li Xinxian, or Zhang Xinxian, any correspondence with Princess Yulong for a certain period of time, Princess Yulong will gradually fall in love with him, after all, she is just a fifteen-year-old girl who is not deeply involved in the world, and when she is young and ignorant, as long as she pays time and energy, anyone can make her fall in love.

But he Zhao Hongrun can't, because Princess Yulong is his half-sister.

So, Zhao Hongrun finally chose He Xinxian, he thought that this young scholar who values love and righteousness should be the ideal husband of Princess Yulong, but it turns out that his choice is wrong.

Maybe in this era, except for him Zhao Hongrun, no one will take feelings so seriously.

"Relying on others is really not a good way......

Zhao Hongrun sighed secretly, sincerely feeling that his ideas were still too idealistic after all.

"I'm sorry." Zhao Hongrun whispered apologetically to Princess Yulong in front of him.

"No ......" As soon as she said one word, Princess Yulong's face showed a look of pain: "Hongrun, my head hurts so much, it hurts more and more...... Dizzy ......"

As soon as Zhao Hongrun heard it, he knew that it was the stamina of the wine that came up, and looked at her uncomfortable appearance and blamed her with some distress: "I just told you to drink less!" …… Resting in the carriage? ”

"Don't move, don't move...... Dizzy ......" Princess Yulong shook her head, only to feel that the world was spinning in front of her, and a strong nausea surged in her abdomen, and she finally pressed it down.

She put her hands on Zhao Hongrun's shoulders, and the whole person shook left and right, as if she would fall down anytime and anywhere.

Seeing this, Zhao Hongrun didn't dare to move.

I don't know how long it took, Princess Yulong seemed to be better, looked at Zhao Hongrun in a daze, and continued what she wanted to say: "Hongrun doesn't need to apologize to me, it's me who is not good...... I'm complaining all the time...... I understand, Hongrun, your good ...... to the imperial sister"

As she spoke, she moved slightly closer to Zhao Hongrun, gently stroked Zhao Hongrun's face with her right hand, and whispered coquettishly: "From beginning to end, Hongrun has always been by my side...... Sometimes I wonder if you're ...... Or maybe I, one of them, was not born in the palace...... That's good...... But then you're probably not going to enlighten me, are you? Heh......"

As she spoke, she didn't know what to think, and gently kissed Zhao Hongrun on the lips.

『……』

Zhao Hongrun was stunned, and suddenly felt a little soft on his lips.

His eyes widened in astonishment, and he lost his mind for a moment.

And at this moment, the softness on his lips disappeared, and he saw Princess Yulong put her hands on his shoulders, lowered her head, vomited, and vomited all over him.

『……』

Zhao Hongrun opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say, but subconsciously patted her back lightly with his hand.

"Hongrun, I'm so dizzy...... It's so uncomfortable......"

"Fu ...... Help the emperor's sister to rest in the carriage. Zhao Hongrun instructed the guards with a blank face.

The guards hurriedly stopped the carriage, helped Princess Yulong into the carriage, let her lie down, and covered her with a futon.

During this period, Zhao Hongrun couldn't help but lightly touch his lips with his fingers, and immediately, he lowered his head and looked at the filth and dirt all over his body, shook his head and sighed.

"I told you to drink less, and ruined my clothes......"

At this time, Zongwei Shen Yu got out of the carriage and said to Zhao Hongrun, "Your Highness, the princess is asleep. …… Do you want someone to prepare some decanting tea? Otherwise, tomorrow the princess wakes up from a hangover, and I'm afraid she will have a headache......"

Next to him, the rest of the sect guards also nodded again and again. After all, they are often hangover drunkards, and they usually can't endure the alcohol worms in the palace, but as long as they have the opportunity, they will get drunk nine times out of ten, and they don't care if they wake up the next day with a headache.

Therefore, these people are very experienced with hangovers.

"Let's wait until the rain stops...... Come over and have a drink with me first, you don't have a chance to have a drink? ”

The sect guards smiled, and immediately walked over and gathered around the stone table, after all, they knew that it was their own highness's amount of wine.

"Your Highness, He Xinxian's appointment has not arrived...... What about Princess Yulong? ”

"What else can I do?" Zhao Hongrun drank a glass of wine, and Zhengse said: "For today's plan, the only way to do this is to be honest with my father...... Anyway, no matter what, I won't make the imperial sister marry Chu Guo far away. ”

"What if Your Majesty grounded His Highness?" Shen Yu asked hesitantly.

"So, you have to hide the imperial sister first...... If my father can't find her, there's no need to grounding me. …… The problem lies in the envoy contingent of the Chu State, and I have to think of a way to make them retreat on their own......"

Zhao Hongrun muttered to himself, pondering in his heart.

In fact, he didn't really need to think about the matter of the envoy team of the Chu State, because in two days, Chen Du Liang would receive the news.

The team of the envoys of the Chu State, as well as the escort Wei soldiers from Fen Chengsai, had been intercepted and killed near Yongqiu.

Nearly 200 people, none of them survived!

"PS: "Wife is the General" back? It's simply ...... Inexplicable. Is there anything wrong with my book? Didn't you? I don't know if the person who writes romance will die in a big movie.'"