Chapter 811: It's Not Happy
"Your arrow wound is healed?" Yun Ruoyue wiped away her tears and asked coldly.
"That little injury can't kill this son." Su Qishao narrowed his eyes coldly, wait, he will get Chu Xuanchen back this time.
After he finished speaking, he suddenly found that Yun Ruoyue's face was not quite right, her eyes were red, as if she had cried, and her expression was also wooden, as if she was preoccupied.
"What's wrong with you? Did Chu Xuanchen bully you? Seeing this, Su Qishao immediately clenched his fists in anger, and his heart was also squeezed fiercely.
"Nope." Yun Ruoyue turned around coldly and didn't look at him.
"It must be, otherwise you wouldn't be so sad. Tell me, what happened, how did he bully you? Su Qishao gritted his teeth and said, with eager anger in his eyes and deep concern.
"He didn't bully me, it's just that he slept with his concubine and happened to be bumped into by me." Yun Ruoyue said self-deprecatingly.
"......" Su Qishao suddenly understood why she was sad.
It seems that she has fallen in love with Chu Xuanchen, and when he knows the truth, his heart is suddenly sullen and he can't breathe.
Oh, oh his immortals.
He sighed, a little pitiful and lonely.
He sat down at the table, opened the roast duck, took out two pots of wine from his arms, and handed Yun Ruoyue a pot, "Since we are all unhappy, why don't we drink some peach blossom brew together and get drunk to relieve a thousand sorrows, how about it?" β
"Why aren't you happy?" Yun Ruoyue asked suspiciously.
Su Qishao hooked the corners of his mouth self-deprecatingly, "Your unhappiness also makes me unhappy, do you want to drink, let's get drunk and rest?" β
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"Okay, I'll drink." Yun Ruoyue was sad herself, and when she saw the peach blossom brew, she wanted to drink it even more.
Then she sat down, poured herself a glass of wine, closed her eyes, tilted her head, and drank it all.
"Cough, cough, cough ......" As soon as the wine was in her stomach, Yun Ruoyue was suddenly choked and coughed.
Su Qishao hurriedly patted her shoulder, "Drink slowly, although this peach blossom brew is not a strong wine, it is also wine after all, and it will choke your throat." β
"Thanks, I'm fine, come, let's not get drunk and don't go home." After Yun Ruoyue finished speaking, she poured a glass of wine for herself and Su Qishao, and then handed it to him.
Su Qishao looked at her, a trace of distress flashed in his eyes, and then he also raised his head and drank the wine.
The wine entered his throat, turning a thousand times, and he was depressed, this was obviously not very strong wine, but it made Su Qishao's heart sting deeply.
At this time, Yun Ruoyue had already drunk three glasses of wine in a row, her face was red and depressed, and there was a sad shadow in her eyes, "Come, let's continue drinking." β
After saying that, she drank two more glasses in quick succession.
After five glasses of wine in a row, her whole body seemed to be out of order, but she continued to pour herself wine, and poured a full glass, even a pot of wine, "Su Qishao, come, let's have a toast." β
"You can't drink anymore!" Suddenly, Su Qishao snatched the wine and looked at Yun Ruoyue seriously, "You are drunk, you can't drink anymore, tonight, that's it!" β
After speaking, he raised his head coldly and drank the wine for her.
"Didn't you propose to drink? Why didn't you let me drink it? Yun Ruoyue looked at Su Qishao depressedly.
"Because I suddenly realized that drinking alcohol does not relieve my worries, but only increases my sorrows, and only increases my worries. I'll go first, if you have something, send someone to me, as long as I can do it, I will never refuse! Su Qishao said, and had already put the remaining pot of wine in his pocket to prevent Yun Ruoyue from drinking it again.