Fu Su didn't have the slightest sense of crisis where he was, and the whole merman seemed to be soaked in a drunken peach blossom wine jar, and his face was dyed red with peach blossoms.

The slightly raised lip in the center of the lip is obvious, and every time a transparent bubble is spit out, the curvature of the lip bead is more obvious.

It's hard to look away.

After a long while, Lin Weixu finally blinked his eyes and sat back.

She lazily propped her chin and slowly looked at the little mermaid lying on the table, when she suddenly became interested, and stretched out her fingertips to poke a transparent blister he had just spit out.

A thin layer of bubble film burst at once.

The water sticks to the lips of the little merman, and it becomes more and more infiltrated red.

Fu Su didn't seem to feel anything unusual, drooped his eyelids, reached out to the side in a daze, and wanted to put the wine glass in his arms.

Lin Weixu couldn't hold his hand, and said in a low voice: "Fusu, you are not allowed to drink." ”

When Fu Su heard her speak, he raised his face and looked at her seriously, as if he had something very important to say to her, "My lord—"

Lin Weixu met his gaze and responded lightly.

As a result, the next moment, Fu Su burped and fell back softly.

Lin Weixu: "......"

Never mind.

She didn't expect anything this guy could do when he was drunk.

When Lin Weixu retracted his gaze, he happened to look at Wen Qian, who was sitting next to him.

Lin Weixu seemed to be able to guess what Wen Qian would say, and he didn't want her to block the words back, "Shut up." ”

The gentle eyes were clear, and he didn't argue anything, and poured himself a glass of wine to drink.

At this time, there was a rumor outside the banquet that the prince of Beizhao had come.

Lin Weixu raised his eyes and saw that Cheng Que, the prince of Beizhao who had not been seen for several years, was walking towards the banquet.

Compared with the senior brother and boy who always loved to frolic with her when she was studying under the master's command as a child, Chengque has obviously become a lot more mature and stable, holding the noble posture of the prince of a country, and his aura is magnificent.

In fact, Lin Weixu and Cheng Que do not have any deep hatred, after all, they are from the same school, and Lin Weixu is not dealing with anyone.

Before Cheng Que returned to Beizhao, less than two years after the death of the master, Cheng Que asked her to return to Beizhao with him, but Lin Weixu did not agree, and then Cheng Que threatened her with Beizhao's forces in every possible way, just to bring her back to Beizhao.

But from beginning to end, Lin Weixu did not agree.

And then...... Cheng Que has been opposed to her until now.

Even if they met later at the ceremony of diplomatic relations between the envoys of the two countries, Cheng Que never took her seriously.

Over the years, Lin Weixu has always felt that she and Cheng Que's well water do not violate the river water, and she sees that she has been taken care of by Cheng Que as a sister for a long time when she was a child, so she will not move to Beizhao.

However, this senior brother didn't move, and as soon as he came, he gave her an arrow, and she felt sorry for Cheng Que if she didn't return the arrow for a while.

Just thinking about it, after Cheng Que saluted the emperor, he was arranged to sit opposite her seat.

Cheng Que didn't come alone, he was followed by a girl who was also richly dressed, who looked a little smaller than Fu Su.

Lin Weixu thought that it should be a relationship like Chengque's sister.

It's just that there is something wrong with this girl, and there are countless handsome men and women at the whole banquet, but the girl only stares at the little mermaid beside her.

And the girl's eyes are not the same as Lin Qingyou's eyes when she looks at Fu Su, earnestly, with a look full of tears.

This even made Lin Weixu have a ridiculous conjecture...... Shouldn't this be the romantic debt owed by the little bastard Fu Su when he was in Nanzhao......

Thinking of this, Lin Weixu turned his head back, looked at Fu Su who was still lying on the table, and reached out and patted his face gently, "Fu Su, get up." ”

Fu Su slowly opened her misty eyes, her slightly curled lips panting, as if she was asking for a kiss.

Fu Su felt Lin Weixu's hand on his face, and reached out to hug it.

Lin Weixu was slightly stunned, took advantage of the situation to turn his face over and looked at the girl who was looking at him on the other side, his eyebrows drooped slightly, looked at him and asked, "Do you know?" ”

Fu Su's eyes widened with difficulty, and he was forced to glance at the girl opposite, and found that it was not Lin Weixu who occupied the line of sight, and withdrew his gaze in disgust, muttering unhappily: "I don't know ......"

Lin Weixu raised his eyebrows at this time, let him go, and told Xu Bai to get a bowl of decanting soup from the side.

After all, this is not the National Teacher's Mansion, so you can't just get drunk the whole time.

As a result, as soon as she finished speaking, as soon as she turned her head back, she saw Fu Su barely sitting up straight, bowing her head slightly to her, grabbing a piece of her black clothes, closing her eyes and calling: "Your Excellency, ......"

Lin Weixu stared at him, and always felt that the little merman was also cute when he spoke with his eyes closed.

"Huh?"

Fu Su repeatedly called the word "adult", and each repetition seemed to be accumulating courage energy.

After a long pause, he finally said what he wanted, "My lord, I want to hug it." ”

“…… Your adults are not so absurd. "The feast isn't over yet, hug him.

Fu Su's eyes were drunk red, her slightly upturned lips were a little sexy, and she looked at her motionlessly.

Lin Weixu looked at him for a moment, withdrew his hand that was grabbing his clothes, and calmly looked away.

"I heard Cheng'er say that the National Teacher's Mansion has invited a new pianist, and it is the little boy who is sitting next to the National Teacher." The Emperor's voice came suddenly, his tone sounding flat, but his gaze was as sharp as a hawk's eagle at Fu Su's face.

At the moment when Lin Weixu asked Fu Su, who was lying on the wine table, to raise his head, the emperor noticed Fu Su, and with this attention, his originally happy expression gradually became heavy.

Lin Weixu knew very well that the emperor was thinking of her master.

In fact, when he brought Fu Su over to the banquet, Lin Weixu knew that there would inevitably be such a scene.

Lin Weixu raised his head and smiled lightly when he heard the voice: "Back to Your Majesty, it is indeed a Fusu." ”

The emperor was still staring at Fu Su, and after a long time, he finally withdrew his gaze, took a sip of wine and said with a smile: "Little brother is not good at drinking." ”

Fu Su turned his head in a hurry, his eyes slowly wandered through the people in the seat, and turned back without warmth.

Lin Weixu looked at Fu Su's drunken eyes drooping slightly, and couldn't help but ask him to repeat what he just said: "Fu Su, what did you just say?" ”

Fu Su raised his eyes again and said, "I want my lord to hug me." ”

Lin Weixu smiled indulgently: "Hug it." ”

As soon as the words fell, Fu Su immediately leaned over and put his arms around her neck.

Lin Weixu put his hand on his shoulder, almost close to his ear, and his low voice was full of demagogy, "Wait for me here." ”