When night fell, the bonfire was surrounded by people, the firewood was piled higher and higher, and the blazing bonfire was almost going straight to the sky, Zhao Yuru and Le Du stood on both sides of the bonfire, surrounded by ten bowls of wine prepared.

"Lady, if you really can't drink it, don't be reckless!" Song Moqing said uneasily: "It's okay! ”

"Got it, look at the way you're worried!" Zhao Yuru smiled, then glanced at Ledu opposite, picked up the sea bowl on the table, and drank the wine directly.

Le Du did not show weakness, the two of them drank unhurriedly, and there was a lot of applause around, after all, Zhao Yuru was a woman, and she dared to challenge Le Du, and the people of Dayan were really unpopular! They were all waiting to see Zhao Yuru's joke.

Ten bowls of wine were down, both of them were still conscious, and the attendant handed over the bow and arrow, very easily, both of them shot the straw man in the eye.

"Sect Leader Zhao, it seems that I can't underestimate you!" Le Du picked up the wine with a smile, Zhao Yuru shrugged and said, "Yes, I have already told you!" ”

The two of them lifted the sea bowl, and soon ten more bowls of wine went down. They were all secretly competing, and they refused to fall behind even the speed of drinking.

"This Zhao Yuru is also a little arrogant, Ledu, he is my most drinkable son, there are few people in the entire grassland who are more powerful than him, let alone such a woman!" Ramadan said contemptuously to Yan Linjun.

"Your Majesty, don't underestimate women!" Yan Linjun smiled slightly and said, "You said that there are not many people who are powerful in Prince Biledu, but there are always some, right?" ”

Ramadan looked at the two people who were fighting wine, and said with a smile: "Otherwise, let's make a bet too?" ”

Yan Linjun smiled and said, "No, I'm not a gambler!" ”

"Aren't you scared?"

"I ······"

"Okay!" At this time, Lin Yufu said behind him: "Your Majesty, I bet with you, I bet that Mr. Zhao will win!" ”

"The princess is confident, huh?" Ramadan raised an eyebrow.

"I'm a woman, and I'm also a Dayan person, so I have to support people like myself!"

"Haha, that's a good point! Okay, so what's the stake? ”

Lin Yufu looked at Ramadan and said seriously: "In the future, I will be in Beiban, and I don't need to abide by your rules, and you are not allowed to control me!" ”

Ramadan was stunned, but he didn't expect her to make this request.

"And what if you lose?"

"What does Your Majesty want?"

"I heard that you are dancing beautifully, if you lose, dance for us!"

"Okay!" Lin Yufu nodded and said, "One word is a certainty!" ”

With another burst of cheers from the crowd, their second round of competition was over.

The drink was so strong that Ledu already felt that his steps were a little floating. He looked at Zhao Yuru, only to see that she was still walking calmly, and she couldn't see that she had drunk a little wine.

Could it be that this woman really drinks so well?

Zhao Yuru didn't speak, and walked to the wine table, she actually felt a little dizzy in her head, but Haikou has already boasted, so many people are watching, she can't be ashamed!

She looked at Ledu, and her eyes were already visibly drifting.

"Yes, boy, it seems that I can still have two rounds with my mother!" With that, she closed her eyes and poured another ten bowls of wine.

It's just that by now, the wine has become so spicy that it feels like the wine in my stomach is about to pour up before I take a sip.

Halfway through the drink, Zhao Yuru put down the wine, she had to slow down and continue drinking!

"Mr. Zhao! Can't drink it? You're already amazing. Ordinary people can't survive the first round, and if you admit defeat, I respect you as a character! Le Du shouted at Zhao Yuru.

Zhao Yuru raised his eyes, thinking that you yourself are no better, do you still have time to care about yourself?

"Thank you Prince for your concern, I've just drunk too much, I've just drunk too much!" After speaking, Zhao Yuru drank the rest of the wine in one go, picked up the bow and arrow, looked at the straw man in the distance, and only felt that it had become a ghost?

That's not good!

She took a deep breath and simply closed her eyes, her arm seemed to have a memory, stopped at an angle and didn't move, Zhao Yuru knew that this was it!

I only heard a string sound, and then the people around erupted into a burst of cheers! Zhao Yuru opened his eyes, and the arrow was firmly fixed in the position of the straw man's eyes!

She looked at her hand and was stunned, Zhao Yuru is really amazing!

Seeing this, Lin Yufu also showed a smug smile!

"Awesome! Good archery! Ramadan clapped his hands and said: "Looking at our grassland, there are a few shooters who can have the skills of General Coach Zhao!" Shoot an arrow with your eyes closed! I've seen it today! ”

Seeing Zhao Yuru's skills like this, Le Du was also a little panicked.

"Prince Ledu, drink your wine faster!"

This time it's Zhao Yuru's turn to taunt Ledu!

Le didn't speak, but his face was no longer good.

This wine was strong, no one had ever drunk thirty bowls before, he forced his body to drink the wine, and then took the bow and arrow handed by his entourage, but at this time, he was a little reluctant to even pull the bow.

Facing the straw man in the distance, he tried to look and look, but he still couldn't see the position of his eyes. Looking at Zhao Yuru, who was still alive, he knew that his alcohol consumption was not as good as her!

"Mr. Zhao has a good amount of wine!" Ledu sighed, dropped his bow and arrows, and said, "You have won!" ”

This victory came a little suddenly!

"Agreed!" Zhao Yuru laughed, but when he turned around, he almost fell down, but fortunately, Song Moqing was guarding on the side, and when he saw that the situation was wrong, he hurriedly stepped forward to help Zhao Yuru.

"I'm fine, I'm just a little unsteady!"

"You've drunk too much!" Song Moqing said helplessly: "I'll help you go to rest!" ”

"Good! I want to ······" Zhao Yuru glanced at Song Moqing and whispered, "Why do I want to vomit a little?" ”

"You bear with it!" Song Moqing pretended to be indifferent, and quickly helped Zhao Yuru away.

Yan Linjun smiled helplessly, this Zhao Yuru is really interesting!

Lin Yufu also looked at Ramadan proudly, saluted and said, "Your Majesty, do you still count your promises?" ”

"Nature is counting! Don't worry, from today onwards, no one will take care of you in Beiban! But there is one thing, you are now the crown princess of the Northern Barbarians, if I find out, you have done something sorry for Su Meng and sorry for the Northern Barbarians! Then don't blame me for turning my face and not recognizing people! ”

This is a naked warning, Lin Yufu smiled faintly, nodded and said, "This is natural!" ”

Le Du was also helped away, Ramadan glanced at his son, shook his head and said, "It's really useless, it's not as good as a woman!" ”

"Your Majesty, I told you a long time ago, don't underestimate women!" Yan Linjun said with a smile.

Ramadan glanced at Yan Linjun, nodded and said: "Lord Wang, what you said makes sense, no wonder Xiji was beaten to the ground and almost lost the country, with such a woman here, I'm afraid that even men won't be able to live!" That thin Lord Song is her husband, right? ”

"Yes!"

"I really feel sorry for his future life!" Ramadan laughed, turned back to the tent and continued to drink.

Song Moqing almost took a lot of effort to send Zhao Yuru back to the camp tent, Zhao Yuru started to go up not long after she left, and the whole person almost leaned on Song Moqing, and the two of them stumbled back to the camp all the way.

"Alright, back, back! Do you still want to throw up? Song Moqing hurriedly fetched a little hot water.

"I can't throw it up!" Zhao Yuru said aggrievedly: "It's very uncomfortable! My head hurts! ”

Song Moqing wrung out a towel and put it on Zhao Yuru's head, shook his head and said, "Don't let you be reckless!" ”

"However, what I represent is Dayan!" Zhao Yuru patted his chest and said, "How can I admit it? ”

"Yes! You are the head of Mr. Zhao, the most majestic! Song Moqing said helplessly: "Get up and drink some water!" ”

"No, I still want to throw up! At night, I ate too much mutton, and it was mixed with wine in my stomach, and the smell of mutton and wine has been disgusting me in my throat! ”

"Wait, I'll get the basin! Or do you want to help you out and throw up? ”

"Basin! Get me a basin! Zhao Yuru stretched out his hand and said.

"Okay! You wait! Song Moqing hurriedly went out to find a basin and put it next to the bed, Zhao Yuru lay there, retching for a long time, and didn't spit out anything.

"You say I'm like this, don't you look like I'm pregnant?"

"Alright, stop talking nonsense! I'm pregnant! If you are pregnant, you dare to drink like this! Song Moqing nodded her forehead and said, "I'll ask Taole to cook you some decanting soup, you wait!" ”

"Xianggong!" Zhao Yuru suddenly grabbed Song Moqing's sleeve and said, "Don't go, talk to me, okay?" ”

Song Moqing was stunned for a moment, sat down beside her, and laboriously helped her up and said, "Okay, what do you want to say?" ”

"Am I ugly and fat!" Zhao Yuru said aggrievedly: "Actually, I know that today I heard a lot of Northern Barbarians laughing at me for being a sow!" I'm so unhappy! ”

"What do you want? You are our Dayan's ······"

"I don't want to be the head coach, I just want to be Zhao Yuru and be an ordinary woman! But I'm too unqualified as an ordinary woman! ”

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

"I'm not feminine, I know, I'm not attractive at all! In fact, when I sleep with you at night, I will be very inferior, you look at the meat on my waist, the meat on my legs, how can you do it! I'm disgusted with myself! ”

As she spoke, Zhao Yuru burst into tears.

"Alright, alright! Don't cry! Song Moqing hurriedly wiped away her tears and said, "Don't think too much!" I don't think there's anything about it! ”

"You talk nonsense, men care about this! Look at Yan Linjun, I caught his jade pendant at the beginning, and he disliked me so much! ”

Song Moqing showed a helpless expression, knowing that Zhao Yuru was already drunk.

"Don't worry, how can you worry about these things! We're all already husband and wife, aren't we? I also told you, I am not a person who is in an accident, you are the best woman in Dayan, and it is my blessing to marry you! ”

"Is that serious?"

"Of course!"

"What if I'm not Zhao Yuru? I'm a lowly Qinglou woman, do you still think I'm good? ”

Song Moqing thought for a while, hugged her and said, "Don't worry, no matter who you are, what you look like, or what your identity is, I like you and will choose you to be my wife!" ”

"That's great! Song Moqing, you are so good! How can I, Lin Yufu, He De, marry someone like you! ”

"Huh? Look at you, you're starting to talk nonsense! Song Moqing saw that she had mispronounced her name, so she didn't think much about it, just touched her forehead, and then gently put her down and walked out of the tent.

"Where are you going?" Zhao Yuru opened his eyes and shouted loudly.

"I'm going to make you a decanter soup, right outside! If you're feeling bad, tell me! Don't worry! Song Moqing comforted her softly, and then walked out of the camp quickly to find Taole.

Doroku is sitting on the haystack with Shincha chatting, and for them, no matter how lively it is, it has nothing to do with them! The status of women here in Beiban is low, and on this occasion, except for Zhao Yuru, all the other female dependents are not allowed to go to watch the ceremony.

"In this way, our women in Dayan still have a lot of status, at least I am in our house, and I can eat at the table!" Doraku nodded and said, "I don't like the people of the Northern Barbarians!" ”

"No, I'm in Qinyunju, let alone in Qinyunju, women are all used to care! No wonder, the girls in our building, the guests of Daqin's Xiji are all entertained, but they don't like to find people from the Northern Barbarians! I heard that······"

"What did you hear?" Doroku asked curiously.

Xincha's eyes rolled, and she whispered a long call in her ear.

"Oops! What are you talking about? Shame on you! Doroku hurriedly pushed her away, covered her face and said, "You are not serious!" What kind of nonsense did you talk about at a young age? ”

"This is not nonsense, I heard the nagging of the girls in the building on weekdays!" Xincha raised her head and looked at the starry sky, sighed and said, "Don't say it, the stars on the grassland are a little better!" But I still want to go back to Qinyunju, where the quilt is warm, the wine is delicious, and the air is fragrant! ”

Doroku patted her on the shoulder and said, "Then why are you still coming along?" Didn't they all let you stay in Shangjing? ”

"Our girl got married, and my life in Qinyunju was not easy. Follow your young lady back to the Zhao family, but your young lady is coming to the north again, although the people of the Zhao family are very good to me, but I am still a little afraid of your master, think about it, come along, anyway, it's a piece of duckweed, it's the same everywhere! ”

"It's okay, I'll warm you at night! Warmth guaranteed! ”

"Haha, you don't come here, do you want to hear me about those things in Qinyunju?"

"Oh, don't say it!"

The two little girls were fighting, and they saw Song Moqing hurriedly coming over.

"You're here, but I'm going to find it!" Song Moqing stepped forward and said, "Taole, go cook some sobering soup, your young lady is drunk!" ”

"Our young lady is drunk?" Domer was shocked and said, "Really? How could she get drunk? ”

"It's a long story, you can get it quickly!"

"However, there is no kitchen or anything here, and there are no materials for decanting soup!" Domoku was embarrassed and said, "And······ I can't cook this thing! The people of our Zhao family have never been drunk! ”

"Huh?" This time Song Moqing made a difficulty.

"It's okay, I will!" Xincha patted her chest and said: "In Qinyunju, the most cooked is decanting soup, which is almost what every girl must drink when she wakes up!" Well, I have some in my baggage, although it is not very complete, but it can be cooked in a bowl. ”

"That's great!"

"Sister Dole, you go and bring the small iron pot you usually use to open a small stove, let's pick up some dry firewood, and it will be ready to cook soon!"

"You're still smart!" Doroku patted her head and said, "Then you wait, I'll go get the pot!" ”

Xincha also said to Song Moqing: "Champion Lang, you wait, I'll go get the things in the revenge!" ”

"Good!" Song Moqing smiled slightly, and Xincha ran away with a red face.

The two of them found something and soon returned. The three of them set up an iron pot in the open space and clumsily boiled the decanting soup.

"I didn't expect our girl to be so useless when she arrived in Beiban, and she would get drunk! If our master and young master know about this, I will die of laughter! ”

"Don't laugh either! You know, your young lady, but you have fought for our Dayan! ”

"Oh?"

The two stopped what they were doing and listened to Song Moqing tell the story!

"Wow, Mr. Zhao is too powerful! Such a strong wine, I drank almost thirty bowls! Admire, admire! Shincha said with a clapped palm.

"No wonder! I'll just say, our young lady, never drunk! Taole said proudly: "Look at these barbarians this time, do they dare to underestimate our women!" ”

"That's it!" Xincha also agreed, and the two cooked the decanting soup and brought it to Zhao Yuru together.

"It's the first time I've seen a drunk young lady, Ming'er must laugh at her!" Doroku said happily.

But when she was about to get to the tent, she suddenly stopped!

"What's wrong?" The two asked puzzled.

"The smell of blood!" Doraku is also a person who has been on the battlefield, so he is very familiar with this taste!

"What did you say?"

She hurriedly handed the decanting soup to Xincha, and quickly ran to Zhao Yuru's camp.

Seeing Doroku like this, the two also felt that the situation was serious, and ran to the front of the tent with her.

Originally, when Song Moqing left, the lights were on in the tent, but at this time it was pitch black!

They lifted their tents and walked slowly inside. Xincha smelled this strong smell of blood and was so frightened that he couldn't walk. I guessed something slippery under my feet and fell to the ground at once.

Her hands touched the wet and sticky puddle of blood, and she screamed in fright.

Almost at the same time, Song Moqing lit the oil lamp in the camp tent!

The three of them were immediately frightened by the scene in front of them!

Zhao Yuru sat on the edge of the bed, seemingly asleep, but her body was covered with blood, and there was a person lying at her feet, with Zhao Yuru's copper hammer pressed on her chest, and it seemed that she had been stoned to death. One of his arms was almost broken, and he was bleeding all over the ground, and he looked terrible.

And this person, Song Moqing is very familiar.

Isn't this Aqi Gui, who was injured and left after being warned by Zhao Yuru in the morning?

Zhao Yuru, killed the second prince of the Northern Barbarians?

Song Moqing suddenly shuddered, it's over!