Back at Yi'an Courtyard, Zhihua looked at her master's unrelenting appearance, she was very worried and didn't want to leave, she wanted to ask but didn't know what to say.

Mai Jiu sat down in the chair and sighed, she put her feet on the edge of the chair, stretched out her arms to wrap around her thighs, and pressed her face to her knees.

Zhihua beside him was full of worry and asked, "Master, it's almost lunch time, the slave maid asked the kitchen to cook you something delicious?" ”

Mai Jiu said lightly: "Zhi painting." ”

Zhihua heard the voice and leaned closer: "Master, you say." ”

Mai Jiu blinked his eyes for a long time before replying, "You go out first, I want to be quiet alone, if I make any strange noises, you don't come in." ”

Zhihua was so frightened that she stepped forward and knelt down directly, she rarely saw her master like this, she was very scared: "Master, don't scare the slave and maid, the slave and maid will send someone to find Guo Gongzi, and dig three feet into the ground to find him back." ”

Coming back from Suzaku Street, everyone in front of him was like this all the way, and Zhihua thought that it was Guo Gongzi's running away that made the master so unhappy.

Mai Jiu just glanced at the person kneeling on the ground, but did not reply.

Shiba understood, got up and walked out. When the door closed, she still glanced worriedly at the people sitting in the chairs and hugging herself.

Mai Jiu's fingers seemed to be tapping her thighs, she actually didn't know why she was sad, whether it hurt the Lin Chen in her heart or hurt... Even if she travels to ancient times, she can't escape, she can't forget, she doesn't understand why God tortures her like this.

Mai Jiu's fingers tapping her thighs stopped, and she began to scratch her skin with her fingernails, once, twice, and the strength slowly showed red scratches.

I've forgotten about him... Do everything you can to remove him from your heart, why do you still think about it, why do you still think about it!!

She scolded in her heart, wanting to wake up herself, scold herself for not letting go of the past.

Mai Jiu curled up on the couch chair and slept all afternoon, she sat up groggily and looked out through the window, there was no sunlight, and now she couldn't tell whether it was cloudy or evening.

She sat up on her back, walked over to the table and poured a glass of water.

Zhihua heard the movement and knocked on the door and asked, "Master, are you up?" ”

Mai Jiu drank a glass of water and placed the teacup on the table. The sound of the porcelain touching the pear blossom wood reached the ears of Zhihua: "Master, you didn't have lunch at noon, it's time." ”

Mai Jiu looked down at the teacup drinking water, and said lightly, "Come in." ”

Hearing this, Zhihua hurriedly opened the door and walked in and stood aside: "Master, the slave will bring you dinner, the slave knows that you are in a bad mood, but you should eat some too." ”

Mai Jiu turned her back to Zhihua, she didn't have to think about it to know that the person behind her must be full of worry, she turned her head and raised the corner of her mouth and smiled, smiled a little reluctantly and said without emotion, "Okay, bring dinner up." ”

When dinner was served, it was already dark outside, and Mai Jiu sat on a stool and looked at the table of delicacies, she was very unappetizing, so she picked up the chopsticks and put them down again.

She looked up at the Zhihua that had been standing not far away and guarded her, and asked, "Is there still the aging of the prince who made rouge last time?" ”

"Yes, in the side yard."

"Bring it."

Zhihua hesitated when he heard this: "Master..."

"Bring it!" Mai Jiu's voice became stern and almost yelling, and after saying that, she blinked and turned her head to avoid Zhihua's gaze, she felt a little guilty that she shouldn't do this to Zhihua.

Zhihua trotted away, and not long after, he trotted back with a small jar of wine.

"Where's the prince?" Mai Jiu remembered Sang Huai'an's sentence, go and come back quickly.

Zhihua put the wine jar on the table and replied, "The prince has not returned to the house. ”

"Okay, you go out." After speaking, Mai Jiu took the wine jar with one hand and poured a bowl into the empty bowl.

Zhihua turned around and stood at the door three times and hesitated for a long time before walking out and closing the door.

In fact, in modern times, Mai Jiu will borrow alcohol many times to kill his sorrows, in addition to the emotional aspect, there is also work, and the unhappiness of work is more uncomfortable than no love.

Now she is a double blow of career and love, and she is sorry for the loss of the afternoon if she doesn't drink a little.

Raising his neck, Mai Jiu wanted to dry this bowl in a chic manner, but he didn't want the liquor to just touch his tongue, and a hot and spicy taste swept over, and Mai Jiu squirted out all at once, and sure enough, the people who drank the bowl had all practiced.

Mai Jiu stuck out her tongue, she knew that the liquor was unpleasant, and she was prepared before drinking it, but she didn't expect it to be so unpleasant. She put the bowl aside, picked up the teacup she had just drunk from, and poured half a small cup.

She held her cheeks in one hand and held the teacup in the other, and said to the air, "First cup, I salute the love that ended before I started." After saying that, he closed his eyes and drank it in one gulp.

Mai Jiu poured another glass, and toasted to the air as he did just now, "Second cup, toast my past, I now let go of everything and start a new life." After drinking, Mai Jiu grinned, and the spicy taste made her upper body curl up.

She pretended to pour another glass: "The third cup, the third cup... Respect. Mai Jiu gently put down the cup, held his forehead with his upper hand, and tears couldn't stop flowing.

How could it be so easy to let go of everything?

She remembered that she had just made a toast to the air, and that moment she was moved by herself, and now she was so stupid in retrospect. She was crying and sobbing, and she didn't even have anyone to say to her heart.

Zhihua has been guarding the courtyard gate, afraid that the prince will suddenly come back and see the master drinking in the house, and her little head is really not guaranteed.

Saying anything, the figure of the prince immediately appeared in her sight.

Zhihua blinked, and after seeing that it was confirmed that the person who came was the prince, she turned around and ran into the courtyard and went straight to Mai Jiu's house.

Zhihua vigorously pushed the door in, and shouted anxiously, "Master, the prince is back, the prince!" ”

Mai Jiu cried like a tearful person, she drank several glasses just now, she was a little drunk at this time, she looked for a voice and convulsed and said, "Lord Wang? What a prince, I don't watch TV series. ”

Seeing the master with a handful of snot and tears, Zhihua was stunned for a moment, and she looked at the master's red face again.

"Oh, master, why do you drink so much, you can't drink."

Zhihua thought that her master was sad and sad, and she just drank a glass of it, she looked at the wine jar on the table, there was originally a small half of the altar, but now it looks like it has bottomed out.

Mai Jiu got up and pounced, and Zhihua hurriedly caught it.

Mai Jiu looked at Zhihua with teary eyes and asked, "Am I ugly?" ”

Zhihua looked at the person in front of him and replied, "Master, you sink the fish and the goose, the country is naturally not ugly." ”

When Mai Jiu heard this, the grinning boss cried, "Then why didn't he choose me." ”

Mai Jiu remembered the girlfriends he had shown in his circle of friends, and they all looked... She couldn't understand why she didn't choose her and chose someone else, she didn't understand it and she was constantly entangled.

Mai Jiu spread his head on Zhihua's shoulder, tears welling up. Zhihua was at a loss, she had rarely seen her master cry like this.

Sang Huai'an had already stood behind the master and servant, and he frowned at the crying heartbreaker: "What are you making a fuss about?" ”

Mai Jiu's eyes had long been blurred by tears, and he couldn't see anyone clearly. Zhihua heard the voice of the prince and wanted to turn around, but Mai Jiu seemed to be hanging on her, making her unable to move.

Sang Huai'an looked at the wine jar on the table.

Mai Jiu sobbed and sobbed one after another. Sang Huai'an didn't know why the person in front of him was this, he stepped forward in distress and took her from Zhihua's arms.

He took Mai Jiu into his arms and said to Zhihua, "You go out first." ”

Zhihua bowed and retired, walked out and closed the door.

Mai Jiu noticed that there was a different person, and she looked up and asked, "Am I ugly?" ”

Sang Huai'an lowered his head and replied without hesitation: "Ugly." ”

Hearing this "ugly" word, Mai Jiu was paralyzed in Sang Huai'an's arms, and he raised his head and cried even more fiercely. Seeing this situation, Sang Huai'an hurriedly explained: "This king is saying that you are crying very ugly now, and if you don't cry, you won't be ugly." ”

"I'm ugly if I don't cry, or no one likes me." Mai Jiu raised her head and told the grievances in her heart.

Sang Huaian watched the huge tears coming out of the eyes of the person in his arms, and knew that this person was really sad. He pressed Mai Jiu's head into his arms, stroked her head, and comforted her softly: "How can no one like you, it's just that you didn't notice it." ”

The gentle stroking of her head made Mai Jiu quiet, and her cry was not as loud as just now: "Impossible, I have never been firmly chosen, I will always be the alternative, no one likes me." ”

Sang Huai'an showed pity on his face, the last time he saw the person in his arms crying like this was when her mother died, he hugged him tighter when he thought of this.

His voice was soft and hoarse: "As long as there is this king, you will always be the one who is firmly chosen." ”

Mai Jiu buried her head deep in Sang Huai'an's chest, she stopped crying and asked slowly, "Do you know what a firm choice is?" No matter how many stars there are in the sky, there is only the moon in his eyes. ”

Sang Huai'an let go of Mai Jiu's embrace, pushed her away, and forced her to look at herself: "You know the king's heart for you, how can you not know that you yourself are the moon in the eyes of the king." He spoke eagerly to express his heart.

Mai Jiu pushed away Sang Huai'an's hand on her shoulder, and she stepped back until her ass hit the table: "Your mind is not for me..." In the end, Mai Jiu still held back.

She looked down and smiled, "Don't be so nice to me, let me think you like me, and don't want me when I give everything I have, I... It's ridiculous like a fool. After speaking, Mai Jiu's tears couldn't stop flowing down again.

Looking at the appearance of the person in front of him, and Sang Huai'an only understood half of what he said, and now he had mixed feelings in his heart: "Are you carrying this king behind Xinyue to another man?" Sang Huai'an frowned deeply, staring at the person in front of him who had lost his soul.

Mai Jiu laughed twice and looked up at the man, she clutched her chest: "Xinyue? If I say, 'My heart is pleasing to you,' but I... Is it worthy? The last two words, Mai Jiu's tone was particularly heavy, she knew that she was not worthy.

Sang Huai'an quickly stepped forward, hugged Mai Jiu into his arms, lowered his head and kissed her on the lips. He left Mai Jiu's lips and met her nose from nose to nose: "Whether this is worthy or not is up to this king." With that, he took her cheek and kissed her again.

Mai Jiu didn't know if it was because she was drunk or the kiss of the person in front of her, at this time she was spinning, closing her eyes and cooperating with the unscrupulous kiss of the person in front of her.