"Boom."

As they spoke, there was a thunderclap in the sky, lightning flashed, and rain poured down.

Zihao drank wine, his body was already shaking, and now it is even more difficult to stand firm in this rain, swaying, and almost falling down several times. The rain wet his black hair, and his robe was close to his body, and he was a little embarrassed.

Jin Bai didn't care too much, and dragged the man towards the Buddha Hall, hoping that Qing'er could find her even if she took the lantern.

The temple was built by the emperor for the queen mother, and no one dared to trespass. Jin Bai didn't care too much, if he went to other places and was seen, his two identities would inevitably gossip, and he would be able to save a lot of trouble here, thinking in his heart, he pushed the door open.

Although it is a Buddhist hall, but the resting things are still complete, Jinbai put the person on the couch, got up to close the door, and the person behind her murmured her name.

"What's wrong?" She sat down and leaned down to hear what was in his mouth.

"Jinbai, Jinbai." Zihao muttered, his eyes were hazy, and his words were coquettish, like a little childish.

"What's wrong?" Jin Bai spoke again, and his voice became softer.

"Why do you want to like other people?" Zihao said, looking at it with tearful eyes, his fingers stretched out, and his eyebrows were carefully drawn on her face.

"......" Jinbai didn't know how to answer. Actually, she didn't know.

"Jinbai, Jinbai." Zihao couldn't wait for her answer, muttered, and Jinbai sat like that, never making a sound.

It wasn't until a long time later that the person on the couch finally stopped talking, and Jin Bai saw that he was asleep, but his brows were furrowed, and he stretched out his hand, wanting to touch his eyebrows.

"Jinbai, I am the one who wants to marry you." The sleeping man muttered to himself, and the sitting man had a hazy look in his eyes.

"I ......"

Before Jinbai's words could be spoken, Qing'er's voice came from outside the door, "Niangniang, Niangniang." ”

Qing'er could feel that her mother was inside, but she was afraid of waking up the others, so she only dared to hold the lantern in her hand and whisper.

Jinbai heard the sound outside, hurriedly withdrew his fingers, glanced at the person on the bed, his fingers clenched, and finally resolutely got up, put away his emotions, and opened the door.

"Niangniang, you really dare to go in, you know that you can't trespass inside." When Qing'er saw her coming out of it, she was still taken aback. Approaching, frowning,

"Niang, have you drunk?"

"If you don't say it, I won't say it, who knows?" Jin Bai smiled, walked forward, and Zai Qing'er didn't pay attention, and peeked at the closed door.

"Mother." Qing'er was a little helpless.

"Does anyone else know I'm not in the dormitory?" The corners of Jinbai's mouth were hooked, and he said with a smile.

"Qing'er didn't know where Niangniang was going, and she didn't dare to say much for fear of causing trouble, so no one said anything, the concubine Niangniang came once earlier, and Qing'er said that Niangniang fell asleep, and she didn't stay long."

"No wonder you're here now." Jin Bai also guessed that she must have been caught up in something, otherwise she wouldn't have come now.

Qing'er listened to the words in her mouth, walked slowly behind her, and a gust of wind came, smelling the smell of wine on her body, and fanning the air.

"Let's take a bath when I go back, this smell is really ......"

"Does it stink?" Jin Bai raised his arm and sniffed it gently, feeling that the taste was okay.

"It stinks." Qing'er replied firmly.

Jin Bai picked Mei and looked at the person in front of him.

"Qing'er didn't lie to you." Qing'er's palm stretched out, as if swearing.