Chapter Eighty-Five: If You Don't Get Drunk, You Can't Go Home
"Then why are you unhappy?" Zhang Liangyu caught Mo Qing's gentle emotions, stood up and staggered and patted her shoulder, "You, just admit it, you have long liked the general, haven't you?" ”
Mo stood there softly and lonely, letting the passing wind blow her hair, "No." ”
It took a long time for her to spit out this sentence, and then she changed to a happy look: "What do you mention Anshuang, come, we won't get drunk tonight." ”
"Okay." Zhang Liangyu heroically and Mo gently clinked glasses.
Mo gently drank the remaining wine in the jar in one gulp.
"Someone." Mo softly shouted to the maid next to him.
"Miss Mo." The maid's submissive appearance was very much like her original self, and Mo Qingrou couldn't help but be stunned.
Thinking back to her in the palace, she was also such a submissive and careful way to do things, but since when did she start to change? Did you meet An Shuangchi, or even earlier?
In the palace, only An Shuangchi favored her and got her out of trouble, but all this was just for his sister, and then he finally kept his promise to save her from the palace that ate people and did not spit out bones, and since then the two of them do not owe each other, she was thinking when she left the general's mansion, maybe the two will never see each other again!
Unexpectedly, she was still found by him and put her by his side, sometimes she felt that his eyes were different from those of others, but An Shuangchi concealed it too well, and often made her unable to figure out what he was thinking.
"Miss Mo? Miss Mo? The maid saw Mo staring at her softly, thinking that there was something dirty on her body, so she looked down at her clothes and found that there was no problem.
"Do you have any wine to drink in the Beidinghou Mansion?"
"Yes."
"Bring me some jars."
How many altars? The maid looked at her in embarrassment, and kindly persuaded: "Girl, drinking too much wine hurts your body, not to mention that you are already drunk, so don't drink anymore." ”
"You want to take care of me? If this girl asks you to take it, you will take it, why do you want this girl to tell Beiding Hou that you have neglected this girl? ”
"The slave and maid don't dare, so the slave and maid will order someone to fetch wine, and hope that the girl will raise her noble hand."
"That's right, go and go." Mo gently urged the maid.
Zhang Liangyu was holding the wine jar next to her and watching her play the eldest lady's temper.
"Gentle, this is the first time I've seen you lose your temper like this!"
"Huh, huh?" Mo Qingrou couldn't hear what Zhang Liangyu said clearly, and responded randomly.
Soon, a few family members came over with a few jars of wine, and Mo Qingrou was already in a daze at this time.
When Zhang Liangyu saw her like this, he knew that she was drunk, so he nodded her little nose affectionately: "Drunk, right?" Do you want to go back to your room? ”
Who knew that Mo shook his head gently: "I'm not drunk!" Come, let's keep drinking. ”
After Mo said softly, he drank a jar of wine by himself, Zhang Liangyu smiled and said, "Okay, do it." ”
The two of them were drinking wine in the garden, but they didn't know that their behavior fell into the eyes of Xu Meijiao in the dark, she tightened the veil angrily, and stared at Mo Qingrou viciously, Zhang Liangyu had never had such an intimate behavior towards her, why did it become different when she came to Mo Qingrou.
No, no, Zhang Liangyu can only be her alone, and she will never allow anyone to rob Zhang Liangyu with her.
Xu Meijiao wanted to kill Na Mo Qingrou now, but her reason told her to wait for the opportunity!
Mo Qingrou and Zhang Liangyu drank seven meat and eight vegetables, and drank the wine brought by the family before they helped each other back to the room.
"Brother Zhang, good brother, I'll send you back to the room first!"
"Okay." After Mo gently helped Zhang Liangyu back to the room, he walked towards his room, but as soon as he walked to the door, he seemed to remember something, so he turned around and walked in the other direction.
"An Shuang Chi!" Mo gently kicked open the door of An Shuangchi's room, and walked into An Shuangchi's room in a daze.
"An Shuangchi, you prodigal son, you irresponsible stinky man." Mo gently lay on the soft couch and put his feet on the table, pointing in the direction of An Shuangchi's desk and scolding.
"Dead man, stinky man, stupid pig, stupid pig, suckling pig, hey, suckling pig seems to be delicious."
Obviously, he was scolding An Shuangchi at the beginning, but in the end, he turned into wanting to eat.
Mo was lying on the soft couch gently, counting which delicacies were delicious, and he didn't see An Shuangchi's face next to the desk at all.
An Shuang couldn't help but suppress the idea of killing the woman in front of her, clenched her fists and listened to her counting and eating there.
On the contrary, the other people in the room laughed badly, An Shuangchi was discussing business with the guards tonight, but she never wanted to be interrupted by Mo Qingrou, just interrupt, she came in and scolded him, what is his face!
"Haha." Fifteen finally couldn't help laughing, and An Shuangchi gave him an eye knife with a gloomy face.
"Go down first, and we'll discuss this later." An Shuangchi's face was gloomy and he gave the order to evict the guests.
Mo Qingrou counted and counted the food and fell asleep, An Shuangchi had no choice but to carry her back to the room, but Mo Qingrou suddenly opened her eyes and looked at him with clear eyes!
"Gentle?" Mo Qingrou's eyes made An Shuangchi panic inexplicably, as if he had just done something bad.
"General Ann." Mo gently put his arms around An Shuangchi's neck, trying to bring his face close to his own, An Shuangchi swallowed his saliva and watched Mo Qing's movements in disbelief.
Finally, Mo gently pulled An Shuangchi to his eyes, Mo gently attached it to his ear, and said softly: "Stinky man." ”
Mo gently spewed out a slight smell of wine, which made people intoxicated.
After speaking, before An Shuangchi could react, Mo Qing's soft lips were deeply imprinted on An Shuangchi's lips.
"Gentle, are you serious?" An Shuangchi raised her eyes to look at the little woman in front of her, her eyes were confused, but the strength in her hand was still there, and she took advantage of An Shuangchi's suspicion to attach her lips to his lips.
An Shuangchi's eyes widened, and he didn't understand what Mo Qingrou was doing tonight, but soon his thoughts were carried away by Mo Qingrou, Mo Qingrou's lips were cold and cold, An Shuangchi liked this feeling very much, so he deepened the kiss again.
The feeling of a hangover is a headache, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, and Mo wakes up softly and this is the feeling, "It hurts to death." ”
Mo sat on the bed gently, rubbing her head painfully, and the maid who was waiting for her walked in with a bowl of sobering soup: "Miss Mo, this is the sobering soup that General An ordered the slave maid to make, drink it quickly!" ”
Ann Frost Late? How could he be so kind? Isn't there some kind of poison here?
She looked at the maid in front of her suspiciously, "Miss Mo, this is what General An ordered early in the morning." ”
After drinking the sobering soup, Mo Qingrou didn't have much appetite to eat, so he simply lay on the bed and continued to sleep.
When she learned that Mo Qingrou continued to sleep, An Shuang didn't react much, as if it was the weather today.
Zhang Liangyu woke up after a hangover, looking at the room in a daze, he didn't even remember how he got back to the room, he still sat on the bed and tried to remember.
This is Xu Meijiao walking in with a bowl of decanting soup, and saw Zhang Liangyu sitting on the edge of the bed, with a bright smile, and said softly to Zhang Liangyu: "Liangyu, this is the decanting soup I made for you, you drink it quickly, it won't hurt if you drink it." ”
Zhang Liangyu didn't know how Xu Meijiao learned that he was drinking, he remembered that he drank wine with Mo Qingrou, could it be that Xu Meijiao met him? She helped him back?
took the sobering soup in Xu Meijiao's hand, and after drinking it, Zhang Liangyu thanked Xu Meijiao.
"Liangyu, what else do you and I have to talk about? We can't be husband and wife, but we can still be friends! ”
Hearing Xu Meijiao say this, Zhang Liangyu relieved his heart slightly, otherwise he really didn't know how to face Xu Meijiao.
"If only you could think like that."
Xu Meijiao nodded, and a sinister smile appeared on the corner of her mouth when Zhang Liangyu was not paying attention.
An Shuangchi and the dark guards continued to discuss the things that had not been discussed yesterday.
"The emperor is going to kill the killer now, and General Ben has to guard against it, so General Ben decided to cheat to death!" This is the result of his thinking all night, and Mo Qing's assist is indispensable.
"Master, have you thought about it?" Dark Night couldn't believe looking at An Shuangchi, how could things take a turn for the better after one night?
Sooner or later, An Shuang had already guessed the look of the secret guards, so he said: "You don't need to panic, this is what General Ben has decided a long time ago, but now it is in advance." ”
An Shuangchi's eyes softened now just by thinking of the woman who could make him change his mind.
When the guards saw their master like this, they knew that his master's mind could not be changed.
They have no choice but to obey as subordinates.
Mo Qingrou slept until noon again, and after waking up and having a meal, he went to the garden for a stroll, as if it was to eliminate food.
But when she walked into the garden, she found that An Shuangchi and Zhang Liangyu were also there, and she wanted to turn around and leave when she saw An Shuangchi, but she was still seen by An Shuangchi's sharp eyes.
"Gently." An Shuangchi called her softly.
"General An, it's such a coincidence that you're here." Mo walked over to them gently.
"Unfortunately, I'm waiting for you right here."
Waiting for her? Mo looked at An Shuangchi suspiciously, and An Shuangchi said slowly: "I heard Vice General Zhang say, you drank here again last night?" ”
"yes, what's wrong? Does General Mo Fei'an even have to drink alcohol? ”
"That's not it, it's just gentle, you have a problem with drinking too much, do you know?" An Shuangchi looked at Mo Qingrou with interest.
Mo Qingrou was even more puzzled, what was wrong with her being drunk? How did she not know?
An Shuangchi looked at her ignorant appearance and couldn't help laughing.