Her eyes flashed, and Ning Xiyue smiled faintly: "The request of the Seventh Prince, the Eighth Prince will definitely not refuse, in this way, how do you compare?" ”

Surprised that Ning Xiyue would actually help herself, Feng Ling softened his face: "One person has a cup, whoever falls first will lose, and the losing side must unconditionally agree to win a condition for that side." ”

Either this Miss Ning family is big-chested and brainless, or she helps herself because of Feng Yici, but no matter what, as long as she is dealing with Feng Huayin, it is the best.

"It's easy!"

Ning Xiyue stood up and smiled faintly: "Fourth Prince, you come to help the Seventh Prince pour wine, and I will help the Eighth Lord pour wine to see which of them will win." ”

Feng Jun was surprised that Ning Xiyue would say such a thing, but after thinking about it carefully, Ning Xiyue was so smart that she would definitely not mess around, and she must have her reasons for doing so.

Thinking like this, Feng Jun also nodded.

The two of them poured wine for Feng Huayin and Feng Ling, and Feng Ling drank it all, and his face was not abnormal.

Ning Xiyue looked sideways at Feng Hua Yin's angular handsome face, and smiled faintly: "Eighth Prince, drink quickly!" ”

Feng Hua Yin Han's eyebrows furrowed almost invisibly, and he reached out and picked up the wine bowl.

The corners of Ning Xiyue's lips hooked slightly, and when everyone's eyes were focused on the wine bowl in Feng Huayin's hand, her fingertips moved lightly, and she inserted the silver needle into the man's back accurately and quickly.

With a pain in his back, Feng Huayin drank it in one gulp without changing his face.

Sure enough, as Feng Ling said before, when the wine was swallowed, he only felt that everything he passed was scorching.

"The eighth prince really has a good amount of wine, let's continue."

Feng Ling smiled coldly and drank the wine in his cup again.

Ning Xiyue poured the wine again, and smiled faintly: "Eighth Prince, please!" ”

Feng Huayin nodded, while drinking, Ning Xiyue took the opportunity to insert a silver needle into Feng Huayin's stomach, and sighed secretly Feng Huayin's concentration is good, it's all like this, but he didn't frown.

In this way, Feng Ling drank a cup, Feng Huayin drank a cup, Ning Xiyue took the time to make up for the needle, and in a flash, an hour passed, and most of the wine in the jar was also drunk by two people.

"This ...... How is this possible? ”

Looking at Feng Huayin, whose face did not change, Feng Ling's red face was extremely embarrassed.

He drank for two years to practice such a large amount of alcohol, but Feng Huayin drank so much that he didn't have anything to do, how could this be possible?

Feng Ling couldn't believe that he couldn't even drink as well as Feng Huayin.

"Isn't it possible for the Seventh Prince?" Feng Huayin picked up the wine glass and sniffed it lightly: "Your border wine is really good, come and pour it for His Royal Highness the Prince." ”

"Yes."

Zhang Wei responded, and neatly filled Feng Yici with wine.

Feng Yici glanced at Feng Ling, who was full of fire, and then at Feng Huayin, who was as pale as usual, and frowned fiercely.

The same jar of wine, why did the two react completely differently?

Out of curiosity, Feng Yici tasted the wine in the glass shallowly, and in an instant, Junyi's face changed greatly: "It's so spicy!" ”

That kind of spicy heartburn makes people inexplicable, in short, it is really uncomfortable.

I just took a sip and couldn't bear it, why didn't Feng Huayin's face change? Or even say that the wine is delicious? It's just so weird.

At this moment, the subordinate on the side suddenly shouted, and when he looked at it again, it turned out that Feng Ling couldn't stand the heartburn wine, and the whole person had already fallen to the ground.

"Ah, how did this man become like this?"

Feng Jun pretended to be shocked, and immediately said: "What are you still doing in a daze, why don't you go and help your master to rest." ”

"Wait!"

Ning Xiyue frowned slightly, and said softly: "Didn't you say that you had made a bet, this condition has not been said yet, why do you want to leave?" ”

This Feng Ling has not been at ease from beginning to end, whether it is in his previous life or in this life.

Feng Jun frowned and looked at Feng Huayin.

You must know that no matter what Feng Huayin says, this is the most offensive, if you don't say it with kindness, I'm afraid it won't be good, and Feng Ling won't accept this kindness.

"Wait until he wakes up."

Feng Huayin's face was expressionless, what a person like Feng Ling couldn't stand the most was the mercy and forgiveness of others, and he couldn't stand his own forgiveness, which made him even more uncomfortable than killing him.

Feng Jun waved his hand, and immediately someone took Feng Jun down.

Feng Huayin's eyes moved slightly, looking at Feng Yici, his mellow voice was comparable to fine wine: "His Royal Highness the Prince, let's drink!" ”

Feng Yici, who had just been 'heartburn', had an instantly embarrassed face: "Eighth Prince, drink it yourself, His Royal Highness still has a lot of things to deal with, so let's go first." ”

Feng Yici really couldn't stand the feeling of burning to the extreme, and he didn't even care about Ning Xiyue, so he hurriedly ran out.

"This ......" Feng Yuxuan hurriedly followed.

Feng Jun saw that all the people were gone, so he carefully closed the door, hurriedly ran to Feng Huayin's side, and asked, "You don't even have a heartburn?" ”

Looking at Feng Yici's appearance, you know that this wine is not simple, but why does Feng Huayin not feel it at all? It's just so weird.

Feng Huayin looked sideways, and his voice was hoarse: "Yue'er, you are really amazing." ”

"Zhang Wei."

Ning Xiyue looked at Zhang Wei and said softly: "Help your prince to go to the toilet and use internal force to suck out the silver needles in his body." ”

Zhang Wei blinked, do you want to go to the thatched house? What kind of trick did Miss Ning use!

"The king will go by himself." After speaking, Feng Huayin walked out expressionlessly.

Ning Xiyue secretly snickered: "The Eighth Prince still wants to save face. ”

"Miss Ning, you are really amazing." Feng Jun secretly gave a thumbs up: "By the way, I didn't even see when you made your move, it's really a god." ”

"It's just a little trick, I still have to check the accounts, and the fourth prince will slowly enjoy this wine."

Hooking the corners of her lips meaninglessly, Ning Xiyue turned around and left.

Looking at the jar of wine on the table, Feng Jun pulled the corners of his mouth: "Zhang Wei, wait a minute, send this wine to Lao Qi, after all, this heartburn wine is still relatively warm." ”

"Yes, Fourth Prince."

Zhang Wei nodded, secretly thinking, who did Feng Jun learn from, and he actually became black.

Don't think about it, when the seventh prince sees this wine, maybe his face will turn into pig liver.

Ning Xiyue checked the account books in the restaurant until it was dark, looking at the pile of fake account books, Ning Xiyue sneered: "Shopkeeper Li, are you old this year?" ”

"Miss Huining, old man, I am sixty years old this year, and I can be regarded as a famous old accountant in the capital." Shopkeeper Li smiled, very proud.

This restaurant has been thanks to itself for so many years, otherwise how could there be such a good business?

"Oh, they're all sixty, and it's not small." Ning Xiyue nodded, and her voice changed in vain: "But your ability to make fake accounts is really not small!" ”

In one sentence, the smug smile on the corner of Shopkeeper Li's mouth instantly cooled, and panic flashed quickly in his cloudy eyes.

Why did Miss Ning say such a thing, could it be seen that there was something wrong with this ledger?

No, no, no, I have been helping Aunt Lu make fake accounts for so many years, how can I be easily seen by others? It's absolutely impossible.