Yan Ziyue prepared a lot of things, and Jin Buchang began to instruct Ling Que and asked people to dress her up well, plus the costumes were the same, from a distance, there were already seven or eight points similar to Yan Ziyue.

Jin Buchang was still a little timid, and looked for Yan Ziyue and said, "Just the two of us?" Will it work? I'm afraid I won't be able to get drunk with the God of Wealth."

"Then you say, who else are you looking for"?

"O Anlu, them."

"Can they say yes"?

"Don't tell them our plans, just drink".

"Let's try it", Yan Ziyue nodded and said, "Then you go find them."

Jin Buchang showed a helpless expression and turned around.

Xiao Yan was bored and insisted on a glass cup shaking, containing some mellow red wine from time to time to impact the wall of the cup, leaving a red mark, but thinking about Yan Ziyue in his mind, those people during the day looked at the clothes and ornaments and knew that they must be out of the house of the powerful, and acquaintance with them means that Yue's identity should also be the prince and grandson noble, but he doesn't know about Huofeng's court, and he can't verify Yue's identity, maybe he can start from them.

Yan Ziyue knocked on the door and said, "Yan, are you there, I'll come in."

When Xiao Yan heard this, he immediately put down the wine glass in his hand, walked over and opened the door, only to see that it was not only Yan Ziyue alone, but a group, Lei Yunting and An Lu, they were actually among them.

Xiao Yan saw them come in one by one with food plates, spread the whole round table, and finally Jin Buchang put the cauldron in the middle, and under the pot was a stove, in which fiery red coals were burning.

"The bottom of the braised beef brisket, I've been stewing for two hours, it's delicious enough", Yan Ziyue opened the pot, and a strong fragrance came to her nose, making people's mouths water.

"Yan, come and sit", Yan Ziyue looked at Xiao Yan and said.

Xiao Yan walked over slowly, glancing at Jin Buchang and An Lu.

"Fire, celebrate, of course, the more people there are, the happier they are, so I invite everyone to come along, you won't object, right?"

Xiao Yan's narrow eyes flashed, he didn't say anything, walked over and sat down close to Yan Ziyue, while the thunder cloud on the other side glared at Xiao Yan, but was completely ignored by Xiao Yan.

Yan Ziyue watched the pot boiling, so she poured the dishes into it one by one, covered the pot, and said with a smile: "We have to wait for a while, how about we have a cup first?"

Xiao Yan poured a glass of red wine for Yan Ziyue, and the others drank all white wine.

Yan Ziyue looked at Xiao Yan, and when she saw that he looked like thin ice, she didn't say anything, stood up straight and said: "I wish Huaminglou a prosperous business, I wish us good health, all the best, cheers", and raised the wine high as she spoke.

Everyone was stunned, looked at each other, and all got up and raised their glasses.

Seeing this, Yan Ziyue touched the cup with everyone and said, "Cheers", and drank it all after speaking.

Everyone was stunned again, drew gourds in the same way, touched glasses with each other, and dried.

"Again... Again, how can one cup be enough, how can you have three glasses at the beginning", Yan Ziyue said, and naturally stretched out the wine glass in front of Xiao Yan and asked him to pour wine.

Xiao Yan looked at Yan Ziyue's happy appearance, the corners of his mouth raised, and poured it for her, but he didn't pour it full, only half a cup, but gave himself a full cup.

Yan Ziyue saw it and smiled slightly, knowing that Xiao Yan was afraid that he would get drunk, and those who didn't know thought he was stingy.

After three glasses of wine, the hot pot was also opened, Yan Ziyue opened the lid and fanned it with her hand, the aroma was overflowing, the soup noodles were green, white, red and yellow, and swallowed saliva.

"Let's start", Yan Ziyue picked up the chopsticks and said, as soon as the words fell, the naked eye could not reach it, and the pot was already half full. The bowls were full of people, and they devoured their food, and they didn't pay any attention to etiquette and image at all.

The corners of Yan Ziyue's eyes twitched, her face was speechless, she looked at Xiao Yan on the side, she was drinking wine, and she didn't even take chopsticks.

Yan Ziyue first sandwiched a few pieces of beef brisket and green vegetables and handed them to Xiao Yan and said, "Come, try it."

Xiao Yan looked at Yan Ziyue, put down the wine glass, took it, picked up a piece of beef brisket with chopsticks and put it in his mouth, closed his eyes and chewed it a few times, his face showed a hint of joy, and he took another piece and ate it.

Seeing this, Yan Ziyue knew that Xiao Yan still liked it, so she turned around and prepared to use a spoon to fish out a few more pieces, but found that the pot had bottomed out, and she only barely fished out a few pieces.

Yan Ziyue put the last few pieces of beef into Xiao Yan's bowl, looked at Jin Buchang and said, "Jin Buchang, you go, bring the bottom of another mushroom stewed chicken pot on the stove."

"Okay...", Jin Bu got up, An Lu also put down the dishes and chopsticks, got up and said, "I'll go with you."

After a while, Jin Bu came back, took the pot on the table, replaced it with another pot, and as soon as it was opened, everyone was crazy again. Seeing this, Yan Ziyue hurriedly joined in the snatching, and then grabbed a bowl of chicken nuggets, sandwiched a piece and put it in his mouth to eat, it was really delicious, tender, and juicy.

Xiao Yan looked at Yan Ziyue with a look of enjoyment, and her mood improved.

Yan Ziyue noticed Xiao Yan's eyes, quickly swallowed it, grinned, and gave all the chicken pieces and mushrooms in the bowl to Xiao Yan and said, "You taste it, it's delicious."

Xiao Yan took a piece and put it in his mouth, it was really delicious, the meat was tender, the juice was rich, the entrance was fragrant, and the face was pleasant.

Yan Ziyue looked at the two pots that were already empty, and there was not even soup residue left, and smiled helplessly.

"You did it"? Xiao Yan left a few pieces in the bowl and handed them to Yan Ziyuedao.

"What do you think"? Yan Ziyue took the bowl, sandwiched a piece and ate it.

Xiao Yan looked at Yan Ziyue and smiled: "You can actually do this, your craftsmanship is still so good"?

Yan Ziyue pouted, chewed on the chicken nuggets, and thought: "How could I not, in my original memory, I have always cooked and eaten by myself."

"I testify, I saw Yue Gongzi do it with my own eyes, and even the chicken was killed by her", Jin Buchang Jinpa wiped his mouth and said.

Xiao Yan dragged Yan Ziyue's hand with chopsticks, spread out his palm, the skin was fine and tender, small and soft, and said, "But you don't look like someone who often does this."

"Do you have to cook well, do you have to do it often? I'm a genius, can't I?"

Xiao Yan felt that this was unreasonable, but it was irrefutable, after all, it was indeed her hand, and she really didn't see the accumulation of labor at all. Xiao Yan felt more and more that there were many mysteries on her body, which was intriguing.

Yan Ziyue glanced at everyone, they were all full, but they didn't drink much wine, so they gave Jin Bu a look.

Jin Bu changed his mind, and hurriedly raised his glass and said: "Today, Hua Minglou became famous in one fell swoop, thanks to your great help, come, I respect you", said and did it.

Seeing this, the others looked at Xiao Yan, and when they saw that he had no objection, they raised their glasses and drank them.

Jin Buchang saw the situation, and lifted three cups in one go, everyone responded, and Xiao Yan did not refuse.

Yan Ziyue persuaded the wine intentionally or unintentionally, and Xiao Yan had obviously seen it, but he still pretended not to know, and drank it cup after cup.

Everyone was almost drunk, Xiao Yan was a little drunk, Jin Buchang directly pretended to drink down, and Yan Ziyue really didn't feel very drunk, and on the table, it was An Lu who was still sober.

"It's getting late, An Lu, don't you send the money back", Yan Ziyue said and got up, pulled Lei Yunting and said, "Yunting, get up, go back to the room."

Xiao Yan grabbed Yan Ziyue's hand and said, "Stay with me."

Yan Ziyue pinched herself hard to sober herself, lowered her head and said softly in Xiao Yan's ear: "Okay... I'll send Yunting back first, change my clothes, and then come over to accompany you."

Xiao Yan didn't mean to let go, as if he didn't believe Yan Ziyue's words.

Yan Ziyue had no choice but to hold Xiao Yan's face with both hands, leaned closer and said gently: "Be good, wait for me, I'll be back in a while, okay?"

Xiao Yan was the least resistant to Yan Ziyue's gentleness, like a good child, nodded in agreement and let go.

Everyone dispersed, and when Yan Ziyue sent Lei Yunting back to the room, she happened to meet Steward Luo, so she handed Lei Yunting to him and went back to the room by herself.

After Jin Bu returned to his residence, he sent someone to inform Ling Que and asked her to send a bowl of decanting soup to the ninth floor.

An Lu packed up everything, then retreated and stood guard outside the door. After a while, it seemed that Yan Ziyue came up with a bowl of sobering soup, and after approaching, An Lu nodded and called: "Yue Gongzi", but when he saw that the other party bowed his head and was silent, he pushed the door in, so he didn't care and let her in.

Ling Que put the decanting soup on the table, walked lightly to the bed, and saw Xiao Yan lying on his back, his face was slightly red, and it was even more charming. Ling Que gently put Xiao Yan's leg back on the bed, and pulled the thin quilt to cover him, but saw Xiao Yan suddenly blink, grabbed his thin waist with one hand, and pressed himself on the bed.

"Month... You really didn't lie to me this time", Xiao Yan's eyes were confused, affectionate, he looked at the person under him, and attached a kiss. Xiao Yan kissed for a while, raised his head, shook his head, kissed again, buried his head in Ling Que's chest, and rubbed it for a while, causing the hearts of the people under him to tremble and moan ambiguously.

Xiao Yan sneered, his eyes were full of anger, he turned over and got out of bed, grabbed Ling Que's neck, picked her up, and said coldly: "Who asked you to come, who made you dress up like this, say"?

When An Lu heard the sound, he opened the door and broke in, and saw that Xiao Yan was pinching Yan Ziyue in flames, so he stepped forward and said, "Lord... Moon Boy he...".

"She's not", Xiao Yan's eyes narrowed, increasing the strength in his hand.

"Lord...", how An Lu looked at the person in front of him looked like the moon boy, but Xiao Yan just said no, but he was afraid that Xiao Yan would not be enchanted again, so he spoke out to stop him: "Lord, don't you let her go first, she will die like this."

Xiao Yan turned his head to look at An Lu and said, "Do you know who she is"?

"Lord... Isn't she the son of the moon?" An Lu was really a little confused, but he thought of the Lord who didn't want to hurt Yue Gongzi even if he was enchanted before, what was going on this time.

Owl Flame threw Ling Que out, dodged out of the room, and went downstairs.

Yan Ziyue spread out her long hair, combing her long hair in front of the makeup mirror, just thinking that after tonight, will Xiao Yan no longer haunt herself, and her heart is beautiful, the door was slammed open by someone, and she didn't hurry to look back, Xiao Yan had already come to him.

Yan Ziyue put down the comb in her hand, slowly stood up, looked at Xiao Yan's angry face, and smiled awkwardly.

"Your idea"? Xiao Yan asked.

"Ahh I... I...", Yan Ziyue felt that she was now explaining that there was a bit of silver here.

"No one can replace you", Xiao Yan approached Yan Ziyue step by step, forced her into a corner, clamped her jaw with one hand, punishing kisses, pried open the teeth, invaded and rolled up her little tongue, sweeping and plundering.

Yan Ziyue felt pain in her jaw, and pushed away Xiao Yan with both hands, which annoyed him even more, causing him to act even more frantically, grabbing his neckline with one hand and tearing it apart vigorously.