After the emperor's impassioned speech, the dinner finally began.

It's just that Zhong Qinghe really didn't prepare for the dinner at all, and drank too much.

The reason is very simple, the emperor raises a glass, and everyone has to drink it; The queen respects the emperor, and everyone has to drink with him; After the eldest princess respects the emperor, everyone has to drink with her; After the king of Dingxi paid tribute to the emperor, everyone had to drink ......

In short, as long as it is a toast, you have to drink it along, Zhong Qinghe didn't notice it at first, but he was full of cheers, cheers, and when he woke up later and saw that others were taking small sips, he realized how stupid he was.

Sneaking a glance at Wei Jingyang and seeing that he had made the same mistake as himself, Zhong Qinghe felt a little better.

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