The furnishings in the house are simple and restrained, and there is no luxurious display.

A low wooden table was placed in the center, with a charcoal pot and various ingredients, as well as several jars of wine.

Zhao Chen fell crookedly on the edge of the table, holding his head with one hand, staring at Meng Yong, who was making a hot pot in an orderly manner, and suddenly some thoughts came out disobediently.

If you really marry this man back... It seems to be good, he can take care of people, he can draw, and he can sing songs-

She slammed her head, and the clutter dissipated instantly.

"What's wrong?" Meng Yong looked over.

She shook her head and didn't speak, secretly blaming herself for being deluded, and warned herself that there are thousands of men in the world, but she can't be confused about this white bone spirit.

As soon as the hot soup pot was opened, she couldn't help but sit up.

"This wine is no worse than Qi Huang Tears, you can taste it." Meng Yong patted the sealing clay on the wine jar and handed it to her.

The aroma is extremely intense and fills the air instantly.

Zhao Chen stiffened imperceptibly, and quickly returned to normal, picked it up and poured a big mouthful.

It is spicy and burning, like a piece of hot coals falling into the throat.

"It's good wine." She lowered her head as if she was being rushed by the strength of the wine, and her voice was slightly hoarse.

"This is the strongest wine in Mobei, and it has long been out of production, and these jars are still obtained by chance." Meng Yong took a sip with her, and said, "You used Emperor Qi's tears to entertain you last time, and this time it will be regarded as a return to you." ”

She surprisingly didn't have a poor mouth, she just held the wine jar tightly and drank it one after another.

The liquor burns her heart, but she doesn't want to miss it.

Mobei's spirits, she hasn't tasted them in twelve years-

The wind and sand of the vast desert could not hide the men's hearty laughter, and a jar of clear wine syrup exuded an attractive fragrance.

She grabbed the corner of the table and swallowed her saliva.

Seeing this, the man at the top laughed loudly, picked her up with one hand, poured wine to her lips with the other, and said, "Drink!" Remember the taste, it's our honor—"

The fireworks suddenly rose and bloomed in the night sky, and the bright light erased the memories under Zhao Chen's eyes.

She turned her head to look out the window, and the fireworks were bursting one after another, which was both natural and moving.

"Come on." Meng Yong stood up and grabbed her, bypassed the screen in the room, and pushed open the door behind the screen.

The small open-air platform stretched out, and Meng Yong led her to the railing, but her hand never let go, only quietly accompanied her to watch the fireworks in front of her.

Colorful and magnificent.

Zhao Chen stared at the night sky in a daze, and the meaning in his bright eyes was incomprehensible.

After a long time, she suddenly whispered, "Let's go home." ”

Meng Yong glanced at the corner of her eyes for a moment, and only asked for a long time: "Do you want to go home after coming out for so long?" ”

She was stunned for a moment, and her snow-white teeth were all exposed, revealing a big smile.

"Yes, Qin Niang must have made a lot of delicious food, Uncle Zhang won't sleep until we go back, Ah Cai and they probably gambled again——"

The sudden force from her hand interrupted her chatter.

Silence –

"Shi'an, you're really embarrassing..."Meng Yong's hand tightened a little more, staring at the discoloring fireworks and sighing.

Probably after being in the play for too long, she suddenly couldn't tell the truth from the fake.

"What's so hard about it? You shouldn't be wondering how to confess your feelings, right? She calmly hugged Meng Yong's waist and smiled stupidly: "It's acceptable to accept, but there is no negotiation about marriage, you can only marry me..."

He stood still, silent again, with only a shallow breath hovering in her ear.

"You and I are both good men, how can we fly like mandarin ducks?" He paused word by word, "Shi'an, I will do my best to find a good princess for you." ”

Zhao Chen froze for a while, and he couldn't react.

What's going on? Isn't this charming atmosphere and this gorgeous fireworks the most suitable way to confess your heart?

Why did she hear it meant-

She's been kicked!

"Don't worry, there is no best scenery in this world, you are still young, you haven't seen it one by one, you will, you will be obsessed with me." He muttered softly: "When you see someone who is better than me and more popular than me, you will naturally let it go..."

"Leave me by my side to be a strategist, and seek a future, a splendid future, and a real Chang'an for you." His thin chin hurt Zhao Chen's shoulders, and his deep voice was lighter than a feather.

After a moment, he slowly hugged the person in his arms without receiving a response.

"Jiao'er, it's time for us to sing the next one-"

………

When Yingchun pushed the door and walked in, Zhao Chen was eating the soup pot with his head down, and the meat was shabu with chopsticks.

"Your Highness, Mr. Meng said—"

"Come on, let's have some food together." She didn't look up, and gestured vaguely.

Yingchun had to stop talking and sat down to eat and drink with her.

It wasn't until a table of ingredients had entered the stomachs of the two of them that Zhao Chen dropped his chopsticks and was stunned.

"Chun'er, where do you say I'm wrong?" She asked puzzledly: "I'm not bad, I'm still a prince, and I have money and skills, why did he suddenly pick a child?" ”

Yingchun took a while to digest these contents, and thought about it and said, "Probably, probably, Mr. Meng suddenly woke up, and felt that it was not the right way for you to get along with him like this..."

She couldn't get angry, and slapped the table: "Why did he go earlier!" It's not the right way, get out of here sooner! Still talking to me in a fake way for so many days, idle to have fun with me? ”

………

On the other side, Su Yan thought for a while and asked, "Then aren't all our thoughts in vain these days?" You've been welcoming him for so long, and then you're just waiting for him to fall deeper and deeper, why did you suddenly change your plan? ”

"Nothing in vain." Meng Yong said lightly: "Quan should spend time to understand him, after all, there is still a long way to go, and it is good to know yourself and your opponent." ”

"Boss, you're never a makeover." Su Yan's eyes were complicated, "You... Is it soft-hearted? ”

Meng Yong paused at his feet, and then continued to walk forward after a while.

For a long time, he seemed to say to himself: "There is nothing to be soft-hearted, I can still spare my life and unscrupulous means for the sake of big things-"

………

"This one has no conscience!" Zhao Chen held the wine jar with one hand and patted Yingchun's shoulder with the other, "The whole capital knows that I raised an actor and raised his famous actor Meng Yong, but now he pats his ass and doesn't play..."

"What's this called! I was actually kicked by my own raiser! Where do you think I'm going to put my face in the future? ”

She chattered endlessly, as if this was the only way to be considered appropriate and to dispel the doubts in her heart.

"It's easy to do, anyway, outsiders don't know the inside story, you just need to let out the wind and say that you are tired of playing, and you don't want him anymore." Yingchun was numb by this "bad fate", and he didn't forget to see the stitches.

"After you marry a princess, people with a discerning eye must think that you are too fresh..."

Zhao Chen's expression suddenly moved.

The princess –

Meng Yong had also mentioned finding her a princess before.

Could it be that this person persuaded her to join the court and fight for power, and hit the idea on her family affairs?