After a glass of wine, Zhao Wuwu felt that her internal organs were burning like fire, and her breathing became slightly short.

The emperor looked at Zhao Wuwu beside him through a hazy sense of wine, "Zhao Aiqing, what's wrong?" ”

Zhao Wuwu smiled reluctantly, and his words were a little weak, "If you go back to the emperor, you're just a little drunk." ”

On the side, the queen smiled a little ambiguously, "Your Majesty, you look at Lord Zhao, you can be said to be conscientious and conscientious in the court, and you can take the lead alone." But when it comes to this banquet, why can't you bear a glass of wine? Your Majesty, this Lord Zhao must be prevaricating and refusing to drink. ”

"What the queen mother said, how dare Weichen shirk the emperor, Weichen is really-" Zhao Wuwu took a deep breath, looked at the glass of wine handed by the queen mother, and his eyes were slightly cold.

The queen smiled, "The emperor gave Lord Zhao a glass of wine, and the palace should also give Lord Zhao a glass." Lord Zhao, are you willing to appreciate your face? ”

In front of the emperor, Zhao Wuwu kept coughing, his cheeks flushed with a strange flush, and he immediately picked up the cup, "The minister is the emperor's courtier, and the queen's mother is the mother of the country, and the minister should be the first to do it." ”

In fact, the emperor was still a little hesitant about this glass of wine. After all, Zhao Wuwu coughed so badly, and his face was really not good.

Zhao Wuwu drank all the wine in the cup in front of the emperor, and the emperor's face was not very good, so he turned his head and glanced at the queen fiercely. The queen really didn't expect that Zhao Wuwu would be so happy, didn't she shirk it?

After thinking about it, he knew that it was a lesson that Zhao Wuwu had taught him.

Just look at the emperor's eyes and understand that the emperor is angry with him at the moment. The harem is not allowed to interfere in politics, although she is the queen, but in front of the emperor, it is inevitable to treat the emperor's favorite ministers like this......

"What does Zhao Aiqing think?" The emperor was comforted.

Zhao Wuwu waved his hand, his face was very red and white, "The minister is fine, the emperor can rest assured." There was a shiver on his body, and a thin sweat oozed from his back.

As soon as the wind blew, the strength of the wine followed.

Mu Baili stepped forward unhurriedly, standing in front of Zhao Wuwu with a long body like jade.

Zhao Wuwu looked up at him, to be exact, staring at the cup in his hand. Mu Baili must have bad intentions, so at this moment, he will only fall into the well, instead of helping.

"Your Majesty, Lord Zhao and his ministers are in Yunhua Prefecture, and they are in the same boat to control the plague, and the ministers have not been able to drink with Lord Zhao. Now taking advantage of the emperor's presence, the minister thinks about the gossip outside, saying that the minister and Lord Zhao are not on good terms, and the minister - a cup of respect to Lord Zhao, to scatter the gossip outside, to name the name, I don't know what the emperor thinks? "Mu Baili was respectful.

The emperor nodded, "That's-" Looking back at Zhao Wuwu, "What does Zhao Aiqing think?" ”

Zhao Wuwu struggled to stand up and slowly stood up. The wine that men drink is used to being strong and mellow, so she never touches it, and only drinks pear blossom wine made by Yunzheng. However, now that I have two glasses of wine, I am afraid that I will be a little unbearable.

And now, she's crumbling.

Zhao Wuwu took a deep breath, and when he picked up the cup, he smiled so coldly, "Since it is the good intentions of the Chitose Lord, how can I not know what to do." Her cheeks were a charming crimson, but her lips were a little pale, and her eyes were cold.

Raising his head and drinking all the wine in the cup, Zhao Wuwu only felt that the world was spinning for a while, and he immediately sat back in his seat.

The emperor hurriedly helped Zhao Wuwu, "Zhao Aiqing is okay, right?" ”

Zhao Wuwu shook his head, the things in front of him were a little floating, but his reason was still clear, but he felt that his body was a little disobedient. This is probably because of drunkenness, and she has never really drunk once in her life. The taste of being half-smoked and half-drunk is not uncomfortable, but it is a little trance-like.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Zhao Wuwu hurriedly withdrew his hand and bowed.

The emperor was slightly stunned, why is this Zhao Wuwu's hand so soft? The cold touch is even more comfortable than the hands of those concubines in the harem. By the glimmer of light, by the strength of the wine, the emperor squinted his eyes and looked carefully.

I don't know if I don't know it, but when I look at it, I realize how much I ignore the beautiful scenery around me.

A pair of hands are as smooth as clotted fat, white as mutton fat and white jade.

Zhao Wuwu held his forehead, Xu was really drunk, and he was just sleepy. She ignored everyone and sat beside the emperor with her eyes closed. The noise in her ears was incessant, and the noise made her feel a little painful. She frowned and closed her eyes, her abdomen was burning, and she only felt that her whole body was soft, as if there were some clouds and fog.

The wind blew the wine into her head, and she rubbed her eyebrows and didn't speak.

Mu Baili sat back in his place, his bony hands, holding the cup lightly, and squinting at the drunken woman. In the clear light, the woman in plain clothes held her forehead with one hand, and her face was white and red.

The hands, which are as white as congealed fat, are actually glowing with a clear color in the faint light, which is particularly delicate and beautiful.

He casually hooked his lips and sipped the wine in his glass. But when he touched the emperor's eyes, his heart was inexplicably suffocated, and he suddenly clenched the cup in his hand. After thinking about it, Mu Baili glanced at Lu Guoan, and Lu Guoan immediately retreated.

Lu Guoan is not a fool, he has been staring at Lord Zhao, does he still need to guess this thought?

After a while, singing and dancing began.

In the ear, it is an exotic song, revealing a fast rhythm.

Zhao Wuwu reluctantly raised his head, this tone was not like what Daye Palace should have. Such a timbre is like the joy and glamour that the Fengyue place should have. The vision was a little blurry, Zhao Wuwu squinted his eyes, and finally saw the singer in a red dance costume on the dance floor.

The dancing queen danced, and the red dance costumes swayed in the wind. This dance music is not owned by Daye Palace, and this woman is not a person from Daye. The light veil masks, and the deep eyes can still be seen, which is not like the Central Plains.

Zhao Wuwu shook his head, and in his blurred vision, he vaguely felt that this person was a bit alike, like-Xuelan?

She had never seen Xue Lan dance, but she had several relationships with Xue Lan, so the woman in front of her looked very much like Xue Lan in terms of posture and figure. But after thinking about it, this Xuelan is Mu Baili's favorite, how could she let her show up in front of the emperor?

The emperor's thoughts about Xue Lan, even if Zhao Wuwu thought about it with his toes, he could come up with a rough idea.

The sound of this bamboo orchestra made Zhao Wuwu's brain hurt even more. Bowing down and saluting the emperor, Zhao Wuwu's breath was dying, "Your Majesty, the minister is too strong to drink, and his body is unwell, so he will retire for the time being." ”

The emperor's mind had already shifted from Zhao Wuwu's hand to the woman on the stage, and he immediately approved Zhao Wuwu, "Go, rest well!" ”

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Zhao Wuwu struggled to stand up.

Xi Mo's position was low, and he couldn't enter the imperial garden to serve, so Zhao Wuwu had to go out by himself. Staggering, she felt weak even when she walked. finally walked out of everyone's sight, and a stumbling man had already fallen to the ground.

The ground was cold, but she really didn't have the strength to get up.

If you know you want to drink, you should exercise to increase your alcohol consumption. However, this uncompetitive body really doesn't dare to drink. She simply sat on the ground, her hands propped on the ground, her head down. She felt that her breath was hot, and for a moment, it was as if her body was also on fire. But when the wind blew, she shivered with cold.

Suddenly, a warm sensation came from her back, followed by a coat that covered her from top to bottom.

Zhao Wuwu reluctantly turned his head to look at the person behind him, but before she could see clearly, his body had been picked up. She was frightened at the moment, but all the voices were stuck in her throat, and she couldn't shout.

Ruyu's arms were not as cold as usual, she wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned weakly in his arms.

The slightly hot forehead was casually attached to his neck. The aorta in his neck throbbed uncontrollably, and he suddenly bowed his head to the woman in his arms. The drunken cheeks are not as pale as they are in the daytime, but have a charming crimson purple. Her lips were slightly swollen, probably because she was drunk for the first time, and she hadn't fully woken up from her drunken state.

The slight drunkenness of pear blossom brewing is self-sustaining.

But the strong wine that this man drank, the palace wine, was not something she could hold onto.

No, this woman who didn't know whether to live or die held his face and stared at him like a monster, and she didn't make a sound for most of the day.

"See what?" He carried her into the uninhabited side hall, and Lu Guoan had already sent someone to guard outside, so as not to teach people to see it and cause trouble.

Gently put Zhao Wuwu on the soft couch, Mu Baili looked at her helplessly, "Lord Zhao's alcohol consumption is really not good." ”

Zhao Wuwu grabbed his shirt suddenly, "You make it clear, why can't I?" ”

He frowned, "Let it go." ”

She exhaled the smell of wine from her mouth and pounced directly on his face, "Mu Baili, don't think that if I'm drunk, I won't recognize you, let you do whatever you want." I tell you, even if I'm drunk, I will recognize your face, and you won't want to hide it from me. ”

He was helpless, his eyes were cold, "When will this seat hide it from you?" You rest for a while, and someone will send you sobering soup later, and you dare to be reckless if you don't know how to drink, why don't you drink to death? ”

When the voice fell, she suddenly tilted her head, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Mu Baili's body stiffened on the spot, he just said it casually, and he really didn't want her to die. Immediately lifted her up and hugged her in his arms, "What's the matter?" Zhao Wuwu, don't make trouble. ”

Spit out a mouthful of blood, which can be regarded as squirting out the stuffiness in his chest, Zhao Wuwu felt a lot more relaxed. Leaning gently and softly in Mu Baili's arms, Zhao Wuwu could feel the warmth coming from his back, and something slowly poured into his body.

Maybe it was his internal strength, she remembered the last time.

"Mu Baili, if I die, are you satisfied?" She asked, closing her eyes.

Mu Baili looked cold, watching the blood on her face fade, and at this moment she had returned to her usual white as paper, "There is a lot of nonsense. ”

She smiled a little coldly, and when she looked at him, her eyes were inexplicably red, "Are you afraid that if I die, you will never be able to take out the Gu in my body and use it for you?" Heh—then it's better to die! Everyone broke up, and no one thought about it. ”

"Zhao Wuwu!" He let out a low cry.

She closed her eyes, "Zhao Wuwu has long been dead. ”

"Are you better?" He asked.

She still said, "I'm not Zhao Wuwu, Zhao Wuwu - I'm dead a long time ago." ”

The voice became more and more vain, and finally calmed down.

He looked at Zhao Wuwu, who was sleeping deeply, let out a long breath, and hugged her tightly in his arms.