The tyrant was very grumpy, tilted his head and did not eat, but jumped on the table.

Sun Wunian was answering Li Ruiqing's previous words when he saw a snow-white shadow suddenly appear, and he couldn't help but let out an 'oops' and turned his head sideways to avoid it.

Flicking his tail, the tyrant jumped off the table, fell steadily into Li Ruiqing's arms, climbed into his sleeve, and meekly showed his head.

Its pair of eyes clearly reflected the appearance of everyone present, like a polished bronze mirror.

Chen Zihan saw that he hadn't heated it yet, so he told it to run away, and couldn't help but choke: "Why did you get out of it like this?" It's well-behaved in the left phase. ”

"What a shiny cat." Seeing the tyrant, Sun Wunian also wanted to touch its head, "I've wanted to raise one since I was a child, but unfortunately my mother doesn't like it." ”

Before his hand touched the tyrant's head, he was slapped by the tyrant with his hand. It erected its back in Li Ruiqing's sleeve and said fiercely at him: "Meow! ”

Sun Wunian sneered: "It's so fierce." ”

As he spoke, he quickly reached out and rubbed the tyrant's head, and quickly retracted his hand.

The tyrant didn't have time to react at all, so he had to scream twice, and then went back into Li Ruiqing's sleeve.

Chen Beici was thoughtful, he stared at the tyrant and said with a smile: "It's very sticky." ”

It seems to be more sticky to him than sticky to Zhao Xiangzero.

The smile on Sun Wunian's face stiffened slightly, and he immediately lowered his head to hide it.

"It's always Ruiqing who feeds things." Zhao Xiangling smiled, took out the tyrant who had just been warm from Li Ruiqing's sleeve, and put it in his sleeve, "Sometimes I change the fold and I don't always remember it, so it is closer to Ruiqing." ”

Chen Beici smiled: "If you and Zuo Xiang have a child in the future, won't you have to be closer to Zuo Xiang?" ”

Zhao Xiangling pinched the tyrant's hand for a moment, and the tyrant was dissatisfied, 'meowed' loudly, and bit his tail and spun.

"This ...... What does it have to do with children? Zhao Xiang sneered, holding the restless tyrant down and rubbing the hair on the top of its head.

"Of course it does." Chen Beizi said solemnly, "You and Zuo Xiang are not too young, besides, the Chinese book reminds you that there are many children in the southern country?" ”

Of course, there are a lot, and the ministers who urge her to have an heir can line up from the palace gate to the capital gate, but they are just children...... It's too far.

"Now that you've made up your mind, cut through the mess with a quick sword." Chen Beici said, "The longer things drag on, the easier it is to change, you are not ordinary people, let alone delay, or ......."

"You still think about thinking about Zihan." Zhao Xiangling looked at Chen Zihan Nunu, "As for me and Ruiqing, we have our own plans." ”

When it comes to family affairs, Zhao Xiangling always has displeasure in his heart.

She knew that what Chen Beici said was not unreasonable, and she also knew that he was kind-hearted. But where is it so simple between her and Li Ruiqing?

He is unwilling to commit himself to his face, so he is willing to let him become a harem in the eyes of everyone?

When the time comes, don't talk about his merits, even if he works so hard to sit in the position of the left minister, some people will slander him.

Moreover, as the left minister and the emperor, he could not be so hasty.

It is precisely because she knows the pros and cons too well that even if Li Ruiqing said that she wanted to marry her last time, she didn't take it too seriously.

Because she understands that it's too hard.

The problems to be overcome are not just a few stars, but rivers, lakes and seas.

His words were refuted, but Chen Beici was not annoyed, just looked at Chen Zihan and sighed softly: "My sister, I have never planned to get married, and as an elder brother, I can only rely on her." ”

When Chen Zihan heard this, he was stunned, and said with a smile: "The eldest woman should get married, it is obvious that the second brother is always dragging me, why do you say that I don't want to marry?" ”

"I don't know you yet, brother?" Chen Beici smiled, looking at her eyes full of doting, "I just hope that you can see Your Majesty marry Zuo Xiang, and you can also find a good family wholeheartedly." ”

Chen Zihan hung his head and said with difficulty: "Second brother, what are you talking about, it makes me sad." ”

After speaking, her eyes were slightly red, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

"Alright, come on!" Sun Wunian interjected at the right time, "Look at you one by two, twisting and pinching like a girl here, thinking about your life's events." Did I speak? I didn't even speak! ”

Everyone glanced at him and said in unison: "Do you have anything to say?" ”

Really...... No words.

For Sun Wunian, it would be more appropriate to marry a library pavilion.

"Aren't you here to drink? It's better for you to stir things up. Sun Wunian glanced at the maid behind him, and immediately someone came out from behind the door, put the wine cup and wine glass on the table in turn, and put a few plates of snacks on the table.

Chen Beici helped set up the position and said with a smile: "It's not interesting to eat wine alone like this, it's better for us to give an order, and if you lose, you will be punished with a glass of wine." ”

Zhao Xiangling thought that the people present were all good at the order, if he deliberately lost twice, wouldn't he be able to drink two more sips?

Moreover, if Li Ruiqing blocks himself, he may not seem too petty.

"I think it's good." Zhao Xiangling immediately agreed with both hands, and threw an appreciative look at Chen Beici.

If he hadn't come up with this idea, he might not have thought of it. Chen Beici simply sent a strategy to himself.

Zhao Xiangling agreed, Sun Wunian and Chen Zihan had no opinions, and Li Ruiqing was useless even if he had opinions.

What's more, he did not object.

When the maid brought the wine order, Zhao Xiangling secretly glanced at Li Ruiqing, but the latter still didn't react.

It stands to reason that he must know what he thinks, but why didn't he stop it? Or does he have something else in mind?

After Zhao Xiangling lost the first game, she finally understood what Li Ruiqing was playing.

After pouring a full glass of wine, Zhao Xiangling just wanted to put it to his lips, but he watched Li Ruiqing take it, and smiled at everyone: "A few days ago, Xiang Ling was unwell and should not drink, I will drink this cup for her." ”

Raising his hand, raising his head, and running out of wine, Li Ruiqing's face remained unchanged, and he couldn't tell that he was a three-cup pour at all.

However...... When he said this, wouldn't he even think about getting half a drop of wine? Zhao Xiangling cried and lost his face, feeling that it was boring to be alive.

Chen Beici smiled: "How can you only drink one glass of wine?" Three cups can make amends, no thoughts, quickly, fill him up! ”

Others don't know how much Li Ruiqing drinks, but few of you don't know it, it turns out that Chen Beici's idea is to get Ruiqing drunk.

Realizing this, Zhao Xiangling squinted his eyes and looked at Chen Beici with displeasure.

Her family is Ruiqing, of course, she can only get drunk, Chen Beici or something, she has to stand aside.

Slanting his eyes, Zhao Xiangling glared at Sun Wunian, who had a slightly trembling hand and slapped a hand of wine. He put down the wine cup and said with a smile: "That's it, I can't pour this wine." ”

With Zhao Xiangling's staring posture, he couldn't hold it.

Before Zhao Xiangling could be proud, Li Ruiqing took the wine jug, poured a full wine glass, and drank it all again: "Master Chen's words are reasonable, then I have to pass by three glasses." ”

Three cups? Have you also represented? Zhao Xiangling watched him drink three glasses of wine and couldn't help but worry. This guy was unconscious after only drinking two cups last time, and this time looking at Chen Beici's posture, twenty cups may not let him go.

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