"Yes, Your Highness! Slaves obey!" The little palace maid looked at Wen Nianqing with glowing eyes, and before she could say anything more, Wen Nianqing fell on the table with a bang.

"Your Highness? What's wrong with you? Someone's coming!" The little palace maid was so frightened that she hurriedly put the calligraphy and painting aside to look at Wen Nianqing, and when she saw it, Wen Nianqing was sleeping soundly on the table.

"I fell asleep...... Scared the slave to death...... "The little palace maid breathed a sigh of relief, and lightly withdrew to find someone to help Wen Nianqing back to the inner hall.

———— early the next morning

Wen Nianqing woke up early in the morning from a headache, her hair was unkempt, she held her head and opened the curtain in confusion and asked, "What about people...... What time is it now......"

Xiao Xue came in with a bowl of sobering soup, and she handed the soup to Wen Nianqing, "Your Highness is not in a hurry, it's the time of Yin, let's pack up now and go to Your Majesty to pay a New Year's respect." This is a sobering soup, Your Highness drank a lot yesterday, and now he must have a headache!"

"Hmm...... My head is going to explode, but I'm glad I had your decanting soup. Wen Nianqing nodded pitifully, and then boldly dried up the decanting soup.

Xiao Xue couldn't help laughing when she looked at Wen Nianqing, Wen Nianqing looked at Xiao Xue inexplicably, "What's wrong?" What are you laughing at? Is there anything on Hongu's face? ”

"No, no, no, no, no! Your Highness, you have reminded the slave maid of what you were like last night. When you came back from the palace banquet last night, you just like that, one cup on the left and one on the right, and the one that did it was a pleasure. You don't need to be persuaded by others, you hold the wine jug and don't let go, and the slaves and maids can't grab it if they want to. You hold the wine jug and drink while gesturing, one will hold Sister Mei Yun and let her do one, and the other will hold Sister Lan Ying and let her brew another pot, you were really cute yesterday!"

Xiao Xue imitated Wen Nianqing's actions yesterday as she spoke, Wen Nianqing didn't drink well, and she had no impression of yesterday's events at all. She looked at Xiao Xue's movements in disbelief, and was so frightened that she stumbled, "You...... Are you serious? Hongu really ...... yesterday Such? Wen Nianqing learned from Xiao Xue's appearance and moved her arm.

"That's it! Left and right! Heroic! Your Highness, you don't even know it yourself! You look so handsome when you drink! It's very chivalrous!" Xiao Xue looked at Wen Nianqing with admiration, completely ignoring Wen Nianqing's collapsed look and continued to mend the knife: "You squatted on the stool with your sleeves rolled up yesterday and just drank, and you poured down the four sisters of Meilan Zhuju alone!" Then I wandered to the study to write and draw! You're really good at drinking!"

With Xiao Xue's impassioned explanation and the description of her voice, shape, and appearance, Wen Nianqing's memory is still coming back, although she doesn't remember everything, but she still has a little impression of her going to the study to draw and write yesterday.

Wen Nianqing covered her head in collapse, "This palace is really ...... Roll up your sleeves and ...... Squat...... Squatting on a stool and pouring Meilan bamboo chrysanthemum, they are all wine? You...... Didn't any of you stop the main palace? ”

"Stopped! But your Highness, you don't listen! You raised your glass and persuaded a few sisters, what's the feeling, it's in the wine, I drink it, don't you drink it!'' The feelings are deep, the feelings are shallow, lick it, and the feelings are all in the wine, dry!' This kind of thing has been said, how dare a few sisters not drink it! The slave and maid persuaded me, but you didn't listen!" Xiao Xue looked embarrassed.

"The slave is really trying her best to stop you, but she really can't stop you! Sister Mei Yun, they're still relieving their hangover!" Xiao Xue spread her hands innocently, and Wen Nianqing collapsed even more.