Wenguo Mansion, Water Yan Hall, Corner Pavilion in the courtyard.

Wen Tao lay on his stomach on the round table, burping from time to time, muttering something in his mouth.

On the table beside him, there were a few small dishes with wine, a few empty wine jugs, and a small jar at his feet, which was lying crookedly on the side of the table leg, and I don't know whether it was drunk or spilled, in short, the bottle was now empty.

The maids and servants in the courtyard were all driven away, and in the huge courtyard, only Tingfeng was waiting outside the corner pavilion.

Because of Wen Tao's orders, he didn't dare to go inside to serve, so he just stood in a hurry.

Listening to the wind, he knew that Wen Tao must be drunk.

But he didn't dare to go in and ask, not even to get closer.

Just look at the broken wine jug at his feet, Wen Tao is now in a big temper, and no one is allowed to approach him at all.

Listening to the wind, he prayed secretly now, their young master quickly got drunk, and he could go in to take care of the young master, it was better than now, he could only watch the young master drink in it, okay.

Although the weather is warmer now, but after the wind rises at night, the weather is still very cold, the young master has drunk, and the wind is blowing so much outside, don't blow it.

If the lady knew that she was drinking alcohol in the pavilion by the young master, she would not have beaten him to death if she did not persuade or report it.

If you don't die, you have to peel off his skin!

It's not that he's afraid of being beaten, he's just distressed about the young master.

It's cold this night, and the young master is drinking so much outside, which hurts his body!

If you want to say that the young master is too, I saw this person today, but he didn't say anything, so he came back, and if he wants him to say, it's better to go out and say everything, it's not good, and I'm still happy.

However, intellectually speaking, even if the young master says everything, he may not be able to leave anything good, and his heart may not be happy.

If he is not mistaken, looking at Miss Ansheng's reaction today, it is clear that he does not mean that kind to the young master......

Thinking of this, Tingfeng couldn't help but shake his head and sighed softly.

The flowing water is intentional, the falling flowers are ruthless, what else is there to say about this?

No, isn't it boring?

How high the young master's heart is, he doesn't know yet, this time, I'm afraid I'm going to break my thoughts.

However, this is fine, if the young master can really break his thoughts and get along with Miss Biao, he may not have a bad life in the future.

In his opinion, Miss Biao's appearance is also worthy of the young master.

Moreover, it is very important that Miss Cousin is also liked by Madame.

Although he is just the young master's personal servant, he actually understands the truth.

In this house, in the inner house, the big things and small things, the lady is the most useful to speak, followed by the young lady.

But the young lady will not care about the young master's wife, but the lady has to take care of it, and she has the absolute right to decide.

Miss Biao's entry into the house is a good example.

No matter how much the lady spoils the young master, she also insists on some things, and the young master can't disobey it.

This young lady is liked by the lady, and the person is really good, and she is also compatible with the young master, so it is really suitable.

If the inner house is not clean, how can a man achieve great things outside?

Although he is just a subordinate, he also understands these truths.

The young master is so smart, why doesn't he understand?

Listening to the wind, he looked at Wen Tao in the pavilion in confusion, his eyes full of puzzlement.

Actually, Wen Tao really doesn't understand?

If he really didn't understand, he would come back so easily today?

Will he leave as soon as he knows that An Sheng has no intention of treating him?

He understands.

It is precisely because I understand that I am afraid.

If An Sheng was interested in him, he might really rebel against his family for An Sheng's sake, but An Sheng had no intention of him, and when he thought of the situation at home, he couldn't help but be timid.

What's more, An Sheng doesn't have that mind about him, no matter how much trouble he makes, what's the point?

He understands the truth, but the bitterness in his heart can't be eliminated no matter what.

People say that they borrow wine to drown their sorrows, but when they really drink it, they know that they are more sad when they are drunk......

"Listen to the wind," Wen Tao propped up his upper body, burped, and drank to listen to the wind, "Go get me wine!" ”

I know that the wine is even more sorrowful, but I still can't help but want to numb myself.

Maybe only when he is drunk, completely drunk, can he feel less pain and stuffiness in his heart......

"Young master, you really can't drink anymore, if Madam knows, I went to steal so much wine for you, you have to kill me when you turn around." Listening to the wind, he persuaded with a bitter face.

He knew that at this time, if he was worried that the young master's body would not be able to stand it, the young master would not be able to listen to it, so he could only beg the young master to take pity on him and stop drinking.

Wen Tao listened to the words of the wind, really paused, and did not shout for wine again.

Hearing this, he couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief, and the young master really felt sorry for him and didn't want to see him beaten.

But when I heard the wind and didn't relax for a long time, I saw Wen Tao looking up at the moon, and said in a miserable voice: "I actually want to get drunk once, but I can't do it, I'm in this house, what's the fun......

Listening to this, it really makes people's hearts sour, and it is uncomfortable.

Listening to the wind, he gritted his teeth, and said in his heart, just accompany the young master to indulge this time, the young master is bitter in his heart, he doesn't accompany him, he doesn't indulge, is it because the young master is so bitter?

Didn't Madame really know that she had gone to the front yard to steal wine?

I'm afraid I know, but I pretend I don't know.

Madame must also understand that the young master is not happy, so she secretly indulges the young master.

That being the case, what else did he hesitate about?

At most, he will be beaten tomorrow, and Madam will not really kill him anyway, what can he do, as long as the young master can be happy......

"Young master, don't worry, listen to the wind and I'll get you wine." Hearing the wind, he trotted out and took the wine.

At that time, Wen Tao was the only one left in the courtyard.

He remained in a position with his back facing the moon and did not move.

It's not that I don't want to move, probably, I can't move.

The moonlight was like water, shining into the pavilion, a wisp of Hua Lian shone on Wen Tao's white cheeks, and suddenly, a crystal teardrop slipped from the corner of his closed eyes, and in an instant he sank into the black sideburns, leaving only a shallow water mark.

The night wind blew, and in an instant, even the water marks were dry, and there was no trace of them.

Wen Tao stretched out his hand to cover his eyebrows, his nose moved slightly, the corners of his lips trembled slightly, and his eyelashes were wet, but he didn't shed tears.

When Tingfeng came back, Wen Tao seemed to have returned to normal, Tingfeng put the wine on the table, and was driven down again, Wen Tao still sat alone in the pavilion and drank alone.

Tingfeng didn't know how to persuade him, and he couldn't persuade him, so he could only wait aside, ready to take Wen Tao back at any time.

However, his idea could not be realized, because Wen Hao came over.

When he heard the wind and saw Wen Hao, he was taken aback, and just about to explain something, he saw Wen Hao waving his hand at him and entered the pavilion by himself.