"On the seventh day of the first month, it's boring to drink alone, but we are neighbors, you can call me."

Chu Qi heard the voice, tilted his head to look at him, and then threw the wine jar in his hand over.

Long Xuan caught it, shook the wine jar, and found that there was not a drop in it, and suddenly said with an ugly face: "Why did you throw it to me after drinking?" ”

"It's too late, I'm going to bed." Chu Qi stood up, "If you want to drink, you can go to the cellar and move ......"

When he got up, his figure staggered and almost fell, but Long Xuan quickly helped him.

When I looked closely, I noticed that his face was as red as drunk, and there was a deep red at the end of his eyes.

Only then did Long Xuan remember that he had never seen Chu Qi drink alcohol, so it seemed that he should not be able to drink.

"On the seventh day of the first month, are you drunk?"

Chu Qi pushed him away, pressed his fingers on his eyebrows, and his voice was a little slurred, "I'm not drunk......"

The corners of Long Xuan's mouth twitched, and generally drunk people would say that they were not drunk.

The seventh day of the first month seems to be nothing, but his feet are vain, and he is obviously drunk.

He sighed, feeling that he had come at a bad time, that he had not drunk the wine, and that he had to escort the drunk back.

"Alright, I'll take you back to your room." He held him up with some resignation and went down to the roof.

"You don't know how to drink, and you still drink so much, isn't it because the emperor gave you a new house, and you are so happy? From now on, you also have your own mansion, and it will not be long before you will marry a beautiful lady, which is indeed worth rejoicing. Long Xuan said to himself.

Chu Qi raised his drunken eyes and glanced at him faintly, "Noise! ”

Seeing this, Long Xuan laughed, "I said the seventh day of the first month, are you shy?" In fact, there is nothing wrong with marrying a wife, and with one more person by your side, you won't be bored and lonely. You see that Qingyuan and I didn't like each other at the beginning, but now we are getting better and better, and we love each other very much! In fact, there is nothing wrong with giving marriage, and feelings can be cultivated slowly......"

"It's so thick-skinned!" Chu Qi interrupted him lightly.

Long Xuan: "......"

He's telling the truth, why is he thick-skinned?

Forget it, he doesn't meet a drunkard.

After entering the house, Long Xuan helped Chu Qi to the bed.

He was about to call someone to fetch water to wipe his face, but when he turned his head, he found that he was already asleep.

Long Xuan laughed, this guy obviously doesn't know how to drink, but he still dares to drink so much, it's strange if he doesn't get drunk.

He shook his head, closed the door and went out, back to his house.

Following.

There was no court on the seventh day of the first month, and Long Martingale saw that he was moving to a new house, and Tern allowed him to rest for a day.

When he woke up, he had a splitting headache, which was caused by a hangover.

The affairs in the mansion were all arranged by Zhao Gan for him, including the housekeeper and subordinates.

At this time, a beautiful maid walked in with water, and saw Chu Qi sitting on the bed with her legs bent, her clothes half open, revealing the firm texture inside, and she immediately blushed.

She heard that the general was not yet married and was still very young, so she tried to snatch the job of serving him closely.

I didn't expect to see it today, the general is really young, and he is handsome, and his figure is impeccable.

Her heart beat like a drum in an instant, and she was both happy and happy.

"Slave Qiao'er, I've seen the general!" She said in a soft voice.

Chu Qi rubbed his eyebrows for a moment, looked up, and saw a maid with a raw face, standing there, looking at herself secretly, suddenly frowned, and said unhappily: "Who let you in?" ”

"When the slave saw that the general was about to get up, she brought water in......"

"Get out!"

Without waiting for Qiao'er to finish speaking, the seventh day of the first month sank his voice.

Qiao'er was startled, but relying on her own good looks, she took two steps forward and said, "The slave is sent by Steward Chen to serve you......"