No matter who Badama has a crush on, this kind of action who wants to chase love has always been a person that Mao Tongtong admires very much.

"Really?" Badama's eyes lit up.

"Doesn't the princess even have that confidence? Then you don't have to think about pursuing someone you like! Mao Tongtong pretended to be disdainful.

"Who said that Princess Ben is not confident anymore! This princess is the most beautiful woman in the tribe! Badama raised her head and said proudly.

"Then the princess doesn't have to ask me, just do it." Mao Tongtong said with a smile.

Badama looked at Mao Tongtong thoughtfully, and after a while, said, "I like you very much!" Come, let's drink three bowls of wine, and we'll be friends! ”

"Okay!" Mao Tongtong didn't twist it, so he really drank three bowls with Badama.

The eighth master came back after a round of wine, and found that Mao Tongtong's cheeks were slightly red when he drank, and his eyes were a little confused.

"Qingzhu, how many bowls has she drunk?" The eighth master frowned.

"There are too many slaves and maids to count." Qingzhu said embarrassedly.

"I'm back." Mao Tongtong smiled at the eighth master, picked up the bowl and said, "Come, the slave will accompany you to drink a bowl." This wine really gets better and better the more you drink it. ”

The eighth master shook his head helplessly, snatched the wine bowl in her hand and put it on the table, and said, "This wine is very strong!" You drank so much the first time, and you threw up at night! ”

"It's all the slave's fault! Slave maid, slave maid doesn't know that this wine has a lot of energy. "Qingzhu rushed.

"Master, the slave is not drunk, the slave is fine!" Mao Tongtong was still laughing, but she didn't know that her body had begun to shake.

"Help her back!" Eight Masters said.

"Yes." Qingzhu nodded hurriedly. If you get drunk and make a fool of yourself on such an occasion, Gege is finished.

"Master, the slave hasn't drunk yet!" Mao Tongtong said coquettishly.

"You go back first, and the master will come back to drink with you later." The eighth master coaxed good-naturedly.

"Master has to talk, I'll wait for my master to come back!" Mao Tongtong smirked, and even claimed to be wrong.

Qingzhu was startled and hurriedly went to see the eighth master's face. Fortunately, the eighth master was not angry, and was still coaxing her: "Well, what you say counts." ”

Mao Tongtong went back with the support of Qingzhu.

"Lord Belle, Princess Badama just came to Gege for a drink." Chen Guo reported to the eighth master at this time.

When the eighth master went to toast, he didn't follow and wait, he was watching here just now.

"What did you say?" The eighth master frowned.

Chen Guo repeated the conversation between the two.

The eighth master didn't say anything, but just glanced at Badama.

Mao Tongtong vomited as soon as he returned to the camp. Qingzhu and Qingmiao hurriedly served her to drink sobering soup and change clothes.

"Why did Gege drink so much? Why don't you persuade it! Aomiao blamed.

"The Mongolian princess came to drink with Gege, how can I persuade her? At that time, I didn't expect this wine to be so strong. "Qingzhu's intestines are green now, but it's too late to say anything.

"Mongolian princess? What kind of wine do you want to drink with our Gege? It shouldn't be that you have a crush on our Lord Baylor, right? Miao asked.

"Who knows!" Qingzhu shook his head, "We are Gege is a good person, and I talked to her for a long time." ”

"What can Gege do, it's okay not to say it?" Seedlings Road. After all, it's just a personality, but she's a princess.

"Hey, too." Qingzhu nodded. It's not good to have a low status.

"I don't know when Lord Belle will give us a place in Gege." Seedlings Road.

"Fujin hasn't entered the door yet, this year is a thought. Only when Gege gives birth to a brother can there be hope. "Qingzhu Road.

Aomiao didn't speak when she heard this. She understands this. Now Baylor's pet is a pet, but this pet is not so down-to-earth.

When the dinner was over and the eighth master came back, Mao Tongtong had already slept soundly and didn't know anything.

"Did you throw up?" The eighth master asked.

"As soon as I came back, I threw up. I drank a bowl of sobering soup and fell asleep. Qingzhu replied.

The eighth master nodded and said, "Persuade me next time!" If you want to get drunk again, you go and get the board yourself! ”

"Yes, the slave knows that she is wrong." Qingzhu is willing to admit his mistake.

The eighth master looked at Mao Tongtong, who was blushing and fluttering on the bed, shook his head, and went to wash and rest.

Mao Tongtong slept deeply. When she opened her eyes the next morning, she could feel the bright sunshine outside through the tent.

"Qingzhu, what time is it?" Mao Tongtong stretched his waist.

"Gege, it's already hour." Qingzhu Road.

"When did I come back last night? Why don't you remember at all? Mao Tongtong glanced at the bed beside him blankly, and said, "Master came over last night?" ”

"Well, Lord Belle rested here last night." Qingzhu nodded and said, "Before the dinner was over yesterday, Lord Belle asked the slave to help you back." The mare's milk wine has a lot of stamina, you got drunk, and you threw up last night. ”

"Ah, I didn't do anything to be ashamed, did I?" Mao Tongtong's eyes widened suddenly.

"Nope!" Qingzhu said: "At the dinner, you were not completely drunk. After coming back and throwing up, I went straight to sleep and didn't do anything. ”

"That's good, that's good." Mao Tongtong patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that her wine is still good.

"This mare's milk wine has a lot of stamina!" Mao Tongtong couldn't help but sigh. Her amount of alcohol is calculated, she has been in the Qing Dynasty for so long, and she has never been drunk once!

"Lord Belle has ordered, let you drink less in the future." Qingzhu Road.

"Mmmm, you have to drink less to avoid being ugly." Mao Tongtong nodded yes, looked at Qingzhu and said, "Were you scolded yesterday?" ”

Her master is drunk, and the slaves and maids who serve her are usually implicated.

Qingzhu hurriedly shook his head and said, "Lord Belle just told the slave to pay attention next time." ”

"Hey, such a good temper!" Mao Tongtong was a little surprised, it was quite scary for the eighth master to start a fire sometimes!

"Probably because Gege drank too much yesterday because it was related to the Mongolian princess." Qingzhu guessed.

"Ah, yes, what's that called?" Mao Tongtong patted his thigh, and then remembered the culprit, "By the way, what is Princess Lotus called!" ”

"She grew up on the prairie and must be very drinkable!" Mao Tongtong said: "But it makes me miserable!" ”

got up, had breakfast, and looked at the fine weather outside, Mao Tongtong's heart was ready to move again.

Except for Chen Ruyu, she doesn't have any acquaintances, if she acts alone, she is afraid of being scolded by the eighth master. After thinking about it, Mao Tongtong was still ready to go out for a walk with Chen Ruyu.

It was a coincidence that she had only walked a few steps and met the Lotus Princess Badama from last night.

"I heard you got drunk yesterday?" Badama was on her horse, still smiling.

"Well, the slave doesn't drink much." Mao Tongtong nodded and generously acknowledged. She thought to herself, if I admit that I don't drink well, you probably won't ask me to drink again next time.