Guo Luoluo personally picked up the wine pot and poured a glass of wine for the eighth master, "Lord Belle, this is still the osmanthus brewed in autumn, you can try it." ”

This osmanthus brew was brewed before the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the eighth master did not return on an errand abroad. Guo Luo Luo originally planned to wait for the eighth master to return and drink with him to enjoy the moon. But when the eighth master returned, the two didn't have a chance to sit down and have a meal, and the wine was kept all the time.

The eighth master picked up the wine glass and took a sip slightly. Every autumn is the time to drink osmanthus brewing, whether it is in the palace or in the house, there will be osmanthus brewing. This wine has a faint aroma of osmanthus flowers, and it is a little sweet, and it has no stamina, in fact, it is more suitable for women to drink.

He drank an average amount of alcohol, so he preferred this kind of wine with a light taste. Therefore, every year in autumn, the house always brews more. Especially in Yile Garden, because Mao Tongtong also likes it, there are more stools, and you can drink it from autumn to spring of the following year.

"The concubines have all done it first, won't Lord Belle finish drinking?" Guo Luoluo turned the wine glass upside down and showed it to the eighth master.

"Fu Jin is drunk happily." The eighth master smiled and drank the wine in the wine glass.

"The concubine is happy today." Guo Luo Luo smiled and poured another cup for the eighth master, "The concubine hasn't been so happy for a long time!" She poured herself a full amount, looked up and drank it again.

This time, the eighth master didn't finish drinking with her, only took a small sip slowly and began to eat the food.

Guo Luo Luo glanced at the eighth master, followed by another cup.

"Smack!" With a thud, the wine glass slammed on the table with a crisp sound.

"It's a pleasure!" Guo Luo Luo smiled, and there seemed to be tears in his eyes.

The eighth master pretended not to see it, looked down at the dishes in his bowl, and said, "Fujin should drink slowly." Although this wine has a light taste, it is still wine. ”

"Does Lord Belle care about his concubine?" Guo Luo Luo squinted. After drinking three glasses in a row, her cheeks began to flush slightly, and she had a bit of laziness that she didn't have on weekdays.

"I just don't like to see drunk people." The eighth master said lightly.

If Chen Guo listened to these words, he would definitely despise the double standards of the eighth master. When Mao Tongtong was drunk, the eighth master didn't dislike it so much!

Guo Luo Luo chuckled lightly and said, "I'm afraid Lord Belle doesn't know, the concubine's amount of wine is not small. You can't get drunk with this little wine! ”

The eighth master really doesn't know how much Guo Luo Luo drinks alcohol. After all, the two don't drink much.

Seeing that the eighth master was not much interested in talking, Guo Luo Luo also ate his own food.

The room suddenly fell silent, making Pomegranate and Hibiscus a little unaccustomed to the waiting. Both of them felt a little sorry for Guo Luo Luo. Finally, Lord Belle came, and he worked so hard to enliven the atmosphere, but it turned out to be so deserted.

The eighth master was originally going to leave after dinner. Even if he rests here and sleeps here, he is not very happy now. The more he loves Mao Tongtong in his heart, the more he can't bear to share a bed with a woman he doesn't like. Even if he is left alone in the front yard, he feels more comfortable.

It's just that before the dinner was finished, the eighth master felt a little dizzy and his eyes were a little dazzled. He looked at the wine glass in front of him, and felt a little strange in his heart. Osmanthus brewed without much stamina, how could he be a little drunk?

"What's wrong with Lord Belle?" Guo Luoluo's voice sounded in his ears.

The eighth master shook his head, but he felt even more dizzy.

"Is Lord Belle drunk? The concubine will help you lie down for a while. Guo Luo Luo said again.

The eighth master stood up with his body propped up, and was about to say no, but he felt that his legs were weak, and the whole person knelt on the ground, Guo Luo Luo hurriedly supported the eighth master, and his voice became softer and softer, "Don't worry, Lord Belle, the concubine is supporting you." The concubine then asked someone to prepare the decanting soup. ”

"Call the house doctor, don't drink sobering soup!" The eighth master struggled.

"Is Lord Belle unwell? The concubine went to call the house doctor. Guo Luo Luo was good-natured.

The eighth master didn't speak, and Guo Luo helped him to the bed.

After covering the quilt and not lying down for a while, the eighth master felt that his body was hot again, and he couldn't bear to lift all the quilts!

Guo Luo Luo watched from the side, and a triumphant smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Pomegranate, go and tell Chen Guo that Lord Belle has drunk too much, so he will rest with me today. Let him wake up Lord Belle early tomorrow morning. ”

"Yes, Fujin." Pomegranate didn't dare to think about it and hurriedly retreated.

"Fleur, you go get a basin of hot water, I'm going to wash." Guo Luo Luo said again.

"Yes, Fujin." Fleur also withdrew.

"Hot." The eighth master on the bed snorted unconsciously.

Guo Luoluo leaned over and leaned over and laughed in a low voice: "Lord Belle, bear with me for a while, and the concubine will come to rescue you in a while!" ”

Chen Guo outside the house was still a little strange when he heard the word of the pomegranate, Lord Belle said that he would go to Yile Yuan tonight, how could he drink too much? What's going on now? How do I go about sending a message to Yee Lok Yuan? If you tell the truth, I'm afraid that Mao Fang Fujin is going to be sad, right?

Chen Guo was so worried that his brows furrowed. Why is Lord Belle drunk?

He thought about it for a while, and still walked towards Yile Garden step by step. In any case, Lord Belle couldn't change his mind tonight, and he had to find a reason to say it. Otherwise, when Lord Belle wakes up tomorrow, he will have to scold him.

The earth dragon in the house was burning warm, and the brocade quilt on the eighth master's body had been lifted aside by himself. Guo Luoluo took a handkerchief and wiped his body, and after grooming himself, he let the pomegranates and the others retreat.

Soon, the heavy breathing of the man and the coquettish moaning of the woman came from the room, which made the minions who were guarding the house red-faced.

Early the next morning, when the eighth master was woken up by Chen Guo, his head still hurt. He looked at Guo Luo Luo beside him, and her face changed when she exposed half of her bare arm outside the brocade quilt.

"What's going on?" He asked in a low voice.

Chen Guo saw that the eighth master's face was ugly, so he hurriedly lowered his head and said, "Fu Jin said that Lord Belle drank too much yesterday, so he stayed here." ”

"Am I drinking too much?" The eighth master frowned. I drank osmanthus brew last night, and I only drank a few small cups, so I couldn't get drunk at all!

He suddenly remembered what he said last yesterday, and asked, "Did the doctor come last night?" ”

"The minions haven't heard." Chen Guo said.

The eighth master's face is even more ugly! If he hadn't figured out what was going on, he'd be stupid!

But when I thought that I had fallen into the way of a backhouse woman, the anger in my heart was even greater!

He never thought that Guo Luo Luo would actually use such a subordinated means to calculate him! And because he was defenseless, he fell into the trap so easily!

Sure enough, there can't be even a moment of soft-heartedness towards Guo Luo Luo!