Chapter Twenty-Eight: Drunkenness
"Your Highness, drinking hurts your body, it's already the tenth cup just now, I'm afraid it's ......"
Hua Luo put her hand to her lips and made a booing motion: "I don't drink that badly, and even if I am really drunk, I won't go crazy with alcohol, at most I can sleep." ”
"That's not what the minister said, the minister is afraid of getting drunk and hurting his body, so His Royal Highness should not drink it." Xiahou Qian snatched the wine glass from Hua Luo's hand.
"It's okay not to drink it." Hua Luo easily relented and did not pour herself any more wine.
In the distance, there was a faint sound of silk and bamboo, accompanied by the beautiful singing voice of the singer.
She put a pair of green white fingers on her chin, and said with interest: "Xiahou, what is the name of the song you sang when you were drying grain in Yanzhou back then, it's quite good." ”
Xiahou Qian thought for a while: "It seems to be...... Snow White Song. ”
"Then you can sing it to me again, and by the way, you can help the wine."
"Your Highness, you really can't drink anymore!" Xiahou Qian persuaded with an embarrassed face.
"I didn't get killed when I rebelled, it's really something to celebrate, even if I drink two more glasses, and I have a sense of proportion."
Hua Luo talked about this, and Xia Houqian couldn't persuade him again: "Okay then." ”
Hua Luo took the rose liqueur on the side and poured a glass for Xia Houqian: "Come, moisten your throat and start singing." ”
Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he skimmed the pipa placed in the corner of the room, and stood up: "There is a pipa over there, or I will accompany you." ”
"No." Xiahou Qian hurriedly said, "Your Highness is the crown prince, and it is really unseemly to touch the musical instruments of these singers. ”
"Your Highness, please take a seat, and the minister can sing."
After speaking, Xiahou Qian drank the cup of rose sweet wine poured by Hua Luo himself.
Hua Luo sat down again, Xiahou Qian cleared his throat and sang: "The north wind swept the white grass and folded, and the snow flew in August, suddenly like a night of spring breeze, thousands of trees and pear blossoms bloomed ......"
Hua Luo sat and listened, beating the beat with her hand from time to time.
The clear singing voice spread from inside the house to the outside of the house, and Zhan Xing and Zhaoyue also heard it: "I didn't expect Lord Xiahou to sing, and the singing is quite good, to be a confidant and favorite of His Royal Highness the Prince, you really need to be proficient in all eighteen martial arts." ”
Zhaoyue sighed.
Zhan Xing pulled Zhaoyue aside and whispered: "Luo Dian, she is greedy for Lord Xiahou's body, and she won't admit it, otherwise she will put on a celebration banquet in a good manner, and only invite Lord Xiahou ...... to say that this time she can successfully bring down the Third Highness General Lan, maybe she wants to take the opportunity to drink and mess with that ."
"Isn't it, doesn't Lord Xiahou have a wife? Could it be that His Royal Highness also wants to emulate His Majesty, and run away to be a concubine if he can't be a wife? Zhaoyue covered her mouth, looking incredulous.
Zhan Xing looked mysterious, and leaned close to Zhaoyue's ear: "I'll tell you ......"
After Xia Houqian finished singing, he suddenly noticed that Hua Luo had her eyes closed, one hand supporting her head, and one hand on the table and not moving, as if she had fallen asleep.
Xiahou Qian cautiously shouted twice: "Your Highness, Your Highness? ”
No response.
Xia Houqian picked up the wine jug and found that it was empty.
This wine is a strong wine, and a strong man with a good amount of alcohol will get drunk even if he drinks a pot.
Apparently, Hua Luo was drunk.
Xiahou Qian saw that he couldn't wake up, so he hugged Hua Luo horizontally.
Zhan Xing and Zhao Yue, who were guarding the door, were whispering when suddenly the door opened.
Zhan Xing and Zhao Yue saw that Xiahou Qian actually took Hua Luo out, and hurriedly stepped forward: "Your Highness, what's the matter." ”
"Your Highness is drunk, there is a wing room next to it, let Your Highness live on the first floor tonight, and bother the two girls to take care of it."