"It doesn't matter." Xiliuyuan looked at Sang Zhi with a faint expression: "I don't know how much the Eighth Prince of Beili drinks?" ”

Sang Zhi lazy: "Try it." ”

"Please." Xiliuyuan holds the cup.

Sang Zhi took the wine jar in Ye Qianning's hand: "The cup is so boring." ”

"Someone, drink." Xiliuyuan said lightly.

Not long after, the little guy in Xianhailou held a jar of wine upstairs.

At the banquet, everyone watched Chen Lao's table compare wine, and the other tables were also lively, and then began to drink more than wine.

Jar after jar of wine was sent to the banquet, and everyone was relatively reserved at first, but then they let go, and the sound of fists was higher than the other.

Ye Qianning was forbidden by his father to drink more, and he secretly drank a lot.

Chen Lao has not drunk alcohol for many years, and today he is happy and can't help but be greedy for a few more glasses, and his head is dizzy.

"Master, I'll help you go back to rest first."

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm happy today, I'm really happy, fat group...... Master is happy today. Chen Lao grabbed her hand, a little more drunk.

"Master, you're too drunk to drink." Ye Qianning took the cup from his hand.

"If you don't drink it, the fat group won't let you drink it, and Master won't drink it."

"Master." Ye Qianning helped him up: "I'll send you back to the room first." ”

"Okay."

Chen Lao was not drunk, but he felt dizzy.

Ye Qianning looked at the few people who continued to drink at the table, as well as the guests on the other seats: "Luo Xuan asked the kitchen to prepare more decanting soup." ”

"Yes."

Luo Xuan left.

Ye Qianning sent Chen Lao back to the room, raised his hand and put a pill into his mouth.

"Fat group, Master is really not drunk, Master is very sober." Chen Lao's face was a little red, his head was dizzy, and his consciousness was very clear.

"I know."

Chen Lao grabbed her hand tightly: "Fat Tuan, the letter you wrote, the master saw it, and the master also understood, knowing that you might not be able to move...... So badly injured...... I've been suffering from you all these years. ”

I can't say enough words in my heart, and I don't know where to start when I reach my mouth.

"It's not bitter."

Someone waits, and it's worth it all the experience.

"The Taoist who took you away back then, did he save you?"

"Hmm."

"Why didn't he give you food when he saved you, and starved you like this?" Old Chen, don't mention how distressed he is.

“…… In fact, there is a reason for this, I am not hungry and thin, I have grown up. Ye Qianning didn't expect that the note from her drifting bottle complaining about the old way could really float to the shore.

She wrote a lot of bottles to report safety, but she didn't let the bottles for eating reach them.

"No matter how much you grow up, you have to have a limit, you have skin and bones, and you have to lose all your flesh." Old Chen wiped his eyes as he spoke.

"Master, don't cry, I'm not too thin." Ye Qianning couldn't coax the effect: "I will make up for it in the future, and I will definitely be able to eat fat." ”

Chen Lao wiped his tears and nodded: "It's to make up for it, and when you go home, you want to make up for it." ”

"Knock Knock"

There was a knock on the door.

Immediately after Xiang Minghou pushed the door in, followed by Chop, Qian Fan and Gu Shuo, and the whole room was suddenly full of alcohol.

"Dad, have you drunk the sobering soup?" Ye Qianning stood up.

"Well, Dad wasn't drunk." Wave his hand to Minghou.

"I'm not drunk either." Chop Chi's face was flushed, and he didn't seem to be drunk when he spoke.

Qianfan's face was slightly red, and he didn't seem to be drunk, only Gu Shuo's dizzy feeling was spinning, and he stretched out his hand to hold the door frame, and his eyes were very red.

Ye Qianning saw that each of them was not drinking, and he said that he was basically getting drunk when he said that he was not drunk.

(End of chapter)