Qian Zhaozhi never suspected Sheng Jingming's ulterior motives, she did not hesitate to dip the contents of the bowl into the oil dish she had just adjusted, and then put it in her mouth.

The originally calm eyes immediately flashed with surprise!

"The crunchy texture, combined with the chili seasoning, is very good!"

Sheng Jingming raised his chin proudly slightly, and then continued to work hard, and all kinds of meat were put into the pot by him, like a hodgepodge.

Qian Zhaozhi carefully tasted this thing that he had never eaten before, and asked, "What kind of meat is this?" Taste so strange? ”

Sheng Jingming paused, a mysterious smile appeared on his face, he pondered for a moment, and said, "It's called hairy belly, something that came in from other countries. ”

The ancients didn't eat this thing, if they continued to ask, Sheng Jingming was afraid that Qian Zhaozhi would come out on the spot.

Qian Zhaozhi understood Sheng Jingming's strange expression, and kept this matter in mind, so much so that she traveled all over the country later, and she never heard of any country that ate this thing in the first place!

The brick-red pavilion was covered in snow, only faintly revealing a little bit of color, and the smoke slowly rose in mid-air, steaming hot, a piece of human fireworks.

After half an hour's effort, Qian Zhaozhi blushed to stop Sheng Jingming from continuing to put things in her bowl.

"Palm prints don't have to take care of me, that's enough."

Sheng Jingming kept pinching things for Qian Zhaozhi, so that she never lacked food in her small bowl.

Qian Zhaozhi's little belly was slightly bulging, and he had already eaten enough, but seeing that he had been taking care of her, he didn't dare to spoil the fun.

It's just that after enduring and enduring, she really couldn't eat it, so she opened her mouth to stop it.

Sheng Jingming nodded clearly, he forgot.

The ancients used to eat seven points full, so the amount of food was very small.

Qian Zhaozhi didn't want to leave immediately, so she filled Sheng Jingming with glass after glass of green plum wine, but she didn't notice Sheng Jingming's gradually red ears and loose eyes.

Until Sheng Jingming picked up a vegetable and stopped in the air, and then he slammed it on the table, and his face was already obviously drunk.

Qian Zhaozhi reacted embarrassedly: Sheng Jingming was drunk!

Qian Zhaozhi stayed in place, not knowing what to do for a while.

It is said that Sheng Jingming is not drunk with a thousand cups, so Qian Zhaozhi dares to pour wine so frequently.

This... How is it different from the rumored Sheng Jingming?

Qian Zhaozhi's eyes moved slightly, she carefully observed the surroundings, making sure that no one would notice her every move, and then moved the chair to sit beside Sheng Jingming, stretching out her hand and dangling in front of his eyes.

"Palm print, are you drunk?"

Sheng Jingming stiffened up, and his body parts began to disobey him, and he said with a big tongue: "No... No! I... How could I get drunk! ”

"Impossible!"

Qian Zhaozhi was dumbfounded.

Drunk like this, why do you want to save face so much?

"Okay, you're not drunk."

Qian Zhaozhi was not too distracted, stretched out two fingers and gestured in front of him, and asked, "Palm print, how many is this?" ”

Sheng Jingming blinked vigorously, and three or four blurry fingers dangled in front of his eyes, so that he couldn't determine whether it was three or four fingers.

He got angry, and directly reached out to grab Qian Zhaozhi's hand, rubbing her slender fingertips, as if he had been confirmed, and laughed.

"Three fingers!"

The tone is firm and affirmative.

Qian Zhaozhi: ...

Hehe, I'm really not drunk...

However, it is good that Sheng Jingming is drunk, so that Qian Zhaozhi can boldly talk from his mouth.

As the saying goes, spit out the truth when you're drunk, isn't it?

Since returning to Daqian, many questions and worries have not been well answered.

Now that there is such a good opportunity to ask Sheng Jingming, Qian Zhaozhi will naturally not let go of such a good opportunity.

Qian Zhaozhi asked softly: "Palm print, will you kill me?" ”

The heart was beating violently, as if it was about to jump out of the chest.

She was very nervous and afraid to hear an affirmative answer from Sheng Jingming's mouth.

"No... No. ”

Sheng Jingming stretched out two fingers and waved them in the air, as if he felt uncomfortable with this question, and scolded loudly: "Whoever dares to kill you, I will kill whoever I want!" ”

"Kill God when you meet God, kill Buddha when you meet Buddha!"

He stood up suddenly, as if there was his enemy standing in front of him, his hand turned into a sharp sword, and slashed in mid-air!

It's a pity that Sheng Jingming, who was drunk, was not so powerful, and he sat down after shaking a few times.

His mouth opened and closed a few times, and he said that he would keep Qian Zhaozhi to work for him, who would dare to touch her?!

It's a pity that Qian Zhaozhi didn't hear this sentence.

Qian Zhaozhi: "..."

Speechless and moved, what is this?

She fanned the wind on the side of her face with her hands, and she felt that the brazier was burning too strongly, and she felt hot all over her body from so far away.

"Palm print, Qian Yong'an..." Qian Zhaozhi's eyes moved slightly, she had a very terrible idea, she didn't dare to ask, but she wanted to get a positive answer.

"Is he..."

Before the words could be spoken, Sheng Jingming, who was lying quietly on the table, suddenly began to go crazy, and swept the things on the table to the ground with both hands.

Bottles and cans fell to the ground, and the scene was tragic.

The burning scarlet brazier was also knocked to the ground by Sheng Jingming.

Thankfully, the brazier fell into the snow, the icy snow melted into water, and the charcoal fire was extinguished, and the scarlet color gradually turned black.

Unfortunately, Sheng Jingming touched such a hot thing with his flesh and blood, and his hands were burned red.

What's even more amazing is that it's all like this, Sheng Jingming's wine still hasn't woken up...

Qian Zhaozhi was dumbfounded, and when he was about to clean up the mess, Nan Yuan led a group of slaves to rush over, and saw at a glance that Sheng Jingming was in a wrong state.

In an instant, they looked at Qian Zhaozhi's eyes and raised a thick guard.

Qian Zhaozhi clenched his fists, pretended to be calm, and said: "Palm print drank a lot of green plum wine, and accidentally knocked over the brazier when I was drunk, I'm afraid my hand is injured, so let's ask the imperial doctor first." ”

Nan Yuan watched Sanqi order the palace people to clean up the mess in an orderly manner, so he focused all his attention on Qian Zhaozhi.

"If you don't get drunk with a thousand cups of palm prints, how can you get drunk after drinking some plum wine?"

The implication is that he suspects that Qian Zhaozhi took advantage of Sheng Jingming's defenselessness to move his hands and feet in the wine!

Qian Zhaozhi's face was full of grievances.

She also thought that Sheng Jingming was not drunk with a thousand cups!

Who would have thought that he would get drunk after drinking less than one bottle in total!

Regarding what Qian Zhaozhi said, Nanyuan said that he did not believe in a single punctuation mark.

He gritted his teeth and said, "In order to prevent the eldest princess from worrying about the injury of the palm print, I also ask the eldest princess to move to the side hall and wait, so that she can inform the news of the palm print in time." ”

Waiting for the news is fake, and it is convenient to watch is true!

As long as Sheng Jingming's body is abnormal, Nanyuan can take down Qian Zhaozhi as soon as possible to vent Sheng Jingming's injured hatred!