As soon as Dong Solstice's hand touched the door frame, he saw Meng Zhiyi turn over again, facing outward.

The two men's eyes met in mid-air.

Winter Solstice blinked.

Meng Zhiyi also blinked.

Dong Solstice said, "It's not too early, girl, let's rest quickly, I'll blow the lights outside!"

After finishing speaking, Dong Solstice opened the door without a trace of nostalgia, intending to leave.

Who knew that as soon as one foot stepped out, he saw Meng Zhiyi lift the quilt and sit up again.

Dong Solstice hurriedly said in surprise, "Girl, be careful of catching a cold, quickly cover the quilt. It's still too cold inside the quilt, and the girl can't sleep, do you want me to add another quilt for you?"

Nonsense, where is it cold today?

Meng Zhiyi glared at the winter solstice angrily.

Winter Solstice couldn't help but cover his mouth and laugh, "My clothes are all ready for the girl, and the carriage is ready."

Meng Zhiyi rolled his eyes at the winter solstice, no longer hiding himself, and after changing his clothes with his hands and feet, he hurriedly walked outside.

The carriage outside was indeed ready, Meng Zhiyi got into the carriage, and the coachman hurried to Chengyi Garden.

"Wait, don't go through the front door."

Meng Zhiyi lifted the curtain and glanced at the thick night outside, and said to the coachman.

The coachman nodded, and then turned around and walked towards the back door of the garden.

When he arrived at the back door of the Chengyi Garden, Meng Zhiyi, who was wearing a cloak, just knocked on the door, and the inside opened.

After Xuan Yi glanced at Meng Zhiyi at the back door, he hugged his fists at her and saluted respectfully.

After Meng Zhiyi nodded at him, he walked towards the garden with his footsteps.

Along the way, the lanterns in the garden were basically all extinguished, and the whole garden was quiet and dark.

After Meng Zhiyi arrived at the courtyard, the house was also dark, without a trace of light.

The garden, which had been carefully decorated by Meng Zhiyi, looked so terrifying in the dark night at this moment, and it was a black curtain that the moonlight could not penetrate.

However, Meng Zhiyi didn't think so much at this time, and walked quickly on the steps with the corners of his skirt in his two hands.

But when I really walked to the door, I couldn't let go of the hand I raised.

Dong Solstice and Xuan Yi and the two of them were behind the arch not far away, quietly looking at Meng Zhiyi, standing in front of the door, as if they were stunned.

I just came over to see her.

But that doesn't mean I forgive him.

Meng Zhiyi told himself.

But the hand raised, after all, still can't fall.

At this moment, there was a sudden noise in the room, as if something had fallen to the ground.

Meng Zhiyi's first reaction was whether Lu Nanfeng couldn't take care of himself anymore? Lying on the bed, I wanted to drink water in the middle of the night but couldn't call anyone, so I fell to the ground.

As soon as this thought flashed, Meng Zhiyi had already pushed open the door and walked in quickly.

Bypassing the screen, I found that Lu Nanfeng was standing in front of the table, holding a wine jug in his hand, and a white porcelain bottle was poured on the ground, which seemed to be also used to hold wine.

He was just wearing a white midcoat and standing there straight. Hearing the sound of Meng Zhiyi walking in, he turned his head.

"Knowing ......"

Lu Nanfeng opened his mouth, but he only made this sound, and he couldn't say anything else.

Didn't you say that the injuries were serious?

Doesn't it mean that if he doesn't cooperate with the treatment seriously, there will be sequelae at that time?

He also asked other women to run to him to intercede for him, so that he could come back and persuade him.

Why is she watching this man standing there now?

There was no injury on his body at all, but his cheeks were a little thin, and the whole person looked even colder.

Meng Zhiyi didn't know why, and suddenly felt very angry.

Especially another look

The wine jug in Lu Nanfeng's hand. Z.br>

This man doesn't sleep in the middle of the night, and he actually drinks here.

Even if you don't have such a serious injury, you can't drink at this time!

"Lu Nanfeng!" Meng Zhi roared angrily, "You stained my room with such a heavy smell of wine. Who let you drink in my room?"

Lu Nanfeng: "......"

Hearing Meng Zhiyi's angry and deplorable voice, Lu Nanfeng panicked and put aside the wine jug in his hand.

"I, this is not ......"

Lu Nanfeng even stammered a little, wanting to explain to Meng Zhiyi.

But my mind was blank, and I couldn't think of any reason.

Meng Zhiyi scolded again: "Take it out! You are not allowed to drink in my room in the future."

"Yes, not drink." Lu Nanfeng hurriedly took the two wine jugs on the table and walked outside, not forgetting to kick the porcelain bottle on the ground with his feet, he was in a hurry, but he was still steady.

Xuan Yi was standing outside the door at this time, and he had already heard Meng Zhiyi's voice just now.

At this time, he was waiting to go in and get the wine jug, but he didn't expect Lu Nanfeng to take one with one hand, and walked quickly to him, after seeing him, he hurriedly stuffed the wine bottle into his arms, and kicked the wine jug on the ground with his foot.

Xuan Yi looked at his master's impatient look, and he was really a little shocked.

Especially the panicked and nervous look on Lu Nanfeng's face.

Xuan Yi suddenly understood at this moment how important Mrs. was.

After so many days of persuasion, it is better for Madame to come back and lose her temper.

Two sentences made Lu Nanfeng obedient, I'm afraid I won't dare to drink anymore in the future!

Xuanyi thought so, and suddenly there was a bang in front of him, and the wooden door almost hit his nose.

It turned out that he was thinking about it just now, and his master had already closed the door.

Lu Nanfeng walked quickly to Meng Zhiyi's side again, "It's so late, is it cold?"

He stretched out his hand to grab Meng Zhiyi's hand, but Meng Zhiyi dodged it.

Meng Zhiyi looked at Lu Nanfeng, "Aren't you going to die?"

Lu Nanfeng was full of question marks, "What the lady said is strange and misunderstood. Where will the husband die? In the future, I will accompany my wife to grow old together."

When Lu Nanfeng said this, he took another step forward, and couldn't help but hold Meng Zhiyi's hand in his palm.

pinched the soft flesh of her palm, and warmed Meng Zhiyi's palm with his own temperature.

Meng Zhiyi looked at his spring-hearted face, and knew that Lu Nanfeng had drunk a lot of wine.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be such a gaffe.

When she was in Jiangnan City, she had seen Lu Nanfeng get drunk and look completely different from usual.

"And where are you hurt?"

As soon as Meng Zhiyi's words fell, he saw Lu Nanfeng taking Meng Zhiyi's hand and coming to his collar.

"Lady check it, you know."

Meng Zhiyi: "......"

"Lu Nanfeng, how much wine have you drunk?"

Meng Zhiyi glared at Lu Nanfeng, wanting to withdraw his hand, but found that he was pinched by Lu Nanfeng again.

And he didn't have to take another step forward and encircled Meng Zhiyi's whole person in his arms.

"Let go of me." Meng Zhiyi struggled.

Lu Nanfeng pressed his forehead against Meng Zhiyi's slightly cool forehead, and wrapped his two hands around her waist, "Don't let go." If you let go of the lady, you will run away again. I'll be left alone when I wake up tomorrow morning."

"The lady will always be with me."

Lu Nanfeng gently touched the tip of Meng Zhiyi's nose with the tip of his nose. The exhaled heat has a mellow aroma of wine, which is somewhat intoxicating.

The tip of Meng Zhiyi's nose was inexplicably sour, "Who wants to accompany you?" Why didn't I see that you wanted me to accompany me?"

Lu Nanfeng sighed softly, "The lady is angry with me...... Reluctant to go back to mine

around."

"I don't want to come back, won't you go look for me?" Meng Zhiyi asked angrily.

Lu Nanfeng stopped talking!

Suddenly, he hugged Meng Zhiyi tightly in his arms, "I want to do it too......

But now is the pinch.

Although the third prince released him back, he was also staring at him.

Before the matter was successful, he didn't want Meng Zhiyi to take risks with him, so he took this opportunity to say to the outside world that the two of them were angry and had already reconciled.

Meng Zhiyi will still be the Meng family in the future, and he has no other relationship with his Lu family, even if he has something to do in the future, he will not implicate Meng Zhiyi.

So he could only restrain himself, and he didn't even dare to take a step closer to the Meng family's realm.

I'm afraid that someone will see the clues.

But God knows how much he misses Meng Zhiyi.

So much so that now that I have drunk some wine, I have a little bit of a head, and her person appears again in my dream.

Since it's in a dream, I'm going to hug her this time.

As soon as Lu Nanfeng exerted his strength, he accidentally touched Meng Zhiyi's wound.

Seeing Meng Zhiyi muttering, Lu Nanfeng hurriedly let go of his hand and opened his somewhat hazy eyes to look at Meng Zhiyi.

"Lady, what's wrong with you?"

The drunken Lu Nanfeng's voice was low, full of magnetism, and the melodious tone floated into his ears, not sexy.

"You're touching my wounds." Meng Zhiyi looked at Lu Nanfeng directly.

"Wounds? Are there still wounds in the dream? Isn't the lady's injury healed yet? Is it that the medicine of the old thing at Chen Pojiao's feet is not working? I'll have someone bring you some good herbs when I get back."

Lu Nanfeng muttered and began to pull Meng Zhiyi's collar with his hand, wanting to see the injury on her back.

Meng Zhiyi clapped his hands, "Don't play hooligan."

Lu Nanfeng withdrew his hand a little aggrieved, and blew lightly on her wound through the fabric, "It won't hurt if you blow it for your husband."

Meng Zhiyi was completely amused by Lu Nanfeng's words.

She reached out and pinched his nose, and then pulled it back, using a lot of force, "Lu Nanfeng, take a good look at who I am?"

"You're my lady."

"What's your lady's name?"

"My lady's surname is Meng, her name is Zhiyi, it is my Zhizhi, my life."

"Poof." Meng Zhiyi couldn't help laughing, and his mood instantly became brighter.

"But I'm not! You've mistaken someone." Meng Zhiyi deliberately teased Lu Nanfeng.

When Lu Nanfeng heard Meng Zhiyi say this, he hurriedly let go of his hand, and even took two steps back, and looked at Meng Zhiyi carefully.

I saw him frown, showing a somewhat puzzled expression, "You are." How could I be mistaken? You're trying to deceive me again."