() Drunk and dreaming of death, the wine seems to be able to bring people to sleep.

In a dream, An Shiqing met the emperor.

The emperor is still so cold and handsome, mature and steady.

It's just that there seems to be a lot of things missing in his appearance.

An Shiqing even played against him in his dreams, just like when the emperor was still alive.

I don't know how long this dream can last.

When he was about to wake up from the dream, An Shiqing felt someone approaching.

The man's warm breath gently lapped her face, and his fingers roamed over her face.

At first, all the man's movements were cautious.

After that, it became more and more daring.

Fingers groped around her eyes, forehead, nose, lips, everywhere.

An Shiqing felt that his body was getting heavier and heavier, and it was becoming difficult to breathe.

What's going on?

Ghost press?

An Shiqing opened his eyes faintly, but saw a person lying on his body.

A woman.

"Ahh

An Shiqing was still startled, screamed, sat up and retreated to the corner of the bed.

The woman hurriedly withdrew and sat on the edge of the bed, with a bit of elegance in her dignified and graceful demeanor.

Who is this woman?

Where is this?

Aren't they in a restaurant?

It's not like a restaurant.

The woman beside the bed was luxurious, and at first glance she was a person with status, and she didn't look like a girl singing music in a restaurant.

An Shiqing gradually realized that he was likely to drink a broken piece.

She couldn't remember what happened after the restaurant.

An Shiqing glanced around, and his gaze fell on the woman beside the bed.

The woman was cramped, looking a little uneasy.

An Shiqing quickly saw some clues from the clothes she was wearing-

In the woman's clothing, with Jiang's embroidery.

After she died in this drunken dream, she actually ran from Yanyang City to Luoling in a swoop?

Unlikely.

An Shiqing was still thinking about what happened after the restaurant, and she was also guessing the identity of this woman.

The woman spoke:

"County Lord, yes, I'm sorry. Yes, it was the slut who offended. ”

She calls herself a slut?

How humble she is!

"The slut has never had the opportunity to see the honor of the county lord before, and today I heard from the disciples of the sect that the sect master brought back a young girl, and the slut wanted to come over to see what this young girl looked like. The slut's eyes are not good, and she can only see that the girl has white hair. In this Middle Earth, there is only one young girl with white hair, and there is only one slut, and that is the county lord. Slut is just that... I just want to see the appearance of the county lord, and I have no other intentions. ”

This woman, a slut, is really humble.

But it looks like she's also a gentle woman.

The sect master she mentioned, but I wish the sect master?

It's to wish Changhong to bring her... Brought back?

Regarding this paragraph, An Shiqing couldn't recall it at all, but she probably guessed the identity of this woman.

"Mrs. Zhu, please respect yourself. How to say that you are also the wife of the sect master of the dignified Zhu family, if you despise yourself, others will also despise you. ”

The woman sitting with her back to her on the side of the bed, after listening to her, thought for a moment, then nodded.

This woman is the wife of the suzerain of the Yanyang Zhu family, the wife of Zhu Changhong, the biological mother of Zhu Zhihua, and the sister of the Jiang family, Jiang Ning'er.

Out of curiosity, An Shiqing asked, "Mrs. Zhu, who took the name of Prince Ling?"

Jiang Ning'er said: "Naturally, it was taken by the sect master. ”

The corners of An Shiqing's mouth twitched, he smiled a few times, and praised against his will: "What a good name." ”

I wish the sect master the level of naming, it is really not good.

Jiang Ning'er smiled warmly and said, "Dogs are born to fear the sect master, and when they see the sect master when they come back, they all want to cry. It wasn't until one day that he saw a flower on the side of the sect master's sideburns, and he burst into tears and laughed..."

It turns out that this is how Zhu Zhihua's name came from.

Jiang Ning'er got up suddenly.

"The county lord is hungry. I'm going to make a new meal. ”

Jiang Ning'er picked up the cold food on the table and left the room, but tripped at the door of the room.

The man fell, and the food in his hand fell off.

The dishes shattered to the ground.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" she hurriedly got up, apologizing as she cleaned up, "I don't come often in this courtyard." ”

I am not familiar with the road conditions, and I fell here, Mrs. Zhu's eyes are really bad.

Seeing her grabbing the porcelain pieces with her bare hands, An Shiqing got out of bed and walked over quickly, grabbed her arm, and lifted her up.

Looking at Jiang Ning'er's fingers pierced by the fragments of the dishes, she felt a little sorry for this humble woman.

"Don't be busy, just bandage your hands. ”

An Shiqing touched her waist, and then she thought that Qiankun was left in the secret passage of Sword Casting Villa by her.

Except for the sword, almost all of her things outside her body are in the Qiankun bag, including wound medicine or something.

An Shiqing was at a loss, smacked his mouth, and actually took Jiang Ning'er's pierced finger in his mouth.

Jiang Ning'er was frightened by her sudden move, and looked at An Shiqing who was stopping the bleeding for her with wide eyes wide open, and the whole person froze in place and didn't dare to move.

After a while, An Shiqing let go of Jiang Ning'er.

"Alright. I drank alcohol, and the wine can be sterilized, and the saliva can be disinfected. If you're not sure, let's deal with it again. ”

Jiang Ning'er was stunned, and she didn't react at all.

An Shiqing cleaned up the mess on the ground.

"Mrs. Zhu, your eyes are not good, why don't you even have someone to serve around?"

Jiang Ning'er came back to her senses, "Yes, yes." Isn't this summer, there are insects growing on the fruit trees of Qianling Fruit, and the people in the house have been arranged to go to the orchard to pick insects. Every year at this time of year, it will be like this. Several of the county lord's friends also helped in the garden. ”

Thousand Spirit Fruit has many uses, which can boost spiritual power, prolong life, beautify and nourish the skin, and so on. And the fruit tree of Qianling Fruit is very delicate, and it must be carefully maintained all year round. The root system of the fruit tree only absorbs the water of the spiritual spring.

The leaves should not be dusted, and once they are dusted, the leaves will turn yellow, so someone must constantly wipe the leaves of the fruit tree with spiritual spring water every day. The amount of work required is not ordinarily large. Think about how many leaves a fruit tree has, others don't know, but the people who care for it are clear.

If there are insects on the fruit tree, you can't apply pesticides, and no matter how good the medicine is, it will affect the quality of the fruit, so deworming can only be done manually.

In short, the maintenance of the fruit trees of the Thousand Spirit Fruit is a troublesome batch.

The few remaining Thousand Spirit Fruit Trees in the world are all in Yanyang.

When the harvest is good, a fruit tree can produce more than 100 thousand spirit fruits. When the harvest is bad, not a single fruit bears on a single fruit tree.

Every time the Thousand Spirit Fruit bears fruit, there will be people who come to Yanyang to Zhu Clan to ask for fruit.

I wish the sect master a good temper. As long as the price given by the buyer is appropriate, and Qianlingguo is rich, he will not sit on the ground and start the price, but will sell directly. If this rare fruit is not rich, then according to the custom, an auction will be held, and the one with the highest price will be awarded.

Although the sect master is good-tempered, he is not sympathetic. No matter how good the person who has a good relationship with him wants a thousand spirit fruits, he has to follow these rules of his. He won't prepare a few fruits for anyone to come. He would not have done such a convenient thing to anyone.

Therefore, if you want to buy fruit, no matter who you are, you have to do it as soon as possible.

An Shiqing and the others were lucky, just in time for the Thousand Spirit Fruit to be harvested, they came to Yanyang Zhu's family.

Zhu Zhihua took care of An Shiqing with a sobering soup, and found that she had woken up, and vaguely noticed that there was another person's breath beside her, and couldn't help asking:

"Has anyone been here?"

He didn't know his mother had come.

It seems that Jiang Ning'er came to see An Shiqing secretly.

She seemed to want to sneak a peek at what the young girl who had been picked up by her husband was like.

Zhu Zhihua took the sobering soup, and when she entered the house, she asked, "County Lord, has anyone been here?"

He soon realized that it was a vain question to ask.

An Shiqing, who was gargling with a teapot, spit out the tea she gargled into the teacup, and was about to speak, when she heard Zhu Zhihua say again:

"I'm stupid. You haven't been to Yanyang before, the whole Zhu family, you know me and my cousin, and you have seen my father and a few disciples who went back to Xiaojun Mountain. Who has served, how do you know. Zhu Zhihua put the sobering soup on the table, chattered and said, "You guys are really amazing, you stayed in the drunken dream building for a while, and you got drunk and unconscious one by one." The wine in that building was mixed with water, and no one would scold the shopkeeper for his lack of morality. The drunken power of drinking is already strong, and the more you want to use spiritual power to resolve it, the stronger it becomes. With such strong wine, I don't know how many glasses you are greedy for. ”

"I'm not drunk. An Shiqing said stiffly.

"I can't walk anymore, and I say I'm not drunk. Zhu Zhihua said, "If my father hadn't brought you back, I'm afraid you would still be lying on your stomach in the Drunken Dream Building at this time." ”

"I'm not really drunk. At least I wasn't drunk when I was in the Drunken Dream Building, and I still remember that Lord Castle Guard wanted to ask for my life. An Shiqing did remember the part where Yelu let the snake bite her, and I can't remember much about what happened after that.

Zhu Zhihua's face changed.

He looked at the decanting soup on the table and said, "The city guard surnamed Ye counts me as half a master." I still know him, he doesn't really want to harm the county lord's life. ”

"I know. An Shiqing said, "He just wants to feed his spirit snake with my blood." ”

Hearing that she really didn't care about this, Zhu Zhihua relaxed her expression.

An Shiqing picked up the decanting soup and asked before drinking, "What about the others?"

Zhu Zhihua replied: "It's all in the orchard." ”

An Shiqing took a sip of the decanting soup, frowned and said, "The taste of this soup is a bit strange. ”

However, after drinking, her headache after a hangover was not so serious.

After An Shiqing finished drinking the decanting soup, Zhu Zhihua said, "My father went to retreat." There is no manpower in the house. This... I made this decanting soup myself. The first time I did... Not very well done..."

His voice grew quieter.

An Shiqing heard the previous sentence clearly.

"Your father is really, either in retreat or on the way to retreat. ”

Zhu Zhihua tried her best to emphasize: "My father really went to retreat this time!"

An Shiqing couldn't help but wonder: "Dare to love him, the previous retreat was all fake!"

"It's not... My father is not sociable, and when he talks about retreat, most of the time it is an excuse that he doesn't want to see people. This time, he really went into retreat. ”