When Ah Jiu was picked up, she was still in a dazed state. She was unsteady and leaned over the person who picked her up behind her.
The man hugged her tightly, she looked up and saw that she could not see clearly, she could only struggle with one hand and pointed at Wen Xiangxiang, who left a dashing back at the entrance of the hall.
Unexpectedly, the relationship of more than ten years could not compare to a woman. Ah Jiu really wanted to cry but had no tears. Wen Xiangxiang really made her realize the importance of women once again. She trembled and pointed to the place where Wen Xiangxiang left. Squeeze out two tears.
Wen Xiangxiang said that the uncle would not stay by her side, An Qianru said that the uncle would not be her servant, and even old Cheng Cheng had some contact with the uncle a few days ago. or come back.
When the drink came up, Ah Jiu didn't hold her steady and slipped to the ground, but was hugged tightly by the people behind her. Ah Jiu could only turn around, put her face against the man's chest, and stretched out her hand to grab the man's clothes. sleeve.
A Jiu felt extremely warm when she pressed her close to her, where was the chest clearly a wall of flesh, she squinted and rubbed her eyes, seeing Xiao Dezi blushing beside her, she turned around with an orchid finger.
Ah Jiu felt comfortable, but was lifted up by the man and looked directly at him.
That person was none other than the uncle who was called into the palace in the middle of the night wearing a messy lingerie. Ah Jiu was stunned, she patted her head, smiled in a drunken stupor, and hugged her close to the uncle. , stretched out his hand and poked Fu Yan's chin, "Haha! I've even seen Uncle Huang when I'm drunk!"
Fu Yan looked down at Ah Jiu who was drunk and blurred, the long untied hair scattered from the back on Ah Jiu's cheeks, Ah Jiu smiled obsessively, and hugged Fu Yan a little bit, "Uncle Huang is so pretty. !"
Fu Yan hugged A Jiu horizontally and went straight to the dormitory. Of course, he did not forget to instruct Xiao Dezi to prepare a sober soup. Fu Yan knew A Jiu's alcohol capacity. Drunk, she started to make waves when she was drunk. She has restrained herself a little since becoming the emperor, but she started drinking again today.
Fu Yan held A Jiu's hand for a while, and just turned his face a little, and felt that A Jiu, who was holding his neck with a flushed face, was rubbing his forehead against his chin, and he didn't know what to say in his mouth. Fortunately, it was Xiao Dezi who called him today. If Li Yu was called, he didn't know how he should feel.
Ah Jiu was also drunk in Fu Yan's arms. What Fu Yan understood was that the drunk Ah Jiu was not Ah Jiu. Now, the situation of rubbing his chin is relatively small. The waiter to be selected is taking a shower, but he is thinking so innocently at the bottom of his heart.
I'm afraid it was brought by Wen Xiangxiang when I was a child, and I didn't learn the good ones. Fu Yan's lips twitched as he thought about it. Although he blamed Wen Xiangxiang in his heart, he hugged the person in his arms tightly.
He thought that when he came, Wen Xiangxiang took An Qianru, who was already drunk, and could not move. I am afraid that tonight's wine was also handed by An Qianru, but Wen Xiangxiang took An Qianru.
This reminded him that Wen Xiangxiang when he was young was also the right Ah Jiu. Although Wen Xiangxiang was frivolous and dashing, he couldn't guess his mind. Even Fu Yan, who was highly valued by the late emperor when he was young, could not Guess through, I have been familiar with Wen Xiangxiang since then, and it is precisely because of Wen Xiangxiang's frivolous temper that he can talk more.
Fu Yan told An Qianru a long time ago that it was Wen Xiangxiang who held her hand through the curtain when she was studying. It was at that time that Fu Yan was sure that Wen Xiangxiang really cared about An Qianru. I thought it was Ajiu.
He carried Ah Jiu into the dormitory, Xiao Dezi followed behind him and put down the sobering soup, then took it to the door of the hall, and sent away all the people who didn't want to do it, and sat outside the door to steal Smile vigil.
When Fu Yan was standing beside the bed, he realized that Ah Jiu was awake. He turned his face and asked, "When did Your Majesty wake up?"
Ah Jiu rubbed his chin and hugged him a little bit, "I haven't woken up before, I should be in a dream." She freed one hand and squeezed the uncle's chin, looking a little sad, "Why are you dreaming? Do you want to call me Your Majesty?"
Fu Yan bent over and placed her in the middle of the bed, she thought it was a dream, no wonder it was so.
Fu Yan put her away and was about to leave, but he didn't want to be hooked by her hands on his neck and didn't want to let go. He pouted and looked at him who was close at hand, "Is Uncle Huang going?"
There was some reluctance in the words, and Fu Yan was soft-hearted when he heard it, so he could only follow the words, "If you don't go, I'll give you the sober soup."
As she said that, she was about to pull Ajiu's arm away, but Ajiu held her back a little tighter. She frowned, looking at Fu Yan who was about to leave and felt a little aggrieved, "Uncle Huang still wants to leave in a dream. !"
Fu Yan felt amused, and stretched out his hand to brush the broken hair on her forehead, "I said I'll bring you sober soup. Even though you will be off tomorrow, you will have a headache the next day after drinking, and you will suffer less tomorrow after drinking it."
"don't want."
Ah Jiu moved uneasily, but still insisted on not letting go.
"Really don't let it go?"
Ajiu shook his head.
Fu Yan curled the corners of his lips, followed A Jiu's words and pressed her up, trapping her between him and the bed.
Ah Jiu suddenly felt that her heart was full, and she was a little unwilling to see the uncle who was just a short distance away. She turned over and pressed the uncle under her body with all her strength, and then looked at the uncle with water in her eyes.
"What's the matter?" Fu Yan hugged her waist under her, looking at her with misty eyes.
"It's so unreal." Ah Jiu muttered.
"what?"
"Will the uncle go?"
"Where can I go?"
"They said that you were leaving, that you didn't want to stay by A Jiu's side, that you wanted to establish your own business, and then treated A Jiu as a slave to the subjugation of the country." A Jiu felt aggrieved as she spoke, so she shed two lines of tears. , and choked deeply again, "Uncle Huang has everything now, Ah Jiu's right to Huangquan Fengge, and even the control of the entire Zheng Kingdom, why did Uncle Huang leave?"
Fu Yan thought it was funny. In the past, A Jiu would never say these things, at most he would talk back to him, but she was drunk and another person, she reached out and wiped the tears from her face, "Who told you this? Yes? I never said that?"
"You didn't say it, but Wen Xiangxiang and An Qian said so!"
"An Qianru is fine. Do you believe in Wen Xiangxiang, who is not serious?"
Ah Jiu pouted, slapped her fists, and said, "But you never called me Ah Jiu?"
"Everyone calls you Ah Jiu, so I won't call you Ah Jiu." Fu Yanyi grasped Ah Jiu's fist and explained slowly.
Ah Jiu looked at his deep pupils and saw herself, "Then do you call me Your Majesty?"
"I want to call you Aming."
A Jiu was stunned, the name A Ming has never been called her. Ever since she consciously sealed the property, everyone has called her A Jiu. Even her father, the emperor, did not tell her the origin of the name, and she has never been called. No one calls her Aming.
Even the uncle hadn't said this, so she was even more sure that it was in a dream. She reached out and touched Fu Yan's face, looked at the angular face and those resolute eyes, and kissed her with her head drunk.
Wen Xiangxiang said that if you can look at a man for a while, if you have him in your heart, you will probably kiss him. This Ah Jiu and Wen Xiangxiang tried it once, and they ended up laughing.
Of course, Wen Xiangxiang also said that when kissing, you have to close your eyes and make a very enjoyable expression. Leaving the uncle's lips, he found that the uncle was looking at her softly.
"Wen Xiangxiang taught you this again?"
Ah Jiu was a little confused, her head felt a little heavy, maybe she was drunk, so she could only nod her head deeply.
Fu Yan held her face and looked at her with a smile, "Did Wen Xiangxiang ever teach you what happens when you kiss someone else?"
She shook her head solemnly, the next moment she felt earth-shaking, and when she woke up a little, Fu Yan had already surrounded her, and the next moment Uncle Huang had already kissed her.
Before she could breathe, she could only put her hand against his chest. When he kissed her, she knew that the uncle was feeding her hangover soup. She never liked bitter hangover soup, but now she can only Little by little, I swallowed the soup that the uncle sent to me. I was looking at the uncle who closed his eyes, but he felt that the kiss was too comfortable for the uncle, and he unconsciously climbed up on his neck.
Later, she fell asleep.
Fu Yan felt amused after feeding her the soup, how could such a woman still fall asleep! He leaned on top of her, feeling angry and funny, but he couldn't get angry, Fu Yan lowered his head and lightly pecked her forehead, and said softly, "Aming, sleep well."
Xiao Dezi sat by the door of the hall and smirked, "Your Majesty's spring is finally here!" He was still thinking about what to call Fu Yan when he saw Fu Yan tomorrow morning? Queen or what
Xiao Dezi waved his hand and took care of him! Sooner or later it will be your Majesty's person! It doesn't matter what it's called. But when he waited until midnight, he watched the palace door slowly open.
When he stepped out of a pair of black gilt and splendid shoes, he held on to his hat and stood aside, not knowing what to call it.
Fu Yan slowly brought him to the door, "Your Majesty has already fallen asleep. When you wake up tomorrow, I will serve His Majesty a bowl of ginger soup."
"Your Majesty won't accompany His Majesty?" Xiao Dezi followed Fu Yan's words.
"There is still some etiquette between monarchs and ministers. I'm afraid that some idle people will see it tonight, and tomorrow the elders will have to interrogate the ministers and His Majesty one by one."
What Fu Yan didn't expect was that their plan was to overthrow the uncle, how could they be interrogated and blamed!
When Ah Jiu woke up on the second day, the whole palace had spread, saying that the emperor came out of His Majesty's bedroom in the middle of the night, and His Majesty was drunk again. Maybe what happened to the emperor, the emperor was afraid There was a misunderstanding on the second day, so I left in the middle of the night.
When everyone was spreading these words, the elders of Fengge and the courtiers around A Jiu had already arrived.
At that time, Ah Jiu was still lying on the bed. When she woke up, Xiao Dezi had already brought ginger soup and waited. She supported her aching head and felt a little energetic before sitting up slowly, and then she was horrified to find that she had only Wearing the underwear, the outer dragon robe belt should be all placed outside.
She didn't remember what happened last night at all. She could only remember that Prince Dun and Du Ying had been here. Du Ying said she was from another time and space. Could it be Du Ying? It should be, An Qian is like she can't get along, Wen Xiangxiang is a man, it should be Du Ying's clothes for her.
Ah Jiu didn't ask, and Xiao Dezi naturally didn't say anything. After serving Ah Jiu's washing, he took the ginger soup and let Ah Jiu drink it. It was also at this time that Old Cheng rushed over.
A lot of old Cheng Lao rushed in and sat in front of A Jiu, who seemed to be hesitant to speak.
A Jiu frowned and glanced at him, sat opposite Cheng Lao, and took the ginger soup that Xiao Dezi was holding, "Cheng Lao, I just had a drink, it's not a big problem today, just use the Don't be so angry!" After speaking, he began to drink ginger soup while pinching his nose.
"I'm angry? It's too late for me to be happy, did you get Fu Yan last night?" Cheng Lao looked too excited, but what he said made Ah Jiulei's inner tenderness and outer scorch, and the ginger soup he just entered also sprayed out.
Xiao Dezi was anxious to draw a few jinpas and hurriedly handed them to Ah Jiu.
Ah Jiu wiped her mouth and looked at Old Cheng in disbelief, "Where did these words come from?"
Old Cheng's eyes lit up, "A Jiu drank too much last night, maybe she forgot. After A Jiu was drunk, it was Fu Yan who carried A Jiu into the bedroom and came out after midnight."
The more Cheng Lao said, the more ugly Ah Jiu's face was, so the uncle took off the clothes last night! Ah Jiu wants to cry but has no tears, why does she have no memory at all, and how can she always see the uncle with this old face in the future.
"Did you win it? Give me a letter of approval?" Old Cheng patted the table and urged.
"I got drunk yesterday, so I shouldn't have won!" Ah Jiuyue said in a lower voice, but she didn't know whether she won or not.
Cheng Lao sighed, patted his thigh, and said regretfully, "Such a good opportunity!"
Ah Jiu was stunned, shouldn't she be concerned about her innocence, why is it like this
"Since there isn't, then wait for the next opportunity, and Ah Jiu must remember to call me to help. I'll go first!"
Ah Jiu looked at Cheng Lao with a handsome back, this is her courtier, why didn't she stand by her side
Ah Jiu expressed that it was quite a headache, because there were many other courtiers who participated in the overthrowing of the uncle, and they all came to ask one by one, but Yan Chuqing did not come.
At that time, Ah Jiu felt that Yan Chuqing was her favorite courtier.