When A Lan saw it, she snickered helplessly and helped Ji Xili and Chen Fei out of the Purple Spirit Palace.
"Has he been drinking all night?" On the way, Ji Xili sat on Luan Jia and couldn't help but ask Chen Fei who was outside Luan Jia.
Chen Fei sighed and told the truth: "The emperor went out of the palace after going to court. He came back smelling of alcohol. Unexpectedly, the empress dowager left someone in the main hall. The emperor got drunk and drove the person away in anger. , went to Cining Palace and got angry, and then started drinking again."
Ji Xili was stunned for a moment after hearing this. She had missed an important point, and she was thinking in her heart. When someone is drunk and sees a beauty in his bedroom, shouldn't he use his drunkenness to pamper her? How come he... got drunk and wanted to drive people away...
Naturally, Chen Fei didn't know that Ji Xili was thinking such nonsense, so he couldn't help but speak for the emperor, "Mother, although there are some things that I shouldn't say, I have never seen anyone more affectionate than the emperor." After all, the Emperor really cares about His Majesty's feelings." Chen Fei paused, "My Majesty, please don't blame me for talking too much."
Ji Xili felt mixed emotions in his heart and didn't know what to say for a moment.
A Lan, Chen Fei...
Everyone around her was telling Ji Xili that Sheng Zhiyu cared about her.
One thing they all could see, it took Ji Xili four years to understand.
She thought it was not too late, but she still missed a lot.
Ji Xili slowly lowered his eyes and said softly: "I know."
After arriving at the Imperial Garden, Ji Xi left Luan Jia, still holding his Diao Qiu in her hand. She did not let A Lan and the others follow, and walked in the direction pointed by Chen Fei. After a while, she saw from a distance We arrived at the man who was leaning against the tree and drinking. He was only wearing a black gown. There were several empty wine bottles scattered under the tree.
She didn't know how much he had drunk, but she saw that he was so drunk that his face was red. He seemed to feel that he was being looked at, and he looked up casually and casually. His drunken eyes were deep and blurred, and the corners of his eyes were dark. A slight lift added a bit of sultry seduction.
He didn't seem to realize it was her.
Looking at him with that look, Ji Xili always felt that there was something strange about him. He frowned slightly, walked over, and slowly squatted down under the tree. He looked up at him who smelled of alcohol, and felt a little... Feeling distressed, her lips were slightly opened, but when she was about to speak, Sheng Zhiyu tilted his head and looked at her for a while, reached out to pinch her chin, and said with a smile: "The person the emperor's grandmother is looking for this time really looks like my Xili. "
Ji Xili frowned: "You're drunk..."
Sheng Zhiyu narrowed his eyes, held her chin and turned her cheeks left and right, still smiling: "The voice is quite similar."
Ji Xili was a little angry when he looked at him so frivolously, "I am Ji Xili."
"You're not." Sheng Zhiyu let go of her, raised his head and took a sip of wine with some disgust, and his voice became cold: "Get out of here!"
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"roll!"
Ji Xili bit his lip, stood up and turned to leave, but after taking two steps, he turned back and threw the mink fur in his hand at Sheng Zhiyu, "Sheng Zhiyu, you are a bastard! "
Sheng Zhiyu seemed to pause for a moment, lowered his head, buried himself in the soft mink fur, and smelled the scent of someone he was familiar with.