Ye Qiqi lowered his head and drank all the wine in the glass to cover up his embarrassment.
Mo Hanqing, on the other hand, leisurely and leisurely drank the wine in the glass in his hand.
After Huangfu Ling finished his toast, he walked back to sit next to Gong Mei. After the two of them were silent for a moment, he finally couldn't help but said to Gong Mei: "Every girl you like has been kissed by someone else. You have such a tone." Can you bear it? How about we find a chance to kill that Mr. Mo?"
"Yeah." Gong Mei narrowed her eyes, twirled the wine glass in her hand with her slender fingers, pondered for a moment, and then said in a low voice: "We can consider this idea."
Huangfuling smiled "hehe", turned back and stopped talking.
At the reception dinner, Huangfuling also prepared some singing and dancing performances, all of which were very characteristic of Beichen Kingdom.
Liu Yunwei watched the performances without blinking, and even forgot to eat the food in front of her.
Mo Hanqing looked leisurely and contented.
As for Ye Qiqi, because Mo Hanqing so bluntly said that the reason for her swollen mouth was from kissing, she was embarrassed and kept drinking the fruit wine in front of her.
The maid standing behind Ye Qiqi was very dedicated and kept pouring wine into her wine glass.
After the whole dinner party, Ye Qiqi couldn't count how much wine she drank, but she felt like everything in front of her was shaking constantly.
"Thank you, Prime Minister Huangfu, for your hospitality." Mo Hanqing stood up slowly, clasped his hands towards Huangfu Ling and said, "I can't thank you enough."
"Young Master Mo, you're welcome." Huangfuling also said politely towards Mo Hanqing with a gentle smile on his face.
"Then I will say goodbye to you and go back to your room to rest." The corners of Mo Hanqing's thin lips curved, then she stretched out her hand towards Ye Qiqi, who was still sitting in her seat, and said: "Madam, let's go. "
"Yeah." Ye Qiqi shook his head and felt that Mo Hanqing's hand stretched out in front of him was shaking.
She stretched out her hand to hold Mo Hanqing's hand, but for some reason, it was empty.
Mo Hanqing frowned slightly and looked at Ye Qiqi's fair and pink face, which was flushed and her eyes were blurred. She couldn't help but asked in a low voice: "Qiqi, how much fruit wine have you drunk?"
"Ah? I don't know either." Ye Qiqi looked at Mo Hanqing with a confused expression, then stretched out a small hand, plucked his fingers and counted: "It's probably only five, six, seven or eight cups, right? ?”
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Mo Hanqing was speechless.
Huangfuling raised his head and looked at the maid standing behind Ye Qiqi, his eyes full of questions.
The maid was startled, then hurriedly turned towards Huangfu Lingfu and replied in a clear voice: "Your Majesty Prime Minister, Miss Qiqi drank a total of six jars of fruit wine tonight."
"Six altars!?" Huangfuling was shocked by this number.
Although the jar of fruit wine is not big, one jar of fruit wine can pour out ten glasses of wine. According to this calculation, Ye Qiqi drank sixty glasses of wine in one night!
No matter how low the alcoholic content of the fruit wine is, I can't help but drink so much. It would be weird if I don't get drunk.
Mo Hanqing frowned and looked at Ye Qiqi in front of him. After a long while, he sighed helplessly, reached out and grabbed her arm, and pulled her up.
Ye Qiqi felt a force pulling herself up from the ground. She shook her body and finally stood firm.