Bian Ding watched Han Sa raise his head and drain the bowl of chicken soup until every drop was left. At the end, he licked his lips, raised his eyebrows at him with an unfinished expression and raised his chin, signaling him to hurry up.
Bian Ding couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Wish me a happy new year, and I will bring you some chicken drumsticks."
"Bah!" Han Sa smashed the bowl in his hand instantly.
With the sound of "clang", Bian Ding stepped aside, avoiding his quenching bite, but took another bowl to pick up food for him.
Xiao Mubai's eyes swept over in response, Han Sa flattened his mouth and lowered his head.
Seeing this, Li Xinlan stood up and spoke before Xiao Mubai: "Peace every year, peace every year..."
Shi Zhongfei was already lying on the table. Hearing this sound, he raised his head, grinned, clapped and shouted along with Li Xinlan: "Peace every year, peace every year..."
The veins on Xiao Mubai's forehead throbbed and he pinched his eyebrows.
Li Xinlan quickly called the servants to carry Shi Zhongfei down, and then called the maids to clean up the debris and leftover dishes on the floor.
Bian Ding picked up a bowl full of vegetables, Bian Hao got some wine, and the two of them went to the door to accompany Han Sa.
Bingwen glanced at Xian Li and Xiao Mubai who were still in the room, took a bottle of wine and walked to Xiao Mubai's side.
"I don't drink." Xiao Mubai frowned.
"I'm here to apologize." Bingwen said "gudong" twice: "Some days ago, I wrongly blamed His Highness King Mo."
Xiao Mubai picked up the tea cup and took a sip: "You can question this king for Ah Chu, and it's not in vain that he trusts you so much."
Bingwen's face was still shy just now, but after hearing the word 'trust', he became sad.
"Su Qianle has disappeared without a trace now. I don't know how sad his brother will feel after Qian'an comes back..." As soon as he finished his words, he saw Xian Li suddenly stood up, picked up a bottle of wine and walked towards the door. Go.
Bingwen looked at her back in astonishment, and Xiao Mubai sighed softly: "You can't hold back your words, go and coax her."
Bingwen's face was startled, and then he reacted: "She has a brother?"
"If she wants to say it, she will tell you." After Xiao Mubai finished speaking, he took the lead and walked out.
Han Sa, who was eating meat and drinking at the door, was about to follow him with a chicken leg in his mouth. Xiao Mubai turned his head and waved to him: "You can play by yourself tonight. There is no need to follow me."
Han Sa wanted to speak, but he still had the chicken drumstick in his mouth. Before he could swallow it, Xiao Mubai had disappeared.
"Come on, you don't have to be restrained anymore." Bian Ding patted his shoulder and joked.
Han Sa rolled up her sleeves and took a bottle of wine in her hand. After swallowing the meat in her mouth, she finally freed up her mouth to speak: "Grandpa, I drank today and you kowtow to greet the New Year."
The three of them were holding a jug of wine when they saw Bingwen carrying a jug of wine and walking out of the house. Just as Bian Hao was about to follow him, Bingwen shook his head and walked towards Xianli.
Han Sa saw this and teased him: "I don't have any eyesight at all."
Bian Hao rolled his eyes at him and sighed: "These two people, I don't know when they will be able to do it."
Han Sa clicked his tongue and said, "I think Bingwen is quite capable of getting things done. In front of the snow and under the moonlight, he drank so much wine and said so many love words, his drunken eyes were hazy and his cheeks were flushed..."
Bian Hao's eyes lit up: "You kid, what you said makes sense."
Bian Ding thought of Xian Li leaning on a branch and drinking, and sneered at the side: "They are still talking about who is trying to trick who..."
Han Sa and Bian Hao had never seen Xian Li drinking boldly, so they rolled their eyes at him after hearing his words...
Bingwen walked behind Xian Li and looked at her lonely back. The hand that was about to put on her shoulder retracted and he deliberately said in a complaining tone: "Since you still have a brother, why did you lie to me before?" Are you saying you're alone?"
A trace of panic appeared on Xian Li's face when he heard this: "My lord, have you told me everything?"
Bingwen shook his head: "No, when he left, he said that I was unreasonable. I guessed it myself."
Xian Li breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time, a hint of sadness rose again: "I have been looking for him for many years. Although the prince has not said it clearly, I know in my heart that he is in danger."
Bingwen frowned slightly: "Missing?"
Xian Li sighed quietly at Yue and drank the wine in the pot. He didn't feel it was spicy, but felt it was extremely bitter.
After a long while, she slowly spoke and told Bingwen the long-lost past, but she concealed the unspeakable life in the military camp.
"No wonder you were so resistant when I asked you to protect Su Qianle that day." Bingwen heard her mention that her father took her back to the house because he pitied an orphan, but she took the opportunity to hide the so-called evidence in the house. Then he turned back and accused her family, which resulted in their family being destroyed, and he felt more pity for her in his heart.
At the same time, he also sighed, no wonder he was attracted to her when he first met her. That attraction had nothing to do with her appearance or her stunning dance, but the bond of similar souls, which made him fall deeper and deeper unknowingly.
At first, it was because she was Xiao Mubai's person, so the two tried to test each other's game, both trying to find out the other's purpose and background.
When Bingwen returned to Beijing in early summer and learned that Xiao Mubai had become an ally, he felt extremely happy.
Fortunately, he and she were not in a hostile relationship.
Xian Li really wanted to say that people like Su Qianle would not regret death, but when the words came to his lips, he remembered that he and Su Qian'an had a close friendship, so he abruptly changed it to: "The young master is too soft-hearted."
Bingwen still heard the hatred in her tone, changed the subject and asked: "Does my brother have any characteristics? Maybe I can help pay attention to it."
Xian Li curled his lips with all his strength, and teased him as if he was relaxed: "Young Master Bingwen is omnipotent in the Xiao Kingdom, but my brother, after all, is in the army of the Liang Kingdom."
Bingwen's eyes dimmed, and now his forces followed Anfeng Emperor's bodyguard and basically opened Wentian Pavilions all over the Xiao Kingdom.
However, after all, it was limited to Xiao Guo.
Xian Li saw his weakness and patted his shoulder: "We have been separated since childhood. Even if he is standing in front of me now, I wouldn't recognize him."
Bingwen couldn't bear to see her look lost, so he still comforted her: "Don't you have a birthmark or something on your body?"
Xian Li's eyes were filled with mist, and he took a few sips from the wine bottle in his hand: "He has also been a pampered young man since he was a child. His body is fair and delicate. If he hadn't inherited my father's tall and burly figure, his skin would be worse than I also want…”
She paused for a moment when she said this. Bingwen thought she thought her brother had entered the military camp, and then she suddenly stopped.
He was thinking about how else to comfort him when Xian Li's slightly emotional words came to his ears: "When I was young, I fell from a height and he was underneath. The seven-star hairpin on my bun was imprinted on it. It was on the left side of his chest. It was completely embedded at the time, and there was a lot of blood when it was pulled out. Thinking about it now, if it could leave a scar, it would probably be the only mark... "
(End of chapter)