"I'm here, I won't watch you die." Feng Zhiwei supported his head and said with a smile, "It's late at night, there are still tough battles to be fought in the future, let's rest early."
"I'll take you back to your room."
"No need." Feng Zhiwei leaned against the railing tightly and waved, "Go, go."
As soon as Yan Huaishi's figure left, Feng Zhiwei climbed up the railing and vomited upside down with a clatter.
She vomited and sighed ah hello, really, what a pool of clear water, it was ruined by those seafood.
Shockingly vomited for a while, she lay lazily on the railing, her stomach turned empty, and the excessive drinking began to wreak havoc. She was shocked to find that she, who was never drunk for a hundred glasses, seemed to be drunk.
Dizzy and starry, her whole body was as powerless as if her bones had been pulled out, she lay on the railing like a piece of paper, remembering the time when Ning Yi was drunk by herself that day, it turned out that being drunk was so uncomfortable.
Feng Zhiwei found out her conscience for a quarter of an hour, and decided to hang herself on the railing as punishment for getting Ning Yi drunk that day.
In fact, she can't climb anymore. Anyway, there is no one around for the time being, and the railing is wide enough. Sleeping here, she can spit into the lake when it gets wet, and it's so convenient.
However, someone was unwilling to fulfill her laziness, and suddenly her body lightened, and she was lifted up.
"Hey, don't shake...don't shake..." Feng Zhiwei's head was dizzy and his stomach turned, and he quickly turned his head to go, but it was too late, traces had splashed on someone's delicate and soft Tsing Yi sleeve.
Feng Zhiwei closed her eyes sadly, waiting for herself to be thrown into the dust with a bang.
The expected fall didn't happen, her body sank and then stopped, then went up again, Feng Zhiwei opened her eyes, and saw Young Master Gu holding her up to her eyes, looking carefully at her face.
The soft white veil brushed her face, Feng Zhiwei stretched out her hand to brush it, squinted her eyes and said with a smile: "Master, I'm drunk this time, last time I was drunk and only knew to sleep, this time I'm half drunk , I don’t know what I’m going to do, you’d better take me back to my room, that’s the one with the red cornices in the small courtyard on the east side.”
Young Master Gu didn't answer, but still stared at her like that, Feng Zhiwei supported his head, and murmured: "Either quickly take me over, or let me go by myself, such a person who can't see the world and doesn't know the ground, faints to death …”
She hadn't finished speaking when she suddenly felt a chill on her face, the white veil that covered her face had already drooped down, Gu Nanyi's fresh and clean breath approached her lips, brushing against her lips.
Something slightly cool brushed past her cheeks, and she glanced out of the corner of her eyes to realize that it was Young Master Gu's nose, which was approaching her lips, sniffing the smell of wine carefully, as if trying to guess what kind of wine it was.
Layers of veils were piled up on her face, his lips were close at hand, their skins rubbed against each other slightly, the green and clean breath enveloped her, she froze, and forgot all she wanted to say.
Young Master Gu didn't drink alcohol tonight because he was afraid of the raw seafood. He just wanted to smell the relatively fresh smell of alcohol. However, just leaning over like this, he suddenly felt that there was something very fragrant and soft behind the smell of alcohol, like a cloud of delicate flowers. Glamorous and gentle, it was a brand-new strange feeling, and for the first time, she stopped there in a daze for a moment.
This stupefied Feng Zhiwei had reacted and pushed him, Young Master Gu was pushed awake, let go of his hand, Feng Zhiwei fell down with a "poof"...
Feng Zhiwei, who fell to the ground, got up resentfully, thinking that she knew she was destined to fall, what was she struggling for just now
Turning around, I suddenly saw a small sedan chair passing by on the winding path not far away.
Feng Zhiwei narrowed his eyes.
She has a lot of wine, but her mind is not bad. This garden is heavily guarded. Who can carry a sedan chair so swaggeringly in the middle of the night
Look in that direction, or go to Jingxinxuan in the backyard, where she and Ning Yi lived.
So, who is it for
After Ning Yi went back from the banquet, he did not go back to his room. He adjusted his breath in the yard for a while. The autumn night was dewy and the moon was clear. The air of heaven and earth was very good for his internal energy. The Gu poison is forced deep in the dantian, so that the condition will not deteriorate too much when I go to southern Fujian to find medicine for treatment.
Ning Cheng persuaded him a few times, asking him to rush to southern Fujian as soon as possible, and the danger would be aggravated by one day, he listened and agreed, but he still stayed every day.
Ning Cheng was sleeping in the gazebo not far from him, tossing and turning and making some noises, looking a little dissatisfied, Ning Yi ignored him, practiced for a while, and said calmly: "I want to enter samadhi, except for her matters and things that endanger safety. Don't bother me about anything else."
Ning Cheng let out an "oh", knowing that once his internal strength was settled, he would forget himself completely, so he sat up carefully from the pavilion, and arranged the protection on all sides more tightly.
He sat opposite his master, seeing his haggard brows recently, a look of dissatisfaction slowly surfaced in his expression, he sat there resentfully, twisting his cheeks so that the left side bulged and the right bulged.
Then he picked up a piece of dirt, poked it with his fingers desperately, until the dust flew, and muttered: "Woman! Woman!"
He poked happily at the imaginary enemy, anyway, His Highness doesn't know now.
Suddenly there was a noise in front, someone was talking in a low voice, he frowned and turned to the corridor, only to see a small sedan chair parked at the door.
A young man who seemed to be from the Yan family spoke to the guard blocking the door in a low voice. Ning Cheng walked over, listened to a few words, frowned, and subconsciously wanted to drive him away, but stopped suddenly.
Immediately he went over and said, "Are you here to serve His Highness?"
Yan Huaiyuan didn't know him who didn't show up often, but he could see the status of this person beside the King of Chu, so he quickly responded, stepped forward, and smiled in his ear: "Sister She admires His Highness's demeanor, and would like to recommend herself as a pillow mat , this is the blessing of the Yan family..."
A look of disgust flashed across Ning Cheng's brows, and he slowly pushed him away, saying, "Stay away, you have bad breath."
Yan Huaiyuan's face instantly turned blue, and then flushed, Ning Cheng waved his hand and said, "Search."
"My lord, don't..." Yan Huaiyuan hurriedly came to stop him, not daring to turn his mouth to him again, and begged with his head tilted, "This is my sister, the young lady of my Yan family!"
"I don't know what you are, the eldest lady and the second lady of the Yan family." Ning Cheng said flatly, "I only know that this is the woman you sent to serve the bedroom, this is not a brothel, this is the residence of His Royal Highness, It is not allowed for anyone to come in if they want, and if you can't stand the royal rules, then go back."