Ning Yi smiled and said, "Today you are the host and guest, please, please."
The two of them kept being polite there, seeing that no matter how polite they were, the old man Ganbahu rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "According to the etiquette, the second seat will be His Highness the King of Chu, but according to my rules, the sage is also the eldest." Bin, Marquis Wei is my great sage, I think it would be better for His Highness to sit with Marquis Wei at this banquet."
Everyone agreed, and the second prince smiled and said: "The sixth son happens to be very close to Mr. Wei."
Ning Yi glanced at Lao Hu with a smile, and then looked at Feng Zhiwei with a smile.
Feng Zhi smiled wryly, and said honestly: "It really killed me, kid."
Ning Yi laughed, and was about to take her hand to enter the table, when a blue shadow flashed, and a hand knocked his hand away, and then a gust of wind swept over, and the second seat was already filled with people.
Gu Nanyi and his family Gu Zhixiao.
Young Master Gu sat there calmly, and said calmly, "I'm with her."
Everyone looked at each other in dismay - only this young master Gu who had always shocked the world could do it like this.
Ning Yi stopped in his tracks, took a deep look at Young Master Gu, and suddenly smiled and said, "Success, you are with her."
Saying that, he pulled Feng Zhiwei and went to the third seat.
"..."
Young Master Gu wanted to get up strong and chase to the third seat. His family, Gu Zhixiao, was not happy, so he stayed where he was, and shouted, "Daddy and Zhixiao are together."
On the opposite side, Ning Yi was playing with the wine glass with a smile, and said leisurely, "There are at most two people at a table, do we have to squeeze the four of us together?"
Feng Zhi smiled wryly, and made a "nothing" gesture to Young Master Gu.
Young Master Gu didn't move anymore, he is no longer the person who didn't care what he wanted to do, he has gradually learned to give in and be patient, but Zhiwei always felt that what he was worried about was not her safety, but something other...
The meeting was reopened, and officials at all levels in the rest of the private seats also came to hear the sound, and there was an endless flow of respect. There were too many people, and Feng Zhiwei didn't remember that many people in a hurry. All he knew was that there were six departments, and Nine City Soldiers. The officials of the Governor's Mansion of the Fifth Army of Ma Si, etc., although she has a good capacity for alcohol, gradually became a little overwhelmed. The seventh prince wanted to bring up the old matter again, so he brought the three huge rattan wine glasses, grabbed Feng Zhiwei and said: " Don't think that you can escape drinking just by changing the table, drink first and then talk."
He took Feng Zhiwei's sleeve, and Feng Zhi gave way with a smile. The Seventh Prince accidentally slipped his finger, but felt the skin on the bottom of his hand was slippery. After coming over, I heard Ning Yi laughing, "Old Qi, you are bullying others. Since you said you want to toast, how can you not do it first?"
Feng Zhiwei quickly stood up, and said with a smile: "How dare you ask His Highness to toast the officials, I will do it first."
She happily went to serve the cup, intending to drink it up in one go, spit it on Ning Yi, then passed out gloriously drunk, and finally went back to their respective houses, happily.
A hand appeared out of nowhere again, stabilizing it in front of her, snatching the glass of wine abruptly, Ning Yi smiled in her ear, "Master Wei had a great time drinking today, but Xiao Wang is a little worried about his own well-being. Clothes... Let me replace this glass of wine."
Feng Zhiwei raised her head, thinking what can you do? You drink this one cup down, the unlucky thing is my clothes.
It suddenly occurred to her that this person had actually drank in her mansion, and he didn't really drink a glass. Does it mean that every time he drank outside, he would first take anti-alcohol pills or other medicines
After thinking about it, Ning Yi had already taken her wine glass, but the Seventh Prince refused to obey, and raised his hand to grab the glass. Ning Yi drank it down, raised his glass to take a picture, and said with a smile: "Old Seven , If you don’t give me face again, I won’t give you that book of "Fairy Sac."
The Seventh Prince smiled helplessly, and said, "The Sixth Brother just knows how to blackmail people."
On the other side, the second prince had a half-smile, "Seventh, you have no winks. Who in the world doesn't know that the Sixth Prince and Master Wei are friends? The friendship between the South China Sea and the North Border, you see, I don't want to join in the fun."
Ning Yi propped his forehead with his hands, and said with a lazy smile, "Second brother, you are obviously afraid of this vat-like wine glass, afraid of falling into it and drowning."
While the crowd roared with laughter, Ning Yi suddenly tilted his body as if he was overwhelmed with alcohol, half-tilted on Feng Zhiwei's shoulder.
Feng Zhiwei immediately wanted to quickly fall to the side too, but who knew that the man under the table suddenly grabbed her waist tightly, scratched her with his fingers, and almost laughed, a ticklish person, so there was no need to hide.
Just thinking that this person is crazy, and taking advantage is not such a common law, he suddenly heard Ning Yi's voice approaching his ears softly, "You must not go back to your own mansion tonight."
Feng Zhiwei was stunned, and quickly raised his finger to signal Young Master Gu not to act rashly. He poured the wine with a calm smile on his face, covered his mouth with the glass and asked, "Why?"
"Don't think that today is a coincidence. And don't think that the coincidence is because of you." Ning Yi took her wine glass and played with it on his lips, "If I want to insert a note for you, I won't do it on this occasion... You listen to me , wait and walk with me."
Feng Zhiwei pondered, thinking that this person's position is not his own after all, so he really just followed
In front of so many people unable to ask, she laughed and stood up holding the jug, clasped her fists in all directions, and said: "Brother... convenient... then..." Grabbing the jug, she left.
The second prince laughed loudly behind her, and said: "Lord Wei, you can carry wine with you when you go, and you are not afraid of the stench... Wrong, wrong... The direction is wrong!"
Ning Yi stood up with a smile, and said: "Come on, look at Mr. Wei getting drunk like this, don't use the kitchen as a toilet, my lord...let's go together by the way."
He walked over with a bit of a crooked pace, grabbed Feng Zhiwei's hand, and the two drunks supported each other, and swayed out amidst the laughter of the second prince and the others. The people in the room behind him were bustling with each other, guessing fists, fighting for wine The fight for wine, the noisy sound waves, rushing far away.
At the door, he waved away the servant who was about to come to serve him, Ning Yi held Feng Zhiwei tightly, the two of them hooked their shoulders and staggered towards the toilet, almost half of Ning Yi's body was leaning against Feng Zhiwei. On her body, the long hair was hanging on her side face, Feng Zhiwei only felt her shoulders were sore for a while, she gritted her teeth and endured it, but the man was still restless, lying on her shoulders, blowing the hair beside her ear time after time. Broken hair, blowing on her earlobe, the heat was forced on her layer by layer, her already soft body lost a little bit of strength, and the wobbly steps that she had pretended to be were really wobbly now.