My host is lazy again

Chapter 850 General Please Calm Down 29
Hearing what she said, Pei Zhanli slightly hooked his lips, and said calmly, "Really."

nice guy...

He lowered his eyelids, and a smile floated on his lips, not reaching his eyes.

The royal Mid-Autumn Festival banquet is grand, with a lot of red tape.First, civil and military officials worship the moon god, and then enter the imperial garden to appreciate chrysanthemums.Men and women sit at separate tables, men recite poems and compete in pairs, and women compete in talent.

Meanwhile, Luo Jian encountered a very clichéd plot.

Several young ladies from aristocratic families couldn't understand her, and coaxed her to show off her talent on stage, thinking that she was born as a court lady, so the talent she learned would definitely not be on the stage.

Luo Jian just wanted to deal with them as soon as possible, so she chose a talent that saves trouble and effort, picked up a brush and wrote a calligraphy, the words: "Mid-Autumn Festival, family reunion."

Such a perfunctory work spread to the men's table, and the civil servants read it and praised her words greatly.

What's more, a minister wanted to hide the paper, but Pei Zhanli confiscated it.

Facing the amazed and jealous eyes of the women above, Luo Jian sighed innocently.

Dinner at night.

The relatives of the officials sat together and tasted several Mid-Autumn delicacies newly developed by the Imperial Dining Room. They sang and danced.

After the series of procedures during the day, Luo Jian said that as a person who was about to "die", she couldn't bear it physically.

I really want to get sick.

Gu Bai played her a huge countdown on the screen to comfort her: [Master, you still have 37 days, let's pretend to be sick and do it step by step. 】

Luo Jian: I can live on for the rest of my days.

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But thinking about it this way, Luo Jian was very moral and didn't get "ill" at the banquet, so as not to spoil everyone's interest in the festival.

She rested her cheeks lazily, put her elbows on the table and watched the dancers in the hall twist their waists gracefully.

Pei Zhanli raised his hand to block the wine glasses handed over by other officials, paying attention to her situation from the corner of his eye.Seeing that she had secretly yawned several times, he asked in a low voice, "Bored?"

The little girl nodded sincerely.

"Do you want to go back?"

She looked at him in surprise: "Can you?"

Pei Zhanli took a sip of his wine, his Adam's apple rolled gently, "Yes."

He didn't like to deal with this kind of situation.

"There are parents here to deal with it."

Mother Pei at the next table twitched her mouth silently when she heard her son's words.

General Pei put down his wine glass and stood up, his tall figure attracting everyone's attention.

"Your Majesty, I am too drunk and want to go out with my wife for a walk."

What he said were polite words, the young emperor is not stupid, he heard that he wanted to leave early.

He wished he would leave quickly, and he felt upset just looking at him, so the emperor put down the sleeves of his dragon robe and said, "That's right."

Pei Zhanli lowered his head and reached out to his wife who was still sitting beside him.

Luo Jian froze for a moment, then put her hand on it.

The newlyweds left the palace in such a swaggering way.

But halfway through the carriage, Pei Zhanli suddenly asked the coachman to stop, saying that he had something to do and asked her to go home first.

Luo Jian didn't ask him what he was going to do.

In the middle of the night, he came back with a bloody smell all over his body.

Luo Jian was already asleep, in order not to wake her up, he kept quiet, but she was extremely sensitive to the smell of blood, and opened her eyes almost the moment he entered the door.

When he found a clean suit and was about to take a shower, she got up from the bed, opened the curtain and poked out her fluffy head.

Under the candlelight, the figure of the other party paused.

He turned around and looked over, half of his body was hidden in the darkness, with a vague expression, "Sorry, did I wake you up?"

(End of this chapter)