On the wedding night, the villain husband cried and his eyes turned red

That night, General Guan held a banquet in honor of Princess Shuhui and others. Since the relevant troops were there, there was no need to worry about safety. Many people started drinking at the banquet, as if they would never return until they were drunk.

Xu Shihuan didn't say anything to stop them. They were going to rest here for a few days before continuing. Even if they drank too much tonight, they didn't have to worry about anything going wrong.

The only thing that dissatisfied Xu Shihuan was that Wen Yidi did not sit with her, but was surrounded by the big bosses in the military camp. They didn't know the twists and turns behind the Wen family and the imperial court. They only knew that Wen Yidi was in charge of the cattle and sheep business.

Without the money earned from selling cattle and sheep, even the food and clothing of their group would probably be a problem, let alone entertaining Princess Shuhui.

"Master Wen, are you married now?"

A strong man with a beard suddenly poured a bowl full of strong liquor for Wen Yidi and then inquired. Wen Yidi didn't want to answer his words, so he took the wine bowl and took a big sip, his brows instantly furrowed.

The weather in Hezhou is cold, and people here drink mainly to warm themselves up, so the wine becomes stronger and stronger. After taking a sip of wine, Wen Yidi felt that everything from his throat to his stomach was on fire.

Seeing his embarrassed appearance, the surrounding soldiers laughed and said repeatedly:

"Mr. Wen, you can't do this. Why are you worse than a woman when you drink?"

"Exactly! Mr. Wen, I'm afraid you won't be able to get a wife in Hezhou like this."

"Master Wen, I have a niece who is eighteen years old this year. She is as big as a millstone. If you marry her, I will give you a baby in less than a year!"

"Wei Laoliu, what are you talking about? Your niece's physique is almost as big as that of Mr. Wen. You are so embarrassed to introduce her."

"Let's not just talk, come on, let's drink and drink!"

Wen Yidi didn't want to drink more of this wine. But instead of introducing him to girls, he still drinks. After drinking several bowls, Wen Yidi realized that he was sitting where he was, but the scene around him was shaking around.

He knew that he was drunk.

Wen Yidi leaned back, found an angle where he could see Xu Shihuan, and slowly closed his eyes. After that, no matter how people around him called him, he no longer responded.

"Master Wen! Master Wen, wake up!"

"Okay! Mr. Wen is drunk, let him get some sleep! Come on, let us brothers continue drinking!"

With that said, several people started drinking again. While they were busy drinking and chatting, Wen Yidi's closed eyes slowly opened again, looking dreamily in the direction of Xu Shihuan.

She was smiling and talking to General Guan about something interesting. Cheng Huaiyuan, who was sitting next to her, would give her a few bites of food from time to time, as if he was a close family.

As he watched, Wen Yidi's eyes turned red. He didn't want the people around him to notice his embarrassed appearance, so he could only turn his body towards the wall, and then closed his eyes.

Tears flowed down without hesitation, as if he knew no one would notice him from this angle. He suddenly felt that the way he was washing his hair and changing clothes today was simply ridiculous.

After all, General Guan didn't even give him an extra look today, let alone sit with them to eat.

It was almost late at night, and most of the people who came to the banquet had drunk too much. They stood up staggeringly and prepared to go back to rest. Although Xu Shihuan and Cheng Huaiyuan were a little drunk, they were far from drunk.

They sent Princess Shuhui, the envoy from Siwu Kingdom, and General Guan back to rest respectively, and then they made time to look for Wen Yidi. The two of them searched around for a long time before finding someone on a bench in the corner.

Xu Shihuan stepped forward and found Wen Yidimo hugging his body tightly with his hands, his thick eyebrows slightly frowned, and the traces of dried tears could still be vaguely seen on his face. Seeing his appearance, Xu Shihuan sighed softly and whispered:

"Wen Yidi, wake up, the banquet is over."

But Wen Yidi had no intention of waking up. He moved his head down again and stretched out a hand to cover his face, as if he was worried about someone disturbing his rest.

There was no other way, Xu Shihuan could only turn his head, pursed his lips at Cheng Huaiyuan, and whispered:

"Come here! Help me get him back!"

Cheng Huaiyuan came over and asked in a low voice:

"Where are you going? We don't have many good rooms. They were all occupied just now. We can't let him squeeze into the big bunk with the soldiers, right? Your room is still empty, but it's too small. He Where did you go to sleep at night?"

Xu Shihuan rolled his eyes and suddenly had an idea in his mind:

"Let's go to your place. Isn't your room quite big? It will definitely be fine for two people."

"I can sleep well, but the problem is that I don't want to sleep with him."

"Is it over yet? If you don't want to sleep with him, go out and find a store by yourself! Stop talking nonsense and hurry up!"

Cheng Huaiyuan knew that Xu Shihuan was impatient. He could only grimace and prepare to carry Wen Yidi back to the house. But who knew that Wen Yidi was so drunk that he couldn't use any strength in his body, but he could carry it on his back, but he almost fell backwards before taking two steps.

"Can you do it? Cheng Huaiyuan, let me tell you, if you dare to throw Wen Yidi tonight, I will beat you until you are called grandma tomorrow!"

"My aunt! How can he rely on me if he doesn't work hard? I won't carry him anymore. I will carry him. Isn't it okay if I carry him back?"

With that said, Cheng Huaiyuan picked up Wen Yidi and walked towards his house. On the way, Cheng Huaiyuan was still wondering, when was the last time he hugged someone like this?

It seems that many years ago, he was holding a girl named Cuicui in Yong'an City. Thinking of this, he looked at Wen Yidi in his arms again, wondering what was going on.

After finally getting Wen Yidi onto the bed, before he could take a few breaths, he heard Wen Yidi shouting:

"Why is this bed so smelly? Sixi! Come here and change the bedding for me!"

As he spoke, he staggered up. Seeing this posture, Cheng Huaiyuan rushed over instantly and grabbed Wen Yidi's body. If he was a step too late, he would have fallen off the bed.

"My ancestor! Why are you so troubled? I'll change it, why don't I change it?"

He opened the cabinet in the room, took out a new set of bedding, quickly replaced the bedding on the bed, and coaxed Wen Yidi to lie down obediently. After doing all this, he put the bedding up to his nose and smelled:

"It doesn't stink, does it?"

He shifted his position again and sniffed hard.

"Ugh...cough cough cough cough cough cough!"

After vomiting and coughing for a long time, Cheng Huaiyuan finally stopped. He threw the quilt in his hand to the corner and cursed quietly:

"Damn, that place just now must be where I usually put my feet."

The work was finally over, and Cheng Huaiyuan was very tired. He climbed onto the bed quietly, preparing to spend the night next to the bed. Unexpectedly, as soon as he lay down, Wen Yidi shouted again:

"Sixi! Why is there something stinky on my bed? Come here quickly and throw this thing out!"

It wasn't until Cheng Huaiyuan was kicked to the ground that he realized belatedly that the stinky thing in Wen Yidi's mouth was actually him!

Without Cheng Huaiyuan on the bed, Wen Yidi calmed down, and it didn't take long for regular breathing to be heard. Cheng Huaiyuan had a stinky face, resignedly picked up the dirty bedding in the corner, turned around and walked out.

"Stinky man, stinky man, how can you be a man if you don't stink!"

Cheng Huaiyuan muttered all the way, and finally most of the anger in his heart disappeared. He found a Datong bunk where the soldiers lived, finally found an empty seat, got on the quilt and lay down, ready to fall asleep.

But after a while, he sat up suddenly again, thinking to himself:

The smell is really strong.

That night, Cheng Huaiyuan had a very difficult sleep.