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Wushuang chewed a carrot and separated the two people with a grunt.

Kiss, kiss, kiss, you just kiss each other every day when you see each other, it’s so annoying!

They were separated, but Zishu Hexuan was still unwilling to let go of Mengjiao's hand. Mengjiao was wearing men's clothes but she had no choice but to let him hold her hand.

After entering the outer city, seeing the people passing by cast strange looks at them from time to time, they couldn't help but secretly feel lucky that even the horses had changed their appearance when they came out.

When the two returned to Qin's house through the back door, it was not yet noon, but when they entered the house, they found that Su Yin had already prepared a table of wine and food for them.

Sitting with her was Yue Nishang, who was pretending to be mature.

Glancing at the familiar big bowl on the dining table, Meng Jiao wanted to quietly remind her but was stopped by a look from her sister-in-law.

Knowing that her sister-in-law had good intentions and probably just wanted to ask some questions, she stopped thinking about it.

Seeing the two people walk into the main courtyard, Su Yin suppressed her thoughts and stood up to salute according to the rules.

Zishu Hexuan did not refuse, but also bent down to return the greeting as a junior.

He knew the importance of these two people in Jiaojiao's heart. Although they were not real elders, an elder sister-in-law was like a mother and was better than biological daughters.

Yue Nishang, who had just learned about this from her sister-in-law, looked at him with a subtle expression.

If Jiaojiao was with anyone else, even an ordinary peddler, she wouldn't be as entangled as she is now.

Why, it has to be a prince?

Although he is quite good-looking, I heard that he doesn't seem to be very good among the princes. Could he be trying to use her Jiaojiao to turn things around?

"Your Highness Prince Jing, please take a seat."

Finally, it was Su Yin who came to her senses first and invited Zishu and He Xuan to take a seat, but her tone did not seem welcoming at all.

Hearing the voice, Zishu He Xuan did not step forward immediately, but instead set his eyes on Meng Jiao beside him, with a dim look in his eyes.

Seeing this, Meng Jiao sighed, took his hand generously, and led him to the table.

However, it was she who sat on the main seat, not Zishu Hexuan, the royal prince.

Yue Nishang was a little stunned, but Su Yin frowned even more tightly, sighed for a while, and continued with the previous plan.

Today she will be a villain for once, and judge others by her own standards.

She really didn't believe how a prince who was so pure and unselfish towards the outside world could suddenly find her Jiaojiao? Jiaojiao didn't understand love affairs, but she couldn't help but be on guard.

Thinking of this, with just a glance from her, the ten-centimeter bowl in front of Zishu Hexuan was filled with wine.

"Your Highness Prince Jing is honored to visit my humble home. Although the wine is not much, it is also a token of our Qin family's love. I hope Your Highness will not despise it. As the host, I will drink the first bowl first. Your Highness can enjoy himself."

After saying that, Su Yin actually drank the whole bowl of wine first, and drank it without changing her expression...

Zishu Hexuan squeezed Mengjiao hard under the table, and looked at her with a hint of resentment in his eyes.

Meng Jiao rubbed it with her backhand helplessly. She could see that the wine was clear. It was probably because her sister-in-law was worried that something might happen, so she diluted it with water to test it.

Besides, as a member of the royal family, he just treated the three-day banquets and feasts as drinking water.

But they all overestimated Zishu Hexuan's alcohol tolerance. After a bowl of wine, although he sat upright with a serious expression, his eyes gradually became blurred.

"Thank you for the hospitality. I wanted to come to the Qin residence to pay my respects early in the morning, but Jiaojiao refused. I would also like to thank my sister-in-law for the invitation."

Su Yin frowned and looked at the jar prepared behind her. She continued to pour him wine with a half-believing and half-doubting attitude. After a few rounds, when she saw that he was really drunk, she asked about the doubts in her heart.

"May I ask how the prince met our Jiaojiao? How did they get together?"

As soon as she said this, Meng Jiao suddenly had an ominous premonition.

As expected, as soon as the wine bowl was put down, Zishu Hexuan blurted out very honestly,

"Two months ago, she went up the mountain to suppress bandits, she pushed me down and flirted with me, and she kissed me... Ugh~"

Hastily stuffing the chicken drumstick in the bowl into his mouth, Meng Jiao turned her head away feeling embarrassed.

She had forgotten about this, and she didn't know if her two sisters-in-law would misunderstand her after hearing this.

She is actually... a very serious person.

"He can't hold his liquor, so I'll drink for him. It's really urgent today. Can I explain it to the two sisters-in-law in private?"

The drunken blush had spread from his neck to Zishu Hexuan's cheeks. He ate the half-eaten chicken leg naturally.

When he heard Meng Jiao wanted to help him drink, he patted her hands and gently stopped her.

"I can drink, but you can't. Be obedient."

Su Yin looked at the two people interacting naturally and lowered her head in thought, while Yue Nishang beside her frowned. Although Jiaojiao was a woman, that was also Zhou Yuan's banner in her heart.

In the eyes of those who led the army in battle, alcohol was not a game, but a way to motivate the subordinates to unite and ensure their own survival. At the moment, they could not help but feel a little dissatisfied with him questioning the ability of their own Jiaojiao.

"Your Highness, you are joking. You have never been to a battlefield, so you probably don't know. If you don't want to freeze to death before a battle in winter, you must drink some strong liquor to warm your body. Everyone in our Qin family has been able to exercise their drinking capacity since they were young, and Jiaojiao can drink several kilograms without getting drunk!"

Something flashed through his mind, but was quickly forgotten by Zishu Hexuan. He shook his head to concentrate, still forcing himself to sit up straight.

"Everyone gets drunk, and she will feel uncomfortable, so... you don't have to drink. I can do it."

After he finished speaking, he continued to signal the servants behind him to pour wine, not noticing the changes in the expressions of the other three people after he said this.

Meng Jiao couldn't help but sigh that she had become pretentious even though she wasn't fighting, but she couldn't help but dig her hand into his palm until their fingers were finally intertwined.

Su Yin did not deliberately embarrass Meng Jiao afterwards, but she still failed to ask the right questions and support Meng Jiao.

Her expression was serious from beginning to end, because she just wanted Meng Jiao to be happy, and for this reason, she didn't mind being the evil person who deliberately made things difficult for her.

The jar of wine was not finished after all. Before half of it was finished, He Xuan was already slurring his words. He kept looking back at Meng Jiao. Even a fool could see the affection in his eyes.

After Meng Jiao's explanation, Su Yin also roughly understood what happened between the two.

Although she was amazed at her sister-in-law's bravery, she couldn't help but worry about their future.

Meng Jiao naturally understood her good intentions. After sending all the servants away, she told her some of the things she could.

Su Yin thought for a long time. She rubbed her brows uncomfortably even though she didn't drink.

"Jiaojiao, we know you are already capable of being on your own, but as your sister-in-law, I still want to do something for you.

No matter how well you speak of Prince Jing, my sister-in-law still cannot believe it completely.

If you like him, then I will tolerate him, but that doesn't mean I will accept him completely.

After three matchmakers and six engagements, the marriage certificate has been finalized. If you can really make it to that day, your sister-in-law will definitely give you her sincere blessing.

So, you don't need to persuade me anymore.

As long as the throne remains unchanged and the emperor wants to use the Qin family to threaten you, my sister-in-law will not leave the capital."

Meng Jiao was shocked when she heard this. She finally arranged for the two to have a good rest and left the main courtyard with Zishu and He Xuan.

Over the years, she subconsciously stood at the forefront, forgetting that these two sisters-in-law were also hot-tempered.

No matter what she becomes, it still cannot erase their desire to protect her.

After leaving the main courtyard, Meng Jiao, who didn't hear any sound from behind, turned around and found Zishu and He Xuan lowering their heads, trying to follow him even though their steps were slow.

She thought he was a little more sober, but upon closer inspection, she realized that he was walking along the same path she had just walked.

In other words, this person is clearly drunk, but he can still rely on his faith to stay sober.

Even unconsciously, he can still follow other people's footsteps and walk in a straight line without any flaws. He is really capable.

The sun sets in the west, and the autumn evening is mixed with a few cool breezes.

Meng Jiao was worried that he would get sick from being drunk, so she put her arm around his waist when there were no servants around. After a few leaps, she appeared at the end of the alley in the carriage that had been prepared early in the morning.

When the two of them entered the carriage, Meng Jiao clearly heard Zishu Hexuan heaving a sigh of relief, and then he began to tear off his outer robe in her surprised eyes.

Meng Jiao really didn't expect this action, but the carriage was originally used as a temporary disguise. If he really took off his clothes here, he would be hurt by the wind that blew in.

So she could only rush forward to stop him, but when Zishu Hexuan saw her approaching, he sniffed and got into her arms like a dog.

He pressed his lips against her neck and complained, while he reached out and scratched something.

"Jiaojiao, I feel a little uncomfortable and dizzy..."

Meng Jiao never knew that a man's voice could produce such a sad and soft tone. She should have felt it was inappropriate, but she liked it inexplicably...

I opened my arms and hugged him in my arms, but I could instantly feel his rapid and hot breathing. I couldn't help but nervously reach out to touch his neck.

Sure enough, his pulse was much stronger than that of an ordinary person. When he took off his clothes, he saw that his chest and shoulders were covered with red spots.

She didn't know what it was before, until she improved the liquor and saw this kind of situation in the army. Then her brain inexplicably came up with an explanation, and she knew what alcohol allergy was.

It's obviously an allergy.

Qi Cheng drove the carriage as steadily as possible. When he heard the sticky voice of his master inside, he wished his ears were blinded.

Give him back the master of the clear wind and bright moon he once had!

While I was daydreaming, I was pulled into the carriage.

He took a closer look at his master, who was shirtless and wished he could blend into the mistress. He lowered his head and dared not look at him again.

"Madam, what do you want from me?"

After checking that Zishu and Hexuan only had a small amount of red spots, Mengjiao felt relieved. However, she felt distressed to see him in such pain.

"Bring the water bag, hurry up. Has he ever had red spots on his body when he drank alcohol before?"

Hearing her serious tone, Qi Cheng quickly gathered his thoughts, thought for a moment and reported,

"My master never wanted anyone to get close to him, especially after drinking. Even if he was drunk, he would insist on going back to the mansion to bathe, so I didn't notice anything unusual."

"Understood, let's go out."

The carriage began to speed up. Meng Jiao opened the water bag and held the person to slowly feed water. Qi Cheng just said that he did not find it, but it does not mean that there is no...

He is really patient. Over the years, there have been so many such things.

Zishu Hexuan was indeed thirsty, but after drinking two sips, he felt nauseous and uncomfortable. He shook his head and went straight into Mengjiao's arms, tearing his clothes and refusing to wear them properly.

"If you don't drink it... you'll throw up."

She reached out to wipe the water off the corners of his lips, straightened her robes again and again, and finally had no choice but to let him hold onto her to cool her down.

If he doesn’t want to drink, then don’t drink. The worst that can happen is that he can take a longer rest. But from now on, he can’t touch alcohol anymore.

"Okay, okay, if you don't drink, will your shoulders itch? Put it on and I'll find a way to relieve it for you. Be obedient."

Zishu Hexuan groaned uncomfortably, and kept pressing his face against her exposed skin, but he just ignored her words.

"Itchy, it's okay, tomorrow, it will be fine tomorrow, Jiaojiao, don't worry, don't wear it, okay?"

It was really infuriating and funny, but his words also confirmed Meng Jiao's guess.

Finally, I had no choice but to use my inner strength to cool my palms down, and then I put my hands on his chest to coax him into wrapping his clothes tightly.

"He Xuan, tell me the truth, are you pretending to be drunk?"

She sighed comfortably, then Zishu Hexuan took her other hand and stuffed it into his clothes without caring about anything.

"I'm not drunk. I can still find the way back to the side hall."

"The side hall?"

Just when Meng Jiao was wondering why it was a side hall, she heard him add vaguely,

"No, no one will take me back. I need to stay awake."

The pain spread, and Meng Jiao felt chest tightness in an instant.

Yes, the Queen Mother only wants the result and doesn't care about the process at all. It's really not as good as her fighting and killing. Cutting meat with a blunt knife is the most disgusting.

Back at the palace, Meng Jiao carried the man straight to the bedroom, knowing the way.

She ordered someone to fetch water to wipe his body, but before the candles were lit, Zishu Hexuan, who had just been put down, held on to her and refused to let go.

"Be obedient. I'll get you a cold compress and be right back."

Zishu Hexuan shook his head, holding her and turning over to bring her to the bed, then he took her into his arms and pecked her earlobe.

"No, I'm not feeling bad anymore, don't leave."

The skin behind the ears was already sensitive, and this guy kept kissing her randomly. Meng Jiao turned over and pressed him under her, pinching his cheek and leaning closer.

"He Xuan, you're awake."

Certainty rather than doubt...

A gentle smile filled the air, inexplicably carrying a seductive flavor.

Zishu Hexuan opened his lips and sucked Mengjiao's tiger's mouth, and his other hand, which was not controlled, also touched her waist.

"I'm half awake, and thinking that I've officially passed the Qin family's name today, I want to kiss you like crazy, is that okay?"

Frank words, drunken and lustful eyes, Meng Jiao felt a strange tingling sensation on her back.

Now she really had to admit that her self-control was extremely poor when facing him.

Qi Cheng approached the bedroom door with the water in his hand. Before he could raise his hand, he heard the ambiguous voice coming from his master.

Fortunately, he still had some internal strength. If he really went in, he would probably have to go back to the Intelligence Bureau tomorrow.

This is the person who called...Why is it my own master?

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As the morning light began to shine, Zishu Hexuan frowned and slowly opened his eyes. He felt a chill in the air beside him and his heart sank. He sat up in shock.

He felt the temperature and confirmed that she had been gone for some time, and his eyes were suddenly filled with sadness.

Qi Cheng knocked on the door with water in his hand and asked if he had gotten up. When he came in, he saw his master looking distraught.

How could I not understand what was wrong with him and quickly open my mouth to remind him.

"Master, the mistress bought spring cocoon bags and oven-baked cakes and asked if you would like to get them now. If not, she will warm them for you first."

When Zishu Hexuan heard this, his dull eyes suddenly lit up, like a stone thrown into a calm dead water, causing ripples.

"She didn't leave?"