BOSS is working hard

This fruit wine couldn't be better, so I reluctantly brought a jug for you to drink, don't waste it. "

"Hehe, my nephew is here to thank the emperor first, but my nephew may not be able to drink a pot of alcohol, so please don't take offense."

"Why is there a saying that you can't drink wine? You only have a pot of fruit wine. You can just drink it. If you are really drunk, you can stay in the palace tonight. It's not like this happened in the past. I have always I'll keep them all for you, waiting for your arrival."

Zhuang Jing was a little embarrassed: "This..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted, "Haha, look at your reluctance, it's just talking." The emperor patted Zhuang Jinglu on the shoulder and said, "If you can't do it this time, come back later. Come on, Drink first and don't talk about anything else."

Zhuang Jing picked up the cup and touched him lightly for a drink, after that they chatted indifferently for a while.

After drinking for three rounds, the wine is exhausted and slightly tipsy.Zhuang Jing staggered and pushed away the half glass of wine that the emperor held up in front of him again, dizzy, squinting his eyes and frowning slightly, and refused, "Uncle, my nephew can't drink anymore, please let me go This time, nephew. Hiccup—" After hiccupping, the mouth is full of sweetness, really drunk.

In the past, the capacity for alcohol was not good, but I didn't expect that the capacity for alcohol is still so poor now that I have changed my body.

"Are you drunk?" Zhuang Jing was dazed and dizzy for a moment, accidentally tripped over a chair, and when he was about to fall, a burst of strength came from his arm, and then he was pulled, and he staggered a few steps, and when he finally stopped, he was already half leaning on it In the arms of the emperor.

Zhuang Jing's feet were a little weak, so he leaned all his body weight on him, "Well, I'm dizzy and my eyes are blurred." Fortunately, my consciousness is still clear.

The emperor supported Zhuang Jingyu with one hand, and held the small half glass of wine to Zhuang Jingyu's mouth with the other hand, his tone seemed to be a little regretful, "But there is still half a glass here, it is specially prepared for you, don't you want to drink it?" Isn't it a pity to drink it?"

Zhuang Jing looked at the glass that had doubled in front of his eyes, curled his lips: "Tsk!" Then he grabbed the glass and drank it up, then put the empty glass back into the emperor's hand, stood up and pushed him away, "Drink It's over, I'm going back."

"Wait!" The emperor pulled Zhuang Jinglu again, and Zhuang Jing turned around in displeasure: "Why?" You don't know that I'm so drunk that I'm going to walk on my knees, yet I'm so suddenly grabbed, thinking Will you kill me?

"You...you are so drunk, and you don't want to stay in the palace overnight, so you can take a rest and drink a bowl of hangover soup before going back?"

"Ah...?" Although his consciousness was still clear, his brain became dull, and he couldn't reflect what he meant after a long while. Zhuang Jing finally understood after scratching his hair, nodded and said: "Oh, okay." Then he staggered back to his original position and sat down on the table with his buttocks.

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"Zian, wake up, the soup is here, get up quickly." While sleeping comfortably, he suddenly felt someone calling him, and pushing him while calling, but Zhuang Jinglu could only slowly open his eyes.

"Hmm... what?" Zhuang Jinglu rubbed his sleepy eyes, a little confused about what was going on and where he was, and when he saw the figure dangling in front of him, his mouth was still running through his head, "Who are you?" ?" I don't know how long I've been lying on the ground, but just as I got up, I found my arms were a little numb, Zhuang Jing took a breath and gently rubbed himself to relieve the numbness on his arms.

The figure in front of him stopped for a moment, and then Zhuang Jing heard him sigh helplessly, stretched out his hand and gently scratched his nose: "You fool, are you sleepy? I'm Yaohua, get up and have some soup." , otherwise it will be cold in a while."

Yaohua?Who is Yaohua?Why doesn't he remember that I know someone named 'Yaohua'?

When Zhuang Jing looked at it carefully, a mouthful of old blood spewed out!

Fuck!Fuck!Fuck!Cao Cao Groove Cao Cao Groove! ! !

"Uncle Huanghuanghuang!?"

"Kuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

The young emperor in bright yellow casual clothes held a bowl in one hand, looked down at Zhuang Jingbai's distressed appearance, and finally smiled softly, shook his head helplessly, and pulled Zhuang Jingbai off the ground.

"I thought you should be more mature and stable after what happened recently, but I don't want you to forget a lot, but this rash habit has not changed at all. How can you be so reassuring."

Zhuang Jinglu rolled his eyes and struggled to get up, silently lighting a candle for his lucky value.But I still don't forget to comfort myself, it's okay, my great-grandmother said before, you can grow up faster if you fall. TVT

After sitting down again, the emperor brought the small bowl in his hand in front of Zhuang Jing, "Do you want to drink more, hangover soup?"

"Hiss...no need, I fell awake." Zhuang Jing touched the bump on the back of his head and gasped in pain, "Please trouble the emperor, if the emperor has nothing else to do, the nephew will go back first? "

"Alright, originally I was worried that you wouldn't be able to go back if you drank too much, but now that you're awake, it's up to you. It's just that you really don't consider staying in the palace tonight?"

Zhuang Jing stood up, "No, I didn't see my father when I came out, and I didn't tell him. I'm afraid he will be worried, so let's wait another day. Thank you, uncle, for your hospitality today." After finishing his words, he saluted.

"No, then go back by yourself and be careful."

"Yes."

The sun is about to set and the sky is full of clouds, and the swallows are returning to their nests. Before you know it, it is already evening. I wonder if Bingzi is getting impatient?But if it was him, even if he was really tired of waiting, he wouldn't say it, haha.

Zhuang Jing was walking when he suddenly heard the sound of people approaching.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, please run slowly, be careful not to fall!"

"Your Highness, wait for your servant!"

Twenty, Joy Dance Empress

"Your Highness, Your Highness, please run slowly, be careful not to fall!"

"Your Highness, wait for your servant!"

When Zhuang Jinglu staggered past the door of a hall alone, he heard someone shouting, the voice seemed to be behind him and not far away, and for a moment he was curious that Zhuang Jinglu stopped and turned to look, but he was hit by something.

"Ouch, it hurts!" A little thing with buns tied up was not as high as Zhuang Jing's thigh, bumped into him recklessly, but was thrown to the ground instead, sitting on the ground with his buttocks, pitiful Rubbing his slightly red forehead.

Seeing this, Zhuang Jingyu hurriedly knelt down# to help her up, helped her pat the dust on her body, and then took her to take her little hand away to help her gently rub the reddish spot on her forehead, "How about it? Okay? Is there any pain besides the head?"

The little guy rubbed his eyes and grinned his teeth obviously in pain, but he still said stubbornly: "It doesn't hurt, it's okay!" Then his little nose twitched again.

"Your Highness, what's the matter, Your Highness, are you okay?" A few maids came running from behind, who seemed to be the owner of the voice they heard just now. Little thing, then raised his head to look at Zhuang Jing, then withdrew his hand, and turned to salute.

"My servant Yunrong has seen the little prince, and the little prince is in peace."

"My servant Yunhuan has seen the little prince, and the little prince is well."

Zhuang Jing was still not used to their salute at this moment, he was a little stunned for a while, "ah, excuse me." Then he hugged the little thing in his arms and said a little embarrassedly: "I don't know which little highness this is, just now Xiao Wang accidentally bumped into her."

The court lady Yun Rongfu who was wearing a yellow gown said: "This is the eldest princess Yuewu Diji, just now Diji accidentally bumped into the little prince, please forgive me."

It turned out to be the eldest princess of the emperor's family, so wouldn't this be his little cousin?

Zhuang Jing waved his hand: "No problem." Then he lowered his head to look at the little thing in his arms, only to see that the little thing had tears in its eyes, and the pouting and fleshy face was not fat but round and cute like a child's. Adorable!

She stretched out her hand to grab the skirt of Zhuang Jing's clothes, and pouted her lips. Just when Zhuang Jing thought she was going to cry, she said softly, "Brother Zi'an, why are you only here now to see Yue'er? They are very good, get up early every day, eat, sleep and go to school on time, but why did brother Zi'an not come to see Yue'er for so long as he agreed? Is it because brother Zi'an doesn't like Yue'er?"

Zhuang Jing was a little dumbfounded, what if he is not 'original'?

But the child should not be too serious, right?Then Zhuang Jinglu put on a kind expression that he thought was very approachable, "Yue'er, don't cry, how can my brother not like Yue'er, but my brother has been feeling unwell recently and has been staying at the mansion all the time." It's recuperating. No, I'll come to see you when I'm in good health, right?" Zhuang Jinglu gently pinched her small face with his hand and comforted her.

"Will Brother Zi'an stay with Yue'er today?"

Zhuang Jing said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can't do it today."

Wen Yan Yuewu pursed her lips: "Why? Could it be that Brother Zi'an has something to do today so he can't stay?"

Zhuang Jing rubbed the top of her hair, soft and soft, "Well, today I was called into the palace by your father, and I came in a hurry and didn't have time to tell my father. I'm worried that he will be worried if I go back late, and It's getting late now, I'm afraid I'll have to go back later."

After saying that, Yue Wu frowned, buried her face in Zhuang Jinglu's neck, poked Zhuang Jinglu's chest with her little hand, and said in a muffled voice: "Mother said that Yue'er is a sensible child, sensible So, if my brother can't accompany Yue'er when he goes back this time, can he come to accompany Yue'er when he comes next time?"

Zhuang Jing rubbed her head and chuckled lightly: "Of course I would be happy to play with Yueer who is such a well-behaved and sensible child.