Travel back to ancient times to play danmei

"You..." Yanling was rendered speechless by Liu Juqi's rebuttal, for nothing else, he happened to be a lowly slave, and thanks to Pingqiang Wang's insight and knowledge, his talent was not buried in the stinky In horse manure.

It was rare for Qian Ying to see Yan Ling deflated, and he held back a smile and said, "Why should the national teacher care about him, isn't this a self-deprecation?"

Yan Ling developed a childish temper, and glared at Liu Juqi angrily, "This little thing...is not rude, but he is right."

Liu Juqi naturally calmed down, he felt that the old man of the national teacher was very interesting, and he was not able to get off the stage by himself, and he did not try to save face. He really had a bit of a family demeanor, so he couldn't help but bowed and apologized, "Forgive me, the national teacher, Liu Juqi's unscrupulous words made you angry."

"Hmph." Yanling drank a glass of wine and turned around, deliberately ignoring Liu Juqi.

"Sharp teeth, sharp mouth, you should be punished, and I will clean the plum garden later." Emperor Feng Lan said, and filled his own jasper cup on the wooden table, pushed it to Liu Juqi and said, "The dance is good, and it should be rewarded. This glass of wine is for you."

Liu Juqi blinked his eyes in confusion, "Wine reward?" Shouldn't the emperor's rewards be gold, silver and jewels, right? Emperor Feng Lan's banquet is quite grand, and the rewards are so petty?

Seeing that Liu Juqi was still in a daze, Xuan Yiyu felt extremely anxious. His father had never been a mild-tempered person. Today, Liu Juqi offended Pingqiang Guoshi with his outrageous words. It would be considered a favor not to be severely punished. Pick and choose the royal wine.

"Why, dissatisfied?" Emperor Feng Lan smiled lightly, reached out to light the wooden table, "Could it be that you still don't like the wine I drink."

"No, the grass people are flattered!" Liu Juqi came back to his senses, and immediately took up the wine with a flattering smile and drank it, sticking out his tongue so hot, it was so strong!

Xuan Yixi laughed loudly, took a snack from Emperor Fenglan's table and stuffed it into Liu Juqi's mouth, "Is it delicious enough? My father is a very good drinker, and he only drinks spirits."

Emperor Fenglan didn't blame Xuan Yixi for his casualness, but just waved his hand and said to Liu Juqi, "Go down and receive the punishment."

Xuan Yiyu also stood up and said, "Father, my son is dizzy after sitting for a long time, can you leave first?"

Before Emperor Fenglan could speak, Xuan Yixi jumped to Xuan Yiyu's side in two steps, pinching him nervously, "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Xuan Yichen stood up helplessly and dragged him away, "It's probably because it's too noisy here, so don't bother big brother, he'll be fine after a good rest."

"How can it be all right! Second brother, you are not an imperial doctor. By the way, where is the imperial doctor? Hurry up and announce the imperial doctor!" Xuan Yixi yelled anxiously and wanted to run again, but was cut by Emperor Feng Lan with a sharp knife. Just be honest, "Father..."

"Yixi, sit down." Emperor Feng Lan glanced at Xuan Yiyu, his tone was cold, "If the prince is not feeling well, go back first, and an imperial doctor Xuan will go and have a look, don't delay the illness."

"Yes, I know." Xuan Yiyu bowed respectfully, motioning for Liu Juqi to leave with him, Liu Juqi rubbed his hot cheeks and followed, the energy of this ancient strong wine came up really fast.

After leaving the noisy courtyard, Xuan Yiyu relaxed, took out a handkerchief and coughed violently, Liu Juqi worriedly helped him caress his back, "You really are too, how can you hold back your cough."

"Father doesn't like to see me sick and weak. Everyone is in high spirits today, and I don't want to make him angry..." Xuan Yiyu's face turned pale, and his brows were gloomy. The one closest to me is Yixi, but it's a pity that he leads the army all year round, so my father has lost a lot of fun."

"You can't say that, I think your father still loves you a lot." Liu Juqi recalled Emperor Feng Lan's instructions to Xuan Yiyu before he left. Although his tone was cold, it was still full of concern.

"If he really loved me, he wouldn't ask me to be the prince of Lao Shizi." Xuan Yiyu murmured.

Liu Juqi was puzzled, but he didn't ask any further questions. Xuan Yiyu accompanied him to the entrance of the plum garden in a blink of an eye. The thin suit made Liu Juqi shiver with cold. Seeing this, Xuan Yiyu asked a guard following him to take off his clothes. He took off his fleece coat, put it on his body and said, "The plum garden has been deserted for a long time, and it takes time and effort to clean it. The emperor has ordered it first, and I don't want to be selfish. I will send someone to notify Xiao Luan and ask him to come over later." help you."

"Thank you then." Liu Juqi patted him with a smile, "You go back and take a good hot bath and sleep again. Don't worry about everything. As the saying goes, a smile is ten years old."

Xuan Yiyu burst out laughing, "Where are there so many crooked truths, just go in, I'm leaving."

Liu Juqi watched Xuan Yiyu leave, and sighed deeply. The Fenglan Palace was calm on the surface, and the relationship between the princes seemed to be good, but Xuan Yiyu was always overwhelmed by a gloom that could not go away, letting him know that everything was going well. It's not as simple as it seems.

Liu Juqi tightened his fleece jacket, and a gust of cold wind blew by, he couldn't help hiccupping, feeling dizzy, and the broom he was holding almost fell to the ground, "Damn... what kind of wine is that? , almost comparable to XO..."