[Zhan Zhao] Counseling County Master Chasing Her Husband

Zhan Zhao never liked the atmosphere of changing glasses in the officialdom, so he drank a few glasses of wine in the Shengping Building, greeted Bao Zheng, and went out to breathe.

It would be a pity not to drink the fine wine of the palace, Zhan Zhao hugged a jar of wine, and rested on a branch of a peach blossom tree quite far from Shengping Building.

He rested his hands behind his head, pointed the wine jar with his toes, and the wine flowed into his mouth like a silver thread.

Zhan Zhao secretly sighed: good wine.

Just as Zhan Zhao was immersed in the fine wine, some discordant voices came from his ears.

However, his martial arts are profound, and it is difficult to ignore him.

"Sorry? Is your reason to abandon your original wife and marry the princess? If you still have some conscience, you should go and explain it to the emperor at that time!"

This passage was spoken quickly and urgently, the girl coughed unceasingly, the man seemed to want to step forward to express concern, but the woman shouted back: "If you take one step closer, I will jump down!"

The man hurriedly said, "Don't..."

The lake was long and the moonlight was cold. The two fell into silence. After an unknown amount of time, the man sighed and said, "I'll come see you some other day."

After drinking most of Zhan Zhao's jar of wine, he suddenly understood the reason for Zhao Ning's refusal to marry.

Listening to the conversation between the princess and Chen Shimei, it is likely that Chen Shimei betrayed her in order to seek wealth and honor, and married the princess instead.

Then Zhao Ning became an innocent and abandoned girl.

Singing and dancing in the Shengping Building, I wish Chen Shimei and Princess Leping grow old together, and Zhao Ning is alone in the pavilion in the center of the lake, drinking alone under the moon, infinitely bleak.

Zhan Zhao has been in the rivers and lakes for many years, and it is easy to feel compassion for others, and today is no exception, he has compassion again, even though the girl is the one who almost became his wife, and she almost gave him a cuckold.

Zhan Zhao glanced over.

Zhao Ning didn't wear the anchovy scale skirt she wore for the first time today, but only a lotus-colored palace dress, which was bulky, but she didn't look as thin as last time. The pendulum fell down, and between the actions, there was a faint flow of dark light.

Her hair is combed into a double ring looking fairy bun, jewels and emeralds are all over her temples, the moonlight is bright and clear, the jewels and emeralds all over her hair add a bit of a living breath to her, unlike the coldness when she first met.

Seeing Chen Shimei, it took a lot of thought to dress up like this, which shows the depth of affection.

It's a pity that Chen Shimei became a son-in-law, and she paid for it by mistake after all.

Zhan Zhao shook his head and sighed softly, feeling very regretful, he tiptoed the wine jar, which landed lightly on the ground, and was about to turn around to leave, but saw Zhao Ning standing on the edge of the pavilion with the wine jug in his left hand and the luminous cup in his right , crumbling.

The spring breeze blew, and the corners of her skirt swayed in beautiful lace, and then fell down.

Huxin Pavilion, also known as Fengyi Pavilion, is surrounded by bottomless lake water.

Zhan Zhao didn't have time to think, so he swooped over, touched the lake with his toes, and grabbed Zhao Ning up before he fell into the water.

For a man who has always been in chaos and abandoned him, he despised his life so much?

Zhan Zhao looked at her with more compassion.

Zhan Zhao put her down.

Zhao Ning saw the person coming, surprise flashed in his eyes, and then his pupils became clear little by little, and he looked at Zhan Zhao without saying a word.

——How much did he hear about what happened just now?

"Where is the princess' maid?"

Zhan Zhao broke the silence.

The night wind blew, and the pearl tassels shook, Zhao Ning lowered his eyelids: "I sent you away."

Zhan Zhao nodded, Xin Dao and Chen Shimei talked about such a private matter, didn't they just want to send away the maids and guards?

"The frost is cold and the dew is heavy, Zhan will send the princess back."

Zhan Zhao said, worried that if she left, she couldn't think about it, so she jumped into the water and committed suicide.

Zhao Ning's eyes were red, maybe it was because of crying just now, she looked at Zhan Zhao, and asked cautiously, "You've been around?"

Zhan Zhao was noncommittal and did not speak.

Zhao Ning lowered his eyelids, and lowered his voice a little: "Did you hear everything?"

It is related to the reputation of the royal family, Zhan Zhao thought for a while, and finally said: "Princess, Zhan is not a talkative person."

"That..."

Zhao Ning lowered his head, pondered for a while, and felt that he needed to explain. After thinking for a long time, his voice became crying: "Can you accompany me for a drink or two?"

Maybe it was because Zhao Ning was really pitiful, or maybe it was because the moonlight tonight made him unable to look away, Zhan Zhao hesitated for a while, then sat down, putting the Juque Sword aside.

"Only two glasses."

Zhan Zhaodao.

"it is good."

Zhan Zhao glanced at the table, there were a few delicate dishes, the silver jug ​​gleamed in the moonlight, two pairs of sandalwood chopsticks lined up on both sides, one luminous cup was on the table, the other followed Zhao Ning's movements fell into the lake.

Zhao Ning filled up the wine, and his words were full of bitterness: "The person I was waiting for will not come again."

Zhao An is determined to live with Chen Shimei, what should she do to persuade Zhao An to come back?

After speaking, he picked up the wine glass and drank it down.

Maybe it was because she drank too quickly, or maybe the wine was too spicy, she leaned on the table, clutching her chest and coughing violently.

Zhan Zhao sat across from him, not knowing how to comfort him, and after thinking for a long time, Fang said: "Princess, you can't do anything about feelings."

Zhao Ning was taken aback, and coughed even harder.

After a while, she stopped coughing and pointed to the wine jar on the table that was still stained with dirt: "Brother Huang said that when a girl is born in the folk, a jar of wine will be buried in the family, and when she gets married Open it, and call it Nur Hong. So Huang Xiong took me and Huang Jie, and buried wine in the imperial garden, saying that we would take it out and drink after we got married."

Thinking of the deep love between sisters in the past, Zhao Ning felt sad. If she hadn't saved Chen Shimei and let him freeze to death on the street, wouldn't the embarrassing situation of today be gone?

"This wine was buried at that time. Sister Huang and I have been together for decades, and we have a deep sisterly relationship, but now we actually broke up because of Chen Shimei, Zhan Zhao, you are not ridiculous."

Zhao An refused to come, no need to think too much, Zhao Ning also knew what her intention was.

But Chen Shimei has an original wife, and the journey of three people will not be easy.

Thinking of the ending of Zhao An's previous life, Zhao Ning couldn't bear it anymore. He lowered his head, his eyes were slightly red, and his eyes were full of confusion.

"Princess, uh..."

Zhan Zhao paused, and finally decided to be a quiet listener.

Zhao Ning poured another glass of wine and drank it all in one gulp. When pouring the third glass, Zhan Zhao held her down and said, "Don't drink any more, too much alcohol will hurt your health."

"Zhan Zhao..."

Looking at the heroic man in front of him, Zhao Ning suddenly understood what Zhao An was thinking. No matter how much other people said, they couldn't see through it as clearly as he could.

But the matter of feelings has never been controlled by the heart.

Zhan Zhao's eyes were clear, and Zhao Ning's heart beat faster, and a thought suddenly came to her mind: getting drunk with the person she likes can be regarded as a fulfillment of the obsession in her previous life that she couldn't even die in peace. Although she can't get drunk due to physical reasons , but she can pretend to be drunk.

Zhao Ning's gaze became blurred, and Zhan Zhao felt flustered for no reason.

"...Princess, Zhan will send you back."

"No, I want to drink."

"..."

Zhan Zhao looked at the drunk girl in front of him, hesitating whether to knock her unconscious and carry her back to her bedroom.

Zhao Ning finally let go of Zhan Zhao's hand, picked up the jug, and poured it into his mouth.

Zhan Zhao rushed to grab the jug, but she didn't let go, and Zhan Zhao didn't dare to use too much force. During the pull, the wine spilled all over Zhao Ning.

Zhao Ning let go of the wine glass, looked at Zhan Zhao purely, as if saying, why did you wet my clothes.

Zhan Zhao Ququan coughed lightly: "Princess, the wine is gone, let's go back."

"Do not."

Zhao Ning hugged the wine jar on the table, not caring that there was still mud on it, his beautiful eyes smiled into a crescent shape, and said: "There is still, I want to drink."

Then he looked at Zhan Zhao, pointed to the moonlight cup on the table, and said, "You drink with me, okay?"

Zhan Zhao looked down at the moonlight cup.

The moonlight is silver, and the cup is also silver, but there is a faint lip print on the silver.

Zhao Ning leaned his chin on the jar, blinked his misty eyes, and said with a big tongue: "You...you don't despise me, do you?"

Zhan Zhao looked at the lip marks left on the cup, and the words of disgust stuck in his throat.

Zhan Zhao rubbed his brows, Drunk people should not be messed with, and drunk women should not be messed with.

Zhan Zhao snatched the wine jar from Shouning's arms, held it with one hand, saluted Shouning, and said, "Princess, please."

Then the wine jar was thrown into the air, and the wine spilled out a silver line.

He drank the entire jar of wine.

After drinking, Zhan Zhao put the wine jar on the table, Shou Ning rested his chin with both hands, and opened his mouth slightly.

Zhan Zhao said: "The ten-year-old daughter's wine is red, thank you Princess for giving me the wine."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhan Zhao felt a little dizzy, and Zhao Ning's face in front of him also began to blur. In a daze, he saw her walking over.

Night fell.

When Zhan Zhao woke up again, he was awakened by smoke.

The bed was soft and the room was very fragrant. As a person who has been in the rivers and lakes for many years, Zhan Zhao blushed when he was very hopeless—he woke up in a women's boudoir, and someone took off his clothes. Wear only close-fitting small clothes.

Then he saw a more blushing picture.

Zhao Ning was dressed in light gauze, with a graceful figure, sitting on a pear wood chair, fiddling with things on the table.

The veil skirt hooked her imperfect curves, and her bare feet could be vaguely seen, which were a bit too white.

Zhan Zhao looked away in embarrassment, and wanted to get up, but found that his whole body was limp.

He couldn't remember what happened last night, he only remembered Shouning's pear-blossoming little face, and the altar of Daughter Hong who was drunk by him.

That wine was really good wine, and it was probably the culprit that caused him to lie here.

Zhan Zhao closed his eyes, but the person who persuaded him to drink was more drunk than the person who wanted to drink, what kind of thing is this?

Zhao Ning is weak and inexperienced, not a martial artist, so how did he get a man of eight feet into her boudoir?

How many people know what happened last night?

And the fact that the foreigner woke up on the princess's bed was enough for him to feel whether the tiger's head in Kaifeng Mansion was sharp enough.

The author has something to say: it is still an overhaul