lcionline Chapter 329 Drunk
Chapter 329 Drunk
As I massaged him, I slowed down because I heard his breathing become calm again, as if he had fallen asleep again.
He held her quietly, his hand slowly and rhythmically patting her arm, trying to lull her to sleep.
There was another inconsiderate knocking at the door, and even Yue'er's voice calling out.
"Young master, is Miss going to eat? We're waiting for her, the food's getting cold."
"Today I made their signature Cordyceps and Bird's Nest Chicken Stew, they raved about it like it was divine, don't you want to try some?"
Wu Ziyan licked her lips, and in her sleep she seemed to hear something about chickens?
She used too much force and her head almost hit Fang Yuerong's chin, but luckily he dodged it.
Otherwise, it would be a solid headbutt.
"What chicken?"
"It looks like cordyceps and bird's nest chicken. The master wants to try it. If you don't want to, I'll have Yue'er send some over."
It seemed that Yue'er had only come to give a notification. Since there was no response from inside, she immediately spoke loudly from outside again.
"Oh, Miss doesn't want to get up, right? Then I'll bring one to your room."
These words seemed to be deliberately spoken for the two people next door to hear, but Chu Qiu had no intention of disturbing them.
Because he never liked to overthink things; he wouldn't think about anything unless he saw him.
The moon jingled as it went downstairs, then quickly ran back carrying a gu (a type of ancient Chinese poisonous vessel).
He stopped at the door of Wu Ziyan's room: "Young Master, may I come in?"
"Come in."
When she went in, Yue'er kept her head down and didn't look around, which was the awareness a servant should have.
He placed the chicken on the table, glanced at Fang Yuerong, and his eyes seemed to say, "Good luck, young master!"
They wisely withdrew; this chicken was incredibly nutritious, containing both cordyceps and bird's nest! Hopefully, it would be of some benefit to them.
"It smells so good, it's chicken soup. Quick, let's have some soup."
Wu Ziyan woke up hungry, her stomach rumbling with anticipation from the chicken soup.
She struggled to get up from Fang Yuerong's arms, and even pressed down on his thigh with her hand.
hiss……
Wu Ziyan had already come to the table, holding a spoon and chopsticks, and the thoughtful Yue'er had also prepared a small bowl.
She first ladled a bowl of chicken soup into Fang Yuerong's bowl, and even added a chicken leg for him.
Then she scooped a spoonful for herself.
I took a sip, and the taste was absolutely wonderful.
It's really strange, it seems to taste only of salt, but it's incredibly delicious.
"Yuerong, come quick, it's delicious."
Fang Yuerong saw that she was indeed enjoying her meal and felt that this shouldn't be the case.
She is the Fourth Prince, and has eaten all kinds of delicacies since she was a child.
Leaving her aside, let's talk about himself. He has a vast fortune and has enjoyed all sorts of delicacies.
"You don't seem very interested?"
"If the host likes it, then eat more."
"I just feel that food tastes better when I'm eating with someone I like."
He gulped down the whole bowl, and some vegetable bits even accidentally got on the corner of his mouth.
When Fang Yuerong heard that she liked it, she took a small bite and found it was indeed quite good.
He then took out a handkerchief and wiped the bits of food off the corner of his mouth, as if a father were taking care of his daughter.
"Eat slowly, look at you, you're sticky everywhere."
"After we finish eating, we still need to discuss serious matters. We can't discuss them while we're eating, can we?"
"Then I'll go back to my room to get the documents. Today, when I went out with my employer, I carefully observed the merchants around here."
After saying that, he stood up and went out, while Yue'er watched from the shadows the whole time.
Seeing Fang Yuerong come out of the room, he showed a look of disappointment and frustration.
"Young master, young master! Why are you out here?"
"Go back to your room and get some things."
He went back to his room and took the written investigation reports. She was sleeping, while he was working diligently.
When she wakes up, he should report on his work.
The other two looked at him holding those books and thought to themselves that he really was going to discuss work.
Chu Qiu was in his room. After a while, he went out to find his sister, Chu Yu.
She didn't come back for a while, and I wondered if something had happened to her.
At this time, Chu Yu was left in the palace. As an outsider, she even spent a whole day listening to the affairs of the Xiao Rong Kingdom.
"Your Majesty, my elder sister? Just sign this edict for me quickly. It's just a marriage certificate. Why are you hesitating for so long?"
"This is Xiao Rong's prince. How can it be as simple as a marriage certificate? What do you say, Chu Yu?"
"Your Majesty, please state your conditions."
“My younger brother is a prince of the country. He can marry any member of the royal family. He can marry your fourth prince or the eldest prince.”
"Your Majesty is right, but you may wish to speak frankly."
"Then I'll be frank. I don't want my younger brother to get married, so I want you to marry into my family!"
She likes Qi Zexuan, but marrying into his family is probably not an option.
If her surname were any other, it would be fine, but her surname is Situ, which is related to the stability of the border!
"No, she doesn't want to. Sister, if you let me stay, aren't you afraid I'll cause trouble behind your back again?"
Qi Zexuan, with his love-struck mind, was completely head over heels for Chu Yu.
Qi Zeyun just wanted to fight for better conditions for him.
He kept making a fuss on the sidelines, wishing he could marry Chu Yu right there and then.
In the end, Qi Zeyun said nothing, but with a long face, he told Chu Yu to go back, and then ordered the guards to lock up Qi Zexuan.
"Sister, you promised me you would marry Chu Yu. How could you turn your back on me after ascending the throne? Your Majesty! Sister! Your Majesty!"
"Ignore Prince Xuan. No matter what he says or how angry he gets, don't let him out of the room."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
On her way back, Chu Yu encountered Chu Qiu, who had come looking for her, and saw that he looked worried and distressed.
She wanted to ask him what was wrong, but then she heard Chu Qiu's rare concern: "Third Sister, why do you look so worried?"
"Ah? Do I have one?"
"To use Your Highness's words, your face looks as bitter as a bitter gourd."
"I was about to ask you what's wrong? Your face looks like a bitter gourd."
"Your Highness, I had important matters to discuss with Yue Rong tonight, so I came out for some fresh air and came to find you. I was worried something had happened when you didn't return for a long time."
"What could possibly be wrong with me?"
"Is that Qi Zexuan?"
Chu Yu didn't reply, but judging from her expression, she knew that Chu Yu had hit the nail on the head.
Now, these two people, whose love lives have been fraught with hardship, are walking together. Though they haven't spoken, it's as if they've exchanged a thousand words.
"Hey bro, wanna go for a drink?"
"it's not good."
"Come on, let's go have a couple of drinks with your sister."
Originally intending to return to the post station, they turned a corner and slipped into a tavern that was still open.
"Boss, bring me two jars of the strongest liquor, preferably the kind that will knock you out after just two bowls."
The boss didn't say anything, but simply picked up the two jars and placed them on their table.
It says "A Thousand Sorrows' Intoxication" on it, which is perfect for the two of them.
As soon as the seal was opened, a strong, pungent smell of alcohol hit me, a fiery odor that seemed to pierce my brain.
For drinkers, this is fine wine; for those who don't know how to drink, it's a form of punishment.
"Come on, brother, drink!"
Chu Qiu reluctantly raised the wine bowl and clinked it against hers.
Before he even drank it, Chu Yu gulped down a bowlful, but seemed to feel nothing, so he poured himself another bowl.
Chu Qiu understood that it seemed his sister was facing a much more difficult situation than he was.
"Why don't you go back and talk to Her Highness? Maybe she has a solution."