Need for medical concubine: The king of war can read my mind and spoil me to the bone

Chapter 53 Is She Homesick?
The food on the table is extremely rich, including braised chicken, braised duck, steamed fish, braised shrimp and so on.

Mu Qingyan stretched out her hand and tore off a big chicken leg, before gnawing on it indistinctly.

When the others saw it, they were not as restrained and nervous as before, and they started to move their chopsticks one after another.

Hong Yu is a martial artist with a forthright temperament. Seeing such a casual princess, her favorability for her immediately escalated.

The peach blossom wine that Mu Qingyan bought was mellow and delicious, and Hong Yu, who already loved drinking, couldn't stand the temptation. She drank one cup after another, and soon became drunk.

"Your Majesty, you...you are the most forthright and enlightened master I have ever seen. Come, I will toast you." Hong Yu took off the cold shell and offered a toast to Mu Qingyan.

"Okay, do it!"

Mu Qingyan picked up the wine glass to meet her, and then drank it down.

She drank very lightly, and got drunk after just one glass. After she drank all the wine in the glass, a blush appeared on her face, and her eyes began to blur.

Mu Qingyan stood up while twisting the wine glass, smiled at everyone: "Good wine goes with good poetry, how can there be no poetry in sweet and delicious peach blossom wine? Come, come, let's compose poetry together, how about it?"

Lu'er frowned: "But ma'am, slaves don't know how to compose poems."

The other maids also said no.

Mu Qingyan: "It's okay...it doesn't matter, I'll read it to you."

Lu'er cheered: "Wow, ma'am, you can also compose poetry."

"Hmm..." Mu Qingyan put the wine glass on the table, twisted the jug and climbed onto the table, then raised the peach blossom wine jug with spout high, raised her head and poured a sip of wine into her mouth, and drank it Then I began to read poems: "When will the bright moon come, ask the blue sky for wine. I don't know the palace in the sky, what year is this eve..."

Outside the door, Liu Shiying invited Long Chengye to go to Cuiliu Pavilion. When passing by the door of Lingyu Pavilion, Long Chengye heard the commotion coming from inside, so he hurriedly eavesdropped in the corridor, but unexpectedly, he heard Mu Qingyan write poetry.

"...People have sorrows and joys, and the moon has cloudy and sunny waxes and wanes. This matter is difficult in ancient times. I hope that people will live a long time and share the joys and joys of thousands of miles."

After reading the last sentence, Mu Qingyan lowered her head, her eyes were full of loneliness.

Looking at Mu Qingyan like this, Long Chengye was inexplicably touched.

Is she homesick?
Suddenly, Mu Qingyan squatted down, clasped her knees with her hands, and started to cry.

"I want to go home!"

As soon as she cried, Lu'er immediately panicked, patted Mu Qingyan on the back and comforted her: "Madam, didn't we just go home today? If you still miss home, I will accompany you back tomorrow."

Mu Qingyan raised her tearless eyes and shook her head: "It's not the Duke's Mansion, it's the destination of my heart."

Hong Yu leaned forward, pretending to be smart and said: "Your subordinates know that the destination of the empress' heart is the prince, and the empress said she wants to go home, because she wants to go to Lingyun Pavilion to accompany the prince."

"Oh!" Everyone suddenly realized.

Long Chengye's heart was inexplicably excited, and the enchanting incense that Tang You suppressed for him in the afternoon seemed to be showing signs of attack again.

Lu'er immediately stretched out her hand to help Mu Qingyan: "Your Majesty, since you miss the lord, let this servant help you to go to Lingyun Pavilion to find the lord."

Speaking the truth after drinking, it seems that the empress loves the prince badly in her heart.

Long Chengye turned around, ready to go back to Lingyun Pavilion first.

At this time, Mu Qingyan's irritated voice came from behind: "Who misses that scumbag king? I don't want to go to Lingyun Pavilion to look for him, what I said is...it's..."

Mu Qingyan was in a daze, unable to think of suitable words to describe the future home she wanted to return to.

(End of this chapter)