After getting married, the pampered little eunuch turned black

Chapter 131 Osmanthus Brew

Qin Zhenzhen suddenly stood up and walked in front of Shen Jinxian.

He wiped the tears off her face with his fingers.

Qin Zhenzhen's red lips curled up, "I have a way to make you not marry, but you have to tell me the reason why you have to marry."

Shen Jinxian met Qin Zhenzhen's eyes.

After a long time, Shen Jinxian nodded.

At the same time, Qin Yichuan, who was staying outside, went to the side hall to find Yan Sui.

Qin Yichuan ordered someone to get him a pot of sweet-scented osmanthus wine.

"The prince has finished talking with the princess?"

As soon as Qin Yichuan took his seat, Yan Sui who was sitting next to him suddenly spoke.

It's okay not to mention this matter, but Qin Yichuan's entire face turned dark when he mentioned it.

Thinking of Shen Jinxian, Qin Yichuan was full of anger.

Yan Sui saw Qin Yichuan coming over, thinking that Qin Zhenzhen was free and was about to get up.

Until Qin Yichuan took the words.

"Shen Jinxian wanted to talk to Zhenzhen alone, I was invited out."

After hearing Qin Yichuan's words, Yan Sui knew that he had to wait.

At this time, a round-faced maid came in with a pot of sweet-scented osmanthus wine.

Put it on the square table, salute respectfully and leave.

Qin Yichuan poured two glasses of wine himself, one for Yan Sui and the other for himself.

"My lord, I don't drink!"

After the words fell, Qin Yichuan, who was sitting next to him, laughed.

Pushing the wine glass in front of Yan Sui, she looked at him and smiled, "Do you want to marry Zhenzhen?"

Yan Sui raised the corners of his eyes when he heard this.

Drinking and marrying the princess seemed to be two different things.

Could it be that this Southwest prince thinks that if he doesn't drink, he can't marry Princess Yongle.

Seeing Yan Sui's expression of disbelief, Qin Yichuan took a sip of wine.

The wine glasses are on the table.

Staring at Yan Sui.

"According to the custom of the Great Zhou Dynasty, before women get married, their fathers will give their future son-in-law a pot of sweet-scented osmanthus wine."

The hall was silent.

Needle drop is audible.

Before the Great Zhou Dynasty.

A hundred years ago, the Great Zhou dynasty was divided into north and south, and the Xiao family of Dongjun Dao swung their swords at Jiankang and established themselves as emperor.

Occupying the southern territory, the name of the country was changed to Dasheng.

If I guessed right, the first emperor of Dasheng really wanted to erase the matter about the previous dynasty.

I didn't expect the custom of Da Zhou to be preserved.

I thought that the customs of the Great Zhou were only preserved by the Northern Qi.

It seems that he doesn't know Dasheng well enough.

Yan Sui picked up the wine glass and shook it.

He had a half-smile and raised his eyebrows slightly, "The custom of the previous dynasty has been abolished."

"Are you from Dasheng?!"

Qin Yichuan narrowed his eyes dangerously, looking at Yan Sui with unfriendly eyes.

Yan Sui continued to speak calmly, "It's a taboo in the palace, I thought it had been abolished."

It was no surprise to hear Yan Sui mentioning the palace.

The Xiao royal family is most afraid of things from the previous dynasty remaining.

It's a pity that whether it is the Xiao royal family or the Dasheng people, they can't change that they were once Dazhou people.

But it's just a change of country name, in fact, it doesn't matter whether it is Dasheng or Beiqi.

The things left by the ancestors cannot be thrown away.

"Southwest is not the Daming Palace."

Qin Yichuan continued to speak.

"You want to marry Zhenzhen, but you can't even drink sweet-scented osmanthus wine. How can you let your father rest assured that Zhenzhen will be handed over to you?"

With that said, he poured another glass of wine.

Holding the wine glass, he pointed at Yan Sui with his eyes.

Yan Sui did not reject the other party this time, toasted Qin Yichuan and took a sip.

By the time Qin Zhenzhen and Shen Jinxian walked into the side hall, Qin Yichuan and Yan Sui had already finished two pots of sweet-scented osmanthus wine.

Looking at the scene in front of her, Qin Zhenzhen's head suddenly became dizzy.

Looking at the drunk lying on the table.

Qin Zhenzhen ordered the servants to come in and send the two back to their respective courtyards.

Holding osmanthus brewed over a hundred years old in his hand.

I thought to myself, no wonder my elder brother, who has always had an amazing capacity for alcohol, would also get drunk.

(End of this chapter)