Donggong Zhangjiao

Chapter 290 Concubine Zhao Drunk
Fang Yun naturally refused.

It has been more than three months since she gave birth, so drinking some alcohol is not a problem.

What's more, enjoying a drink is a good opportunity to enhance the relationship, isn't it?
So, the first cup was done boldly first.

Chrysanthemum wine is indeed easy to drink, but it is still white wine. It will be warm in the stomach after drinking it, and people will blush when they are burned.

"I see that you may be too strong to drink, so it's better to drink less, your face will turn red after one drink." Pei Yao laughed.

Fang Yun said, "I heard the maids gossiping that people who drink so hard on their faces have good drinkers. Your Majesty, please don't look down on people. This chrysanthemum wine has a smooth texture in your mouth and is easy to swallow."

"Okay, okay, I don't underestimate you, come, I'll pour you another glass myself." Pei Yao was also in a good mood.

It's been a long time since he had such a good time to have a drink. In the past, when he had a chance to drink, he had to deal with the scene, and he was very tired.

The two of them drank another drink each, and then Fang Yun waved his hand.

"No, drinking like this is still a bit of work. Although it is not convenient to sing and dance for entertainment, the concubine said that there are other ways to have more fun."

"Well, let's talk and listen."

"Couple."

Fang Yun's beautiful eyes slightly raised, and she blinked playfully.

"The concubine and the emperor have one person and one pair, and they take turns to come up with the couplet. If the question is asked, and the other party answers it, the person who made the question will be fined a glass of wine. If the answer is not answered, the person who answered the question will be fined a glass and drink up the wine. or if one of the parties is drunk and admits defeat, it will be stopped, so what?"

The cups they drink are exquisite and small, and one cup is one mouthful, which is of course affordable.

Pei Yao agreed without hesitation, "Okay, then let you go out first!"

So the palace people guarding outside heard the following conversation coming from inside.

"Green mountains are not painted in ink for thousands of years."

"Green water stringless violin."

"drink!"

"The place where poetry is light is facing the spring water."

"When the literary taste is free, the flowers fall."

"drink!"

"The flowers are deep, the willows are shaded, listen to the music in the other courtyard, and go to cool off."

"The moon is shallow, the wind is blowing, and the high cities are more drumming, so I can return slowly."

"drink!"

The more they got in touch with each other, gradually, the people outside couldn't hear them anymore. At this moment, Zi Qingrong couldn't sit still, and came over to talk to Hong Zheng.

"Eunuch, should we go in and have a look? How much have the emperor and empress drunk?"

"Don't worry, the emperor has a good drinker capacity, he knows it well, besides, the wine glass is small, one drink at a time, it sounds like a bluff, if you go in now, won't you disturb the interest of the emperor and empress."

After all, Hong Zheng was more experienced, so he was stopped.

Seeing this, Qing Rong had no choice but to say nothing.

However, he turned around and called a little palace maid, and arranged for her to go to Yuzhang Palace, and asked Yanwei to cook the hangover soup first.

Now in the filial piety period, Fang Yun couldn't stay here, otherwise it would be another piece of gossip.

In the room, after half an hour, the sound gradually died down.

Although it is a drink, but if you drink too much, you will be intoxicated. Although this chrysanthemum wine is easy to drink, it is still white wine, and it has a strong aftertaste.

Under the candlelight, Pei Yao saw the person in front of him with blushing cheeks and a pair of charming eyes that were half-squinted, as if they were full of autumn water.

She propped her face with one hand, a jade bracelet was hung on her plain white wrist, and she was holding a wine glass, her red lips were still stained with wine, making her look more and more plump.

A smooth neck was exposed because of the outside, maybe it was because of drinking too much wine, the skin of that neck seemed to be slightly pink, like a delicate flower.

This time, it's not that everyone gets drunk if they don't get drunk, but that if they don't get drunk, they get drunk.

"I see that you drank too much, so stop and eat some vegetables."

Pei Yao smiled and put something in her bowl.

However, Fang Yun shook his head, stood up unsteadily with the wine glass in hand, and came to Pei Yao.

"No, the concubines haven't had enough to drink yet. Today, the concubines drank by themselves and haven't offered a cup to the emperor yet. Come on, the emperor rewards his face, how about a drink?"

As he spoke, he handed the cup to Pei Yao, as if he wanted to feed him.

Pei Yao became more and more sure that she was drunk, but seeing her stubbornness, he had no choice but to coax her and drink from her hand.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished drinking, Fang Yun fell into his arms as if his feet had softened.

Instinctively, Pei Yao quickly hugged the person, lowered his head and saw a smile in the charming eyes of the person in his arms.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for saving me. I am probably really drunk and my feet are not stable."

This is half-truth and half-false, she was indeed drunk, but she was not so drunk that she passed out, so there was also an element of teasing while taking advantage of the alcohol.

Pei Yao hugged her waist helplessly, ready to help her up, but Fang Yun's soft and boneless arms flexibly hooked around his neck like water snakes, and his whole body was crooked on his neck. chest.

"Your Majesty, all the courtiers and concubines have given a toast to the Emperor, and the Emperor has to return the courtesy from the courtiers and concubines."

The delicate body in her arms was boiling hot, and hearing that soft voice made Pei Yao's body burn too.

He could only coax him softly, "How about another day? You already drank too much today, so it's not appropriate to drink any more."

"No." Fang Yun shook his head, burrowed into his arms, and buried his face in his neck, "The emperor won't return this cup, and my concubines won't get up."

The woman's warm breath sprayed on Pei Yao's neck, which made his heart tremble more and more, and he called a goblin in his heart.

But he couldn't help it, so he had no choice but to agree, poured a small cup out of his hand, and handed it over with his own hands.

Fang Yun raised his drunken eyes to look at him, his eyes were like silk, and his red lips were smiling.

With his hand, he drank the last cup, and then suddenly came up to him and put Pei Yao's lips in his mouth.

The woman's lips, which she had just drank, were still moist and warm, carrying the sweet fragrance of chrysanthemum wine, which invaded her limbs and bones in an instant.

It turned out that he was still young and full of vitality, and he had not been around women for a long time, but he still had the woman he liked in his arms. How could Pei Yao tolerate this.

Immediately, he clasped Fang Yun's waist and deepened the kiss.

It's just a good thing that he has good concentration, and he still has scruples in his heart that these days are special, otherwise he would have to eat people today.

But Rao tried his best to restrain himself, and when they parted, Fang Yun's clothes were already messed up.

"There's really nothing I can do about you!" Pei Yao suppressed his anger and pinched the woman's slender waist.

Then he arranged the clothes for the drunken concubine Zhao himself.

After all, it's embarrassing to ask others to watch it.

In the end, even though he was reluctant in every possible way, he had no choice but to let him go back.

After observing filial piety for so long, it was the first time that Pei Yao felt that one year of filial piety was too long.

And Fang Yun's side.

After returning to Yuzhang Palace, before serving the hangover tea prepared by Yan Wei, the drunkenness in his eyes has gone by seven points.

"Your Majesty shouldn't be drinking so much, your body is important." Qing Rong said with concern.

Fang Yun smiled, "Don't worry, I know it well."

Of course there are numbers, otherwise Concubine Zhao is drunk today, how can she handle the emperor.

After drinking the hangover soup, Yan Wei came over and said.

"Your Majesty, beauty Xie went to Zhongcui Palace today, and then Yun Cainu went to Hongwen Pavilion, where the Third Prince lives now. This slave is thinking, does she want to make a fuss about the Third Prince and plan for Concubine Yang? What?"

(End of this chapter)