The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 119 A Little Drunk
Ye Feiwan didn't want to go back to the palace.

In the cold palace, she used to be alone waiting for Feng Qing to come back. Today, Feng Qing finally reunited with his sweetheart, so she must have not returned to the mansion, right?

Why should she go back?

Just now, even though Fu Xian's words were casual, she still listened to her heart - "If you are so inconsiderate, it's no wonder your husband doesn't love you."

In fact, he was wrong. For Feng Qing, she was extremely caring and caring, but even so... If you don't love, you don't love.

Walking along the street, he unknowingly came to the street where Ye Mansion was.

She misses her father.

But... Turning his head, he glanced at his arm. If he went back with an injury, he might not be able to explain it clearly, and it would be in vain to worry Dad.

In the end, he turned his head and looked at the wine shop not far away.

The people of Dajin are civilized. In the past, when she was the domineering young lady of the Ye family, she often came to the restaurant secretly. The restaurant was opened by a couple. The boss was honest and honest, but the lady boss was pungent.

After thinking about it, Ye Feiwan walked towards the wine shop.

But he never saw the proprietress, only saw the proprietor tidying up the wine rack alone, when he saw the guests coming, he turned his head and said, "Guest officer, do you want a drink?"

Seeing Ye Feiwan alone, he was surprised: "The girl came alone?"

"Yeah." Ye Feiwan nodded, found a corner to sit down, and took out five taels of silver, "Bring all the good wine here."

Five taels of silver is not a small amount, the boss naturally nodded when he saw this.

Although Ye Feiwan's drinking capacity is not good, it's not bad either. Today he drank a few glasses in Zuixianlou, and now he stays in the wine shop all afternoon, drinking intermittently, the more he drinks, the more he feels more open.

only……

She frowned and looked around, and looked at the boss in front of her: "Your business is not good here?"

The boss smiled honestly: "The emperor's birthday will be celebrated in a few days, and the curfew will be lifted for five days starting today. Everyone is waiting to see the lanterns at night."

It turned out to be the case.

Ye Feiwan nodded and filled himself another cup.

In this way, it touches to spend an afternoon here.

If there was no voice calling her from the door, she thought, she would still be able to stay.

As the night approached, the number of people watching the lanterns on the street began to increase, and the restaurant was always empty.

Until a person slowly appeared at the door, there was still some confusion in the voice: "Is it late?" Gentle and gentle, very heartwarming.

"This young master knows this girl?" The boss stepped forward to greet her.

Ye Feiwan's hand holding the wine glass paused, and only now did he vaguely remember that this place is very close to Ye's house, and Nanmo's house is next door to Ye's house, so it must be close.

Every time Nanmo goes home, he always passes by this road.

"Wan Wan?" Nan Mo had already confirmed that it was her, and even changed the title.

There was an indigo figure in front of him.

Ye Feiwan raised her head slowly, and saw Nan Mo still wearing official uniform, apparently just came back from the Imperial Academy, although gentle, but slightly frowned.

"Have you been drinking?" he asked quietly.

Ye Feiwan nodded: "I don't drink much." The explanation was a little loose.

Nan Mo glanced at the empty wine jar at the side, how can there be not much wine in a jar, and finally did not blame too much: "What happened?"

"..." Ye Feiwan pursed her lips and remained silent.

"But...it has something to do with him?" Nan Mo's voice gradually sank.

"..." Ye Feiwan gave a pause to the hand holding the wine cup.

Nan Mo looked down, his brows furrowed even tighter: "What's wrong with your hand?" The gentle voice added a little anxiety.

Ye Feiwan felt even more sour. Everyone saw that she was hurt, but only one... didn't even bother to look at her.

"It's cold outside now, don't move around, I'll go buy some hangover hangover first." Seeing that she remained silent, Nan Mo sighed softly, got up and walked outside, his footsteps were a little hurried.

Ye Feiwan was still clutching the wine glass tightly, his eyes were indeed blurred, but... his consciousness was clear.

On the side, the boss took away the empty wine jar in front of her, and said along the way: "Young lady's husband is so kind to her."

Ye Feiwan was startled, and looked up at the boss, her eyes were a little sore, after a long time, she grinned: "Boss, you are wrong, the one just now is not my husband."

"How come?" The boss was surprised, "The young man just saw the girl with worry in his eyes, I saw the real thing, and there are fakes?"

"Fake," Ye Feiwan nodded heavily, squinting and smiling, "He's my elder brother, not my husband."

Her husband will never look at her with worried eyes, even if he treats her well occasionally, he just wants her to see Qu Yan.

And... her husband would never call her "Wan Wan" so gently.

The tavern was still empty, but Ye Feiwan didn't want to stay here anymore.

Standing up, I was a little staggered when I first stood up, but soon stabilized, turned around and walked out of the wine shop.

Inexplicably... the current Nanmo made her feel uneasy.

There were quite a few people watching the lanterns. Ye Feiwan walked against the crowd. She walked very slowly, and occasionally helped the wall, so no one could tell that she had been drinking.

But at some point, there were a few more children running around in front of her, holding candied haws in their hands, laughing and running past her, bumping into her inadvertently.

His body suddenly became uncontrollable, and he fell to the side.

But he didn't fall down and was held by someone.

A familiar voice came: "It's late at night, the night is cold, what are you doing out here?" He whispered, "I was injured and drank too much, I... am worried about you."

The last few words were spoken with some hesitation.

I am very worried about you...

Ye Feiwan froze.

In the next moment, Nan Mo gently supported her uninjured arm: "Let's go, shall I take you back?"

After saying that, before Ye Feiwan could respond, he had already helped her to walk forward.There were a lot of people, and no one paid attention to their inconspicuous two people.

The night was indeed a little cold, especially when the cold wind was blowing, Ye Feiwan felt more and more uncomfortable in his heart, and his brows were tightly frowned.

After all, it was a bit unbearable. She held onto the wall and spit out a few mouthfuls of acid water.

The back was patted lightly, once, once, softly like water.

For some reason, Caicai's waking consciousness just now became a little fuzzy. The figure in front of her was tall and tall, but she couldn't even see his appearance: "Who are you?" She frowned.

Nan Mo looked at her, knowing that she was still drunk after all, and it was probably only at this moment that he could say something: "People who worry about you."

"Worried about me?" Ye Feiwan blinked her eyes, but she smiled a little bit of her usual coquettishness, "Then you must not be Feng Qing."

After the words fell, she wanted to bypass him and move on.

It's not Feng Qing, so she doesn't stay by his side.

Nan Mo froze, and finally took a few quick steps to support her again: "Wan Wan, you're drunk."

Ye Feiwan nodded, and replied honestly, "Yes, I'm a little drunk."

The person in front of him seemed to laugh lowly: "How about I carry you back?"

After the words fell, he had already walked in front of her and bent down.

(End of this chapter)