Tyrant, your vest fell off

Chapter 295 - Awakened
When Sikong Que came back, he not only brought back some sweet and sour unknown wild fruits, but even brought back a jar of peach blossom stuffing.

This altar of peach blossom wine was buried in the wild peach forest before he and Li Qingmei left the cave.

He still remembered that at that time he had proudly called the peach blossom wine her daughter's red.

Today he found the marked wild peach tree, braved the drizzle, and brewed the altar of peach blossoms.

"Qingmei! Do you still remember this altar of peach blossom wine?"

He was a little apprehensive, and carefully tested her reaction, but as expected, he saw her bewildered face.

"Emperor Yunlie! The time has already passed!"

"Hmm! I know! Qing... Empress Feng Sheng, I have a pot of fine wine that I have treasured for many years. I wonder if you have the pleasure to get drunk with me?"

"No need! I don't like drinking!"

"I want to make a deal with you!"

Sikong Que thought about it for a long time. In the current situation, he could only find a way to keep her by his side before making any plans.

"What deal?"

"Be my personal maid, within three months! I will help you to clear up the chaos in Dayan!"

"It's that simple?"

She never felt that she would be so high as the Holy Empress of Dayan, as long as she didn't fight, she would just commit herself to being a slave for three months, which was an easy thing for her to accept.

"Okay! The emperor promises! Keep your word!"

She raised her palm, fearing that Sikong Que would change her mind suddenly, so she would rush to take his palm and swear an oath.

Little did he know that Sikong Que was already smiling at this time, and he couldn't wait to high-five her to make an oath. He didn't expect her to agree so readily, and the threats and lures he had prepared were all useless.

"Empress Feng Sheng, don't you want to drink some celebration wine?"

He unsealed the seal on the wine jar, and immediately a clear and mellow aroma of wine overflowed with the fragrance of peach blossoms.

He took the lead in drinking a few sips before handing the wine jar to Huyan Qingmei.

She shook her head firmly, indicating that she really didn't want to drink.

"Zhen... oh no, from now on, I will be your slave, Your Majesty, slaves really don't like drinking! Your Majesty, forgive me!"

"It's okay, if you don't drink, I will drink it myself!"

At this time, Sikong Que's brows and eyes were full of joy beyond words, he held up the wine jar and drank freely.

"Your Majesty! Don't be greedy for drinking, it's a waste of time!"

"Hi... this little wine is not enough to stuff my teeth! I'm not drunk!"

Although his mouth was stiff, his eyes were already drunk, Li Qingmei seemed to have a double image in front of him.

He lay unsteadily on her lap and hummed twice comfortably.

"Qingmei, my back is so itchy, scratch it for me!"

The corners of Huyan Qingmei's mouth couldn't help twitching stiffly, this guy, he started calling her a servant so soon!

But the two parties had already made an appointment, so she could only suppress the unhappiness in her heart, and gently scratched his back through the clothes without complaint.

Drunk and dreaming, Sikong Que only felt that his breath was filled with the rain of happiness, and gradually fell into a deep sleep under her comfortable scratching.

When Feng Zhan and others searched for the signal and tracked all the way to the entrance of the cave, what they saw was His Majesty sleeping peacefully on the lap of the Holy Empress.

As for him who was sleeping, the corners of his mouth and eyebrows showed a faint smile. At this moment, silence speaks louder than words. If no one tells the truth, no one will believe that he is the moody and violent tyrant Emperor Yunlie of Dafeng!

(End of this chapter)