Agent Evil Concubine

Chapter 501
As soon as Xuanyuan Yan's words fell, Xuanyuan Li immediately stepped forward.

Patting Xuanyuan Yan's shoulder with his palm, Xuanyuan Li said with a smile on his thin lips, "Don't worry, brother Yan, if you get so drunk and dizzy, we, who know how to behave, will carry you into the bridal chamber!"

Hehe, you actually worked together to pour him alcohol?Okay, since you guys are not "benevolent", don't blame me for not being "righteous".

Want to drink me?Alright, then you guys come and drink it, and see who is the drunk person who fell to the ground and fell asleep in the end!

Junmei raised a smile, Xuanyuanyan opened his lips and said: "Everyone, don't be in a hurry to get ahead and drink me as hard as you can. How about this, bring all the wine here. If you drink a pot, I will drink a barrel. If you drink one bucket, I will drink two buckets, how about it?"

When Xuanyuanyan said this, it wasn't because he was fighting with everyone.

With Xuanyuanyan's incomparably deep internal force, if he finds that the strength of the wine is getting stronger later, he can definitely use his internal force to successfully force the wine out of his body.

"Okay, that's it!"

Xuanyuanyan's ability to force wine out of the body does not mean that Silver Wolf, Qingbao, and a group of elders, the people watching the ceremony whose internal strength is much inferior to Xuanyuan Yan's, can also use energy to force wine out of the body.

Therefore, Silver Wolf and Qing Leopard, who didn't know what to do, and the elders watching the ceremony, each held a barrel of wine, surrounded Xuanyuan Yan and started to drink vigorously.

Glancing at the drinking crowd with a smile, Xuanyuanyan and Wuhen whispered: "Wuhen, go find Yue'er and tell Yue'er..."

"it is good!"

After listening to Xuanyuan Yan's words, Wuhen nodded his head, and his figure flashed like a shooting star, and disappeared in the hall in an instant.

The smiling crowd, while drinking the wine in their hands, poured Xuanyuan Yan's double amount of wine, pushing the playful atmosphere to a climax.

Some heartbeats, once started, will be overwhelmed; some feelings, once generated, will be deeply involved.

However, a woman who can't help but secretly love her only wants to win Xuanyuanyan's heart and never be separated from Xuanyuanyan's white head.

Therefore, even though Xiao Han and Ye Yifeng were both drinking with their heads up, there was a hint of melancholy hidden in the deepest part of their eyes...

In the bridal chamber, the candles are red, and the room is full of warmth and fragrance.

Shangguan Ningyue, who never abused herself, had already taken off her thick phoenix crown and wedding dress, and changed into a bright red dress that made her feel at ease.

Lying comfortably in the rocking chair, Erlang raised his legs unrefinedly, holding a cup of fragrant tea in his left hand, and reaching for the delicate snacks on the table next to him with his right hand.

Shangguan Ningyue, who was rocking the mahogany rocking chair with an expression of enjoyment, was sipping a sip of fragrant tea and a delicious snack.

A ray of evening wind blew past gently, with a graceful and elegant appearance without a trace, gently pushed the half-closed door open, and stepped into the bridal chamber with both feet.

I thought that the bride tonight is now sitting on the head of the bed in a regular manner, silently waiting for the arrival of the groom, and drinking a cup of wine together.

In the end, Shangguan Ningyue, who had already taken off her wedding clothes, saw Zheng Erlang with her legs raised high, swinging the rocking chair in an extremely unrefined posture, tasting perfume and snacks leisurely.

Wuhen's face was twitching everywhere, and the holy image like a fairy in a poem collapsed instantly and disappeared without a trace.

Shangguan Ningyue blinked her jade eyes, and asked with a smile while chewing on the sweet osmanthus cake with cherry lips, "Hey, Wuhen, why are you here?"

"Yan Yan, who was surrounded by everyone and poured wine, was worried that his beloved wife would be restricted by etiquette, wearing a heavy wedding dress, sitting on the bedside uncomfortable and waiting for him, so he specially asked me to pass the message."

Shaking his head dumbfounded, Wuhen sat down at the table.

Carrying the pot, after pouring himself a cup of tea, Wuhen's lips twitched and said: "In the end, I didn't know until I came here that I was punished by Yan!"

Xuanyuan Yan and Shangguan Ningyue have always had a good understanding of each other.So, how could Xuanyuan Yan not know that Shangguan Ningyue is not a person who sticks to etiquette?
Therefore, Wuhen who opened the door and entered, the moment he saw Shangguan Ningyue's unrefined posture, he knew that Xuanyuanyan had taken revenge on him.

"Hahaha--"

Although Wuhen didn't make it very clear, Shangguan Ningyue, who looked up and laughed, had already guessed the ins and outs.

It must be when everyone poured the flame wine, Wuhen also booed.

So, her dear husband intentionally let Wuhen make a trip in vain, to avenge Wuhen's previous behavior of booing and drinking.

Rolling his eyes, Wuhen took a sip of the tea, and said the words of punishment: "If you have a grudge, you must avenge it. You two never forget it. I admire you so much!"

"Okay, okay, Yan punished Wuhen's legs, and I will reward Wuhen's mouth!"

Shangguan Ningyue, who jumped off the rocking chair, sat down opposite Wuhen.

Pushing a plate of sweet-scented osmanthus pastries in front of Wuhen, Shangguan Ningyue smiled and said, "This plate of delicious pastries is given to Wuhen to eat. One prize and one penalty are equal!"

Picking up a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus pastry and putting it in the mouth, while chewing beautifully, Wuhen joked, "The pastry isn't flavored with poison, is it?"

Putting a piece of glutinous rice cake into the cherry lips, Shangguan Ningyue replied: "It is not easy for me to make every single poison. Even if you want to eat it, I am still reluctant to give it to you. I have to save it to irritate me." people eat."

Rolling his eyes again, Wuhen continued jokingly: "Then, if I inadvertently provoke you in the future, please make the poison you gave me into my favorite flavor of peach blossom."

Seemingly nodding seriously, Shangguan Ningyue, whose eyes were full of joking smiles, opened her lips and replied, "Okay, I'll remember it!"

It's just that, as soon as the joke was finished, the playful smile in Shangguan Ningyue's eyes disappeared in an instant.

Not only did the playful smile in her eyes disappear, Shangguan Ningyue's body froze suddenly, but also pinched a piece of glutinous rice cake that Cong Cong had just picked up between her fingers into pieces.

As a bosom friend, Wuhen's expression was naturally startled.

Standing up suddenly, Wuhen frowned, and asked in an extremely nervous voice: "Yue'er, you... what's wrong?"

For Wuhen's tense questioning, Shangguan Ningyue, whose lungs were in severe pain, did not give a single word of response from her lips.

The colorful light flowing between the onion fingers turned the torn glutinous rice cake into ashes blown by the wind.

Shangguan Ningyue, whose eyes were narrowed, spread her palms upwards, and circulated all her spiritual power, suppressing the severe pain in her heart.

He was so shocked that he held his breath, his brows furrowed deeper, and Wuhen didn't dare to blink his eyes. He stared at the slightly pale corner of Shangguan Ningyue's lips, a thread of blood slipping down.

(End of this chapter)