The fourth master's favorite concubine

Chapter 551 Chapter 551

In Prince Yi, that person has been fidgeting ever since he heard that she had a miscarriage. Doctor Heng repeatedly warned him not to walk back and forth, but he couldn't bear the worry in his heart and kept walking back and forth.

It was cold in the late autumn, and the wind at night was a little more biting. He couldn't do anything except come and walk around the house, and he was a little angry.

Zhifa, Zhifa, called back and forth several times but didn't see anything explained, Zhifa stood at the door in a daze and looked at Thirteenth Master, then suddenly raised his head to call himself, so he spoke first.

"If the prince wants to save it, I'll go get it right away, and if I want to, I can't do anything." He said and glanced at the thirteenth master.

Thirteenth Master nodded: "Then have a pot of green wine."

"Okay." Zhifa went down to drink and prepared some side dishes, except for Xingyue as his companion, he couldn't find anyone to relieve his worries.

"Drunkness relieves a thousand worries, and drunkness alone makes worries worse." A toast invites the bright moon to be drunk with the stars.

The drinker was not there, in order to drink to all the people close to him, he smiled and poured a cup of green wine.If wine is not intoxicating, everyone is intoxicated.

After drinking a cup of poison, she became more and more clear in front of her eyes, earnestly holding needles to perform acupuncture for herself, three thousand black hairs hung down to her waist like a waterfall, shining and fragrant, and her gentle smile was incomparably beautiful.

He was drunk, drunk in thinking about her and caring for her. He wondered if she was crying with tears in her eyes, crying heart-piercingly, but he couldn't do anything.

I really want to hug her tightly and comfort her, tell her with a smile, comfort her, chat with her, and divert her attention.

Xu Shi missed it so much that the wine glass he put away slightly overflowed, overflowing a lot.

He yelled and laughed: "Drunk, drunk." The more he spoke, the clearer he became, the more he felt helpless, and his thoughts swept over him like a tide, and Jun was lingering in his mind.

"It's not enough, it's not enough." His feet were already numb, but his heart was as soft as a cloud. He could no longer drink cup after cup, and raised his hand to drink from the sapphire jug under the moonlight.

"My lord can't drink like this, he gets drunk easily."

Thirteenth Master glanced at the gentle Zhao Jiashi, who was also beautiful, but lacked the charm of determination in his eyes.

Nowadays, he still can't see clearly what is thinking in her eyes, but she is too transparent for people to know at a glance, he smiled.He held her face in his hands and smiled.

"Beautiful, beautiful, really beautiful." What should he do, what should he do.

Zhao Jia looked at Wang Ye and immediately gave Zhi a look.Drunk, it's time to go back to the house and rest.

"Don't pull me, don't pull this king. It's only one pot, so you won't get drunk. You won't get drunk after a thousand cups, and you won't get drunk after a thousand cups." He pushed a branch of hair, and then started to drink.

Not drunk not drunk, he won't be drunk, he won't be drunk.

Seeing the lord drinking continuously, Zhao Jia had no choice but to sit aside and accompany him.

She didn't know how to drink, so she picked up one of the small bowls of wine and pecked at it, only a little bit was already burning badly.

"Zhifa, go get some more wine."

"Fu Jin, I'm afraid this is not good."

"My lord wants to drink, so I'll accompany him until he's drunk." She pecked lightly again, and frowned, the wine was much better than Shicai's.

It turns out that women can really drink too, she smiled, she was right.

The Seventeenth Lord in Yanxi Palace was dissatisfied and pushed her against the corner of the wall, and ate her. Concubine Qian glared at the Seventeenth Lord, repeatedly warning that this matter can no longer be done, and he can no longer come in.

"Tell me, is the child mine?" The Seventeenth Master was dissatisfied with her performance and kissed a little hard, biting Concubine Qian's lips sorely.

(End of this chapter)