The poisonous concubine allures the city, the ghost king loves the sky

Chapter 152 Drunkenness
With his eyes closed, Bai Xiao leaned against the carriage. Following the bumps of the carriage, he swayed a little. The corners of his mouth twitched, and he said with a smile: "You don't have to follow."

Then he picked up the wine gourd on his waist and took a sip.

The liquid flowed into the stomach along the throat, and the burning sensation hit immediately, and the whole body became warmer.

"Hey, if you want to say that, you won't have any friends?"

He can't think of it, but can that person allow it?Does he have a choice?
Du Chun snorted angrily, grabbed the wine gourd in his hand, and said dissatisfiedly, "Give me a sip."

It has been raining heavily these days, and the air is very humid. At night, the cold is even heavier.

Du Chun pulled the light green dress a little speechlessly, covered the veil on his face, lifted the curtain and shouted shyly to the carriage in front: "Master Xuan, the night is very beautiful, why don't you stop and rest? "

For such a black-hearted man, Du Chun really had the urge to kick him out of the car.

It's also thanks to him that he can figure out how to pretend to be Feng Wuxie to attract the attention of those killers.

It's just that this cannon fodder is quite boring. If he doesn't find something to do, Du Chun may leave a shadow in his heart.

Bai Xiao just closed his eyes and smiled lightly at Du Chun's way of trying to kill him.

Life is so boring, if someone is willing to find some fun for him, he is also happy to watch.

Through the black night, the voice spread far away, the carriage in front was pitch black, and it seemed that Du Chun's voice was not heard.

Still walking unhurriedly, it doesn't look like returning to Beijing, it looks like sightseeing.

Du Chun was a little unwilling to be ignored like this, and when he was about to talk to Jun Yeli again, he heard a whoosh in the air.

He hurriedly turned sideways, and felt a sharp arrow passing by his ear, stretched out his hand, and there was a black sharp arrow on his finger.

Du Chun's eyes widened: "Wow, no, it's so ruthless."

If it wasn't for his quick reaction, the arrow would have passed through his eyebrows now.

"It seems that your target is quite useful." Bai Xiao smiled teasingly, that black-bellied fellow Jun Yeli deliberately brightened Du Chun's carriage.

Is it because I'm afraid that those killers won't be able to find the target?
Surrounded by mountains, coupled with the cover of night, the enemy is in the dark, they are in the light, Du Chun deliberately exposed his body, and those killers finally couldn't stand it anymore.

Seeing that Bai Xiao was still closing his eyes leisurely, Du Chun threw himself into his arms, and said shyly, "My lord, save me."

If everyone dies, why make him a target?

With the whizzing sound of cold arrows behind him, Bai Xiao slowly pushed Du Chun away, and with a big wave of his hand, he blocked all the sharp arrows approaching the carriage.

A blue shadow flashed in front of him, and Bai Xiao was gone.

Du Chun leaned weakly on the carriage, patted his chest and said, "Oh, you scared me to death."

Hearing the sound of fighting outside, he was very satisfied.

Jun Yeli had already made preparations, and within the time of a stick of incense, the sound of fighting outside had disappeared.

Not even a corpse could be seen on the ground, only the scarlet tinge remained.

Early in the morning of the second day, Feng Wuxie and his party also set off, returning to Yunyang City from Cangtong.

The plague has been brought under control, and the victims are returning home one after another.

In the carriage, Feng Wuxie lazily leaned on the soft pillow, eyes slightly closed.

I kept thinking about Jun Yeli's half-smile face and his last good word in my mind.

It's just that he didn't expect that he was so stingy that he set off in the middle of the night without even saying a word of farewell.

Thinking of this, Feng Wuxie felt a little lost in his heart.

Under the leadership of Gong Moran, the team did not walk slowly, and arrived at the capital before sunset.

Looking at the familiar street, Feng Wuxie breathed a sigh of relief, the past half a month has really been thrilling.

Another cliff fall, another plague, and another riot, made people physically and mentally exhausted.

The people on the street were bustling with each other, and the hawker's yelling could be heard faintly. There was a figure in front of him, but when Feng Wuxie wanted to see it again, it was gone.

She murmured in confusion: "Could it be that I read it wrong?"

"Wu Xie, what are you thinking?" Gong Moran looked at Feng Wu Xie in a daze, and asked.

Feng Wuxie came back to his senses: "Oh, it's nothing."

Yinyue under his feet was also a little excited. He raised his head, sniffed the air outside, and narrowed his eyes.

"I have to go back to Feng's house first, see you in the palace tomorrow." Feng Wuxie said to Gong Moran, and then jumped out of the carriage.

That figure was always circling in her mind, if she didn't see it clearly, Feng Wuxie would feel a little uneasy.

Seeing Feng Wuxie disappearing into the crowd, Gong Moran shook his head helplessly, waved his hand and said, "Go back to Prince Jin's Mansion."

There were a lot of people on the road, and the figure of the man was walking very fast, picking out some dark corners, as if he was trying to avoid someone.

After only a short while, the figure of that person could not be found anymore, Feng Wuxie stood on the road and watched for a while, so he had to go back to Feng's house first.

Because he had already sent news to Feng Qingyun, saying that he would be back today, so when Feng Wuxie entered the house, he could smell a strong vegetable fragrance.

It's just that I haven't seen her for more than half a month, and Feng Wuxie feels that the house has changed. The newly painted pillars at the door are bright red, and the big red lanterns above are very heart-warming.

The damaged place has also been repaired, it may be that Feng Qingyun sees that Feng Wuxie likes wisterias, and wisterias are planted on both sides of the road.

As soon as the breeze blows, a faint fragrance of flowers is refreshing.

Feng Wuxie's mood brightened accordingly, and she walked in, but Dongxiang didn't run towards her as expected.

Instead, after seeing Feng Wuxie come back, he quietly pulled her aside, pointed to the mysterious place inside and said: "Miss, there are guests inside."

"Guests?" Feng Wuxie asked a little puzzled, the Feng family has always had few people coming, who is the current guest?
"Yes, there are still several." Dongxiang said, a blush appeared on her face, and she covered her face shyly.

"They're all so handsome."

Feng Wuxie squinted his eyes, feeling a bad premonition, and hurried to the hall.

Sure enough, before reaching the hall, they heard the sound of joking and laughing from inside.

Not far away, a few servants were carrying the big wine jar in their arms, sweating profusely, and when they saw Feng Wuxie came back, they just saluted with a bitter face.

It seems that before she came back, it had already started.

He Lianting, Han Yefei, Du Chun, Bai Xiao, and even Gong Moran came, sitting around a table and toasting Fengqingyun wine in turn.

Feng Wuxie frowned, watching helplessly as those men ruined her home.

Dongxiang at the side quietly tugged at Feng Wuxie's sleeves, her eyes glowing: "Miss, how did you know so many handsome men?"

She shrank behind Feng Wuxie, her face was full of shame, but her eyes kept looking into the room.

Those men picked out a person at random, and he was a man of the wind and cloud.

Feng Wuxie glared at Dongxiang sullenly: "Look at your promise."

The appearance of the two just alarmed the people in the house, Han Yefei waved generously at Feng Wuxie: "Wuxie, come in."

Feng Wuxie squinted his eyes, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, whose house is this?
After entering the hall, there was just one chair left, Feng Wuxie sat down, looked around the crowd, and said lightly: "Everyone is really interested."

Feng Wuxie sneered that he could find her home to drink.

Gong Moran looked calm, drinking the wine in the glass, turning a deaf ear to Feng Wuxie's sneer.

He Lianting's face turned red and he smiled in embarrassment. At the same time, he gave Han Yefei a hard look. If he hadn't been arguing to come out to find Feng Wuxie, how could he have met Du Chun and Bai Xiao on the way here?

Du Chun had long been used to Feng Wuxie's indifference, so he tore off a chicken leg and handed it to Feng Wuxie's plate: "Come and try this beggar's chicken."

Feng Wuxie remained unmoved, and was very displeased with Han Yefei's anti-client attitude.

But Bai Xiao is happy without wine, as long as there is wine, even if he doesn't eat.

For a time, the atmosphere was a little awkward.

Feng Qingyun tugged Feng Wuxie's sleeve secretly, he really had a headache for his little niece's unrestrained speech.

Which of the people sitting here is not a big shot, but also belongs to the prince and the prince, why does Feng Wuxie not give them any face at all.

Feng Qingyun had no choice but to accompany the smiling face, and said apologetically to everyone: "Everyone, don't take it to heart, Wu Xie is just too happy, come, drink."

"Even if she chases me away, I won't leave, haha." Han Yefei laughed, very rascal.

In his mind, he obviously regarded himself as the son-in-law of the Feng family.

Feng Wuxie smiled coldly: "Childish."

Regarding Feng Wuxie's ridicule, Han Yefei didn't take it to heart at all. In his eyes, this is what a woman needs to be tasty.

Otherwise, what is the difference with the little sheep?
Picking up the wine glass and taking a sip, Han Yefei frowned and said, "What is this? It has no taste at all, just like plain water."

"Your Majesty is really good at drinking. This Baihua Niang is really not to your taste. There are some good wine cups in this palace, so you can try them."

Gong Moran said quietly, and then without asking Feng Wuxie's opinion, he called his personal attendants to fetch wine from Prince Jin's mansion.

Feng Wuxie sighed sadly in her heart, it seemed that this group of people made up their minds to stay at her house tonight.

However, Feng Qingyun's interest was very high, he kept toasting with Gong Moran and the others, Feng Wuxie was not good at gaining his face.

I had to bite the bullet and drink a few glasses. She is not good at alcohol, and she can't drink a few glasses throughout the year.

As a doctor, she has to keep her head clear all the time.

But he couldn't stop these people from booing, after a few rounds, Feng Wuxie only felt hot on the top of his head, and his eyes were a little out of focus.

Seeing that Du Chun wanted to force her down, Feng Wuxie had no choice but to find an excuse to urinate, saying that she was going back to the house to change clothes, so everyone had to let her out.

The stamina of Baihua Niang is really strong, Feng Wuxie can only feel his cheeks burning hot, and the soles of his feet are fluttering, as if he is stepping on a ball of cotton.

She kicked deeply and then walked lightly into her room.

It was dark inside, with no lights on.

Feng Wuxie groped in familiarly, seeing the darkness in front of her eyes, she didn't pay attention to one of her steps, and even tripped.

The whole body fell forward, Feng Wuxie exclaimed, his little hands scratched in the air, but was suddenly brought over by a huge force.

(End of this chapter)