Chapter 122 You are really good at it
Ni Kang finally staggered away.
Shen Hua was lying in front of the window eating snacks. Looking at his back when he left, you could see his vicissitudes of life.
Yicui was still frightened and her eyes were swollen like walnut kernels, so she stepped forward holding the medicine.
"I'm really worried."
"What are you worried about, madam?"
Shen Hua's side face was calm: "I wasn't dead, but Dr. Ni was depressed to death."
This is really unlucky.
She picked up the medicine and drank it, revealing a section of her neck that was as beautiful as snow.
It was obvious that I was just drunk once, but it seemed that I had experienced several days. When I think back to what happened on that day, it feels a little clear.
Shen Hua remembered something.
"Where's the hairpin?"
"Slave, go get it now."
Soon, Yicui came forward holding a golden hairpin, which was exactly the one You Qing gave her during the hairpin ceremony.
Shen Hua glanced at it casually, showing disgust and disgust.
"How dare you give me an outdated hairpin? She came here specially to humiliate me."
Yi Cui has always been aware of Shen Hua's harsh words.
"Throw that slave away."
Shen Hua was noble and cool: "...There is no need to be so extravagant and wasteful."
Ningzhu: "But the lady has always been extravagant and wasteful."
Shen Hua: "Nonsense!"
She was about to say something else, but her eyes froze.
The hairpin is actually very ordinary, but it gradually merges with the memory.
Her thoughts were confused and she quickly took it over, looked at the root and tail, turned it over again, and touched it with her fingertips, she could clearly see a scratch mark.
Shen Hua stared straight at it without blinking. She squeezed the hairpin harder and harder.
I don’t know how long it took, she said dullly.
"This is my grandma's hairpin."
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Yixiantian Restaurant.
The smell of wine in Yajian was extremely strong. Ji He's face turned red. He stepped on the stool boldly and almost hit Ji Huo's face with his hand, shouting: "Keep drinking!"
Ji He was not drinking. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he was drunk. But he caught an unruly Ji Huo and bumped into each other, so what?
Drinking wine one bottle after another.
I get drunk and wake up again, and I wake up and get drunk again.
Ji Huo lay on the table: "No, no."
Ji He made a fuss: "I don't want to marry the princess!"
"You don't want to marry me! She is so beautiful. I advise you not to be ungrateful!"
Ji Huo felt very uncomfortable just thinking about it.
At the first glance, Emperor Jie took his fancy. OK! He can't grab it, so he admits defeat.
Later, the prince took the lead, and he was so angry that he scolded the prince for being shameless all night long. Okay! He wants the prince to be shameless, and he continues to admit defeat.
Now, Ji He has picked it up again.
Why can't it be his turn!!!
He continued to admit defeat because he was not a prince.
The two of them had been drinking since yesterday, but he felt like vomiting when he smelled the alcohol.
Ji He let out a deep breath and said sadly: "My mother and concubine died early, and my father didn't want to see me."
Ji Huo shrugged: "My grandma is still alive, but every time my dad threatens to beat me, she is always the first to hand him the stick."
Ji He glanced at him and continued to feel sad.
He couldn't make the decision on his own marriage, but no matter what, the queen had to make arrangements. He thought he would marry the daughter of a minor official in the end.
He is very playful and has visited many flower houses. However, he also thought about restraining himself.
Marry a wife and start a family, then live a peaceful life. The status of a prince is inherently high and low. He has experienced hardship and cannot let his future heirs follow in his footsteps.
Seeing him like this, Ji Huo stopped talking.
And Cui Yun came here at this time.
He pushed open the door of the private room, and a strong smell of wine rushed straight to his nose. The man looked calm, kicked off the wine bottle on the ground, walked around the screen and walked in.
His tone was calm: "Has the Seventh Prince made enough trouble?"
Ji Huo became angry when he saw what a dog he looked like.
"How did you come!"
Cui Yun remained calm.
"It's a shame that this guy treats you like a close friend. It doesn't matter if he doesn't drink with you. Now he's making sarcastic remarks."
"Last time you drank too much, Ji He was with you."
He loved to poke Cui Yun's pain points. But after saying this, he realized something was wrong.
After all, the last time Cui Yun got drunk, his father and brother died.
Bah, bah, bah, what's wrong, say this.
Ji Huo still has a heart after all.
He quickly added: "I mean that time when the cat you raised died."
Inexplicably, he could feel Cui Yun's cold eyes looking at him.
Ji Huo couldn't help but feel a chill in his back.
He is incredible.
"I told you it was a cat! And it has been dead for many years. Do you still remember?"
Cui Yun's face was expressionless.
Ji He was angry: "Shut up."
He burped obscenely: "Is he really being raised like a cat? I'm afraid even the richest man in aristocratic families wouldn't be able to raise him as delicately as that."
Cui Yun's face was expressionless.
Ji Huo tried hard to recall, and suddenly realized.
He is very angry!
"Yes, I remember that he would go to Zuiyulou to buy balm in person every month. He would only buy the most expensive ones, and he would never miss out every month."
"I also praised him for his generosity, and by the way asked which girl he was trying to please."
Ji Huo was angry: "He told me that he bought it for his cat."
"I also took it. The ointment was extremely expensive. It was said that the raw materials were rare, and it was added with spices from the Western Regions. Zuiyulou only sells three bottles every month, but he took them all! He didn't even share one bottle with me.
"
"For this reason, my mother never caught up with him. She couldn't take it out on him, so she handed my father a stick again and said how filial Cui Yun was, not to mention buying ointment for his mother-in-law and sister-in-law every month.
I need to buy it for the cat too!"
High!
Good idea!
He was injured all over as a result. I dare not say that Cui Yun bought it for the cat and brought it to his family by the way!
No one would believe me if I told him, and I might get another beating.
Cui Yun's back was straight, and he twitched the corners of his mouth, distant yet calm and self-possessed. His words were ruthless yet calm.
"Is marriage a child's play? Once things go wrong, how can the Seventh Prince deal with it alone? This marriage must be concluded or not, but instead of doing this, it is better to take advantage of the emperor's slightest guilt and take advantage of it completely.
In hand."
"I drank what I needed to drink and went crazy when I needed to. It's almost okay to go back home and take a nap."
Ji Huo:...You are so poisonous!
Even if it’s like this, you can still think of the benefits!
Cui Yun: "The Qing Dynasty will send the crown prince back to his home."
Ji Huo leaned on the chair and said, "Hey, I won't leave. I'll make you mad to death."
Cui Yun looked at him indifferently, showing no sign of being irritated.
"Then, Your Majesty, just stay alone."
He looked at Ji He: "Can you leave?"
Ji He went to see Cui Yun. The man had not yet taken off his official uniform. He had obviously come all the way from Dali Temple during the noon break.
"...I'm afraid it's not possible."
Then, Ji Huo saw Ji He being helped away by Ji Qing.
Ji Huo:......
Ji He just left like this???
Cui Yun really doesn't care about him?
"Hello!"
Cui Yun smiled at Ji Huo.
"Farewell. Your Majesty, continue."
Ji Huo:......
"I knew you were nothing!!! Send me back! What I said earlier was angry."
What responded to him was Cui Yun's considerate closing sound.
Chapter completed!