The emperor always wants to promise himself

Chapter 263 Longevity Noodles

Jun Rong looked unsteadily at the unsteady walk, but stopped a few times, Wen Feng couldn't help but sigh with emotion, it seems that His Majesty and General Feng didn't practice horse gait in vain, this chassis is really quite stable.

Thinking so, Wen Fengzui still persuaded: "Your Majesty, please slow down, be careful if you fall, the prince will come back in a while, if he comes back and sees you fall, he will definitely be angry."

Jun Rong's mind turned slowly after drinking, and he hesitated for a while when he heard the words, then slowly raised his head and stared at Wen Feng, and asked carefully: "Are you really going to be angry?"

Wen Feng flickered him: "Yes, if the prince sees that His Majesty is drunk, he is reluctant to say that His Majesty will definitely reprimand the slaves. Your Majesty should take care of the slaves. Don't run around, go back and rest, okay?"

Jun Rong stood there for a while, his eyes were slack, and he was about to speak, when he saw two people coming in from the direction of the door out of the corner of his eye, he hurriedly turned his head and looked over expectantly, and finally met Hua Ye's erratic gaze.

Jun Rong: "...how is it you?"

He frowned unhappily, turned his face away in disgust, shook off Wenfeng's hand, angrily walked to the stone table in the yard, and sat down on his buttocks: "If Ziyi doesn't come back, I won't go in."

Wenfeng: "..."

She looked at Jun Rong in embarrassment, and then at Hua Ye who was helped in by Lin He, and still bowed to Hua Ye: "Have you met the Second Highness, is Your Highness drunk too?"

Lin He nodded expressionlessly: "Your Highness has drunk too much, do you have hangover soup?"

Wen Feng was helpless: "I didn't know that His Royal Highness also drank too much, so he only asked someone to prepare a bowl. Guard Lin will help His Second Highness go back to the room first, and the maidservant will go to the imperial dining room to ask for another bowl."

"It's work."

Lin He nodded at her, supported Hua Ye and planned to turn back to the room, but Hua Ye didn't cooperate, he pulled Lin He's hand away, turned around and stumbled to the stone table, sat opposite Jun Rong, smiling a little Han: "I'm also waiting for the prince to come back."

Jun Rong couldn't hear this, and immediately became even more upset, "What are you waiting for Ziyi? Ziyi is mine!"

"Who said that? The prince is not yours, but the prince is mine."

"You bullshit!"

The two of them are usually dignified and courteous, but at this moment, they are like two unreasonable brats, yelling at each other, and if they quarrel for a while, they will probably start fighting.

Ning Zhao and Lin He hurried forward, each pulling one.

Ning Zhao said: "Your Majesty, the prince will be back soon, why don't you go back to your room and wait? It's still a little cold at night. If you catch a cold and fall ill, the prince will feel distressed."

"Really?" Jun Rong stared at her blankly, then turned her head and said proudly to Hua Ye: "Look, Ziyi's favorite person is me, he loves me, not you, no one wants you! "

Hua Ye snorted: "My lord takes pity on me, you don't understand."

"You are talking nonsense!"

"You make up nonsense and don't make a draft!"

Ning Zhao: "..."

Lin He: "..."

The two looked at each other, both a little embarrassed.

Han Yi couldn't stand it any longer, leaned on the porch pillar, and said coolly: "Or let's knock them all out and carry them back."

Lin He glared at Han Yi angrily: "How can you commit crimes as a bodyguard?"

Han Yi glanced at him indifferently: "Then just wait."

As he spoke, he stretched his long legs and walked towards Jun Rong.

Ning Zhao frowned: "Are you really going to do this? What if the prince is not happy? For your majesty, the prince has always been very careful and caring. If you really knock him out, the prince may—"

"Then let him sit here and blow the wind? The prince is angry and comes to me."

"What did you do to make me angry?"

Just when Ning Zhao was considering whether to stop Han Yi, Xiao Yu's voice just happened to come from the direction of the door.

Han Yi's body froze, and he silently withdrew the hand that was about to strike at Jun Rong. The moment he turned around, his expression was a little strange. Fortunately, he was wearing a mask, so even if there was any change, he couldn't see it.

As soon as Xiao Yu walked in, she noticed the strange atmosphere. She carefully held the tray in her hand, raised her eyebrows and looked at the people around: "What's wrong? What are you doing behind my back?"

Ning Zhao couldn't laugh or cry: "No, Your Majesty... Your Majesty is drunk, sitting here insisting on waiting for you to come back, and he won't leave until you come back."

Xiao Yu put the tray on the stone table, inside was a bowl of steaming noodles, sprinkled with emerald green finely chopped green onions, and two round eggs spread out.

"Is the prince going to cook noodles?"

Ning Zhao saw that this side was not the handicraft of the imperial dining room. The imperial dining room paid attention to delicacy, but this side was...truly a bit simple.

Xiao Yu nodded: "Well, I talked with the cook of the imperial dining room for a while. I haven't done it for a long time, and I'm a little rusty. I failed a few times, and it took a little longer. Fortunately, I succeeded in the end."

She lowered her eyes to look at Jun Rong, and saw that Jun Rong was looking at her eagerly, her eyes were wet, she reached out her hand to touch the end of his eyes in surprise: "Crying?"

Jun Rong shook his head: "I didn't cry, I just yawned."

Xiao Yu laughed: "Why don't you go into the house when you're sleepy? What are you doing sitting here waiting for me?"

Jun Rong pouted: "I don't know when you will come back, I'm not happy."

Listening to his childish accusation, Xiao Yu was convinced that he was really drunk, and he would not say such things when he was angry with himself.

"Okay, it's my fault, how much did you drink? Dizzy?"

As soon as Jun Rong saw Xiao Yu, he became obedient, asked what to say, and listened to Xiao Yu's question, he tilted his head and thought for a while, stretched out a finger, and stretched out another finger hesitantly: "Two... two cup."

"Really?"

Xiao Yu looked at Jun Rong seriously, Jun Rong blinked, put his index finger and middle finger together, hesitantly stretched out the third finger, his voice also weakened, he smiled flatteringly: "Three cups."

Seeing him like this, Xiao Yu couldn't even get angry. She took a deep breath, stretched out her hand and rubbed Jun Rong's hair: "Don't drink next time, you are still young, drinking too much is not good for your health."

"Oh, I know."

Jun Rong complied obediently, still looking at Xiao Yu obediently, without moving his gaze away from Xiao Yu for a moment, as if he couldn't get enough of it.

Xiao Yu was no longer surprised by his clingy appearance, she turned to look at Hua Ye on the other side: "The Second Highness is also drunk?"

Hua Ye blinked slowly, his emerald-like eyes were deep and misty, he shook his head slowly: "No, I'm not drunk."

"Are you really not drunk?"

Hua Ye nodded seriously and slowly: "Yes."

Xiao Yu nodded: "Okay, I'm still drunk, is the hangover soup ready?"

The last sentence was for Ning Zhao, and Ning Zhao nodded: "Wenfeng and the others have already gone to prepare, and they will probably be back in a while."

"Well, Lin He, help your master back first."

Lin He glanced at Hua Ye, who shook his head: "I won't leave."

Lin He spread his hands helplessly: "My lord, the master refuses to leave, no matter how much my subordinates persuade me, it's useless."

"I won't be able to see you when I go back, and you won't take the initiative to see me."

Hua Ye said this aggrievedly, his eyes darkened.

(End of this chapter)