The cute apprentice of the national teacher is charming and wild

Chapter 250 249: Yaoyao after drunkenness

Nan Zhuohua didn't let Wuyu control the life and death of Jing Yuanyi on the ground, since he couldn't die anyway.

Not long after, the guards from Prince Ping's mansion came over and quickly carried Jing Yuanyi to the mansion.

There was no excitement to watch, and the surrounding crowd dispersed.

Nan Zhuohua and Gu Zhijin boarded the carriage and went home.

At Shen Shi, when the sun was setting, someone from the palace came to inform Gu Zhian that the selection date had been set, which was set on the first day of May.

Today is April [-]th, exactly ten days away.

The father-in-law sent a message to Gu Zhi'an to prepare, and when the time came, the roster and portraits of the ladies in the mansion would be sent to the Neizong Mansion in the palace, and the emperor would choose to give her a marriage.

As for the young ladies in Duke Rong's mansion, except for Nan Zhuohua, they are all qualified to participate in the draft.

After a while, rumors of the draft had spread to every corner of the mansion.

Gu Zhi'an's face was full of red, and he was complacent, because he thought that with the looks of these daughters in the family, they would all be selected for the palace.

Moreover, there is no need to worry about Gu Zhijin not being selected in this draft.

In the previous year's draft, Gu Zhijin couldn't even get her roster. After all, it was impossible for the royal family to find a weak woman as a concubine.

And this year, Jing Chaoci has already appointed Gu Zhijin by default, and Gu Zhian is not afraid that Gu Zhijin will not be selected for the show, and he also sees value in this sickly daughter.

But what Gu Zhian didn't know was that the daughters in the family were completely opposite to his joy, because they all had someone they wanted in their hearts, and none of them wanted to marry into the royal family.

Youshi, dusk ends.

Nan Zhuohua also knew the news of the draft, and the whole family didn't need her to participate because she was not old enough.

She thought to herself, if she was old enough, she wouldn't participate in that shit draft, and she wouldn't marry those men in the royal family.

Yue Yue'er said that when she grows up, he will be with her.

Therefore, she is from Crescent Moon.

Nan Zhuohua sat cross-legged on the imperial concubine rocking chair, holding the wine that Song Zhibai gave her when she left the General's Mansion today.

Song Zhibai was generous, he didn't give her a small bowl as he gestured, but gave her half a bowl.

The wine was strong and addictive, Nan Zhuohua held the wine jar and took a sip after another, the jar bottomed out after a while.

Xi Hua squatted beside her, looking at her eagerly, her blue eyes were extremely sad.

Nan Zhuohua's face was flushed, her almond eyes were blurred and moist, and she was faintly drunk. She stared at the shameless flower, "Don't look, what I drank was water."

Shame flower: "."

There is no need to throw its IQ on the ground for rubbing.

The smell of alcohol is all over the room, and its nose has not yet reached the point of failure.

"Little master."

Miyan came back from the outside, the smell of alcohol was strong as soon as she entered the room, this is how much alcohol she drank, and seeing Nan Zhuohua's eyes were red, and her almond eyes were moist and misty, she was startled, "Little master, are you drunk? "

"Nonsense, I'm not drunk." Nan Zhuohua hugged the wine jar and took another sip.

The tone of voice is slow, and it looks like he is drunk.

After drinking so many times, this is also the first time that Nan Zhuohua got drunk.

Miyan stepped forward, quickly took the wine jug in his hand, shook it lightly, there was no sound in it, and the little girl had already drunk it all.

If Song Zhibai knew, he would definitely regret giving her so much wine all at once.

But she really didn't expect Nan Zhuohua to be so addicted to alcohol.

Mi Yan also finally understood why Master Guoshi would control her drinking capacity every time he gave the little master a drink.

Mi Yan found a wet towel and wiped her face, so that she could wake up.

Thinking of what he had to report when he entered the door just now, Mi Yan said: "Little master, Jing Chaoci has come to the house, and Gu Zhi'an even invited Miss San over."

Nan Zhuohua's drowsy little head instantly regained consciousness, "Has my sister gone already?"

"I went, but," Mi Yan paused, "Si Ye also followed."

"Brother Si Ye also followed?" Nan Zhuohua was startled, and she regained consciousness a bit, she quickly stood up from the rocking chair, "I'll go and see."

She just stood up, top-heavy, tilted her body, and almost fell off the rocking chair, but Miyan hugged her deftly, "Little master, you are already drunk, why don't you go."

Miyan was worried, afraid that she would not be able to walk steadily, not to mention that she was in a drunk state, and she didn't know what "rebellious" things she could do when she saw Gu Zhian in a bad mood and irritable.

You are so rebellious when you are sober, let alone when you are drunk, you can't let yourself go even more?

Drunk people never admit to being drunk.

Nan Zhuohua waved his small arm, "I'm not drunk, I'm sober." Pointing at something with his little hand, "Shame! Tell me, am I not drunk?"

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Nan Zhuohua stared at that thing, "Xiaohua, why don't you talk? Do you want to drink in the future?"

The corner of Miyan's mouth twitched, she pulled back her little finger, and said in a helpless tone, "Little master, that's not a shame, it's the wine jar you just drank."

Shameful Flower just ran away angrily because she didn't drink the wine.

Nan Zhuohua grinned, "I'll just say, when did the shameful flower turn into a wine jar."

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In the end, Nan Zhuohua couldn't hold back, so Miyan put on her shoes and took her to find Gu Zhijin.

Miyan was afraid that she might not be able to walk steadily, so he hugged her all the way.

With the evening wind blowing, Nan Zhuohua's drowsy head felt much more comfortable.

Approaching the lobby, the doorman tried to intercept him, but was knocked unconscious by Miyan's palm.

Miyan carried Nan Zhuohua into the lobby, the atmosphere in the room was freezing, as if a sword was on the verge of breaking out.

Gu Zhijin and Si Ye stood under the hall, their fingers clasped tightly.

Jing Chaoci clenched the teacup on the desk tightly, his fingertips turned white, and he could see that he was holding back.

The draft is about to start. Jing Chaoci came to the mansion at this time to deliver an ultimatum. The position of Princess Rui is none other than Gu Zhijin.

But he didn't expect that Gu Zhijin would give him a bottom line at this time.

To actually say in front of him that she already has someone she likes, and she will not marry him as a concubine, what does this make him face as a prince.

Gu Zhi'an was also faceless.

His now cold face was so dark that it couldn't get any darker.

Only Aunt Liu had a vague smile on the corner of her mouth, and she couldn't hide the gloating in her eyes.

She is sitting here just to watch the fun.

Seeing Nan Zhuohua suddenly barging in without saying a word, Gu Zhian's suppressed anger seemed to have found an outlet, and he broke out completely, pointing at the door, and angrily shouted: "Old Jiu! Whoever let you in, get out for my father! "

Nan Zhuohua half-closed his almond eyes, feeling dizzy, pointed with his little hand, and yelled: "Old man, shut up your stinky mouth! My little aunt can come in as she wants, and get out as she wants, why do you need to discipline me?"

Miyan was helpless, and whispered: "Little master, I made a mistake, it's here."

(End of this chapter)