First Wife of Zhu Family

Chapter 122 You Should Be Mine
When Song Zixun returned to the banquet, Song Ziche was not there.

"Where are the old four?"

Yu Zhanyan also drank a little too much, and laughed loudly, "Your fourth son is not good. After only a few drinks, he said that he was too weak to drink, so he went back to rest first... like a big girl."

"Too strong to drink?" Song Zixun played with the wine glass in his hand and sneered, "His niece is full moon today, how can he be lazy as an uncle?" He raised his hand and summoned a servant, "Go and call the fourth young master here , just say I bought him a drink."

The man was stunned, but before he could react, he was kicked by Song Zixun and staggered, "Idiot! Are you deaf?"

The boy hurriedly responded and withdrew.

...Song Ziche was quickly invited back.

His complexion was a little bad, and he came over and bowed to Song Zixun, "Brother..."

Song Zixun poured a glass of wine for him himself, "You're not a kid anymore, why are you still so coy when you drink? Let's finish the glass before talking."

Unexpectedly, Song Ziche didn't refuse at all, took it and drank it down.

Yu Zhanyan couldn't help clapping his hands and said with a smile, "Okay, this is how drinking should be fun! Come on, come on, I'll do it too!"

Song Ziche turned a deaf ear, looked straight at Song Zixun, poured another full cup, "I respect this cup, brother." After speaking, he took another sip.

Song Zixun's eyes darkened, he waved his hand and said, "Go and get a pot of wine."

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By the end of the banquet at the end of the Haimo, the two brothers of the Song family were already drunk.

Song Ziche staggered back because he didn't drink much earlier and was still a little sober.

Song Zixun, on the other hand, was so drunk that he couldn't even walk steadily. Seeing this, Song Zixi had no choice but to personally escort him out of the lobby.

As soon as the two of them reached the inner courtyard, they saw a woman in a goose yellow cloak leading a girl walking gracefully from a distance.

"Second Young Master," Fu Jingrou gently blessed Fushen, her eyes instantly fell on Song Zixun who was at the side, "Eldest Young Master, this is—"

"Brother is drunk," Song Zixi nodded, thinking that since Mrs. Fu is here, there will be nothing wrong with him, so he said gently, "Auntie, hurry up and help elder brother go back to rest."

Song Zixun, who was leaning on Song Zixi, opened his eyes in a daze, only to feel that there was a figure in front of him. Although he couldn't see who it was, he vaguely heard the words "go back", so he waved his hands indiscriminately, "No, I won't go back... I Still want to drink, go, go get the wine!"

Song Zixi gave Fu Jingrou a wry smile helplessly, but the latter had already obediently walked to Song Zixun's side, put his other arm on his thin shoulders, and said softly, "If the master doesn't want to go back, we won't go back... Find a quiet place and have a few more drinks with you, okay?"

Song Zixun nodded, and made Jun, who was flushed with alcohol, show a confused smile, and nodded her with his hand, "Okay, okay...you are fine..."

Fu Jingrou's face became hot, and she felt like she was drunk, she thanked Song Zixi softly, and helped Song Zixun go.

Song Zixi stood where he was, looked at their backs, and frowned slightly.

That... is clearly not the direction to return to Fengqing Court.

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Song Ziche walked back to the room in a nonchalant manner.

The maids had never seen him drunk like this before, so they hurried up to greet him, some took off his cloak, some changed his shoes, and they helped him change his clothes that smelled of alcohol... It was very busy.

Because the bell just came here, it is not used very much in the house. Although it is better than a rough girl, it still does more trivial things such as tending flowers and weeds, teasing birds and feeding fish on weekdays.Moreover, since she was scolded by Song Zixun that day, her heart has long been depressed. Seeing that everyone is busy in front of Song Ziche, she is very interested in going out to sober up with soup and hot water.

When Ling Dang came back with the hangover soup, he found that Song Ziche had already fallen asleep in bed with all his clothes on.

Seeing her, Qiu Chan yawned and said, "Big guy is too tired after working all day, you can go to night instead today. Be more alert at night... I will replace you after four o'clock."

This kind of stealing and playing with the bells has long been used to it. Hearing this, he hurriedly nodded and smiled, "Sisters just go to sleep, I'm here."

Qiu Chan casually glanced at the bell, seeing that she was still dressed in the same simple and clean clothes as before, with no accessories on her head or hands, so she gave a light "hmm" and followed the others out of the room.

Ling Dang watched them go out with a smile on her face, and only sighed helplessly when she heard the outer door was closed.

...Song Ziche didn't sleep well.

He was groggy, as if he had a lot of weird dreams, but he couldn't remember exactly what he dreamed of, he just felt a splitting headache, he wanted to shout but couldn't, there seemed to be a fire in his throat...

"Water...water..." He yelled twice indiscriminately, and tried to be helped by someone to lean on his side on the pillow, and fed him warm tea.

Song Ziche's throat was hot, and he poured down the whole bowl of water with the man's hand.

"Do you still want to drink?" the man asked softly.

Song Ziche stretched out his eyes and looked at her drunkenly.

The dim light reflected the familiar facial features of that person, and Song Ziche's eyes widened suddenly.

The bell didn't understand, so she said softly, "Master, is it very uncomfortable? The hangover soup is still warming on the stove, slave—"

The next moment, Song Ziche was suddenly hugged tightly in his arms. "Rong'er...you are here! You are finally willing to come to see me!"

Bell was startled, and instinctively pushed him, "No, I'm not..."

Song Ziche hugged her even tighter, "I knew... I knew you wouldn't be so cruel..." He cupped her cheeks and kissed her cheeks, "Actually, you also have me in your heart." , is it...Ronger, tell me!"

Countless thoughts flashed through her mind...

Ling Dang reached out and grabbed Song Ziche's neck, and said in a voice that couldn't be softer, "I...I naturally like you..."

Song Ziche's thoughts hidden deep in his heart poured out like a flood that opened the gate, "I like you, Rong'er, I have liked you since I was a child! There is no one in this world who loves you more than me...Big brother, big brother, what is he? Neither! You are mine, and you should be mine!"

Rong'er... big brother...!
Ling Dang just woke up like a dream at this moment, and a stormy sea was stirring in her heart.

(End of this chapter)