the emperor is my uncle

Evening has not yet arrived, but the streets are already bustling with hawkers yelling non-stop, pedestrians coming and going are bargaining, the bustards are enthusiastically pulling customers, and Yingying and swallows are covering their mouths and whispering in front of the window , smiling sweetly.

But the excitement is theirs, not mine.

Fu Donglou and I visited this street before. At that time, the spring flowers hadn't bloomed, we hadn't made an agreement, and the love hadn't come yet.Now I have everything. Of course, there is also a lot of sadness that I am full of.

"Girl, come and take a look at our treasures from 'Stones'. These are all new products with good quality and good price. Not to mention it is for visiting relatives and friends, it is also suitable for dating and breaking up." Sure, whoever buys it will know, Bel has face!"

The small stall that used to sell stones has been expanded, but the stall owner has been replaced by a young man. I curiously said to him: "I vaguely remember that you were not the one who sold stones here."

The young man scratched his head and smiled foolishly, "Girl, you don't know, I'm a new employee of 'Stone's'. Now the business is booming, and the boss opened a 'Stone's' chain stall on the east side of the street. I am guarding the old stall and selling it..."

I nodded and asked again: "Do you still have heart-shaped stones? How did you sell them?"

"No, all the stones in the shape of the Chinese zodiac are popular now, and the heart shape is no longer popular, um, but if you really want to buy it, I can only grind it for you... ah!"

While the young man was talking, he was slapped hard on the back of the head by someone, and then, the stall owner who left a deep impression on me last time pushed the young man away, and smiled at me with a shy face: "Young lady! Don't listen to him, the newly hired guy is a bit short-sighted. All the stones in "Story of the Stones" are made by nature, after thousands of years of wind, frost, rain and dew, and the heart-shaped stones are still There is really such a one, because it is rare, so the price is—"

I interrupted: "Well, how much?"

The stall owner made an outrageous gesture to me, indicating the price, but when he saw that I didn't respond at all, he changed his words again and again, "Oh girl, don't show your murderous eyes, calm down, let's pay the price." Can we discuss it again..."

"It doesn't matter, I'm just asking."

After that, I turned around and left, because the two silver coins left in my pocket were enough to buy a pot of spirits to warm my heart, and I couldn't afford the luxury of seeing things and loving each other.

"Hey girl..." The stall owner behind me yelled at me for a long time, wanting to keep me, but unfortunately it turned into a curse word in the end, "Crazy!"

Yes, if Fu Donglou didn't invade my brain, how could my nerves be sick?

……

In the wine shop, sweet-scented osmanthus, daughter red, Shaodao wine, and sake are all eight yuan a pot.I took out the money in my pocket, weighed it, and then said to the waiter: "Take a little of each of your wines, mix them into a jug and serve them up. Here, is the money enough?"

The waiter was stunned for a moment, "But... girl, it's easy to get drunk if mixed with wine, and the taste is terrible..."

"It's okay." I want to be drunk, and I want the bitter taste to replace the taste in my heart.

There were a few rogues at the other table who kept looking at me. After I ordered, I looked back at them. Unexpectedly, they made them come towards me.

One of them put his hands in his hands obscenely, and said teasingly: "Hey, whose little lady is this, is she lonely and needs some brothers to take good care of her?"

Before I could make a move, a sword that could blind people's eyes was placed on the table with a bang—"Misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding..." The rogues kept retreating, retreated to the door, and walked away run.

I looked up and saw that the person's eyebrows were somewhat heroic, with single eyelids, a straight nose, and the slightly drooping corners of his mouth fit perfectly on that fair face.

I didn't say a word, just looked down at the sword and waited for the wine, because I seemed to be able to see that there was an indelible turbulence and mania lurking under the smooth surface of the man.

There is no other person who is suitable for the legendary Zhanyun Sword, and that is Lian Zheng.

Soon, the waiter brought the wine over.

I took a few sips pretentiously, and then looked at Lian Zheng who was sitting at the table, "Although good wine is good, drinking it alone is inevitably desolate. I wonder if the general would like...to drink with me?"

Before he could reply, I had already handed him the jug, "Drink, wine can relieve all worries."

Lian Zheng answered the words quietly: "But it can also add to my worries."

"Well... yes." I was a little speechless.

Lian Zheng's eyes were still indifferent, making it hard to see happiness or anger, "I still have an unopened altar of 'Drunk in Love' in my house, do you want to come?"

I nodded, "OK."

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The General's Mansion was as quiet as if no one lived in it, only a few oil lamps were left for the returnees.

The sky has completely darkened, and the day is about to pass in a blur.People often talk about how time waits for no one and how to cherish it, but now I have a lot of time to waste, which is really ironic.

Lian Zheng poured good wine for me and asked me seemingly unintentionally, "What kind of life do you want? Cherish fate."

I was drinking, silent.

After a sigh, Lian Zheng continued to ask: "Is it something I can't give?"

When I heard this, I couldn't help but twist in my heart. I wanted to speak to comfort him, but I looked into his eyes and was at a loss for words.

While drinking, I thought about Fu Donglou. When I ran out of wine, I refilled my glass with tears.

As for how much Lian Zheng drank, I didn't pay attention because my head was getting heavier and my vision was getting blurrier.My alcohol capacity is actually not very good, but fortunately, my wine taste is surprisingly good. I don’t talk or pay attention to people when I am drunk as if I am not drunk.

"Why are you crying?"

My body was suddenly restrained, accompanied by the question, but I couldn't answer it, because I looked at the person covering me, and I was insane.

It turned out to be my Fu Donglou, he is the only hope left in my life.

I grabbed his neck, kissed his eyelids, and called out in a low voice: "East Building..."