My princess Lu Ziye

Chapter 707 712 Drinking so much, everyone started talking nonsense!
Zhong Liangyu couldn't hide his smile anymore, he narrowed his eyes, and followed suit solemnly.

"Yeah, at least it's a brotherhood, how could Mr. Rong let us go back empty-handed, don't worry."

Rong Feiluo, who was forced to give a parting gift: ...

What a beast!Young master, my father just died!Could you please be a little sympathetic!
Veins popped out of Rong Feiluo's forehead, and he was so angry with his cheeky master and apprentice that he almost ran away!Whether you like to go or not, the young master will not accompany you!

However, it is precisely because of the two of them that the mood that has been shrouded in gloom has inexplicably improved a lot. Is it because of the abused physique?How happy this is!
Rong Feiluo turned his head and glanced at the two of them coldly.

"Yes, of course there are farewell gifts, I'm afraid you won't be able to accept them!"

Eager to try, the master and apprentice followed Rong Feiluo to the City Lord's Mansion, and then were led to a cellar filled with wine.

Rong Feiluo stretched out his arms, and said proudly: "See, this is the most famous glass drunk in Yecheng! There are hundreds of gold leaves on a jar!

In view of the fact that you are about to leave, I will allow you to indulge once and drink as much as you want! "

After Sun Sirou had a good time, she jumped up excitedly and hugged the wine jar like a greedy cat.

Zhong Liangyu walked over expressionlessly, grabbed her by the collar, and lifted her up.

"You are only 12 years old, you are a child, what kind of wine do you drink!"

When Sun Sirou heard this, she immediately deflated like a deflated ball, but she still held on tightly to the wine jar.

"Master, you can't do this. Do you want me to watch you drink? Why don't I just sit while you drink?"

Zhong Liangyu was still unmoved, he hugged her vigorously with both hands, pinched her under his arm, and walked out with a jar of wine in his other hand.

After walking a few steps, he found that Rong Feiluo was still standing there, and turned his head again.

"Don't you want to have a drink and farewell party? Why don't you bring the wine over here, what are you doing in a daze!"

Only then did Rong Feiluo come to his senses, looking at Sun Sirou who was kicking back and forth with two slender legs, and then at Zhong Liangyu who was expressionless, picked up two jars of wine, and followed.

The three of them sat in the yard, the sweet-scented osmanthus was just in bloom, the breeze was not dry, and there was a faint fragrance.

Rong Feiluo was so drunk that his cheeks were flushed, crying and laughing now and then.

"What did I do wrong! Why did God treat me like this?! Now I'm an orphan! Haha! Nobody loves an orphan!"

Sun Sirou gave him a pitiful look, and secretly touched the cup with one hand, but was lightly slapped.

She pouted her reddish mouth, and looked at Zhong Liangyu aggrievedly.

"Master~ just one cup, okay?"

Zhong Liangyu took the cup in her hand and drank it in one gulp.

"You've had several cups, and you have to leave for Beijing tomorrow, so you can't drink any more."

Rong Feiluo opened his eyes and looked at the two in a daze, with tears still hanging on his eyelashes.

"Are you guys listening to me? I'm in such a miserable situation, and you still have the nerve to flirt in front of me! Isn't this adding salt to my wounds!"

Sun Sirou blinked her eyes, with an innocent and fierce expression on her face.

"I'm a man, and my master is also a man, how can I flirt?"

Rong Feiluo blushed, glared at her viciously, and hiccupped.

"You're so fucking my master, I'm blind! Hiccup, I just don't want to expose you!"

Sun Sirou's heart tightened, but she tried her best to pretend to be calm, looked at Zhong Liangyu without blushing and heartbeat, and spoke nonsense in a serious manner.

"Master, Mr. Rong is so drunk that he started talking nonsense!"

Just when Zhong Liangyu heard Rong Feiluo's words, he almost choked on the wine in his mouth. He narrowly escaped, but was successfully choked by her words again.

Putting the wine glass on the table, he stood up and carried Rong Feiluo on his shoulder.

"That's right, I did drink too much, I'll send him back."

Just as the three of them took a step, a black shadow suddenly passed in front of them, blowing like the wind.

Sun Sirou rubbed her eyes, "Master, did I drink too much? Why did I just see a black shadow passing by."

Turning his head, he saw that it was in the direction of Shangguan Yanwan's Liufengyuan, and he wanted to run there without saying a word.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Zhong Liangyu grabbed the back of her neck and dragged her away with one hand!

"You're wrong, it's just a gust of wind."

He didn't have much martial arts at first, so why did he run up to join in the fun and act as a sandbag for others!
Master Guoshi and His Royal Highness King Jing both live there, and there are three people guarding them. The Liufengyuan has long been besieged on the inner three floors and the outer three floors. Which assassin is full and wants to die!
A few sweet-scented osmanthus in the Liufeng courtyard are in full bloom.

There is a silhouette in front of the window, with a brush in hand, drawing something seriously.

The door moved slightly, and a black figure rushed in, kneeling on the ground.

"Princess, there is an urgent secret letter from Shangjing for eight hundred miles."

Shangguan Yan turned her head and looked at the red sealing paper, with an inexplicable premonition welling up in her heart.

Huo Ran stood up, dropped the brush in his hand on the table, didn't bother to pick it up, took it apart to look, then fell back on the chair, his face pale.

Qiu Qi quickly supported her, turned her head and glanced at the letter, her eyes widened.

"The empress is poisoned?! How could it be!"

Shangguan Yanwan's lips trembled slightly, and there was a trace of panic in her eyes. After calming down, she barely stood up with the corner of the table.

"Qiu Qi, pack your luggage and leave tonight! Immediately, immediately!"

All of a sudden, the lights in the Liufeng Courtyard were brightly lit, people were coming and going, and the footsteps were chaotic and intertwined.

Only the sweet-scented osmanthus in the courtyard swayed gently in the night breeze, with a refreshing fragrance and a long-lasting fragrance.

(End of this chapter)