Prosperous Concubine

Chapter 502 Anniversary (2)
"Xiao Qingyu is the bridegroom's official, and also the perfect Mr. Xuechen of Qinglong Kingdom. Each of us toasts him with ten glasses, and these wines may not be enough." An Mofeng said mysteriously, with an unfathomable smile.

"The wine jar is so big, let alone toasting ten cups, even if each person toasts twenty cups, it may not be enough to use a jar of wine..." Mu Yutang's clear voice stopped abruptly when she saw the wine cup that An Mofeng took out Stop, what kind of wine glass is the blue ferret porcelain on a white background? It is clearly a large bowl for eating. Use it as a wine glass to toast. A few bowls can make a jar of wine bottom out. It's really not necessarily enough.

With a wave of An Mofeng's hand, the wine jug rose into the air, and instantly filled up the dozen or so large bowls lined up on the table. He smiled slightly, and politely said, "Your Majesty Xiao, please!"

Xiao Qingyu looked at the ten shining bowls of fragrant and mellow wine, his complexion was so dark that ink was about to drip: using such a big bowl as a wine glass, their original intention was not just to toast him.

Seeing that he was standing still, An Mofeng didn't intend to drink, and rubbed his chest sadly: "You are the bridegroom officer, and every glass of wine we toast is our deepest blessing to you. If you don't drink, but whisk Thanks to our good intentions!"

Good intentions?Ten bowls of ten bowls were poured over him, what a toast, it was clear that the drunken man didn't mean to drink.

The Xiao Qingyu that Duan Zixi knew was noble and dignified. It was rare to see him with a gloomy face and angry eyes. He was in a very comfortable mood. Following An Mofeng's wishes, he smiled provocatively: "Xiao Shizi, I am just 15 years old. Anyone who is more than [-] years old is willing to give up his life to accompany a gentleman, so don't refuse our kindness, you, the groom's official."

Mu Yutang's head was full of black lines in an instant, they drank one to ten, Duan Zixi drank one cup, Xiao Qingyu drank ten cups, a pot of wine, Duan Zixi only needed to drink more than half a bowl, and the rest belonged to Xiao Qingyu, this is also called sacrificing one's life ?

Xiao Qingyu glanced at An Mofeng, Duan Zixi, and Xiao Tianye lightly with deep eyes, and said lightly: "Since it is your kindness, Qingyu will naturally not refuse."

The few of them came to make trouble for him on purpose. Even if he could push the wine away, they would think of other reasons to make trouble for him. If the trick fails, they will never leave. Continuing to stalemate is completely wasting his time.

There was a scheming smile in An Mofeng's eyes, and he picked up a large bowl of wine: "I will do it first!" After saying that, he drank the wine in the bowl in one gulp, with the bottom of the bowl facing up, without leaking a single drop .

Looking at his ostentatious gaze, Xiao Qingyu swept up ten bowls of fine wine with a wave of his hand, and drank them quickly one by one. It should be a bold and rough booze, but when he made it, it was so elegant and noble that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

An Mofeng, Duan Zixi, Xiao Tianye... toasted to Xiao Qingyu one by one. Mu Yutang could clearly see that Xiao Qingyu's face was clear and pale, but his obsidian-like pupils gradually became blurred, and the faint aura of lotus was also suppressed. The sweet smell of wine covered it without a trace.

"Don't drink, don't drink." Mu Yutang took the wine bowl from Xiao Qingyu's hand, and reached out to support his staggering body.

Xiao Qingyu leaned lightly on Mu Yutang, saw her worried little face with hazy eyes, and a smile appeared in his pupils: "I'm fine!"

The warm breath sprayed on the small face with a faint smell of wine, making it numb. Mu Yutang's body trembled, and she stared at him fiercely: "I'm so drunk, how can I be fine."

An Mofeng looked at the loving couple, feeling a little pain in his heart, and yelled dissatisfiedly: "Xiao Qingyu, don't stop, don't stop, Brother Chen hasn't finished the wine toast you yet."

Mu Yutang frowned and stared at An Mofeng: "He's already drunk after drinking more than 50 bowls of wine, so stop feeding him, and drink the rest of the wine another day."

An Mofeng shook his head in disapproval: "Xiao Qingyu can drink a lot, how could he be drunk, even if he is drunk, he is pretending."

Mu Yutang's bright face darkened in an instant: "More than 50 bowls of wine, six or seven jars, who of you can drink so much wine and still not get drunk?"

That's right, Xiao Qingyu has already drank seven jars of wine, no matter how good a drinker is, he will almost be drunk after drinking seven jars of wine!

An Mofeng's deep eyes passed over the empty wine jars and landed on Xiao Qingyu. He saw his eyes half-closed, a faint tiredness appeared between his brows, his handsome face was stained with the blush of drunkenness, his body Most of the weight was on Mu Yutang's body, and it was a bit difficult for Mu Yutang to support him.

"The bride cares about the groom, so let's not disturb their love between husband and wife, and the wine is almost over, let's go to the banquet hall for dinner." Duan Zixi said with a smile, and walked out of Qingyun Palace swaggeringly.

Xiao Qingyu was drunk, their goal had been achieved, so there was no need to stay in Qingyun Palace for a long time.

Xiao Tianzhe and the others also walked out slowly, passed by Xiao Qingyu, glanced at him, and said leisurely: "I'm really drunk." There was an indescribable sense of accomplishment in the calm voice.

An Mofeng walked at the end, stepped out of the palace gate, and glared at Xiao Qingyu complacently: Xiao Qingyu snatched away the woman he liked, so he got Xiao Qingyu drunk, to see how he would do the bridal chamber, hum...

The door of the palace was slowly closed, blocking the view from inside and outside, and the footsteps of An Mofeng and the others gradually faded away.

Xiao Qingyu's eyes were lightly closed, his head rested on Mu Yutang's shoulder, and he breathed lightly and shallowly. The faint smell of alcohol sprayed in his ears. Mu Yutang sighed helplessly, carefully helped him lie on the bed, and was about to sleep A basin of hot water was used to wipe his face, but she didn't want to, her wrist tightened, and she was pulled onto the bed.

The back touched the soft brocade mattress, Xiao Qingyu's long body pressed over, and looked at her with a smile, his obsidian-like pupils were radiant and shining, not half drunk and hazy.

"Aren't you drunk?" Mu Yutang's eyes widened in surprise, it was full of seven altars of wine, even drinking water would make one drunk.

Xiao Qingyu looked at his shocked gaze, and a smile appeared in his pupils: "I used my internal force to force out the alcohol while drinking, so of course I won't get drunk." Today is his wedding day, how could he be drunk.

Mu Yutang blinked in confusion: "Why is there no water stain on the ground?" Alcohol is also watery, and it will drip when forced out of the body, forming water marks.

Xiao Qingyu's white jade finger gently stroked Mu Yutang's delicate face, and said lightly: "I poured the force of the wine into my sleeves, and then dried it with internal force." An Mofeng and Duan Zixi are both martial arts masters. Xiao Qingyu dripped the water stains on the ground, and they knew he was cheating, so why did he fall for the trick and leave like just now.

Mu Yutang nodded, the smell of alcohol spilled all over his sleeves, no wonder the strong scent of green lotus on his body was covered...

"Yutang, we are finally a legitimate couple." Xiao Qingyu's clear voice was deep and hoarse, there was a dark light in his obsidian-like pupils, and his thin lips gently covered her pink lips.

(End of this chapter)