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Chapter 187 It's a pity that the romantic is always idle (7)
Before leaving, Xiyin pulled my sleeve and murmured inarticulately: "Sister... I knew I was right... Lan Zhou also said that my sister must hate me... This ignorant girl... Hehe ..."

I tilted my head slightly and looked at her blushing cheeks. This girl really drank too much...Is it Lan Zhou?But if I remember correctly, Lan Zhou is not her girl, the most capable person in front of Princess Yan, who ran to the unloved little princess born to the side concubine, and took care of our sisters' affairs. It's really strange.

With the same smile on his face, he personally put on the silver gauze cloak for Xiyin, gave some warm and cold instructions, and watched her go out with the support of Liuxia's lamp before turning back inside.

The gilt beauty hairpin flower candlestick was burning brightly, reflecting the brilliant lights of the purple gauze curtains. Mu Xin leaned in front of the couch, slowly turning a bottle of green jade wine between her fingers, with an expression that seemed to be in deep thought.

The light and shadow hit his face, the handsome outline was peaceful and quiet, I stood by the door, stared at him, suddenly smiled and clapped my hands lightly.

Han Bi came out in response, carrying a large tray with exquisite dishes on display, and rearranging the tables and replacing them with new dishes.

Mu Xin raised her head in astonishment, and was about to speak when I slowly got up on the couch and said with a smile, "What are you thinking?"

He said: "Xiyin, she..."

I lightly tapped the ivory inlaid jade chopsticks, and gave him a blank look: "Don't mention others."

Mu Xin was startled, couldn't help laughing, pointed at the table, and said, "Okay, I won't mention it, then can I ask you, did you have enough to eat just now?"

I picked up the jade pot and poured wine for him, and slowly replied: "The wine for hospitality is enough, and the birthday party has not yet started."

He was stunned again, "Celebrate birthday?"

I suppressed my smile and said softly: "Yes, your birthday is also the first birthday after I reunited with you. I was delayed by Thorn for several months, and now I should make it up for you."

Mu Xin's wine glass rested between his fingers, and his eyes, as clear as still water, glanced over, feeling a little moved and a little bit bitter.

"Birthday?" He shook his head and laughed at himself, "It turns out that the day you disappeared...is my birthday..." He stopped before he could say a word, only raised his head and drained the wine in his glass, drinking as if that was not a sweet life Drunkness is like bad wine that is difficult to swallow.

I knew it in my heart, knowing that because of my disappearance that day, he would be very anxious, how could he remember that it was a good day for him.

Mu Xin thought for a while, then suddenly frowned slightly, and said in surprise: "How do you remember so clearly? Could it be because of me that you sent me away and went out alone without an entourage? I got the trick on my birthday?"

I thought to myself, why is this person so sensitive?Hastily smiled and said: "How can this happen, it's just a coincidence." Without waiting for him to ask again, he raised his glass with a smile: "Come on, today's birthday feast is a make-up, just in time for spring, and it's called 'Spring Banquet'"

Spring banquet, a glass of green wine singing again.I would like to worship Chen Sanyuan again: one wish for Langjun to be a thousand years old, two wish for his concubine to be healthy, and three wish to see each other like Liang Shangyan every year.

Feng Xiang of the Southern Tang Dynasty, the elegant Yuefu, a spring banquet, has been sung for generations, and a toast, full of emotions, my cryptic hint of entrusting my heart is bound to make Mu Xin drunk.

He was really drunk, the hand that was holding the pot trembled slightly, and some liquid spilled out, I hurriedly stretched out my hand to help, but the liquid dripped onto my fingers, the greenish color of the wine was stained like jade fingers, clear and clear, I ouched, and was about to take a silk handkerchief to wipe it off, but saw Mu Xin smiling, gently pulled my fingertips, and brought them to my lips.

There was a bang in my head, and I suddenly felt like my whole body was on fire. I felt that even my hair must have been flushed. I looked up at him. His smile was blurred, and his eyes were crystal clear. I just felt weak all over, as if drunk. Chung, with a slight movement of his hand, without the usual strength, it seemed to be a posturing, and was still firmly held by Mu Xin.

Mu Xin smiled, tilted her head slightly, her long black hair fell down the back of my hand, and her white jade-like forehead shone like a pearl amidst the splendor in the room.

I bit my lip, stared wide-eyed, looked at Mu Xin bowed her head, and kissed my finger lightly.

His lips lingered on my fingers, gentle and delicate, like a spring breeze blowing, bit by bit kissing away the dripping wine, the place where his lips touched the skin was like a flame ignited, burning hot all the way, my trembling, Immediately, it went straight from the fingertips to the bottom of my heart, like shocking lightning passing layer by layer, shuttling back and forth, making my whole body tremble slightly.

Suddenly there was a slight pain in my fingertips, I let out an oops, and hurriedly withdrew my hands, only to see the man opposite me who bit me, with a gentle smile on his lips, a little less the aloofness of the past, and a little more indulging in love in the world of mortals The warmth, more and more wind and spirit like jade, eyebrows and eyes like the people in the painting.

I felt a little awkward when he looked at me. I just felt that the kissed finger was like a sharp weapon to be hidden. I didn’t know where to put it. I can't reach the place, lest I feel embarrassed when I see my hand, but I am afraid that he will laugh at me.

With a clear cough, he had no choice but to talk about it from left to right, blushing and pretending to be calm, and said: "Don't drink, eat some vegetables first, today's banquet is prepared by my name Han Bihaosheng, don't let her down good cooking."

Mu Xin kept watching me closely, seeing that I was so embarrassed that I didn't know what to do, so she finally lowered her head considerately to look at the dish.

The first dish is stewed with golden jujube, whitebait, new bamboo shoots, and ginkgo. The lotus leaf is placed on a Jun kiln white porcelain plate. The color is bright and colorful, and the fragrance is fragrant. Mu Xin praised: "It's so elegant!" I stopped, and said with a smile: "Don't be in a hurry to eat, I haven't reported the name of the dish yet."

Mu Xin put down her chopsticks with great interest: "Are you celebrating my birthday or are you torturing me?"

I laughed: "It's both, and listen, the name of the dish has come out, you have to report the source, otherwise you won't be allowed to eat it."

Mu Xin raised her eyebrows: "You really want to torment me."

I ignored him, and slowly said: "This dish is brightly colored and light in taste, but the name is a bit long-winded: 'A pair of mandarin ducks haven't slept enough, and the leaves are guarding each other.'"

Mu Xin looked at the plate, nodded and said, "It's appropriate." After saying that, he picked up a new bamboo shoot and said with a smile, "Yan Shu, flowers in the rain."

I pursed my lips and smiled, and after he had tasted it, he took some for me, then pointed to the second dish and said: "The green and red ones are pitiful."

(End of this chapter)