Divine Doctor and Farmer's Girl: Buy a husband to farm

Chapter 1979 The Empress He Heng (190)

"Why are you so drunk?" Yan Cong was choked back as soon as he entered the room.

Hang Heng stood under the window and looked outside, the table behind him was in a mess, the wine jar was upside down, and the wine spilled all over the floor.

"Are you and Wu Yu still okay?"

"Thanks to you, it's over."

Yan Cong's eyes widened: "Really? Do I have such a big influence? Oh, then I'm a blue-faced disaster, hehehe."

"Hey fart!" Hang Heng grabbed a vase and threw it at it.

Yan Cong caught it quickly, "Calm down, calm down, don't mess around. Come on, tell me, how are you two doing?"

Yan Cong went to the table and helped up the wine jar, grabbed something to wipe the wine clean, sat down cross-legged, picked up Hang Heng's chopsticks and picked a piece of roasted venison that was thoroughly cooled, and bit it.

"Bah, I can't bite. Talk to me!"

"Don't you know everything? It's broken."

"No way... No, if there is a fight, it will be a fight. Are you still worried about not being able to find a man? The next one will be better." He squeezed two peanuts and put them in his mouth.

Hang Heng said: "It's not that I can't forget it, but I just feel aggrieved."

The whole world was against them being together, the attitude was there even if it wasn't stated.

She insisted on going her own way, and finally proved herself wrong?
And it was obviously the end that she proposed, why are you still sad?
"Then you are raising a dog. After so many years, you still need to have feelings." Yan Cong said, "Why do you think so much? If you feel uncomfortable, you will cry a little, and I will laugh at you at most. Or get drunk for a while." Field, I will accompany you!"

"Are you with me?" Hang Heng turned his head and looked at him suspiciously, "Did something happen to you too?"

Yan Cong said stiffly: "Who do you think I am? Why can't I just get drunk with you just because of my loyalty?"

"You're not that kind." Hang Heng sat down opposite him, "Tell me, something bad happened to you, tell me to make me happy."

Yan Cong: "...you are cruel."

After hearing what he said, Hang Heng laughed unkindly, patted the table and said, "Yan Cong, there is nothing wrong with you."

Yan Cong: "Shut up, you! Think about how you will be alone in the future, but I will hug you left and right, why don't you cry for a while?"

Hang Heng: "...you bastard."

"Don't question the man's ability." Yan Cong snorted coldly.

"Your name is Huangmaozi, Boy Chicken."

"Is He Heng fighting?" Yan Cong rolled up his sleeves.

"I'm afraid of you when I fight? Come on, if you don't fight, you are my younger brother!"

The guards outside heard the clattering inside, the shelf fell down, clacking, the copper basin was knocked over...

Ban Xia stamped her feet anxiously at the door: "You two masters, don't hit me, don't get hurt!"

A quarter of an hour later, the two occupied each side of the couch, leaning on the pillow like a dead dog, panting.

"Happy, happy!" Hang Heng said.

Yan Cong looked at her messy hair with disgust, "Crazy woman."

Ban Xia hurriedly brought people in to tidy up, waited on Heng Heng to change clothes and freshen up, and another court lady waited on Yan Cong with ease.

——Yan Cong comes here too often, his clothes are all here.

When the two sat down, Yan Cong's stomach growled.

Hang Heng was about to laugh at him mercilessly, but his stomach growled uncontrollably, so the words that came to his mouth turned into making people prepare the banquet again.

"Okay, let's make peace." Yan Cong poured Hang Hang a glass of wine, and then filled it up for himself, "We're both miserable, so don't hurt each other."

"I'm not miserable." Hang Heng had already drank a lot, and his legs and feet were limp from the fight just now, and now he was stuffy again, and a peachy color soon appeared on his face.

Yan Cong couldn't help but rolled his eyes: "Okay, okay, you're not miserable. I'm miserable myself. You say He Heng, how can I be as thick-skinned as you? Those two are my mates, Why can't I let go?"

Hang Hang stood up, snatched the flagon and poured himself a drink: "It's quite normal, but you're a coward, so kill yourself."

Yan Cong was speechless.

"Why are you in a hurry? It depends on you to survive. You can't run away. Sooner or later, it will be yours." Hang Heng said again, resting his chin on the table with drunken eyes, "You have never bullied a woman, what's the matter? Shameful? That shows you are a good person!"

"You're really drunk, and you've started to praise me." Yan Cong said, and pushed her a bowl of sour bamboo shoot soup, "Drunk cat, drink some sour bamboo shoot soup to sober up."

"It's better to die drunk."

"If you're drunk, you can't go to Wu Yu's wedding."

Hang Heng sat up abruptly and slapped the table: "If you don't talk cheap, you will die!"

"Would you die without Wu Yu? Turn around if you die, forget about it if you don't die."

Hang Hang was stunned for a moment, not knowing what he was thinking, and after a while he muttered: "Drink and drink, don't talk today, just drink with me!"

"Okay, get drunk! I'll go back to work when I'm drunk!"

"Cut, shameless."

Afterwards, both of them seemed to be disconnected. They ordered wine six or seven times, and changed dishes twice.

Yan Cong didn't know how he got back, maybe he was really drunk and cowardly, he really got rid of people.

After finishing one, I was still thinking about doing it all at once, so I simply did the other one together.

Hangover and meng lang, when he woke up rubbing his head that was about to crack, he suddenly felt a thigh pressing on him.

He opened his sleepy eyes abruptly.

He actually made it?

It's too embarrassing, but it seems to be very cool?

Well, don't worry, I will treat you sisters well...

Just thinking about this, he gently pushed his legs away, and at the same time wanted to look at his first and second women sideways, and by the way see how beautiful a real woman is when she wakes up.

He had seen Hang Heng get up, that girl got up so angry that she once slapped him across the face.

However, the next moment, he suddenly felt a pain in his waist, and he was kicked to the ground without warning.

Yan Cong: "..."

He didn't have time to complain, because despite being dizzy, he could still see clearly the ground of the powder—it was a stone shipped from overseas, just because Hang Heng liked it.

This is the East Palace!

He raised his head, and saw Hang Heng on the bed with an impatient expression, pulling the quilt to cover his face.

Yan Cong stretched out his hand and slapped himself.

What kind of nightmare is this, wake him up quickly!
He obviously slept in his own room, why did he sleep on Hang Heng's bed?
A dream must be a dream!It's a spring!Dream!

He Heng's bed is poisonous, he had this dream again and again!
However, when he saw clearly the clothes of the two people on the ground, there was also Hang Heng's small robe embroidered with dragon and phoenix patterns, and he immediately closed his eyes.

calm down!

No, I can't calm down anymore!
He is going to die, no one should stop him!
Anyway, if this matter gets out, no one will let him live, there is no body!
(End of this chapter)