Rebirth of the Tang Dynasty's strongest consort

Chapter 262
"Yu'er?"

Xiangcheng's affectionate gaze once again touched Fang Yiai's heartstrings. Surprised and puzzled, he asked, "Is this the princess' boudoir name?"

"Yeah." Nodding lightly, Xiangcheng said sadly, "Yu'er, is the boudoir name given to the slave family by the mother and concubine herself. But in the past 20 years, except for the father, no other man has known it. Even Xiao Rui doesn't know either."

Hearing Xiangcheng's words, Fang Yiai was quite surprised, "So, I'm the first man to be told by the princess himself?"

"Yes, Yu'er only wants to be like Jing Niang, and she will be satisfied if Fang Lang is sincere. As for being a concubine, she is still shameful. I don't even care about her dewy beauty."

As soon as these words came out, Fang Yi'ai felt like five thunderbolts, looking at the wide-mouth wine pot in front of her, she felt a tinge of compassion.

"Princess Yu'er, Fang Jun's life is at stake, why do you have to do this?" Saying this, Fang Yiai raised her head and drank a glass of wine. Come and calm yourself down.

"I wish to win the hearts of the one, and the white head will not be separated." After Xiangcheng read Zhuo Wenjun's "White-headed Song" softly, his eyes were firm and tender, and he murmured, "Fang Lang is worried about Yu'er? Is there Fang Lang? Heart, I will be satisfied."

The soft words turned into water-like arrows, piercing into the weakest places in Fang Yi's heart, and the compassion that had just been dismissed was ready to move again.

"Fang Jun is not worthy of the princess's sincere treatment. He came here this time just to fulfill his oath. I hope the princess will not embarrass the students."

Saying the tactful words of refusal, Fang Yiai poured water and wine, and smiled wryly, "Since the princess knows all about my concerns, please let the princess listen to Fang Jun's chatter again."

After being politely rejected by Fang Yi'ai, Xiangcheng was not annoyed at all. He looked at Fang Yi'ai with joy and anger, raised his glass and nodded, and slowly tasted the wine from the Western Regions with a slightly spicy taste that is most suitable for ice.

"The ancients often said loyalty, filial piety, righteousness, loyalty to the country, filial piety for parents, chastity for wives, righteousness for friends"

"Since Fang Jun was charged with the felony of deceiving the emperor, he has already run counter to loyalty, filial piety and righteousness, and he can't be considered a man after thinking about it."

As she said that, Fang Yiai toasted and drank, for a moment, she forgot the purpose of this trip, and completely regarded Xiangcheng as her confidant.

Seeing that Fang Yiai underestimated himself, Xiangcheng, who had a heart for his lover, replied softly and firmly: "Fang Lang fought hard against the Turkic warriors, saved Marshal Qin, and saved the eldest princess. His literary talent is even more arrogant in the Chang'an literary world, why can't he be considered a real man? "

"Speak from the bottom of my heart." Fang Yiai hiccupped, rubbed her nose with her blushing cheeks, and said, "It's all thanks to you little fairy that I have come to where I am today!"

As soon as this remark came out, Xiangcheng's body trembled when she heard the word "Little Fairy". She misplaced her admiration for Fang Yiai before, and now the good things will come true. I don't want to let go, but I'm afraid of something.
A little displeased by Fang Yiai's drinking and drinking, Xiangcheng frowned and said in a daze: "My family is a goblin?"

Sensing Xiangcheng's displeasure, Fang Yiai was not in a hurry, and said with a smile: "Isn't it? The combination of Shu'er, Xiandi, and Jingniang may not be as deep as your city. You are as close as a demon, and I have suffered so much, who is a demon if you are not a demon?"

Sullen and angry flashed through his heart, Xiangcheng straightened his sideburns and hair, turned a pair of deep and unpredictable eyes, and asked curiously: "The mind is as close as a demon? This saying has some meaning, it is Fang Lang's own creation. vocabulary?"

"Where do I have such skills, does Yu'er know Zhuge Wuhou?" After talking for a long time, Fang Yiai felt a little thirsty, and subconsciously went to get the teapot, but Xiangcheng, who had guessed his mind, took the lead.

"Zhuge Wuhou? Is that Mr. Wolong?" As he spoke, Xiangcheng poured [-]% of the fragrant tea for Fang Yiai with a smile, and said with joy and anger, "Hurry up and listen to Fang Lang, let's pour the tea." Waiting for small things, just leave it to the slave family to do."

"Thank you Yu'er." I don't know why, the word "Yu'er" Fang Yiai is called more and more smoothly, so that there is no disobedience in saying it, just like calling Gao Yang and Qin Jingniang.

"Zhuge Wuhou burned Bowangpo, Chibi sacrificed to borrow the east wind, and set fire to rattan armored soldiers. The three battles established the stability of the early, middle and late periods of the Ji Han Dynasty. Six times out of Qishan, he cut wheat to pretend to be gods, made wooden cows and horses, and crossbow arrows. Prime Minister Zhuge Wisdom is evident, when Sima Yi confronted Zhuge Liang, he once jokingly called him the words Zhuge Yaodao and Yaodao Kongming, even Wang Lang, who was scolded to death by him in front of the battle, once said that."

As he said that, Fang Yiai smiled, he may not have noticed that he was a little drunk, his expression like this only appeared when he was washing his feet with Gao Yang.
Xiangcheng, who had heard Fang Yiai's story and only read "Three Kingdoms", murmured, "Borrowing the East Wind? What is the allusion of Borrowing the East Wind?"

Seeing that Xiangcheng didn’t know much about it, thinking of Mr. Luo Guanshui’s "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" that had not yet been published, Fang Yiai smiled knowingly, "This is the Romance of the Three Kingdoms told by a senior gentleman when I was young. There are three points in it. It’s [-]% false, but it’s much better than Romance of the Three Kingdoms, so I’ll tell Yu’er if I have a chance.”

Looking at Fang Yiai who was smiling and whispering, Xiangcheng was in a trance, his eyes were looking forward, and his eyes were full of happiness: "Okay, then Yu'er will wait and see."

Looking at Xiangcheng who responded with a smile, Fang Yiai suddenly thought of his wife Gao Yang, "Yu'er, this is your true temperament, isn't it? The flirtatiousness you had before was just a fake, wasn't it?"

Seeing Fang Yiai's longing face, Xiangcheng nodded and shook his head again, "What I said to be honest with Fang Lang is half true and half false."

After finishing speaking, afraid that Fang Yiai might misunderstand, Xiangcheng added: "However, the unbearable appearance of the slave family is only used on Fang Lang, Xiao Rui thinks. But for a villain like him, Yu'er But don’t bother to do that.”

Let go of your guard and treat Xiangcheng frankly. Fang Yiai's original iron heart has already melted most of it. Looking at the beautiful woman's smiling face, Fang Yiai suddenly recalled it and cursed secretly: "Fang Jun, you really are a real sweetheart." Silver thief, have you forgotten what you did here?"

With the slow adjustment, Fang Yiai's heart gradually closed, and the tenderness towards Xiangcheng also dissipated in her heart.

It was another round of pushing and drinking, but the difference was that Fang Yiai had already changed from revealing her heart to being hypocritical, but she was waiting for the fine wine from the Western Regions to finish, and coaxed Xiangcheng, who secretly entrusted her heart to her, to drink the amnesia medicinal wine .

After about half an hour, when the two chatted and gradually grew closer, Fang Yiai finally drank two catties of fine wine from the Western Regions!

Pretending to pour wine for Xiangcheng, seeing that there was not a drop of wine left in the pot, Fang Yiai made an expression of unsatisfactory expression, then raised the wide-mouth wine pot that had been prepared long ago, poured the amnesia medicine wine, and poured the amnesia medicinal wine for Xiangcheng, who had already put down his guard A full glass was served.

After pouring the medicinal wine, Fang Yiai held up the grape wine in her cup, pretended to be sincere, and said, "It's rare for Yu'er to open her heart with me today. Come, let me toast my wife."

Hearing the word "lady", Xiangcheng's heart trembled slightly, as if her ears were sinking, she asked in disbelief, "Fang Lang, what are you calling me?"

"My lady." Thinking of Hua Ting's vow to Tianming that day, Fang Yiai said from the bottom of her heart: "Since Fang Jun made his vow to Tianming, Lushui and his wife will definitely treat my lady well, but after tonight."

Before he finished speaking, Xiangcheng, who had been enjoying the sweet talk for a long time, quickly interrupted Fang Yiai's disappointing words, raised his wine cup with a shy face, and said, "Yu'er just asks for tonight. Please, officials."

After finishing speaking, the two drank the wine in the glass together, whether they were true or false, had their hearts ever met?

Seeing Xiangcheng drink the medicinal wine, Fang Yiai let out a chuckle, but because he was not sure how much medicinal wine to use, Fang Yiai then raised the jug and poured the medicinal wine for Xiangcheng again.

Knowing the dangers of medicinal wine, he would not be so stupid as to personally go to danger in order to win the trust of Xiangcheng. In a hurry, he had an idea, pretended to linger at the red tent for a while, then raised the teacup and said: "My lady, I am here today. I drank too much wine, how about replacing wine with tea?"

Seeing that Fang Yi'ai had never been contaminated with the medicinal wine he was carrying, Xiangcheng's almond eyes turned cold, his heart suddenly became alert, and he quickly walked out of the ocean of happiness created by sweet words.

"Why doesn't Fang Lang drink medicinal wine?"

(End of this chapter)