Rebirth of the Tang Dynasty's strongest consort

Chapter 263
Amid Xiangcheng's perplexed inquiries, Fang Yiai's tone rang out almost at the same time.

"May you and I, husband and wife, grow old together for a hundred years."

As soon as these words came out, Xiangcheng's heart fluttered, her eyes looked forward, her almond eyes were filled with happiness, and the worries that had just arisen also dissipated.

"A hundred years together?"

"Yu'er, you give me a completely different feeling from Shu'er and the others. Are you willing to help me overcome the crime of deceiving the emperor? Then I will try my best to be a minister outside the curtain. How about we stay away from Chang'an together?"

I don't know if it's because of the truth, or because of the panic, but Fang Yi'ai's words came out like river water, without any disobedience.

After the heart-to-heart long talks before, and now Fang Yiai's bombardment-like vows, Xiangcheng, whose mind was close to demons in the past, now seems to have become Jinyang with a pure heart, looking at his lover with a smile like a flower, and then looking up Then he drank the amnesia medicinal wine.

Seeing Xiangcheng drink the second cup of medicinal wine, Fang Yiai's heart fell to the ground quietly, then raised the wide-mouth wine pot again, and poured wine for Xiangcheng graciously.

While pouring the wine, Xiangcheng poured tea for Fang Yiai with a smile, a trace of determination flashed silently on Yixi Yichen's cheeks.

After a brief silence, the two raised their cups in unison, and looked at each other. Fang Yiai felt that ten thousand insects devoured her heart, and her sense of guilt increased to an indescribable height.

The candid meeting before gave Fang Yixin a more intuitive understanding of Xiangcheng. At this moment, suppressing the guilt in his heart, he murmured: "Yu'er, it's late, drink this glass of wine, you Shall I just rest?"

At this time, Fang Yi'ai was already in love, and the behavior she made with a forced face and smile was almost clumsy, how could she hide it from the thoughtful Xiangcheng.

I don't know if Xiangcheng was dazed by the rhetoric and vows, or the effect of the medicinal wine had already begun to take effect, but facing Fang Yiai's feigned hospitality, he nodded with a smile, as if he didn't notice the slightest difference.

The more Xiangcheng smiled like a flower, the more uncomfortable Fang Yi felt in his heart, he brought the teacup in front of him with trembling palms, but before he could drink the tea, he was interrupted by Xiangcheng.

"Officer, I would like to drink a cup of wine with you." During the words, Xiangcheng's eyes were extremely shy, but under the shyness, there was a bit of determination, as if he had decided some important matter to do in his heart.

"Hehe. Wine"

After thinking about it, thinking of Xiangcheng's imminent amnesia, Fang Yi's hatred for the beautiful woman has long been covered by appreciation and guilt, so he subconsciously nodded in response.

Seeing that Fang Yiai agreed to his request, Xiangcheng smiled slightly, and then the two of them walked forward slowly holding the cups, their arms interlocked, their eyes facing each other, the charming sentiment quietly spread between the two of them, looking at The color of sympathy and sympathy for each other quietly emerged.

In the toasting and drinking room, Fang Yiai wanted to knock down the wine cup in Xiangcheng's hand more than once, and because of his inner entanglement, the strange eyes he showed were clearly seen by Xiangcheng who was close at hand. The smile is even brighter.

After drinking the Hejin wine, Fang Yiai turned around and put down the teacup, sighed silently, her eyes were moist for some reason.

After stabilizing her mind, Fang Yiai pretended to smile and said to Xiangcheng: "Shall I help the lady go to rest?"

The words fell, and in an instant, Xiangcheng, who was smiling like a flower, suddenly shed two lines of tears, looked at Fang Yiai with a smile, and murmured: "Fang Lang, has my slave's acting skills improved a bit?"

Seeing Xiangcheng looking at each other with tears in his eyes, and hearing the beauty's choked up words, Fang Yi'ai was stunned and stared at Xiangcheng with dull eyes, not knowing how to answer correctly.

"Fang Lang, thank you. Yu'er's sweet dream has come true."

As he said that, Xiangcheng burst into tears, even with a smile on his cheeks, looking at Fang Yiai, his eyes were full of warmth, it made people feel pity, but it was very puzzling.

Although Fang Yiai was drunk, but her mind was very clear, after sensing something strange from Xiangcheng's two sentences, she faltered and asked: "Yu'er, you."

"Yucao fruit is pungent and sour, with the feeling of pepper. It is produced in Huawai Desert, and the grass seeds in the fruit are highly poisonous."

It turned out that after drinking the first cup of medicinal wine, Xiangcheng guessed that there were jade grass fruits soaked in the medicinal wine. With the thought of dying, she and Fang Yiai made a dewy couple in words.

"Yu'er, you really have a mind as close as a monster." After Xiangcheng told her about it, Fang Yiai relaxed a lot. Sitting slumped on the wooden chair, Fang Yiai's strength seemed to be drained instantly, and she looked at Xiangxiang. Cheng could only sigh, and the admiration and shame in his eyes became more intense.

The two stood one by one, looking at each other tenderly with tears in their eyes, or sighing alone. For a while, the room was extremely silent, and the quiet Fang Yiai could almost hear the sound of her own heartbeat.

After a while, Fang Yiai gave a wry smile and asked, "Since you already know that there are frauds in this medicinal wine, why do you want to drink it?"

Seeing Fang Yiai's confused face, Xiangcheng wiped away the tears from his cheeks, and said with emotion: "Since Fang Lang doesn't want my slaves to live in this world, he can simply follow the official's wishes."

"It's better than forcing Fang Lang to do some nasty things against his will."

"Yu'er believes that after tonight, there will be a part of Fang Lang's heart that belongs to Yu'er. Yu'er wants Fang Lang to remember forever, remember the poisonous woman who had a good time with Fang Lang and met frankly tonight."

At the end, the cheeks that had just been wiped away by Xiangcheng were covered with tears again. However, Xiangcheng always had tenderness in his eyes and a happy smile on the corner of his mouth.

Listening silently to Xiangcheng's story, Fang Yiai is like a thousand arrows gathering in his heart, how eager he is to explain to Xiangcheng that medicinal wine is not a poisonous wine to send someone back to the west, but a medicinal wine that temporarily makes her lose her memory.

After several turmoil in her heart, Fang Yiai finally failed to open her mouth, but chose to sit silently on the wooden chair, with tears in her eyes, and silently looked at Xiangcheng with pity.

"Yu'er, I didn't know until now that you are not some viper."

Saying that, Fang Yiai plucked up the courage to get up and stood up, pitiful for this son-in-law who once killed a Turkic warrior, now facing the powerless Xiangcheng, he looked like a child who did something wrong, even The courage to look at each other is gone.

"If there is an afterlife, I will live up to my oath to you." Then, Fang Yiai gritted her teeth and turned around, and walked towards the door a few meters away. Every step felt extremely heavy, as if she was in a dangerous swamp. It's not a first-class room with nephrite jade and fragrance.

Just as Fang Yiai walked to the door and reached out to fiddle with the latch, there was a sudden sound of broken porcelain in his ears.

Turning around and looking around, I saw that in front of the tea table in Xiangcheng, where tears were pouring down like rain, fragments of the wide-mouth jug and medicinal materials soaked in rice wine were all scattered at her feet. He drank all the jug of amnesia medicinal wine!
"Yu'er!" Seeing the scene in front of her, Fang Yiai instinctively rushed to Xiangcheng, and embraced her with open arms.

Nestled in Fang Yiai's embrace, Xiangcheng wept uncontrollably, sobbing, "Fang Lang, didn't you want me to die before? Why are you still doing this now?"

"I don't know, it's just that I had a long conversation with you just now, and all the resentment in my heart has turned into appreciation and guilt. Presumably it's admiration for your intelligence and talent, or fear of your means."

After finishing this illogical nonsense, Fang Yiai murmured with hot tears: "If there is an afterlife, I would like to be confidantes with you for the rest of my life. Originally, we also had the opportunity to become confidants in this life, but good fortune tricks people and blames you. also blame me"

"If you are the one I marry in the big wedding, how good would it be?"

"Fang Lang, with your words, Yu'er will die without regret."

"Officer, can you call me lady again?"

In the end, the medicinal wine's effect had already occurred in Xiangcheng's body, and the beautiful woman looked at Fang Yi'ai with wandering eyes, her words had long been slurred, and she only relied on a trace of obsession to hold on to her last sober mind.

"Yu'er, if you hadn't threatened me with the pseudonym before. I think if there were no such misunderstandings, I'm afraid I would have misunderstood you for the rest of my life."

Muttering what was on her mind, Fang Yiai put her arms around Xiangcheng, said softly with tears in her eyes, "My lady."

The obsession in his heart was dispelled, Xiangcheng nodded with a smile, then his vision went dark, and he passed out in Fang Yiai's arms.

Looking at Xiangcheng, whose face was full of shark pearls, Fang Yi's heart felt extremely guilty. Thinking of what Xiao Rui did to her, and thinking that she might not be able to remember today's events in her whole life, Fang Yi's words were taken care of. Zhong Jiaren swore: "Yu'er, the grievances and grievances between you and me before can't be explained in one word, but don't worry, I will make Xiao Rui taste all the humiliation you have suffered!"

(End of this chapter)