When are you going to marry me?
The apprentice took the money and was very polite to Tang Si.
He treated her like an ancestor.
In a short while, he returned with a pot of good tea and two plates of pastries. He invited Tang Si to sit on the balcony where Mo Ruo often drank.
"Shimu, you must be tired after coming all the way to the capital. Have some tea and eat something. Let me know if you need anything."
"I want a pot of wine!"
"Wine?" The apprentice was stunned.
Tang Si tilted her head and frowned. "Why, you don't have any?"
"Yes, we do!" The apprentice stammered. "But Shimu, why do you like to drink as much as Master?"
"Who doesn't drink in life?" She raised her chin. "In our Houliao, it's strange if you don't drink! You people from the Central Plains like to follow the rules. Only men are allowed to drink, but women are not. This is discrimination! "
The apprentice scratched his head. He felt that what she said made sense. He swallowed and bowed. "Alright, I'll go get some wine for Shimu. Please wait a moment."
"Alright!"
With that, the apprentice ran down to the backyard to get a pot of wine that Mo Ruo had stored in the wine cellar a long time ago. He hid it behind him and quietly brought it up.
He didn't forget to remind her. "Shimu, this wine was stored by Master a long time ago. He said it tastes very good. But if you drink it, don't betray me. Just say that you went to get it yourself."
Little boy!
Tang Si took the wine and patted his shoulder. "Don't worry. I'm the most loyal person."
"That's good."
"Alright, you can leave. I'll tell you if there's anything."
"But …"
"But what?"
The apprentice looked around worriedly. "These herbs …"
"Don't worry. I won't touch them!"
Tang Si swore solemnly!
The apprentice didn't say anything else. He turned back three times with every step.
Tang Si hugged the pot of wine and started drinking.
She had to admit that this was the best wine she had ever tasted. It was also the strongest.
Below them, Mo Ruo, who was surrounded by patients, was finally able to escape. He flicked his sleeves and hurriedly ran away, pushing his disciples to the front as a shield.
Those doctors felt that there was no hope, so they could only sigh and give up.
It was said that the Godly Doctor was cold, arrogant, and had a personality.
Mo Ruo quickly went to the attic to seek refuge, thinking that he could have a good rest.
But as soon as he went up, he saw Tang Si hugging his wine and drinking enthusiastically. Her face was red and her eyes were blurry. Her body swayed as she leaned on the railing outside and shouted at the crowd on the street below.
"You people of the Great Lin are so dilly-dallying. You like to haggle over every little thing. Moreover, you people here … are all rotten to the core. You're always up to no good. You're always up to mischief in the dark. If you're so capable … then do it in front of me!"
"The capital is big, but it's not as big as our Houliao grasslands!"
"How dare you say that the people of the Central Plains are smart? The way I see it, other than Ah Ji and my Ah Mo, all of you are fools. Fools, all of you are fools …"
The child was drunk.
As she shouted, she swirled the remaining half a flask of wine in her hand.
When the people on the street heard the noise, almost all of them looked up, pointing and discussing.
They thought to themselves, 'Whose family's girl is this? Why is she so drunk?
How improper! '
Mo Ruo's head hurt. He frowned and rubbed his temples. He really regretted it now. If he had known, he wouldn't have agreed to let this woman follow him back to the capital.
He sighed.
He hurriedly pulled Tang Si back and snatched the wine from her hands.
"Wine, my wine. Why are you snatching my wine?"
"This is my wine."
Her body was caught and she couldn't break free. She could only wriggle and struggle in Mo Ruo's arms, but her whole body was limp and powerless.
Mo Ruo was so angry that smoke was coming out of his head.
However, the woman was angry and laughing at the same time. In the end, she gave up struggling and simply hung her whole body on his body, laughing at him.
She squinted her eyes and said, "Ah Mo, your wine is delicious. This is the best wine I've ever tasted. I'm going to follow you for the rest of my life. I want to drink your wine for the rest of my life."
"…"
"Now that we're back in the capital, you said that you'll marry me. You can't go back on your words. Ah Mo, when are you going to marry me?"
"…"
"My father said that if I continue to be so wild, he'll find someone to marry me off to. I don't want to marry anyone. I want to marry you. Ah Mo, I want to marry you … marry you …"
Her voice became softer and softer as she spoke drunkenly. Her head also became heavier and heavier. Finally, her forehead rested on Mo Ruo's chest.
Ugh!
His chest hurt from the impact!
His brows furrowed. He wanted to push the woman in his arms away, but the moment he loosened his grip, Tang Si's body sank downwards. In the next moment, he scooped her up with one hand and carried her horizontally in his arms.
The woman in his arms was still talking in a daze, and he couldn't hear her clearly. Her head kept rubbing against his chest unscrupulously.
Like a cat!
Mo Ruo lowered his head to look at her. This woman had quietened down. She was less arrogant and more obedient. Her long eyelashes fluttered slightly in her watery eyes. Her crimson lips pouted, but he didn't know what she was saying.
She was too much like Kong Yu!
At that moment, his eyes, which had been filled with disdain, gradually softened. His tightly pursed lips also revealed a smile.
This kind of Mo Ruo was extremely rare!
The little boy who had delivered the wine heard the commotion upstairs and hurried up, just in time to see his Master carrying Mistress.
"Master, Mistress, she …"
In the past, Mo Ruo would have scolded him harshly for calling him 'Mistress'. But now, he only glared at him coldly and asked, "Did you give her the wine?"
The little boy felt guilty. "Yes … Mistress said she wanted to drink. Master, I …"
"Alright, go down. Don't come up if there's nothing else."
"Yes!"
He ran down.
Mo Ruo carried Tang Si into his room in the attic. He placed her on the bed and covered her with a blanket.
Just as he was about to leave, Tang Si grabbed his hand.
"Ah Mo, when are you going to marry me?" she asked in a daze.
Mo Ruo looked at his hand, which was being held by Tang Si. He wanted to pull his hand away, but decided against it. Instead, he grabbed Tang Si's hand, tucked it under the covers, and covered her up.
"Ah Mo …"
"I'm here!"
"When are you going to marry me?"
"Tomorrow!"
"Then will you come back to Houliao with me?" Tang Si turned to the side, still mumbling drunkenly.
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