"It's so rare for us brothers to reunite, so how could we disperse after drinking so little? What a disappointment! "
"No … I can't drink anymore. I'm really drunk …"
"Mm? Which room are you staying in? "
Tin Aino sat in front of the table, resting her chin on her hand as she thought for a long time. She suddenly realized that it was already dark, but Yang Fan had still not returned. She couldn't help but grow anxious, so she lit a lamp and decided to go outside to take a look. Just as she reached the door, she heard Yang Fan's voice coming from the courtyard. His voice was somewhat indistinct, as if he was drunk. Tin Aino hurriedly pulled back her hand and listened.
After Yang Fan and Shen Mu returned to the Palace Minister General's office, they met with Lou Shide. Shen Mu explained his plan and was able to fill in the gaps, filling in the gaps in the plan. The entire operation was flawless, and Lou Shide was overjoyed. He immediately ordered for a banquet to be held in honor of the two.
The Turkic army was right outside the city, and when they were looking out from the walls, they had noticed some strange activity in the Turkic camp. Presumably, they would attack the city tonight, so they had already reported this news to the Palace Minister General's office. Lou Shide naturally did not dare to drink too much, only offering three cups of wine and water. As the commanding general, Ye Yunbao did not even dare to drink a cup, only drinking water in place of wine.
Among the four of them, no matter from which aspect, Yang Fan was the youngest. How could he still pretend to be reserved? He had drunk a little too much wine. After returning to the station, Shen Mu returned to his room to rest. Yang Fan had originally planned to discuss the plan with Tin Aino, but when he entered the reception hall, he saw a group of brothers from the Hundred Cavalry drinking to their heart's content.
These people were soldiers, and although they were not responsible for defending the city, they knew that this was not the time to drink too much, so they had restrained themselves at the start. But once one was stained with alcohol, one could no longer control it. Moreover, they had put aside their worries and were extremely happy.
They had been recuperating at the Huangshui, waiting for Yang Fan's news. From autumn to winter, from yellow leaves falling to the ground to heavy snow, they still hadn't seen Yang Fan return. They were almost certain that Yang Fan had died. However, they were not satisfied with the fact that Yang Fan's body was nowhere to be found, so they rushed to Shanzhou to urge the Heyuan Army to search for him.
From time to time, they would go to the Yamen to ask for information, as if they were determined to rely on the Heyuan Army. This gave Meng Degang, who was in charge of this matter, a headache. Gao She Chicken and Big Bear brought news of Yang Fan. Meng Degang felt like he had received a treasure. He hurriedly sent this news to these masters from the capital. As a result, Huang Xuchang and the others followed him to Mingwei Garrison.
Only when they arrived did they learn that Yang Fan had safely returned. With their worries at ease, they were naturally particularly happy. Before Yang Fan had returned, they had been drinking one cup after another and had gotten a little drunk. Now that the main character, Yang Fan, had returned, they were even more in high spirits.
They drank as they talked, and many toasts were made. Yang Fan wanted to drink after surviving a calamity, he wanted to drink after making a great contribution, he wanted to drink after being promoted, he wanted to drink after being thanked by the crowd, and he wanted to drink after listening to him recount his strange and thrilling experiences in the Turkic Khaganate. How could Yang Fan resist? By the time he insisted on drinking, he was already dead drunk.
The ones supporting Yang Fan were Zhang Xitong and Tian Yan. The two of them had drunk no less than Yang Fan. The three of them had their arms around each other's shoulders as they staggered into the courtyard. Zhang Xitong looked around and asked, "Erlang, you … which room are you staying in?"
Yang Fan pointed at his room and then drifted over to Tin Aino's room. He mumbled, "You guys … go back and drink. I … look for Miss A Nu. I still … have something to discuss."
As Yang Fan spoke, he walked towards Tin Aino's room. Hearing the footsteps from inside, Tin Aino hurriedly tidied up her hair. Just as there was a knock on the door, she opened the door. Yang Fan lost his balance and fell into the room. Tin Aino hurriedly went to support him and felt his hand sink. It seems like he really drank too much.
Zhang Xitong and Tian Yan stood at the door with their arms around each other's shoulders. With one look, they saw that this Tin Aino was different from the afternoon. Her hair was made up like an unmarried woman from the Central Plains. Her brows were slender and long, her eyes as charming as a fox's. Her nose was like a jade and her lips were like cherry blossoms. She was pretty and lovely. She probably dressed herself up for the night.
The two of them were dazed by her beauty, but soon after, they giggled and said, "Miss A Nu, Erlang is a little drunk. We'll leave him to you! Ha ha ha … "Finishing their conversation, the two of them staggered away with their arms around each other's shoulders. Their giggles carried a hint of ambiguity.
Tin Aino's face was slightly hot. Supporting Yang Fan with one arm, she closed the door and placed him on the side of the table to sit down. She softly said, "You, why did you drink so much?"
Yang Fan was so sleepy that his eyelids were fighting. He wanted to lie down on the table and sleep. Forcing himself to speak, he said, "No … no choice ah … I drank at Zhonglang's … Jiang fu! Come back … and still drink. Let's not talk about this. Let me tell you, my method has already … been decided. But this matter … I still need your help … "
Tin Aino poured him a cup of hot water and said in a bad mood, "Look at you, you're drunk. Drink some water first and talk slowly."
Yang Fan picked up the cup and gulped it down. Tin Aino let out a soft 'ya' and said in annoyance, "It's still hot!"
At this time, Yang Fan really couldn't feel how hot the water was. After drinking, he put down the cup, wiped his mouth and began to explain to her. Although his voice was muffled, Tin Aino could understand. Listening to Yang Fan's words, she raised her eyebrows and said sweetly, "I thought it was something serious. You're so drunk and you still want to tell me. What's so difficult about it? I'll help you."
"Ah Nu!"
Although Yang Fan was drunk, his heart was sober. He knew that Tin Aino was willing to take the risk and help him. It was all because of him. After drinking, Yang Fan's emotions were stirred. He grabbed onto Tin Aino's soft hand, causing Tin Aino to jump in shock. She stammered, "You … What are you doing …"
Yang Fan opened his mouth but didn't know what to say. In the end, he only said in a heavy tone, "Ah Nu, thank you!" These few words, Yang Fan said it very clearly. He was already drunk. Tin Aino could feel that when he wanted to say these words, he used a lot of heart and strength to enunciate the words so clearly.
Tin Aino's heart was warm. She felt that everything she did for him was worth it.
After Yang Fan finished this sentence, he stood up shakily and said, "Ah Nu, you … Go back early to rest … Rest … I'm also … broken …"
"I'll send you!"
Tin Aino heard that his speech was unclear and found it funny. She stood up to help him but saw Yang Fan running shakily to her bed. Tin Aino cried out, "Erlang, that's my …"
Before she could finish her sentence, Yang Fan had already fallen head first onto the bed and fell into a deep sleep.
Tin Aino didn't know whether to be angry or to laugh. She stood there looking at Yang Fan who was sleeping like a dead pig. She lightly stamped her feet and first went to the charcoal stove to get a pot of boiling water before walking to the wall. There was a low wooden frame by the wall with a basin on it. Tin Aino had already filled half a basin with cold water and now she added some hot water. After drying the towel, she returned to the bed and forcefully turned Yang Fan over. She carefully wiped his face.
Compared to when he was in Luoyang, Yang Fan was much thinner and his skin seemed to be rougher. However, it didn't reduce his handsomeness at all. It seemed that he was even more masculine and more mature. He looked determined and strong. His cheeks were hot. Because he had drunk wine, there was a strong blush on his cheeks.
Tin Aino wiped his face bit by bit. When her fingers brushed past his chin, she felt the hard stubble there. It seemed to make her heart itch. She cleaned Yang Fan's face and stared at him in a daze for a long time. Then she took off his boots and carefully covered him with the blanket. Her movements were very gentle.
Of course, waiting on someone wasn't a very happy thing, but because the person she was waiting on was the person she liked, seeing his drunken state, amidst the amusement and helplessness, there was also a bit of pity, a bit of joy, and a bit of sweetness. She had served her young master since she was young, but she had never had such a feeling.
Tin Aino knew that it wouldn't be easy to get past her young master, but she had never told Yang Fan. It wasn't for any other reason but because her young master's strength was too great. It wasn't something that Yang Fan could fight against. If she told him, with his personality, he definitely wouldn't let her handle it alone. However, if he interfered and angered her young master, it would be self-defeating.
Tin Aino didn't want to tell him about this. Although she was only a maid, she had been raised by her young master. She knew that her young master had never simply treated her as a maid. Her young master had always been indifferent to others, but he treated her like a daughter. If she was a bit more tactful, she might be able to resolve this problem peacefully.
As for Yang Fan, she didn't have anything to worry about. Ever since her young master ordered her to pay attention to Yang Fan, she had personally or sent people to investigate Yang Fan. She knew that Yang Fan only had a close relationship with one person in Luoyang, Pasta. That Lady Pasta, whom he viewed as his own sister, was now married to Maqiao. He didn't have any other close relationships with the opposite sex.
Therefore, as long as she solved the difficulties on her young master's side, she could be with him forever …
Thinking of this, Tin Aino smiled sweetly. She gently caressed Yang Fan's cheek with her soft little hand, and then gently rubbed his chin with the back of her delicate palm. Feeling the hard taste of the man, she smiled sweetly and got up to blow out the light for him …
It was dawn. Some people who got up early were fetching water in the courtyard to wash up. Suddenly, a scream came from Tin Aino's room. Then, Yang Fan rushed out with messy clothes. He was barefooted, and his face was pale. He shouted as if he was possessed, "Why am I in A Nu's room? Why am I in A Nu's room? "
Everyone in the courtyard looked at him in surprise. Some were holding loofah kernels in their hands, some were holding willow twigs, and some were holding toothbrushes that had been ground until they were half bald. Their mouths were full of foam, and a very strange expression gradually emerged on their faces.
At this time, the door that should be Yang Fan's room opened with a squeak. Tin Aino walked out slowly. She glanced at Yang Fan and said loudly to him with a red face, "Who asked you to be so drunk last night? I changed rooms with you."
She said this to Yang Fan, but the tone and tone were clearly explaining to everyone. However, everyone was confused. "He drank too much. Why did he want to switch rooms?"
Yang Fan asked this question for everyone in a daze, "Did I drink too much? Why did I change rooms if I drank too much? "
Tin Aino couldn't bear it anymore and shouted loudly, "Because you refused to leave my room. You lay on the bed and didn't move. Where do you want me to sleep?"
"Oh …" The onlookers suddenly realized and looked at Yang Fan with ambiguous eyes.
Yang Fan couldn't stand it anymore, and Tin Aino also found that the more they explained, the more they made things worse. The two doors were closed one after another, and the couple retreated in embarrassment!
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