"It's really strange …"
Li Yi put down his chopsticks and rubbed his eyebrows. Today, Ruoqing was strange, even the grape wine was strange. Usually, he didn't feel anything after drinking a whole pot, but today, his head began to feel a little dizzy after drinking half a pot.
Ruoqing also put down her chopsticks, looked at him, and asked doubtfully, "What's strange?"
Li Yi looked at her and asked, "Don't you feel that this wine is a little strange?"
Ruoqing shook her head. She only drank two cups and didn't feel anything unusual.
"I … I'm full. I'll go back to my room and rest for a while." It was nothing to drink poorly, but it was a bit shameful to get drunk after drinking grape wine. Li Yi stood up, but his body couldn't help shaking.
Ruoqing hurriedly stood up, supported him, and asked worriedly, "Is there anything wrong with your body?"
Li Yi shook his head. "I just feel a little dizzy. I'll be fine after a sleep."
"Let me help you back to your room to rest."
Li Yi did feel a little dizzy, but he didn't refuse. In the past, unless he drank the strongest wine, he wouldn't feel this way. Could it be that his insignificant alcohol tolerance was showing signs of regression?
Ruoqing helped him back to his room and covered him with the quilt. Then she closed the door and slowly retreated. After cleaning up the mess on the table, when she returned to her room, she found that her door was closed from the inside.
"Xiao Zhu, are you in there?"
No one would enter her room except for herself and Xiao Zhu. Xiao Zhu liked to sleep on her bed. In the past, when she was reading, she would sleep on her bed if she was bored.
After knocking on the door several times, there was still no sound from inside. She thought that she should be asleep, so she didn't disturb her again. The door of Xiao Zhu's room was locked from the outside, and the door of Zui Mo's room was the same. She had to walk back to that room again.
In Ruoqing's room, Xiao Zhu lay on the bed, shaking her legs and murmuring, "Sister, sister, it's up to you next …"
In Li Yi's room, Ruoqing covered the quilt that had been kicked aside by him and slowly sat down on the bed.
She lowered her head to look at this extremely familiar face, and her gaze did not shift for a long time.
At the entrance of the mansion.
The two servants of the Li family bowed and said, "Second Miss."
Miss.Liu walked into the courtyard and went straight to the kitchen. This was a separate kitchen in the courtyard. As usual, she found warm food.
There were dishes and wine.
She curled her lips. He didn't even know how much he could hold his liquor, yet he drank such a strong liquor. She picked it up and weighed it in her hand. There was only half of it left, enough for him to sleep until tomorrow morning.
He picked up his chopsticks and picked up a few mouthfuls of food. Then, he picked up the wine jar and took a gulp. His brows furrowed as he looked at the wine jar in his hand, deep in thought.
It wasn't hard liquor. It tasted like grape wine, but not entirely. Surprisingly, it tasted pretty good …
After finishing half a jar of wine, Zhang Xuan walked out of the kitchen. Seeing that the door was open, he walked over leisurely.
…
"At this time, I don't have to go through so much trouble. I can live a stable life with you for a long time …"
In the room, Ruoqing stared at him for a long time. Thinking of what he had just said, a smile appeared on her face. She slowly reached out and touched his face.
What she wanted to live was a stable life with him, Zui Mo, and Xiao Zhu. No one or anything could be an obstacle.
She gently held Li Yi's hand. At this moment, the delicate temperament on her body disappeared without a trace.
She leaned down and kissed him lightly on the forehead. Then, she stood up and turned around …
She turned around and saw Miss.Liu standing at the door.
There was no panic or shame on her face. She walked over unhurriedly and whispered, "He's not feeling well. Let him have a good rest."
After that, she walked out of the door.
Miss.Liu looked back and walked into the room. She came to the bed, lowered her head and sniffed. Her beautiful brows furrowed.
Did he think he wouldn't get drunk by mixing grape wine with hard liquor?
He wasn't on guard at all. Didn't he know what he looked like when he was drunk?
When she saw the light lip mark on his forehead, she was infuriated.
In addition to that Zui Mo, there was also Miss Ruoqing, Li MIngzhu, and … She really wanted to cut open his chest and see how his heart was made. Why could it hold so many people?
After covering him with the quilt, she was about to turn around and leave when her wrist was suddenly grabbed.
"Ruyi, do you know that I'm very worried about you …"
Miss.Liu turned around and looked at his eyes that were still closed. At this time, she was not worried that he would lie to her. She asked with interest, "Worried about me?"
"Worried that you can't get married …" Li Yi murmured, "Although you are beautiful, your temper is too bad. Which man dares to marry you …"
The smile on Miss.Liu's face became even brighter. "What did you say just now? Say it again?"
"Don't worry …" Li Yi waved his hand casually and said, "If no one wants you in the end, don't forget that you still have me …"
Her wrist froze and she suddenly shook off his hand. A trace of panic appeared on her face as she looked down at him.
"Don't forget that you still have me. I don't want you either … Hahaha, who told you to always beat me …" A trace of pleasure appeared on the face of Li Yi who was sleeping soundly …
Miss.Liu took a deep breath, turned around and strode to the door.
She did not go out, but closed the door.
In the courtyard, Xiao Zhu's eyes widened and the bun in her hand fell to the ground.
"It's over, it's over. Miss, why don't you know how to cherish it? Such a big bargain, and you just gave it to someone else …"
…
At the brothel.
"Miss Ruoqing."
"Miss, these are the new books I've collected these days. I'll give them to you later."
"Sister Ruoqing, last year's accounts, I've put them on your table …"
…
Wan Ruoqing nodded and smiled at everyone she met. She passed through the brothel and walked into a room.
"Brother Xu, ask someone to move these props to the other side."
"Alright!"
"Brother Xu, my wife is going to give birth tonight. I'll have to trouble you to help me after work."
"No problem, Brother Wang. Don't worry, I'll be here."
…
Xu Zheng was busy inside and outside the hall. A young girl walked in and said, "Brother Xu, Sister Ruoqing is looking for you."
Xu Zheng turned around and smiled. "Got it. I'll be right there."
He put down the work in his hands, washed his hands, tidied his clothes, and walked out of the door. He warmly greeted everyone he met along the way. He came to a room and lightly knocked on the door.
"Come in." A woman's voice came from inside the room.
Xu Zheng walked in and closed the door. He respectfully knelt down. "What orders does Her Highness have?"
Wan Ruoqing looked at him and asked, "How many followers of the Holy Religion in the Jing Kingdom?"
Xu Zheng respectfully replied, "Her Highness, the foundation of the Holy Religion is in the Qi Kingdom. There are about a hundred thousand followers, and there are about ten thousand followers in the Jing Kingdom. Among them, there are about three hundred elites who stayed in the capital to follow Her Highness. The rest are ordinary followers, and there are about two thousand of them …"
"The elites of the Holy Religion? There are more than three hundred people?"
"Her Highness, there are more than three hundred. It's just that most of the elites have followed another Her Highness to the Qi Kingdom. The rest are all developed by me in the past two years …"
"Another Her Highness …" Wan Ruoqing looked at him and thought for a moment. Then she said, "There is only one Her Highness in the Holy Religion."
Xu Zheng was stunned. After a while, he knelt on the ground and said respectfully, "There is only one Her Highness in the Holy Religion."
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