Time travel, Your Highness Ninth Prince has been rejected from marriage again!

Meng Zixuan's performance made other ladies have other thoughts.

If you want to be like Meng Zixuan, you can only try it briefly. Here’s another expression that shows you’ve tried your best. Not only could he win Emperor Yan's favor, he didn't even have to drink the strong drink.

But in terms of acting skills, they are not as good as Meng Zixuan. As soon as I put it to my mouth, I was choked with tears and couldn't maintain my expression at all.

Qingyun frowned and slowly tightened her grip on the wine glass. Just when she was about to close her eyes and take a sip, a sneer came from above. Interrupting Qingyun's movements.

Wen Jinsheng's eyes have always been on Qingyun, and he is very happy to see Qingyun make a fool of himself. Just when he thought Qingyun was about to drink it, he was interrupted.

He looked behind the curtain very dissatisfied. It was Yuna who laughed, and her shadow could be seen through the gauze curtain.

She was sitting gracefully next to Emperor Yan, her waist like a water snake swaying gently. He held a glass of wine in his hand. If nothing else, it should be Tanglin's liquor.

She gently shook the wine glass in her hand, opened the curtain and walked out. Wearing a crimson palace dress, the proportion of her waist is very obvious. The slender waist seemed to be tightly grasped, and he slowly took a step forward.

She looked at Wen Jinsheng with charming eyes and lightly opened her red lips, "It's true, Master Imperial Master, that strong liquor is not for my daughter's family to drink, so she insists on drinking it from my slave's family. Isn't it against me...".

She glanced at Wen Jinsheng up and down, seeming to be hinting at something.

Piaopiao took a step forward, blocking Yuna's sight, "I'm overthinking, my master is not blind, how could he see such gaudy things?"

When Yuna was scolded, she smiled instead of getting angry. He smiled, then his face darkened, "Your Majesty, you heard me, this little maid said you are blind."

Piao Piao suddenly broke out in cold sweat, and immediately knelt down, "I didn't mean that, I just...just...".

"Oh, pull it down," Wen Jinsheng finally said.

A soldier wearing white armor came forward and pulled Piaopiao out. Qingyun clearly saw that when Piao Piao was taken down, her heart was filled with despair and her eyes were full of despair.

Qingyun can probably guess her ending. Rourou's face was expressionless, and she took a step forward to take Piaopiao's place, "I apologize for Piaopiao. Now that Piaopiao is dead, please don't blame me."

As soon as she said the word "death", everyone took a breath of cold air. The look in Wen Jinsheng's eyes changed.

Yuna's expression remained unchanged. If Wen Jinsheng didn't execute Piao Piao today, she would die in Tian Yuan's hands. The meaning is different.

Yuna chuckled softly, and the silvery laughter was very penetrating. She raised her glass and said, "Let's celebrate."

Then he drank it all in one gulp and turned the glass upside down. Shows you have finished drinking. Then he poured himself another glass and drank it in one gulp.

After two glasses of strong wine, Yuna's face didn't turn red and her heart didn't beat. There was no reaction at all, still smiling appropriately. That sentence of celebration can be said to make people's hearts beat faster for a moment.

She is now the only woman who has drank aventurine liquor. Or two glasses in a row.

Then she entered the gauze curtain again, and it could be seen through the curtain that she threw herself into Emperor Yan's arms.

Emperor Yan touched her head and comforted her softly: "You did a good job."

Yuna received the compliment and smiled even more coquettishly.

At this time, Dongling had lost two people and no longer dared to provoke.

Qingyun watched a good show and never put down the wine glass in her hand.

Wen Jinsheng didn't seem to care about the quality of Dongling. When other Dongling envoys looked gloomy, he was the only one who still had the mind to observe Qingyun.

Qingyun smiled at him and slowly drank the wine in her hand. After drinking, he narrowed his eyes in enjoyment.

Spirits are strong because of their high concentration. And the most unsuitable thing for this kind of wine is to drink it violently.

But being excited by the people in Dongling, everyone drank it in order to prove themselves, which was naturally choking. Although the smell is strong, when it actually reaches your mouth, it is not as hard to swallow as expected.

Wen Jinsheng was a little surprised by Qingyun's behavior, but he still raised his wine glass appreciatively and nodded towards Qingyun.

Qingyun poured herself another glass of wine and clinked glasses with Wen Jinsheng in the distance.

When Qingyun drank the second glass of wine, Bai Yin reminded aloud, "This wine is called two drunks. One is the strong and intoxicating taste, and the other is the intoxicating after-drinking effect. Only the middle one is not intoxicating, Princess Your Highness, please drink less."

Qingyun nodded, "I can save it."

Wen Jinsheng seemed to notice something strange about Xiao Si next to Qingyun, and looked towards Bai Yin's position. Bai Yin gave him a provocative look, not caring that Wen Jinsheng would recognize him.

After the banquet was over, Qingyun didn't have any big reaction. But after arriving at the Prime Minister's Mansion, I was out of breath.

Qing Xiao helped her to calm down, frowning, with a look of disapproval on his face: "Tell me, why are you angry with him? He is an eight-foot-tall man.

If you can drink better than him, it's impossible. Why bother if you drink yourself like this?"

Qingyun felt like her stomach was churning, she had a splitting headache, and she was terribly uncomfortable. Hearing Qing Xiao's preaching, he was a little irritated and raised his hand to chase him away.

"That wine...ahem...who knew that wine had so much stamina, I only drank four glasses, and it turned out to be so uncomfortable."

Wen Zeyi ran over from outside, holding a piece of grass in his hand. Crush it and put it under the tip of Qingyun's nose.

When Qingyun smelled this smell, she felt much better. After drinking the hangover soup brought by Qing Xiao, Qing Yun finally stopped vomiting.

His face was flushed, he was breathing heavily, and he lay weakly on the swing.

Wen Zeyi stood aside and looked at her with worry.

Qingyun opened her eyes and saw the worry and self-blame in his eyes.

"Thank you, little prince, for the herbs. I feel much better now."

"Actually, Wen Jinsheng told me about this herb."

"Wen Jinsheng?" Qingyun was a little surprised.

"Yes," Wen Zeyi fell into memories, "When I was still young, I secretly got drunk in the palace.

I didn't feel any discomfort at first, but I thought the strong drink was nothing more than that, so I drank a little more. The consequences are drunkenness and severe gastrointestinal pain from vomiting.

But because he was drinking secretly, he didn't dare to disturb his father. I had to endure it alone.

It was Wen Jinsheng who found me huddled in the grass and used herbs to ease my discomfort. They even hired a doctor for me and helped me hide the fact that I was drinking secretly."

"So, Wen Jinsheng doesn't seem to be a bad person."

"Not bad? Then why did he kill my father? Why did he hunt down my mother? Why did he come thousands of miles to hunt me down?

His father had so much trust in him, but he failed everyone who was kind to him."

The hatred in Wen Zeyi's eyes was about to overflow, and his red eyes showed the pain in his heart.

Qingyun didn't know how to comfort him, and in the end she just sighed.