After rebirth, I kidnapped the sickly Dugong

Returning to the front hall again, Wen Ruogu's face looked better than at the beginning, perhaps because he knew that Wen Baizhi's temper was not easy to deal with, or perhaps because of Si Jiu's face.

But when the two of them came to eat, he had a smile on his face.

Wen Baizhi sat down with Si Jiu with an expressionless face.

In addition to Wen Ruogu, there was also Wen Youru, with whom she had just had an argument not long ago.

Wen Ruogu naturally sat in the main seat, the seat on his right was left for Si Jiu, and Wen Youru sat on his left.

Wen Baizhi walked right past Wen Youru and sat next to Si Jiu.

After everyone was seated, the servants served the prepared dishes and wine one by one.

Wen Ruogu placed a wine cup in front of Si Jiu and said, "Master Si, have a drink."

Just as Si Jiu was about to agree, he saw Wen Baizhi standing up beside him: "He can't drink."

Wen Ruogu was a little unhappy: "I'm talking to Lord Si, why are you, a girl, butting in?"

Si Jiu raised his hand and pulled Wen Baizhi's wrist, using a little force, as if to tell her not to worry.

Then he said gently, "Lord Wen, Bai Zhi was just worried about me, so she didn't pay attention to the limits for a moment. I was indeed a little uncomfortable before, but it's okay now. It's okay to drink a few glasses of wine with Lord Wen."

Wen Ruogu was very satisfied with this answer: "Isn't that right? A grown man can't be trapped by minor illnesses and pains."

As soon as he finished speaking, his face turned blue and red.

"Look at me. I haven't even had any alcohol yet, but I'm already drunk and talking nonsense. I deserve to be punished. I deserve to be punished."

As he spoke, Wen Ruogu poured himself a full glass of wine and drank it all in one gulp.

Si Jiu's face showed no emotion, maybe he didn't care at all, or maybe he was used to it.

He also poured himself a glass of wine: "Lord Wen is generous, I will drink this glass of wine too."

Others may not know, but Wen Baizhi knows it very well. This man had a high fever and stomachache on the way here, so how could he drink alcohol now?

What’s worse is the manly words that Wen Ruogu just said.

Si Jiu was not angry, but she was.

But Si Jiu seemed to have noticed her abnormality. Under the table, where no one could see, he stretched out his cold right hand, stroked the back of her hand, and shook his head slightly to indicate that he was fine.

So Wen Baizhi had to give up.

After all, Wen Ruogu is her father, and Si Jiu's elder.

They also had connections at court.

We can't let the relationship between the two of them become so strained just because of today's return.

So she had to turn her anger into appetite and ate the delicious food on the table bite by bite.

As for Si Jiu, he drank several glasses of wine poured by Wen Ruogu, and the only dishes he ate were a few green leafy vegetables that Wen Baizhi picked up for him with his chopsticks.

Other people's faces get redder and redder when they drink, like Wen Ruogu.

But Si Jiu was different. His face became paler the more he drank.

It was the kind of pale color that was as bloodless as white paper.

Wen Baizhi was secretly worried.

The meal took almost an hour to finish.

It can be said that Wen Ruogu has a very bad drinking habit. After drinking too much, he pulled Si Jiu aside at the table and talked about everything under the sun.

He almost poured out all the bitter history of his first fifty years.

In the end, Wen Baizhi had enough and found an excuse to take Si Jiu away.

Ping'an and Cuizhi went ahead to harness the carriage and prepare to return home.

Wen Baizhi, like before, held Si Jiu's hand and walked out of the house.

Si Jiu was actually still awake at this moment.

If others drank so much, they would have turned into a puddle of mud long ago, but he was different.

In the past three years, on countless sleepless nights missing her, he would try to numb himself with alcohol.

At first I could still fall asleep while drunk, but later it became less and less useful.

In the end, he actually became the person who could drink a thousand cups without getting drunk.

He wasn't drunk, but the pain that the alcohol had brought to his body and brain was still there.

He felt like his head was a huge rock and every step he took was extremely difficult.

Not to mention his stomach, he felt like vomiting rising up in his throat with every step he took, but when he saw Wen Baizhi's back, he suppressed it every time.

No, at least I can’t embarrass her in the Wen Mansion.

Fortunately, Ping'an acted quickly, and when they reached the outside of the mansion, the carriage was already harnessed and waiting there.

Wen Baizhi breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously, and only then did she have time to look back at Si Jiu.

Only then did she notice that Si Jiu's face looked even worse than when he was drinking just now.

Besides his still pale face, his face was covered with sweat.

Wen Baizhi had a feeling something was wrong, so she held his arms with both hands and said worriedly, "Si Jiu, you don't look well."

Sijiu looked at her hands with obvious concern, and his heart warmed.

But the next moment, he could no longer hold back the urge to vomit that he had suppressed for so long. He gently pushed her hand away, walked quickly to the big tree behind the carriage, and vomited out all the wine he had drunk that day.

Ping An knew that Si Jiu would not allow others to serve him closely even in such a weak state, so he just waited there anxiously.

But Wen Baizhi is different.

She couldn't bear to see Si Jiu like this.

She took the water bag from the carriage and walked over to Sijiu.

Si Jiu's hands were on the tree trunk, and his veins were clearly visible after he exerted force.

His back was slightly hunched and his eyes were bright red.

The smell of wine being spit out is very pungent.

He had already seen Wen Baizhi coming over from the corner of his eye. He longed for her to get closer, but at the same time he felt ashamed of himself.

Seeing that he seemed to have recovered a little, Wen Baizhi handed the water bag to him.

"Drink some water and rinse your mouth."

Si Jiu withdrew his hand and took the water bag from her.

He stared into her eyes intently, but he didn't know what emotion he wanted to find in her eyes.

Wen Baizhi urged: "Rinse your mouth quickly and feel more comfortable."

Si Jiu then slowly drank a mouthful of water and spit it out.

At this moment, his face was covered with sweat and water, and he looked very embarrassed.

Wen Baizhi was about to take out her handkerchief to wipe it for him, but then she remembered that she had already given it to him this morning.

Si Jiu saw her embarrassment, took out a handkerchief from his arms and wiped the water off his face.

Wen Baizhi asked, "Are you feeling better? If you are, let's go and go back early. If you feel any worse, call Dr. Rong to help you."

Si Jiu's voice was a little hoarse because he had just vomited: "It will be much better after vomiting, let's go back."

Having said this he was about to turn and leave.

Maybe he was still a little drunk, and he staggered when he took his first step.

Wen Baizhi quickly supported him.

Si Jiu's eyes fell on her hands: "Thank you Miss Wen."

Wen Baizhi used some strength to move her body closer to his, trying to help him share some of the weight.

"Let's go. If you really don't have the strength, you can rely on me. Don't worry, I'm very strong."

Si Jiu laughed.

If Wen Bai had said this three years ago, it would have been very convincing.

But now Wen Baizhi is a typical lady from a wealthy family, who cannot carry anything on her shoulders or lift anything with her hands.

It's a pity that she can still say such things.

Although Si Jiu felt extremely uncomfortable, he still tried to stand up straight, fearing that he would crush her and make her uncomfortable.

The two of them took some effort to get on the carriage.

After getting on the carriage, Si Jiu lost his support and fell on the couch. He curled up into a ball with a look of pain on his face.