When the Empress Becomes a Rich Family's Wasted Daughter

Still haven't learned his lesson.

Gu Fei's mind flashed back to the punishment he gave Rong Zhen for drinking last time they met. He had clearly warned her, but she still relied on her alcohol tolerance to force herself to hold on...

Hold on?

A hint of annoyance emerged in Gu Fei's eyes, and a hint of anger stained his black pupils. He raised the wine glass and met Fu Yunshen's smiling eyes.

"Boss Gu, it's rare for me to drink with you. What do you think of this Fu family banquet?"

Fu Yunshen turned sideways and just happened to block the figure of the woman not far away.

I saw Fu Yunshen take the initiative to talk to Gu Fei.

Fu Pingyuan and Gu Guoqin looked at each other, then raised their glasses and started chatting and laughing. From time to time, they mentioned their two outstanding sons, and there was even a hint of comparison in their words.

Old Master Fu happily looked at the second and third generations who seemed to be having a good time. The occasional gleam in his eyes could not be ignored. Even though he was old, he was still able to preside over the huge Fu family.

Rong Zhen's amber eyes were exceptionally bright as she looked at Shao Yiqing, who was dizzy after just finishing two wine decanters, with a bit of mockery.

The mockery in her eyes was undisguised. She held the wine glass with her snow-white fingers and spoke mockingly.

"Shao Yiqing, is this okay?"

"No, go back and take a shower and go to bed."

Before she took office in the imperial court and was entangled in government affairs, she loved drinking.

They made friends with scholars of letters, drank wine, wrote poetry, and talked about the country.

I met warriors and swordsmen, they were drinking and dancing with swords. Why don’t men carry Wu Gou, full of lofty ambitions and heroic spirit?

In the army, drinking hot coarse-grain wine with the soldiers, everyone chatted happily, reminisced about their wives, children and elderly people at home, and reviewed the victory of the battle. This is a place full of hope.

Because they are responsible for the people's safe and happy lives.

Rongzhen joined the army as a man. At that time, she was just an ignorant girl who had just come down the mountain. She wanted to know her life experience and what she could do for the broken mountains and rivers.

She tried to help the poor, but she found that she could not help them at all.

The collapse of houses and the collapse of city walls caused by the war were not the root causes of the people's displacement.

Once ordinary people lose their jobs, they will naturally feel like causing trouble.

Therefore, winning battles and stabilizing the country are the fundamentals.

In the military, what is the hard truth?

That's the fist.

She had to be as tough and strong as a man, but also maintain the compassion and delicacy of a woman. After winning the battle, the soldiers cheered and drank to celebrate.

She should also give them encouragement.

The night was long, the black battle flags were flying, the armor was stained with frost, and the soldiers took a sip of wine, and that little bit of hope flowed from their throats into their chests.

Fu Yunyao occasionally glanced sideways.

Seeing the familiar face as before, the jade-carved fingertips gently twisting the wine glass, the bright eyes full of nostalgia, how dazzling is it? It is the clear spring with white lotus growing in the endless wasteland; it is the Zhenhai Pearl shining brightly in the dark deep sea for three thousand miles.

Different from the charm and attractiveness of ordinary women.

Her eyes were firm, and she smiled calmly while being surrounded by soldiers. She took off her armor, and her whole body was as quiet as a deep abyss.

She opened her toast.

Wish you success.

Thousands of soldiers raised their glasses and wished the military good fortune!

This is Rongzhen.

In his heart, the most perfect reincarnation of the goddess.

Shao Yiqing almost crawled under the table. Xiao Wanwan's face turned pale and red, and then red and white. Finally, she let out a long sigh and asked someone to pull Shao Yiqing out from under the table.

Before leaving, he looked at Rong Zhen deeply.

There was no longer the previous politeness and caution.

She was very casual and calm, and looked at Rong Zhen deeply.

"Ms. Rong, you are so generous. Today, you have given me a great shock. I will remember it."

Xiao Wanwan seemed like a different person.

She directed the people around her to help Shao Yiqing up. Now she looked like a normal eldest daughter of one of the four major families, proud and noble.

Rongzhen smiled faintly.

"He is just a passing stranger in my life. If you believe it, there is no need to worry about it. If you don't believe it, remember it if you want."

Xiao Wanwan suddenly smiled.

"That makes sense. Yiqing is an artist, born to devote himself to art. He is not a businessman, and he can't say a few nice words."

"Everyone says that I, Xiao Wanwan, married down."

"But I am different from others. I don't think other people are better than Yiqing."

"After all, when I choose a man, I don't look at his family background or his status."

“I have all these things.”

Rong Zhen's eyes suddenly became somewhat sharp. She herself might not have noticed it, but that was the sharpness that came from her years of service in the military, and even more so from her long-term high position. When it was released, it was like murderous metal.

It was rare for Xiao Wanwan to lose to others in momentum.

She couldn't help but take half a step back.

But recalling that Rong Zhen was Gu Yan's female companion, this is Jiangcheng.

Her confidence increased a lot.

Ah.

Take your gaze away.

Rongzhen smiled freely.

This Miss Xiao mocked her, saying that she despised the poor and loved the rich, flattered the powerful and looked down on the weak, and abandoned her old love for a new one.

How innocent she is.

Gu Yan is not a new love.

Shao Yiqing can't even be considered an old love.

She wanted to persuade the woman not to be so open-hearted to such an irresponsible and cowardly man, but the woman didn't care and just thought that it was the kind of flirtatious entertainment that artists had to go through.

After all, in Xiao Wanwan's eyes, her Shao Yiqing was worthy of the initiative and admiration of these women.

Since the two of them are willing to get together.

Everything she said seemed like she was trying to sow discord.

Stubborn souls abound.

As a pair, it's a matter of both parties being willing to fight and be beaten, so why should she seek trouble?

Rongzhen shrugged.

"Miss Xiao is right. You are rich, powerful, and beautiful. You two are made for each other. I wish you a long and happy life together."

Xiao Wanwan wanted to say a few more words.

Fu Yunyao spoke at the right time.

"Ms. Xiao, your male companion seems to be in great pain."

Shao Yiqing's eyes were blurred and he was trying to break free from the people on both sides, still shouting Rong Zhen's name.

There was a hint of darkness in Xiao Wanwan's eyes, and she glanced at the people at the table.

He spoke with a cold face.

"What are you still standing there for? Do you need me to teach you how to get rid of a drunk person?"

Her voice was cold and imposing.

The waiters on both sides were startled and hurriedly restrained Shao Yiqing and helped him out. It took only a little effort to subdue this obviously drunk man.

Seeing this, Xiao Wanwan's tone became a little sharper.

"lighter!"

Fu Yunyao reminded in a cold voice.

"Ms. Xiao, please control the volume. Our elders are still here."

His chin was slightly raised, and his young face was full of gentleness, elegance and grace.

Xiao Wanwan was stunned when she heard this, and immediately glanced at the main table. She found that someone at the main table did occasionally glance over here. She exhaled deeply and nodded at Fu Yunyao.

The tone was not very gentle, but rather there was a hint of impatience towards Fu Yunyao.

"Thank you for reminding."