After the Destiny Child was reborn

Xiao Weisheng lowered his voice, "It's ointment, just the medicine I gave you last time."

Liang Jingzhan tapped the copper cup with his fingertips, making a small and crisp sound, and his movements suddenly stopped: "Really?"

"I saw it with my own eyes, and I can't be wrong."

Liang Jingzhan glanced at Fu Yanning, whose elbows were already propped on the table, and Fu Yanning, who was covering his forehead with his eyes closed, knocked on the wine glass much faster, and the interest in his eyes became more intense.

Liang Jingzhan drank a lot more than him, but he was exceptionally sober.

It was already dark outside, and the palace gate should have been closed long ago.

Liang Jingzhan and Xiao Weisheng chatted for a while before they separated.

After Xiao Weisheng left, Liang Jingzhan looked back at Fu Yanning beside him.

Fu Yanning still rested her forehead on her hands, sitting upright at the table, shaking her head from time to time, trying to wake up.

After being drunk for a while, I still can't get sober.

Liang Jingzhan bent his eyes, put down the wine glass he was playing with, put one arm around Fu Yanning's waist, pulled him up, and left the restaurant.

There were very few people outside, Liang Jingzhan whistled, and a person fell in front of him.

Liang Jingzhan whispered a few words in his ear and explained the task.

Bai Wen took the order, without moving his footsteps, he looked at Fu Yanning in the master's arms, and spoke slowly: "Master, do you want Bai Wen to send Fu Shizhong back to the mansion?"

Liang Jingzhan's voice was very calm in the night: "No, I'll take him back."

Bai Wen had no choice but to leave.

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Liang Jingzhan supported him all the way, and finally arrived at Fu's residence.

Xiaoshu has been waiting in front of the mansion for his master to come back.

But he saw that his master was actually helped back by King Rong, and his master was drunk by himself.

Xiaoshu knew who the culprit was without having to think about it.

But when he saw King Rong's hand on his master's waist, his jaw dropped in shock.

A few days ago, he heard that King Rong was going to attack his master. At that time, he thought it was ridiculous. The master wanted to see King Rong, so how could he allow King Rong to get so close to him.

At that time, he didn't pay much attention to the two or three words that came out of the palace, thinking that what they said were all rumors.

But now...

He was stunned for a long time, the master is so simple, he should have been begged for a lot by Rong Wang while he was drunk.

He stretched out his hand, and said angrily: "Your Highness, just hand over the master to the villain!"

Liang Jingzhan hugged him tightly: "I don't feel relieved until I send it in personally."

He walked a few steps, paused, and didn't look back: "Where is his room?"

Xiaoshu was worried, thought for a while and followed.

In this way, it is also good to keep an eye on your master at all times, in case King Rong does something to the master.

He walked ahead and led the way, and finally arrived at the master's room.

Liang Jingzhan helped him in.

He held on to the door frame and waved his hands: "Go and rest first."

Is this going to send him away?

The little book hinted at him: "Then, Your Highness..."

This is the master's room, what are you doing in there?

Liang Jingzhan bent the tails of his eyes: "Don't worry about me taking care of your master?"

Xiaoshu: "..." With you around, I don't feel at ease.

Before Xiaoshu could speak, Liang Jingzhan closed the door heavily.

Xiaoshu was very anxious, after turning around a few times, he turned his head and went to the small kitchen, and ordered the cook to make hangover soup.

In the room, Liang Jingzhan strode towards the bed with him in his arms, and a faint voice rang in his ears.

"I can go by myself... don't bother... don't bother Your Highness."

Liang Jingzhan chuckled, put him on the couch, and raised his thin eyes: "What did you call me?"

Liang Jingzhan looked down at the thin lips, obviously the owner was already drunk, but the cold breath still radiated from the inside out uncontrollably.

That lip moved: "Your Highness... let go... minister..."

Liang Jingzhan supported him with one hand, and imprisoned him under him, with a few strands of hair hanging down Fu Yanning's face: "What Your Highness? Call me brother."

Fu Yanning only felt itchy, and stretched out his hand to scratch his cheek: "Chen... I want to go back."

Although he was drunk, his stubborn temperament did not change at all.

Hearing his yelling, Liang Jingzhan couldn't help laughing. He stretched out his finger and scratched the tip of Fu Yanning's nose, "Aren't you already in your own house? Where else do you want to go, back to my palace?"

Fu Yanning shook his head in a daze, and pushed Liang Jingzhan's chest with his small hands, making Liang Jingzhan's heart feel hot. Even so, his breathing was still steady.

Liang Jingzhan suppressed those troubled little hands with one hand, slowly lowered his head, leaned closer to Fu Yanning's neck, and smelled the fragrance of flowers on his body.

This scene is very similar to the dream he had in the cave a few days ago, it is very illusory, and Liang Jingzhan always feels unreliable.

He still remembered that when he was in the cave, he would be able to kiss Fu Yanning immediately, but then nothing seemed to happen.

I don't know if it was a dream.

I don't know if I can kiss Fangze this time.

The pointed, straight nose was wrapped around the snow-white neck, breathing in an orderly manner, and the hot air in the breath dyed the snow-white blush.

One of his hands touched the jade belt around Fu Yanning's waist with ease.

It's just that he didn't continue, instead he got off him calmly, helped him tie his clothes carefully, and sat obediently on the edge of the soft couch.

The door opened.

Xiao Shu hurried in with a tea bowl, he carefully opened one eye to look at the master in the brocade tent on the soft couch, and saw that the master's clothes were still there.

Xiaoshu secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and opened both eyes.

Liang Jingzhan looked at what he was carrying: "What is this?" Could it be hangover soup?

really.

Xiao Shu nodded, and squatted next to his master with a bowl in his hand: "Hangover soup."

After drinking the hangover soup, Liang Jingzhan read the little book more, squinted his eyes and smiled like a fox.

Do you really think that waking Fu Yanning up will stop him?

"Hey."

Liang Jingzhan rubbed his chin and leaned lazily aside, waiting patiently for him to finish feeding the hangover soup.

Seeing that the hangover soup in the small book bowl had run out, Liang Jingzhan stepped forward and pushed him by the shoulder, pushing him outside the door.

Liang Jingzhan slammed the door shut with a bang.

Xiaoshu looked at the door in front of him, and let out a long sigh.

The master has already drank the hangover soup, and he should be sober soon.

He also saw that this Rong Wang was by no means a good stubble.For the rest, please ask the master to ask for blessings.

The master is really pitiful, such a noble and undisturbed person will offend such a cunning and passionate person like Rong Wang.

Ugh.

Liang Jingzhan walked to the side of the bed and continued with the things that he had just had time to finish in the future.

He touched Fu Yanning's waist with his hand, flicked his fingers a few times, and the belt slid down on the bed.

Liang Jingzhan took off Fu Yanning's clothes slowly and methodically.

"Ahem..." Fu Yanning covered his lips with his hand, coughed a few times, and slowly sat up.

Liang Jingzhan withdrew his hands when he coughed, and lay down beside him, moaning.

Fu Yanning trembled slightly, and turned her head to see where she was.

After seeing clearly that he was in his own room, he breathed a sigh of relief. After seeing Liang Jingzhan beside him, Fu Yanning was so startled that he backed away, with the same astonishment as his expression: "Why is Your Highness here?"

When he looked down at Liang Jingzhan, he even saw his own purple robe that had been opened. Fu Yanning's face changed from drunken pink to sunset red, and he grabbed the robe with his fingers, annoyed and annoyed. :"go out!"

Liang Jingzhan squinted his eyes, raised his head with blurred eyes, his eyes were foggy.

People can only feel that he has suffered great grievances and sufferings.

"Beauty... why did you lose your temper at me?"

This is drunk?

Fu Yanning couldn't figure it out.

His tone was unconsciously lighter: "It's so late, and His Royal Highness is still not going back? I don't have anything extra here..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was rushed forward and hugged him.

The person on his body smelled of alcohol, and Fu Yanning was hugged tightly from his back. He struggled a few times, but to no avail.

"Your Highness, let me go..."

The jaw was lifted by a finger, and the person in front of him was so close to his face that Fu Yanning could even feel his breathing.

The pair of willow-like eyes stared at him intently, with a gorgeous and frivolous smile on his face: "Beauty."

Fu Yanning twisted her neck to avoid his approach: "..."

It seems that after he was drunk, he was mistaken for that Qingqing again.

Fu Yanning grabbed the bed sheet and was about to get out from under him, while reminding him with a cold face: "This minister is not the beauty His Highness wants."

The person on her body got closer to him cheekily: "Why not? Let me kiss and I'll know if it's true."

"His Royal Highness." Fu Yanning felt that the belts on his body had been untied at some point, and his hand was pressed on top of his head by Liang Jingzhan's hand.

He was extremely angry, his face was flushed red, he dared not open his eyes again, but his hands pushed him away even harder.

Liang Jingzhan pressed on him, pretending to be unconscious and muttering again: "Beauty...stay with me for one night, just one night."

Fu Yanning had thought up all kinds of curse sentences at this moment, but he couldn't breathe because of the weight on him.

His head is still groggy, he is not fully awake, and he has no strength to push him away, so it is difficult to say a word.

There is still a pair of hands around his waist, and he feels the temperature of those hands only through two or three layers of clothing, as if they are going to burn him.

Fu Yanning became anxious.

He gritted his teeth, with a rare confusion appearing on his face, Fu Yanning once again persuaded him powerlessly, "Your Highness... let me go, I'm not a girl, and your Highness is not in Hualou."

"I know, but I just like men."

Liang Jingzhan's words once again choked Fu Yanning speechless.

Seeing Liang Jingzhan approaching again, Fu Yanning had no choice but to take the opportunity and said in a hurry: "As long as I let His Highness stay here for one night, Your Highness will stop harassing you?"

When Liang Jingzhan heard that there was a chance, the other half's face buried in the shadows smiled triumphantly.

He continued to pretend to be confused, and touched Fu Yanning's face with one hand: "How can this be called harassment? But the beauty wants me to stay for a night, and of course I won't refuse."

Fu Yanning: "..." It sounds like I begged you to stay here.

Fu Yanning's heart thumped, and he closed his eyes: "As long as His Highness lets you go, I can..."

"What can you do?" Liang Jingzhan deliberately teased him, lay on his neck, and blew into his face again, "Is it because I treat you badly?"

The breath is full of the clear taste of fermented wine.

Fu Yanning blinked her drunken eyes and subconsciously shook her head.

He was angry and scared, he didn't know what was going on in Liang Jingzhan's mind.

Feeling that the hand on his waist was finally withdrawn by the master, Fu Yanning was relieved, thinking that the tossing about him was finally over.

Then, the hands were placed behind his head again.

Fu Yanning didn't know what he was going to do, she closed her eyes and dared not look into his eyes, with an unapproachable and indifferent expression on her face.

A pair of hands dexterously shuttled between the soft black hair, the contrast of black and white was obvious, and after a while, the hands were pulled out from the hair, and there was an extra purple hair band on his hand.

Fu Yanning felt that his hands were tied together by a ribbon. He moved his hand, and a low and pleasant voice came from his ear: "Don't move, or it will hurt."

Hearing his voice so clearly this time, Fu Yanning didn't seem to be drunk at all, "Your Highness...are you drunk?"

The author has something to say: Fu Yanning: Your Highness drinks as soon as he drinks, and what happened when he drank on my bed? ! (·dish·)

Actually pretending to be drunk to take advantage of the minister!

Liang Jingzhan QAQ: I don't...I don't know anything!I'm just drunk!

Special thanks to my good friends for the inspiration, otherwise I would not have thought of many stalks in the future, kiss and hug and hold high!