why drunk

Chenwang Mansion

Feng Qixuan crossed his legs and sat on the chair, holding the pastry on the table in one hand and slowly biting it, resting his head in one hand, looking at the sky outside the house with a clear look on his face.

At the palace banquet yesterday, he wanted to look for Feng Jiuge, but he heard that everyone was discussing Feng Jiuge's broken sleeve.He didn't care, because he thought Feng Jiuge was a broken sleeve before, but his father didn't know, so he drove him to the Chen Palace overnight and asked him to have a good talk with Feng Jiuge.As a result, he stayed here for a whole night. Now that it was almost noon, Feng Jiuge hadn't come back yet. If he wanted to think about it, he must have gone to Yun Qingchen. He also greeted the messenger last time. I first met the rumored Young Master Yuebai at the palace banquet, but unexpectedly, it was the one Huamanlou met.

"My lord, do you want to pass on the meal?" the butler came in and asked.

Feng Qixuan paused, swallowed the pastry in his mouth, brushed off the crumbs of pastry on his clothes, picked up the tea at the side to rinse his mouth, moistened his throat, and "passed on"

Just as Feng Qixuan picked up the jade chopsticks and put a piece of crispy lotus root into his mouth, a cool voice came from behind him, "Qi Xuan, is the food here delicious?"

"Pata" the lotus root and jade chopsticks fell together, Feng Qixuan froze, and slowly turned his head to look at Feng Jiuge who appeared at an unknown time, and said with a dry smile: "Hey, Uncle Wang, you are back, it's still useless." Shall I have lunch? Come here."

Feng Jiuge patted him on the shoulder vigorously, "No need, uncle heard that you and Feng Hua Xue Yue told a beautiful and sad love story." As he said, the force in his hand became more and more intense, "I also heard that , the name of the protagonist in your story is Feng Jiuge, good nephew, how about telling your uncle later? Also, I heard that you went to your uncle's study and took a painting." Feng Jiuge's face The smile on the face deepened, God knows how much he wants to slap this bastard to death now, his painting is so hidden, why did he still find it?

In fact, Feng Qixuan just touched the bookshelf casually, and a hidden compartment appeared, and found a painting hidden inside. Out of curiosity, he opened it. If he didn’t look at it, he wouldn’t know it. When he saw it, he was terrified. Feng Jiuge Although he has never seen his painting skills before, he has also heard from his father that it can be described as horrible, but this painting can clearly see that the person in the painting is Yun Qingchen.It seems that Feng Jiuge has planned for Yun Qingchen for a long time, how lonely it feels to discover a secret but no one to share it with, so Feng Qixuan took out the painting and shared it with the four of Feng Hua Xue Yue.

Feng Qixuan turned his body sideways, trying to avoid Feng Jiuge's clutches, but after several struggles, it was in vain.

Feng Qixuan lowered his head helplessly, calling out: "Uncle Wang"

Seeing this, Feng Jiuge let go of the hand on his shoulder, sat next to Feng Qixuan, and smiled at him gently, "Come, tell uncle your story about Feng Jiuge last night."

The tip of his nose was surrounded by Cai Xiang, even though his stomach was protesting, Feng Qixuan couldn't do anything, swallowed hard, and asked uncertainly: "Uncle Wang, do you really want to hear it?"

"En." Feng Jiuge nodded.

Feng Qixuan gritted his teeth and stared at him fiercely. This is what you want to hear. Thinking of what he was about to say next, he couldn't help laughing. Feng Jiuge made a sharp glance at him, so he had no choice but to hold back his smile , sat upright, and said: "Uncle Wang, I'm starting. Feng Jiuge has liked good-looking people since she was a child, regardless of gender. One day, Feng Jiuge was drunk in Huamanlou, and happened to meet a handsome Yun Young Master, it was as if his soul had been sucked out of him, so he dragged that Mr. Yun into the private room, hugged him and kissed him wildly, and then that Mr. Yun got angry, and he dragged Feng Jiuge to beat him. Later, Feng Jiuge's family wanted him to get married, but Feng Jiuge refused, saying in front of everyone that he was a broken sleeve and only loved Mr. Yun in his life. As a result, Mr. Yun rejected Feng Jiuge."

"Enough!" Feng Jiuge's fists slowly clenched, and his knuckles made a crisp "clack" sound. This little bastard made up some messy things. He didn't express his heart to Yuebai, how could he just got rejected?

Feng Qixuan suppressed a smile, "Uncle Wang, I haven't finished yet. Later, Mr. Yun, ah!" Before he finished speaking, there was a cry of pain, and he was thrown out by Feng Jiuge?

Feng Jiuge stood up and walked to him, looking down at him, "Feng Qixuan, tell me, do you want to die or not?"

Feng Qixuan patted the dust off his clothes and protested, "Uncle Wang, this is what you want to hear."

Feng Jiuge touched his chin and raised the corner of his mouth, "Yes, but what does this have to do with me beating you? As your uncle, why don't I teach my nephew a lesson?"

"..."

Feng Qixuan shut his mouth wisely, arguing with Feng Jiuge would never get him any favors, so he turned around sullenly, he'd better go back to his palace.

"Wait," Feng Jiuge said.

"Uncle Wang, what else is there?" Feng Qixuan turned his head helplessly.

Feng Jiuge approached him step by step, "Did I tell you to go?"

Feng Qixuan was stunned for a moment, and instinctively stepped back, "What do you want to do? Let me tell you, Feng Jiuge, I'm also Prince Yu's son after all, you can't mess around."

Feng Jiuge hooked his lips, "Don't worry, how could I hurt you? It's too late to hurt you. Uncle just likes you too much. He wants you to stay in this palace for a few more days to accompany Uncle." Don't wait for Feng Qi When Xuan was talking, he saw Feng Jiuge casually pointing to a young man and asking him to go to Prince Yu's mansion to spread the message.

Feng Qixuan looked up at the sky, it was blue and spotless, occasionally a few clouds floated by, and the years were peaceful, but it was unfortunate that he fell into the hands of Feng Jiuge, a pervert.

Zuihua hid at the gate of the courtyard, he saw everything that happened in the house, and looked at Feng Qixuan sympathetically, son, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, no, it's all my mouth's fault, I like to talk nonsense when I have nothing to do.

The thing is like this, when Feng Jiuge just walked into the palace, Zuihua happened to see it, and walked forward quickly, "How is the master resting at Mr. Yuebai's place?"

Feng Jiuge was stunned for a moment, with a puzzled expression on his face, "How do you know?"

Zui Hua chuckled, "Last night, Prince Yu talked about the matter between the master and Young Master Yuebai. No matter whether the master likes a man or a girl, Zui Hua will follow the master to the death!" Fist.

Feng Jiuge raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, and asked, "Where is the son now?"

"Bamboo House"

Feng Jiuge nodded, ignored Zuihua, and walked towards Danzhulou.

Zui Hua was squatting by the wall, muttering something alone, when suddenly a chill hit the back of her neck, a shadow appeared in front of her eyes, she turned her head and saw Feng Jiuge standing in front of her with a smile.

"Master, master." Drunk Flower wanted to stand up, but because of squatting for too long, her feet became numb and she fell to the ground.

Feng Jiuge grabbed his hand, pulled him up, and said: "Cuihua, don't you have nothing to do recently, are you in a hurry?"

"No, no." Zuihua shook her head again and again, but she didn't care about the numbness of her feet. Facing Feng Jiuge, he often said a lot and made mistakes, so he should say less at this time.

Feng Jiuge ignored him, "Starting today, Prince Yu and the four of you will clean the palace together. There must be no trace of dust, especially the latrine, and there must be no peculiar smell. Do you hear me?" After finishing speaking, he ignored the two of them. , with the scroll in his hand, walked towards the main courtyard.

Zuihua wanted to cry but she turned her head and saw Feng Qixuan in the courtyard, crying in her heart: Son, why do you have to do with me every time something happens?Are you a god of disaster?Or a god of disaster?

Feng Qixuan stepped forward and hooked Zuihua's neck, "Brother, let's go, we can't beat him, so we have to accept our fate." The two went to find the other three, and they shared the blessings and shared the difficulties.

Feng Jiuge returned to the main courtyard, sat on a chair and stared at the paintings spread out on the desk.Originally, he wanted to eat at Yuebai's place, but he threw him out, which really hurt his face.Thinking about it turned into a long sigh.

At this time, Jingfeng walked in and said: "My lord, there is a decree from the palace, asking you to enter the palace immediately."

Imperial study room

When Feng Jiuge opened the door and walked in, she saw Rong Chun, Xi and the princess sitting on the side, Feng Ze propped his head and looked at the memorial in his hand.

"Prince Chen." Rong Chun smiled and nodded towards him.Princess Xihe turned her head to one side, not paying any attention to Feng Jiuge.

Feng Jiuge stepped forward and bowed to Feng Ze, "What is your Majesty calling for?"

Feng Ze put down the memorial in his hand, looked up at Feng Jiuge, and said, "Why did Uncle Wang leave the palace banquet yesterday?"

Feng Jiuge touched the tip of his nose when he heard the words, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty should know."

"Just then the virtuous king said that he has something to wait for Uncle Wang to come." Feng Ze changed the subject.

Feng Jiuge glanced at Rong Chun, and said with a smile: "Could it be that the virtuous king really has something in mind for me? Could it be that I wasn't clear enough last time?"

Rong Chun's expression was slightly stagnant, and then he came back to his senses, and said: "Chen Wang, don't be joking, this king and Chen Wang are not the same way."

Feng Jiuge nodded, "That's good."

"..."

"Your Majesty Nanyao" Rong Chun stood up, walked forward, and slightly bent towards Feng Ze, "The last time Your Majesty promised to choose a son-in-law for Xihe, I wonder if it still counts?"

Feng Ze nodded, "Naturally."

"Then..." Rong Chun paused, smiled and glanced at Feng Jiuge, Feng Jiuge glanced at him, what the hell was going on? "Xihe told Xiaowang that she is devoted to Prince Chen, no matter whether she can be his wife or not, as long as she can stay with Prince Chen for the rest of her life, please allow her to."

At this time, Princess Xihe walked up to Rong Chun, bent down and saluted, "I hope Your Majesty will do it."

"This..." Feng Ze looked at Feng Jiuge, to be honest, marrying Princess Xihe to Feng Jiuge would be the best, but Dongxu's royal family doesn't have much power, it's just a reputation.Second, if Feng Jiuge got married, he would have an excuse to keep him in the capital. He opened his mouth, but Feng Jiuge cut off his words.

"I object!" Feng Jiuge refused aloud, "I will never marry this Princess Dongxu, I don't like women, unless the princess becomes a man, I can consider it." Feng Jiuge said without hesitation come out.

Princess Xihe was stunned, and then laughed loudly: "Hahaha, it turns out that Nanyao's Prince Chen is Duanxiu, I guess, is the person he likes Yun Qingchen? Tell me, if Mr. Yuebai knows that you have feelings for him What will he do with such a dirty mind?" In her heart, Yun Qingchen is a clean person, and any dirty things should not touch him, such as Feng Jiuge.

Feng Jiuge's face was gloomy, this dead woman really wanted to slap her to death, and let her end this boring life early.Feng Ze's complexion was not much better either, Feng Jiuge didn't care about his face in front of outsiders.

"Chen Wang" Feng Ze showed a sullen expression on his face.

Feng Jiuge looked at Feng Ze sharply, withdrew the cynical smile on his lips, played with the jade pendant around his waist with his slender fingers, and said quietly: "Your Majesty, this dragon chair is uncomfortable to sit on? Some thoughts, shouldn't If you move, it’s best not to move.” This bastard, his mind went back even more.Do you really think being an emperor is a big deal?Since he can put him on this throne of honor, he can also pull him down.

"Presumptuous!" The threatening meaning in the words made Feng Ze furious, and the emperor of a country was threatened by his officials like this in front of outsiders?How can people not be angry?

Feng Jiuge ignored him, turned around to look at Rong Chun, and said calmly: "My soldiers haven't used meat for a long time, King Xian wants to try it?"

"Prince Chen is threatening me?" Rong Chun asked with a smile as his eyes froze.

"Yes, so what?" Feng Jiuge hooked her lips, and then looked at Princess Xihe, "Princess Xihe, if you want to marry me, first turn yourself into a man, then I might consider For a moment, but your appearance is too outstanding, if you become a man, you may be a sissy, but I don’t like sissy, so no matter what you are, I don’t like you, princess, can you hear me clearly? If you really In a hurry to get married, Mr. Qin was a good choice last time, I heard that he often guards outside the post house in the past few days, just to see the princess."

Princess Xihe's apricot eyes were full of anger. She had never been so humiliated before, and she suddenly became angry, "You're a broken sleeve! You think this princess cares about you, and this princess warns you that you can like anyone, just You can't like Yun Qingchen, he belongs to this princess!"

Feng Jiuge was immediately happy when he heard the words, "Hey, I still like him, and I, Feng Jiuge, still like Yun Qingchen, what's the matter?"

"..." The three people in the room were speechless, logically speaking, shouldn't it be very low-key for a man to be said to have broken his sleeve?But why is Feng Jiuge different?Not only did he openly admit that he is Duanxiu, but he also said that he likes Yun Qingchen.

"Your Majesty, you have to think carefully about this matter, I'm leaving first." Feng Jiuge was unhappy, and she didn't want to do superficial efforts, so she stopped calling "Chen" and called "I" directly.

Rong Chun looked at the back of Feng Jiuge's leaving, and caught a glimpse of Feng Ze's face that couldn't be darker from the corner of his eyes. Dongxu should not be grudges with Nanyao, so he winked at Princess Xihe who was beside him. Princess Xihe understood, Immediately stepped forward, knelt down on both knees, kowtowed heavily, and said slightly aggrieved, "Your Majesty, Xihe is vulgar and not worthy of King Chen, so I told His Majesty rashly that it was Xihe who was reckless and offended His Majesty and Chen." It's Xi He's fault for Wang's displeasure." As he spoke, his voice gradually weakened, and big teardrops rolled down from his eye sockets, seeing the appearance of pear blossoms in the rain made one's heart tremble, and he wanted to step forward to kill her. Hugged in his arms, comforted softly.

It is also extremely beautiful for a beauty to cry. Feng Jiuge doesn't care about fragrance and jade, but it doesn't mean that Fengze can't.No matter how much unhappiness there was before, it disappeared in an instant.

Feng Ze waved his hand, motioning her to get up, "Princess, don't blame yourself, since that's the case, let's let this matter go."

"Xiao Wang didn't think carefully." Rong Chun said apologetically.

Feng Ze forced a smile as if nothing had happened, "No problem."

"Your Majesty, Xiao Wang has decided to return to Dongxu in the near future. I would like to thank Your Majesty for your hospitality." Rong Chun said while helping Princess Xihe.According to the master's letter, Dongxu has changed, and he should not delay any longer.

Feng Ze nodded, "When will you get up?"

"tomorrow"

"So fast?" Feng Ze was surprised, leaving in such a hurry?

"Your Majesty urgently summons the little king back to the court." Rong Chun explained.

"Okay, let's hold a banquet tonight to see off the virtuous king and his envoys." Feng Ze waved his hand and knocked on the table to file a case.