[Crossing Books] The author is trying to clean up every day

Yan Xu looked at the proud Yan An on the stage, a cold look flashed in his eyes, he squeezed the wine glass tightly in his hand, wishing he could get rid of Yan An quickly.

Seeing the bulging veins on the back of his hands, the concubine at the side hurriedly tugged at his sleeves, and whispered softly: "Your Highness, don't get angry, you will lose your manner later, and the emperor will be displeased. "

Yan Xu restrained his emotions, he held the wine glass towards Yan An, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty is really talented, and you have brought honor to our Great Banquet Kingdom! Here is a toast to you, Your Highness." After finishing speaking, he looked up Rubbing his neck, he drank the wine in his hand.

Yan An cursed in his heart how the prince did not choke to death when he drank, and he had no choice but to drink a toast in front of everyone. Now he learned how to be smart, and spilled more than half of the wine with his sleeve.

After the small episode, dancers and dedicated official ladies came to perform on the high stage one after another.

Officials from all walks of life were toasting in turn, and when they lined up at Yan'an, he naturally couldn't shirk it, so he could only spill the wine on his sleeve while sipping.

After drinking for three rounds, the emperor went back to the palace first.

Yan An was tired after enjoying the singing and dancing for so long, he turned his eyes away from the stage, unexpectedly, he caught Chi Xianhuai's eyes with unknown meaning unexpectedly.

Yan An smiled stiffly, and nodded in greeting, as a greeting to the other party, but unfortunately the other party didn't seem to appreciate it, and still looked at him straight.

The smile on Yan An's face could hardly last, but fortunately his good brother came to rescue him in time.

"Brother Changliu did a good job tonight!" Su Xu came over with a glass of wine, and said, "It's hidden."

Yan An smiled, clinked wine glasses with him, and made a crisp sound, "Where, seeing your radiant face, you should be living a good life, Shisan can serve you comfortably?"

Comfortable is comfortable, but Su Xu originally thought that Shisan's piece of wood was honest and deceitful. Who would have thought that within two days after bringing it back to the mansion, he would be disciplined. In the morning, he was asked to get up to practice martial arts. An Fen stayed at home and was not allowed to drink flowers and wine in the small watchtower, it was eating him to death.

I think he went to Liuxianglou with his friends for a drink that day, and Shisan came before Mr. Linchuan appeared.

Shisan pushed the door open, and looked at him coldly under the gaze of a group of people, without saying a word. He was frightened by the sight, and took Shisan's hand and said that he would leave after Mr. Linchuan finished playing a song.

Thirteen tore off his hand, gave him a cold look, turned and left.

Panicked, he chased him out, and chased him to the outskirts of the forest area, where he was held down on the grass by Thirteen and taught him a lesson.

At the end, Shisan bit his shoulder and said viciously, if he dared to think about Mr. Linchuan again, he would not want him anymore.

How dare Su Xu, Mr. Linchuan is interesting, but he doesn't care about being full.

"Comfortable is comfortable, but there are a lot of troubles, more than my mother." Su Xu said.

Listening to Su Xu's disgusting words, but his voice was a bit joyful, Yan An knew that it was the right choice for him to give Thirteen to Su Xu.

The two chatted for a while, and the banquet ended. They walked out of the palace together and got into their own carriages.

On the way back home, Yan An smelled of alcohol, and he leaned against the window uncomfortably, blowing the night breeze. At the same time, he also regretted that he had set a bug for Yan An not to drink.

I think that in modern times, he would not change his face even after drinking a few glasses of liquor, but now his face turns red when he touches some alcohol, and his whole body is like burning.

When he arrived at Prince Xi's mansion, Zijin helped Yan An into the inner room. He looked at Yan An who was frowning, and asked worriedly, "My lord, are you okay? How about I rub your head for you?"

"Need not."

Zijin had no choice but to give up after hearing the words, and poured a glass of water for Yan An, "Then you drink a glass of water first, and the subordinates go down and ask the dining room to cook a bowl of hangover soup."

"Okay." Yan An took the teacup and gulped down the water. As soon as he put down the cup, Zijin came.

Yan An didn't expect the hangover soup to be ready so quickly, Zijin explained: "The prince returned to the mansion ahead of time, and he ordered the cook to cook this bowl of hangover soup for you, saying that you will get drunk every time you drink. Much better."

"Hmm..." Yan An was very grateful for Prince Xi's thoughtful care. After drinking the soup, he put the bowl back on the tray and sent Zijin away.

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On the other side, Chi Xianhuai rubbed his chin. He knew what Yan An's characters looked like, and he also knew that Yan An couldn't understand poetry. He couldn't figure out how Yan An could write good characters and make a good poem tonight.

After thinking about it, Chi Xianhuai still couldn't figure it out, he simply gave up thinking about it, took off his coat and went to bed, but couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning.

In the long night, Chi Xianhuai didn't know what Yan An was doing at this time.

It has been two months since Yan An asked him to go back. Even on the day when he lived in the mansion bestowed by the emperor, there was no movement in Yan An. Only Prince Xi reminded him in private to always remember that he is the mansion of Prince Xi. people.

Could it be that Yan An doesn't need him anymore?

Only then did he recall the scene at the gate of the palace. He and the guard's fingers were intertwined, and the atmosphere was harmonious and tacit, like a pair of lovers who are in love with each other.

Hmph~ Isn't Yan'an lying on the couch at this time, having fun with those fifteen lines?

Thinking of it this way, an inexplicable and monstrous anger rushed straight to Chi Xianhuai's forehead, making his temples throb.

He pressed his temples, but he couldn't lie down no matter what, got up and put on his clothes in a distraught state, hurried to Prince Xi's mansion, took advantage of the night to enter Yan'an's courtyard, and entered Yan'an's room.

Along the way, Chi Xianhuai didn't hear any suspicious voices, he let out a sigh of relief, but when he saw Yan An who was breathing evenly and sleeping soundly on the couch, he felt uncomfortable again. Son.

He tossed and turned at night and couldn't fall asleep, but what about Yan'an?Why did he sleep so comfortably.

Chi Xianhuai reached out to the couch with his big hand, and picked up Yan'an.

Yan An looked sleepily at Chi Xianhuai in front of him, thinking that he must be quite drunk, otherwise how could he have hallucinations.

He raised his hand and pulled Chi Xianhuai's face and said, "Why are you so annoying, you still hang out in front of me when you're drunk."

Chi Xianhuai grabbed Yan An's hand, and sneered, "Is it because Shiwu's couch is too skillful, and the prince is so annoyed to even look at the servants by him?"

Yan An's forehead was buzzing, as if there were a thousand bees around his ears, he patted Chi Xianhuai's hand away irritably and said, "It's none of your business, can you leave me alone? I want to sleep I will feel it."

His words completely annoyed Chi Xianhuai, he directly pushed Yan An down on the couch, and kissed him hard.

Yan An couldn't help but sob silently.

Chi Xianhuai bit Yan An's lips angrily, and then whispered in Yan An's ear: "My lord, I will let you sleep enough, you can remember it for me, and see whose comparison it is." sharp……"