After Black Moonlight failed to escape [Quick Transmigration]

After all the meritorious officials were rewarded, the banquet officially began.

A group of dancing girls in water-red robes walked into the banquet hall, and at the same time, incense was lit somewhere.This incense is not choking at all, only the smoke and fragrance are very strong.

Jiang Chiqiu didn't know what the incense was made of. The moment the smell smelled, he couldn't help taking a deep sniff, and then slowly closed his eyes.

The atmosphere in the banquet hall gradually became lively.

Affected by such a lively atmosphere, Jiang Chiqiu actually picked up the wine glass again, and poured it into his belly non-stop.

During Jiang Chiqiu's one-year expedition, although he had never lost a battle, it wasn't that he hadn't suffered any injuries.

After being injured several times, Jiang Chiqiu's already very bad physique became even worse, so in most cases, Jiang Chiqiu's face was as pale as paper.

But now after eating two or three cups, the man's face became a little more bloody, and even his lips became bright red.

During this banquet, many people have been secretly observing Jiang Chiqiu.After seeing his appearance at this time, many people picked up their wine glasses and directly forgot what they were going to do next, but just sat here and stared at Jiang Chiqiu.

Jiang Chiqiu should be happy now.

After the accident in the Jiang family, Jiang Chiqiu was under unimaginable pressure.

He has already developed a sense of identity with this huge family, and he doesn't want the Jiang family to decline like this.And after knowing that his sister is the future queen, Jiang Chiqiu finally felt a little happier.

At this time, the rhythm of the music became more and more cheerful.

At the same time, Jiang Chiqiu, who had already drank a little too much, even forgot that he was not a good drinker, and continued to drink one cup after another.

The man in white not far away frowned subconsciously when he saw Jiang Chiqiu's current appearance.

Fortunately, although Jiang Chiqiu was really drunk, his alcohol quality was not bad.

After drinking too much, Jiang Chiqiu felt that his mind was groggy. He didn't have any desire to express, but because of dizziness, he put one hand on the table and sat up quietly.

Jiang Chiqiu was very calm, so few people here could see that he had actually drunk too much now.

The current sage Zhuo Xingmo is about the same age as Jiang Shangshu. After staying here for a while, he left first because he couldn't stay up all night.

Following Zhuo Xingmo, the protagonist Zhuo Yushen also left the banquet and returned to his palace.

After the two big figures left, the atmosphere in the banquet hall suddenly relaxed.Now many people got up from their seats, ready to toast Jiang Chiqiu.

But before they came, he saw a familiar figure walking to Jiang Chiqiu's side first.

Ming Zhou Zhi was dressed in white clothes embroidered with gold patterns, standing in the incense-lit banquet hall, he looked like a fairy.

And after seeing such a man, Jiang Chiqiu's mind somehow appeared another figure...

Although the appearance is not very similar, Jiang Chiqiu has already discovered that Ming Zhouzhi seems to be a little bit similar to the Mo Jiuzhi he knew in the previous life.

Jiang Chiqiu looked up at Ming Zhouzhi, not speaking for a long time.

Although there was little movement between these two people, who told them that they were the people with the most special identities in the entire banquet hall.Someone not far away has been watching them secretly, while guessing the content of the conversation between Jiang Chiqiu and Ming Zhouzhi.

But it was different from what they thought.

After coming here for a while, Ming Zhou Zhi unexpectedly squatted down slowly, and said to Jiang Chi Qiu, "Chi Qiu, you're drunk."

Hearing Ming Zhouzhi's words, Jiang Chiqiu stretched out his hand and pressed his temple heavily, trying to keep himself awake with this action.

But before he pressed a few times, Ming Zhou Zhi stretched out his hand to stop Jiang Chi Qiu's movements.

"Don't press it randomly, I'll take you to the imperial garden to sober up." After saying this, Ming Zhou Zhi stretched out his hand and gently grabbed Jiang Chi Qiu's wrist, pulling him up from his seat.

Jiang Chiqiu wasn't wearing a military uniform today, so both he and Ming Zhouzhi had loose sleeves.

With such a cover of sleeves, no one could see that shortly after getting up, Ming Zhouzhi changed from holding Jiang Chiqiu's wrist to quietly holding his hand.

Jiang Chiqiu himself was already drowsy, but the moment he was held back by Ming Zhouzhi, he suddenly sobered up.

I and tomorrow know to hold hands!

In front of the entire Mu Dynasty ministers!

At Mu Chao's founding dinner!

No matter which angle you look at this matter, it seems a bit shocking...

While Jiang Chiqiu was thinking wildly, Ming Zhouzhi had already brought him into the imperial garden.

It is summer, and it is the most lush time of the year.After a few turns in the imperial garden, the two completely forgot about the noise of the banquet hall.

After walking a few steps in the same way, the drunk Jiang Chiqiu finally had no strength left.

He sat directly on the stone bench in the garden, and Jiang Chiqiu didn't realize until after he sat down - the bench was almost set among shoulder-high flowers.After he sat down, his body was completely hidden among the flowers.

Before Jiang Chiqiu could think about it, Ming Zhouzhi also sat down with him.

Ming Zhouzhi glanced at Jiang Chiqiu, and suddenly stretched out his hand gently to put it on his shoulder.

"Is Chi Qiu still in pain?"

"It hurts?" Jiang Chiqiu was stunned for a moment before he remembered that he had written to Ming Zhouzhi before about his flesh sticking to the battle armor.

He didn't expect Ming Zhouzhi to still remember this event after such a long time.

Although he drank too much, Jiang Chiqiu still tried his best to maintain his rationality.

He shook his head and said, "Actually, it doesn't hurt. At that time, I was so cold that I didn't feel any pain."

After saying these two sentences, Jiang Chiqiu and Ming Zhouzhi were silent for a moment.

At this moment, Ming Zhouzhi was a little confused, he obviously didn't drink alcohol, but he actually had a feeling of drinking alcohol.

The man looked at Jiang Chiqiu beside him, and wanted to speak several times, asking him if he would like to stay in Baofan City and stay with him...

But before Ming Zhouzhi could speak, he saw Jiang Chiqiu who was sitting next to him suddenly raised his head and looked towards the moon.

Taking advantage of the bright moonlight, I realized that Jiang Chiqiu's cheeks were already full of tears.

Jiang Chiqiu cried, sitting beside him and weeping silently.

Ming Zhouzhi wanted to ask what happened to Jiang Chiqiu, but his intuition told himself that it was better not to ask Jiang Chiqiu now.

After only seeing each other for a while, Jiang Chiqiu finally took a deep breath and looked towards Ming Zhouzhi.

"I miss my brother..." After finishing speaking, Jiang Chiqiu, who smelled faintly of wine, couldn't help but put his arms around Ming Zhouzhi's shoulders.He stopped talking, but it didn't take long for the cloth on Ming Zhou Zhi's shoulders to be wet with tears.

Ming Zhouzhi's heart beats extremely fast at this moment.

He knew that the person beside him was no longer Jiang Chiqiu, the young son of the Jiang family, nor Jiang Chiqiu, the editor of Qing'an Academy, but the marshal of Mu Chao...

Jiang Chiqiu needs to maintain his powerful image in front of everyone, and only when Ming Zhou knows this, can he hug the other person's shoulders and tell him that he is not so omnipotent.

The temperature slowly dropped in the summer night, and I don't know how long I sat here until Ming Zhouzhi patted Jiang Chi Qiu's shoulder slowly and said, "Okay, Chi Qiu, you drank just now, and then If you sit here, you'll catch a cold, so let's go home first."

Sitting here, Jiang Chiqiu already felt like he was about to fall asleep.

Hearing Ming Zhouzhi's words, he sat up slowly, nodded obediently and said, "Okay, let's go home."

In Ming Zhouzhi's eyes, Jiang Chiqiu at this time actually has a bit of the feeling he had when he was a child.

Seeing this, Ming Wuzhi couldn't help stretching out his hand to gently pinch Jiang Chiqiu's face, and then walked out of the palace with him.

The banquet was over, and many people had already left the palace.

Seeing the carriage parked outside, Jiang Chiqiu, who was drunk, rarely lost his temper and said, "Can I take a carriage with you?"

Hearing Jiang Chiqiu's words, Ming Zhou Zhi's mouth couldn't help but twitch.

He knew that Jiang Chiqiu had been trying to avoid suspicion in front of others a while ago... In fact, Ming Zhou Zhi didn't care about it, but seeing Jiang Chi Qiu wanted to do this, Ming Wu Zhi would of course cooperate.

Seeing that Jiang Chiqiu was going to ride in the same carriage with him now, Ming Zhouzhi's heart was naturally happy.

Then just as Jiang Chiqiu said, the two rode in the same carriage, and when the carriage arrived at the gate of Shangshu Mansion, Jiang Chiqiu, who was about to fall asleep again, suddenly shook his head slightly and said, "I don't want to Going home, I want to go to Zhufeng Temple..."

The wooden carriage wheels rolled over the long street slowly, and finally stopped at the gate of Zhufeng Temple.

Jiang Chiqiu was helped out by Ming Zhou Zhiban, after Ming Zhou Zhi sent him to the room, Jiang Chi Qiu suddenly stretched out his hand to grab the man who was about to leave.

"Tomorrow knows" Jiang Chiqiu obviously drank a lot of wine, but at this moment his eyes suddenly became very clear, and at the same time there was a bit of ambiguity in his words, "Can you stay? Jiang Chiqiu's eyes The pupils are always bright, and at this time, all the moonlight is reflected in them.

Ming Zhou Zhi didn't speak, after a while of silence, he turned around and walked into the room again, closing the door by the way.

There was no time to open the windows in the room, so when the door was closed, it became completely dark inside.

Before Jiang Chiqiu could light a candle, a figure rushed towards him.

The next moment, Jiang Chiqiu's lips were warm.

He only hesitated for three or two seconds, then closed his eyes and responded to the other party.

The general's red robe slipped from his shoulders, and the soft cloth was abandoned by his master on the quinwood floor.But no one cared about the clothes anymore, the next moment the owner of the clothes was gently picked up and left the door.