Make peace with the Lord of the Prairie

"If you can replace Xiaojiu, getting married...is not impossible!"

When Ming Heng said these words, his eyes were firm and his tone firm.The heroic determination to die did not look like a joke at all.

Guan Ze never expected that he would take a joke seriously, so he couldn't hold back a mouthful of tea and sprayed out all the tea, spraying Ming Heng all over.He pulled a piece of handkerchief casually, wiped it casually, covered his mouth and tried to hold back a smile, until his face turned red.

"You, do you know what you're talking about? Cough..." Guan Ze rubbed his stomach convulsed from laughing, and looked at his friend meaningfully, "Our Sixth Highness is really a role model for elder brothers."

Mingheng frowned in displeasure: "What's wrong with the yin and yang? Isn't it all because of Xiaojiu. Besides, that's what I said, even if I think Tuobahong can agree?"

"So you haven't lost your mind yet." Guan Ze muttered softly as he wiped his tea-soaked skirt.

No one took this casual joke to heart, and it was quickly forgotten.

It has been a month since Ye Ruo's envoy arrived in Anling.The envoy Ye Ruo sent this time was Zuo Xianwang Wumeng.The Zuoxian King Wumeng is brave and good at fighting, he is Tuobahong's most powerful right-hand man, and his position in Yerou is second only to Tuobahong.

The fact that Ye Ruo sent Wumeng was enough to show that they attached great importance to this mission, and they couldn't help but make everyone talk about the purpose of their mission.But I don't know when, there have been rumors in the market - it is said that the purpose of Ye Ruo's trip is to make good friends with Qin and Jin with Anling, and to combine the relationship between the two countries more closely.

The rumors spread more and more widely, and became more and more true, and when they reached the palace, they had even gone from talking about marrying to marrying candidates.Of course, since the royal family only thinks of the princess, everyone agrees that if they want to get married, this hard work must fall on the head of the ninth princess Ming Qianqian.

Even Ming Qianqian himself had heard about it, and when he learned that he might be going to have a kiss, his face turned pale on the spot, and then he locked himself in the room and cried all night.Early the next morning, she ran to Chonghua Palace with walnut eyes to ask Mingheng for help, but she learned that her brother left the palace early this morning.

At this time, Ming Heng was in the Duke of Wei's mansion.

Tomorrow is the day when He Zexi gets married.Even though Mingheng has been persuading himself to let go of the brief moment of lingering with He Zexi in the past month, he has repeatedly warned himself that if the day really comes, he will still send his blessings with a smile.However, when this day really comes, when he sees the red silk hanging on the solemn Duke of Wei's mansion in the past, Ming Heng still feels that the house full of red silk, and even the joyful smiles on the faces of the servants in the mansion seem to be a little more beautiful. It was so dazzling, all the laughter and laughter at this moment were like short knives, piercing his heart riddled with holes, and the pain made him almost shed tears.

He stared absent-mindedly at He Zexi who was trying on a wedding dress in the middle of the room, and his heart was about to bleed.

The officer on the side elbowed him at this moment, reminding him softly, "Why do you have such an expression?"

Ming Heng blinked, forced back the wetness that had reached the corners of his eyes, cleared his throat and asked calmly, "What expression do I have?"

Guan stretched out two index fingers to touch the corners of his mouth, pulled it down, and said: "That's it, if you want to cry or not, who made you unhappy?"

Ming Heng turned his face away, tried his best to restore his expression to normal, and replied: "I'm not unhappy, you read it wrong."

Such a clumsy lie officer would naturally not believe it.He simply stood in front of him, frowning and observed carefully.

Ming Heng pushed him aside, pretended to be impatient and said: "I don't have any flowers on my face, what are you looking at!"

The official shrugged indifferently, and no longer struggled.

At this time, He Zexi had also finished trying the happy clothes.Xifu's waist was a bit loose, and the people in the garment workshop had to change the clothes before tomorrow morning, and left in a hurry after collecting the Xifu.He Zexi went back to the back room and changed into normal clothes and came out again.The official walked over, put his right hand on He Zexi's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Groom officer, you are getting married tomorrow, do you want to have another glass of wine with your brothers today? After today, such a day may not happen often gone."

He Zexi did not reject drinking with Guan Ze, but Ming Heng was also present at this time, and Guan Ze obviously meant that the three of them had a drink, which made him hesitate.

Mingheng still thinks that he, He Zexi, has betrayed him, and under such circumstances, it is really inappropriate to drink with him again.

He Zexi didn't want to have too much involvement with Ming Heng, not only himself, but even his younger brother, he didn't want him to have too much contact with Ming Heng.It's a pity that his younger brother obviously has a different feeling for Ming Heng after the ridiculous night of the palace banquet, but it seems that Ming Heng has no feelings for his younger brother, this is the last thing he wants to see.Fortunately, because of the special identities of the two, this relationship has not yet been made clear, and there is still room for change.Therefore, He Zexi thought about it, and before the two of them had a deep relationship, it would be better to use the matter of their own marriage to completely cut off Ming Heng's thoughts about his younger brother.

He Zexi now only hopes that Ming Heng will give up on "He Zexi" after tomorrow, and before that, he does not want to have too much contact with him.Therefore, he wanted to reject the official proposal.However, before he could open his mouth, Ming Heng said first, "Okay. Zexi is getting married tomorrow, and I haven't had a good drink with you yet."

"..."

"How is it, Zexi?" The official didn't notice the difference between the two, and asked He Zexi again.

Now that Ming Heng had spoken, He Zexi naturally couldn't get his way in public, so he had to agree.

Ming Heng smiled faintly, and said again: "The three of us brothers don't need to be particular, just find a place to drink in the Duke's mansion. If you don't get drunk tonight, you won't go home!"

When His Royal Highness Hui Wang gave an order, the servants of the Duke's Mansion had to stop what they were doing, and hurriedly prepared the wine first.

The drinking place is in the back garden of the Duke's Mansion.The old Duke of Wei loved begonias very much. After retiring from the imperial court, he started emptying the vacant back garden when he was old and had nothing to do.Every corner of the back garden was planted with begonias from land, and drains were dug to create a winding and narrow artificial river.

This is the season when the crabapple flowers are blooming, and the corners of the garden are full of flowers, and the water is flowing, which is really suitable for the scene.Ming Heng didn't have the heart to appreciate the beautiful scenery at all, he kept on drinking, and insisted on getting himself drunk if he said that he would not go home if he was not drunk.

Guan Ze and He Zexi sipped some wine and chatted lazily, not caring about him for a moment.When Mingheng found out that something was wrong, the other party had already drank a small pot.

The official hurriedly snatched his wine glass, powerlessly said: "What are you doing drinking so fast all by yourself, and no one is snatching it from you."

Ming Heng leaned over to grab the wine glass, his eyes were a little blurred, and he said with a grin, "If I tell you, I won't come home drunk."

"That's not the way to drink it." Guan Ze simply took the jug to his side, ordered his servants to serve Ming Heng a cup of hot tea, and muttered, "What are you so excited about? It's not like you're getting married tomorrow. you."

"Hehe," Ming Heng lowered his head and chuckled twice while holding the teacup, then raised his head to look at He Zexi, and murmured, "It's because I wasn't the one who got married."

This sentence sounded like a whisper, at that time Guan was refilling wine for himself and He Zexi, he didn't notice, only He Zexi who was sitting next to Mingheng heard it, a glass of wine was held in mid-air and it was too late to bring it to his mouth.

He turned his head and looked back at Mingheng with a complicated expression.

Ming Heng was quite satisfied with his reaction, raised the corner of his mouth lightly, and took a sip of hot tea.

"Zexi," after drinking the strong tea, Ming Heng felt his mind cleared up a lot.He put down the teacup, raised his eyes and called He Zexi softly, with a half-smile and said, "Zexi, you are the protagonist today, you need to drink more of this wine." He picked up the jug and refilled him .

He Zexi saw that Ming Heng seemed to be trying to drink him, although he didn't know his purpose, but he drank it without saying a word.

After drinking one glass, Ming Heng immediately continued to drink, raised his right hand lazily, and said with a light smile, "Let's have another drink."

"..." He Zexi still drank it all in one gulp.

Afterwards, Mingheng did the same thing and added He Zexi four or five times in a row. He Zexi drank all of it without any refusal.

After drinking the fifth cup, Ming Heng didn't continue, but instead poured himself a cup, sipped it slowly, and said in a low voice, "I can't see that Zexi can drink so well."

Before He Zexi could open his mouth, the official had already answered on his behalf: "That's right! You don't know, Zexi is famous for not getting drunk after a thousand cups. None of us in this group can drink from him."

"A thousand glasses of wine!" Ming Heng said it casually, but Wanwan didn't expect the fact to shock him so much.

"Yeah, I won't get drunk after a thousand cups." Speaking of He Zexi's drinking capacity, Guan Ze suddenly became interested, "Don't be fooled by Zexi's soft and weak appearance, this guy usually does things in a gentle manner Yes, but don't mention how bold and unrestrained you are when drinking. Tsk tsk tsk, you are more handsome than those northern guys."

Ming Heng lowered his eyes slowly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was slightly bitter.

He suddenly realized that he actually didn't know He Zexi at all - he didn't know his preferences, he didn't know that he was so good at drinking, and he didn't know whether he liked him or not.

Mingheng once again drank wine in depression, no matter how much Guan Ze tried to persuade him, it was of no avail.He Zexi could probably guess what was going on in his mind, but he had no time to think about it, because the servants came to pass on the news that the owner of Jinghe Garden had come to congratulate him.

He Zexi subconsciously glanced at Ming Heng who was still drinking, and asked in a low voice, "Han Huan is here?"

Xiaoliu nodded, moved closer and whispered back: "Now I'm talking to the master in the study."

"He came alone?"

"I came here alone," Xiaoliu asked, "Master, do you want to meet him?"

As soon as Xiaoliu finished asking, a clear voice with a smile came from behind him: "No need, I know His Majesty is busy, so I came here by myself, may I ask for a glass of wine?"

He Zexi stood up, glared at him helplessly, walked over quickly, and asked in a low voice that only the two of them could hear: "What are you doing here?"

"Come and congratulate me." He Hanhuan answered his brother's culture, but looked at Ming Heng who was not far away, "Don't worry, I am the owner of Jinghe Garden now, and no one will be around when you are young." Suspicious." After speaking, he patted the back of his brother's hand lightly, walked to the table, and sat down on the other side of Ming Heng.

Mingheng felt a shadow on the left side, turned his head, and saw a vaguely familiar figure, and blurted out: "Zexi."

On the right, the real He Zexi froze, and suddenly looked up.

He Hanhuan was still calm, with the corner of his mouth slightly raised, and asked: "Your Highness, are you drunk?"

Mingheng only felt that the voice was strange yet somewhat familiar, leaned over and squinted his eyes to identify it carefully for a long time before calling again: "Han Huan."

He Hanhuan's smile deepened: "It's me, Your Highness."

"Why are you here?" Mingheng asked himself after asking, "Oh, yes, you are Zexi's friend, and you are also here to congratulate, right?"

He Hanhuan nodded.

"Great, then you have a drink too!" Mingheng happily picked up a new cup, poured the wine into He Hanhuan's palm, waved his hand, and said boldly, "Drink! Today, we will not go home until we are drunk. !"

He Hanhuan didn't drink, but put down the wine glass, stopped Ming Heng's glass by the way, and said softly: "Your Highness, you are drunk, you can't drink any more."

"I'm not drunk! I'm sober!" Ming Heng retorted subconsciously, and vowed, "I won't get drunk today, definitely not!"

He Han laughed and said nothing, but he was so strong that he took down his wine glass, ignoring Ming Heng's resistance, and said to He Zexi: "Your Highness is drunk, help him to rest for a while."

He Zexi couldn't wish for it, so he hurriedly asked his servants to help Mingheng go to the guest room to rest.

After Ming Heng left, Guan Ze's servant hurried over again, it seemed that something happened at home, so Guan Ze left first.

One of the drinkers fell down and the other left. He Zexi ordered the wine table to be removed, and took his brother to the backyard.

"Have you met your father?"

"Well," He Hanhuan casually put his right hand in front of his body, his wide sleeves covered half of his body, he walked very slowly, with cautious steps, "I came to look for you after talking with me for a while."

He Zexi suggested, "Let's stay at home tonight."

He Han smiled happily: "Even if you drive me away today, I won't leave. My brother will get married tomorrow, how can I be absent as a younger brother." Seeing He Zexi's worried face, he said again: "Don't worry, tomorrow I will observe the ceremony as the owner of Jinghe Garden, and no one will notice me."

"Well, be careful yourself." He Zexi warned.

Walking to the guest room where Ming Heng rested, the servants who served him just came out.He Zexi asked, "Where is the prince?"

"Drink the hangover soup and fell asleep."

He Han looked at the closed door and blurted out: "I'll go in and see him."

However, he was stopped by He Zexi before he took half a step.

He Zexi held his wrist and said calmly, "I'll go, don't go in."

He Hanhuan was stunned for a moment, raised his eyes and asked, "Why?"

He Zexi didn't answer, but just pulled his younger brother behind him, and called the servant again: "Xiaoliu, send the young master to rest."

Xiao Liulang answered yes, and dragged He Hanhuan away halfway.

Standing in front of the door, He Zexi didn't miss the doubtful but wary eyes when his younger brother looked at him before leaving, sighed softly in his heart, and pushed open the door.