Zilan

As the sky was dark, the servants of Jiang's house came in and lit a few lamps, and said something in Jiang Tai's ear before leaving.

Jiang Tai patted his forehead: "I almost forgot. It's getting late, and the servants have already prepared the food and drinks. If you don't mind, let's sit down together."

Yan Zhuoqing said: "I heard that the chefs of the Jiang family are as skilled as the royal chefs in the palace. It should be my advantage to be able to taste it."

Although Jiang Tai has retired from the Jianghu for a long time, he still has the crispness of a Jianghu person in his actions.Hearing this, he grabbed Yan Zhuoqing and said Xingsheng: "Let's go, my Jiang family's fine wine is also a must."

Wen Lun next to him: ...This man's ability to talk nonsense has not diminished.

The lights are bright, and the delicacies on the jade plate are really delicious.

Jiang Tai took the main seat, with Mrs. Jiang and Jiang Jiuwan on both sides. When Wen Lun was about to sit down next to Jiang Jiuwan, Yan Zhuoqing pushed him away from the middle.

As soon as Wen Lun turned his head, he saw Yan Zhuoqing who was chatting with Jiang Jiuwan and smiling so much that his eyes almost narrowed.

If Young Master Jiang was not a man, he would have thought that Yan Zhuoqing had ill intentions for him.

"Master Jiang, can you drink too?" Yan Zhuoqing noticed that there was also a wine glass in front of Jiang Jiuwan.

"Well, it's just medicinal wine." Jiang Jiuwan seemed helpless in his words. He raised his glass and shook it. The liquid in the glass was shaken, and people could tell that its color was darker than other wines.It's just that Yan Zhuoqing didn't pay attention to this.

The pink nails are like paint that has faded with water, gradually fading away, and the fingertips are tightly gripping the wine glass, pressing out a circle of blood.

The white ones are whiter, and the red ones are redder, just like the best nephrite jade, with traces of red threads wandering in the jade white, which looks warm and cool to the touch.If it hadn't been interrupted by Jiang Tai, Yan Zhuoqing would almost have grabbed it.

"This time there are two Laos, Jiang will toast first." Jiang Taichao Yan Zhuoqing and Wen Lun toasted and drank happily.

"It should be, and it's my good fortune to know Young Master Jiang." Yan Zhuoqing responded with a handsome and unrestrained expression, and praised, "It really is a good wine."

Jiang Tai became more interested, and pulled Yan Zhuoqing to fight for wine.

In the end, it turned out that Wen Lun was being stalked by Jiang Tai to drink more, while Yan Zhuoqing himself hadn't bottomed out, watching them fight with a smile on his face, even though it was just Wen Lun's unilateral drinking .

"I didn't expect Mr. Wen to look thin and small, but he can hold so much alcohol. Come again!" Jiang Taixing nodded, and changed his seat to Wen Lun's side.Although he seemed to be in high spirits, seeing Wen Lun almost breathless with his arms around his neck, he might not be sober.

Yan Zhuoqing's mind was on Jiang Jiuwan, so he immediately noticed Jiang Jiuwan's suppressed coughing, and his complexion became extremely pale at some point, which made Yan Zhuoqing feel that he would fall down in a second.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand to support Jiang Jiuwan, in exchange for a surprised look.

Others noticed this too.

"Wan'er, are you feeling unwell?" Mrs. Jiang asked worriedly.

"It's okay, it's just that it's time to take the medicine." Jiang Jiuwan stopped Mrs. Jiang who was about to get up.Chaoyan and Zhuoqing smiled apologetically, "I'm really sorry, I can only excuse myself."

Yan Zhuoqing was still supporting him on his back: "I will leave with the young master, I am a little too drunk."

One of Jiang Tai and Wen Lun was not sober, and the other was completely drunk. Mrs. Jiang still had to keep an eye on her, so she nodded helplessly, and hired a servant to leave with the two of them: "Then it will be hard work to save your soul." He's a hero."

The servant went ahead to hold the lamp.

The moonlight fell on the eaves of the corridor, overflowing, half-folded and scattered on the ground, and fell on Jiang Jiuwan in fine pieces.

I don't know if it was because Yan Zhuoqing combed his breath for him or because of the moonlight, but Jiang Jiuwan's complexion looked much better, as white as a magnolia, lingering with the erratic orchid fragrance, and dressed in plain and elegant white, like a fairy who is not stained by the world.

I have to say that Young Master Jiang's eyelashes are really long, Yan Zhuoqing sighed, he was half a step behind Jiang Jiuwan, although he had withdrawn his strength, but his hands were still on Jiang Jiuwan's back, and he could see Jiang Jiuwan when he turned his head. Looking at his side face, it was easy to notice the obvious peeping.

"Young Master Jiang, what are you doing looking at me?"

Jiang Jiuwan was caught suddenly, and the butterfly wings with trembling eyelashes swept a few times, his face didn't know whether it was shame or something, a bright red floated up, and the fairy who was not stained by the world for a moment fell into the mortal world: "I'm sorry. "

Lively and fragrant.

Yan Zhuoqing felt that this young master of the Jiang family was more worthy of the phrase "delicious in color, fragrance and taste" than the jade plate delicacy just now.

"Actually, I don't really care. I'm just curious. Why has Mr. Jiang been staring at me since he first appeared?"

"I just...wanted to thank Yijian Daxia, thank you just now." Jiang Jiuwan's face became more and more red, but there was a gentle and polite smile on his face, which made people want to tease him

"You're welcome, after all, I have a destiny with the young master." Yan Zhuoqing leaned closer and smiled, "What else?"

Young Master Jiang was still in the shame of being caught, but he didn't realize that the two of them were too close.

Yan Zhuoqing was not in a hurry, she stared closely at his eyes and waited slowly.

"One sword hero, it's different from what is written in the book." Jiang Jiuwan finally couldn't help turning his face slightly.

It doesn't look like a white magnolia, but it looks like a red sky.

"In the book? Is it written that I have three heads and six arms? Or can I see through hell?" Yan Zhuoqing was narrowed, he knew that those boring people in the world always like to arrange something about him.

Young Master Jiang pursed his lips tightly and didn't say any more, and happened to arrive at Jiang Jiuwan's courtyard, Yan Zhuoqing had no choice but to let him go.

"One sword hero, see you tomorrow." After Jiang Jiuwan finished speaking, he stood there and waited for Yan Zhuoqing to say goodbye to him.

"Young master Jiang." Yan Zhuoqing shouted.

Jiang Jiuwan looked up at him.The clear moonlight fell into his eyes, which were like colored glaze.

"You can call me Yan Zhuoqing." His voice was extremely low, deep but clear in Jiang Jiuwan's ears.

Jiang Jiuwan froze for a moment before realizing it was his name.

"Of course you can also call me Great Xia Yan Zhuoqing, Great Xia Yan, Yan Zhuoqing, and Zhuo Qing."

Jiang Jiuwan's blushing face just faded away.

"Hero Yan, see you tomorrow." Jiang Jiuwan finally chose a moderate title that fits the relationship between the two of them.

"See you tomorrow."

Jiang Jiuwan walked with small strides but fast.

"Hero of the sword, your room is in front, follow me." Seeing Yan Zhuoqing standing still for a long time, the servant couldn't help but said.

Yan Zhuoqing moved his steps: "Is my room close to your young master's?"

The servant replied politely: "The room Madam arranged for the hero is just opposite the lotus pond."

The lotus pond is just opposite to the little prince's courtyard.

The author says:

Note: Hongmantian is a small theater of orchids—the little boy waits obediently. jpg: Why doesn't he say goodbye to me?