After being bound by the eating and broadcasting system, I became a heartthrob

Today is probably a good day.

Chu Qing hooked the corner of his mouth, picked up the wine glass that had just been filled, raised his head and drank it down in one gulp.

If it is said that everything was staged as scheduled according to his ideas at the beginning, then the latter play was simply an unexpected big surprise.

He just glanced at Chu Rui's face after Chu Yu left the table, and almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

For some reason, Chu Qing felt more and more recently that Chu Rui was a thorn in his side and a thorn in his flesh, especially when he was walking with his sixth brother, it was an eyesore no matter how he looked at it, and he had to get rid of it quickly.

He had already drank more than a dozen glasses, and the maid next to him was hesitant to fill him up again, so Chu Qing turned his head and glanced at her, beckoning her to pour the wine.

Usually, he just tasted wine, but when he was so presumptuous, even Empress Zhen Yuan noticed his abnormality and frowned.

She glanced at him lightly, and reminded in a deep voice, "Don't be greedy."

Chu Aotian, who was watching the song and dance performance, heard this sentence, turned his head, glanced at Chu Qing who had nothing unusual on his face, smiled and waved to Zhen Yuan, "Queen, why are you more rigid than me? Young people, it’s not a big deal to drink a few more glasses.”

Zhen Yuan frowned, and before he could say anything, he saw Chu Qing put down his cup, "Mother, my son will stop drinking."

His movements were almost the same as those of ordinary people, but he faintly revealed drunkenness, and even his tone became a lot tougher, gradually showing a different appearance from his usual gentleness.

Zhen Yuan looked at him strangely, but because Chu Aotian was still at the side, he frowned and didn't say anything.

Li Jingming didn't quite understand what Chu Yu meant, so he could only stare blankly at him. After a long time, Chu Yu didn't say anything, but he blushed first.

He lowered his head and hurriedly said, "I'll go back to the table first."

Not caring about etiquette, he waved his hands, turned around and left with messy steps, his back still a little hasty.

Chu Yu looked at his back dumbfounded, Lan'er was also speechless for a moment, and scolded, "Your Highness Sixth Prince, is this person too rude?"

"It's okay, he's just like that," Chu Yu smiled and waved his hands, indicating that he didn't care, "That's his cuteness, if he's careful, he won't look like him."

Lan'er curled her lips and stomped her feet, "Your Highness, you are always like this. If this continues, how will those who are not as good as you know how to respect you?"

Chu Yu shook her hand, signaling that she needn't say any more.

Lan'er sighed, seeing that Chu Yu's mood had improved a lot, although she felt awkward in her heart, she was still a little grateful to that person, and she didn't know how the Sixth Prince met him.

Chu Yu returned to the banquet, and the banquet was coming to an end.

After he was seated, Chu Rui might want to say something to him, hesitated for a moment, and just said lightly, "Come back?"

Chu Yu nodded.

He raised his head, only to realize that Meng Zhenzhi, who was supposed to be sitting opposite him, was talking to Li Jingming, who was sitting next to him.

After Chu Yu came back, Li Jingming gave Chu Yu a shy look, and hurriedly looked away.

Feeling something, Meng Zhenzhi raised his head, and looked at Chu Yu thoughtfully, but quickly moved his eyes away, as if the two of them just happened to meet their eyes.

Chu Yu felt that he was a little strange, but he just said that it was strange. He could only think that he had only met him a few times and didn't know him well.

The strangest thing was that Chu Qing, who was supposed to be in the top position, went somewhere.

Chu Yu turned her head to the side, looked at Chu Qiong who was knocking on the table with chopsticks boredly, and asked in a low voice, "Qioner, do you know where the Crown Prince is going?"

Chu Qiong raised her head in a daze, as if she didn't know which highness the prince was referring to. When she saw an empty seat above, she suddenly realized, "Brother Prince? He seems to have drunk too much and left the table to rest."

I also wondered why Chu Yu suddenly mentioned Chu Qing, but Chu Yu nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

Chu Rui heard their conversation, and suddenly said from the side, "What did you ask him for?"

Chu Yu didn't want to talk to him, so he picked up the chopsticks on the table and ate a few casual mouthfuls, saying perfunctorily, "It's nothing, I just feel a little strange."

Chu Rui looked at his cold side face and sighed in his heart.

He knew what Chu Yu was talking about, and he also knew that he was not such an unreasonable person, but if he said that it would be difficult for him to slow down in a while, he didn't ask for trouble.

Until the banquet was over, Chu Yu didn't say a word, just kept eating with suspense, until even Chu Qiong was worried that he would be full.

After the banquet was over, Chu Yu went straight back to Tingzhulou.

Hearing that the palace lanterns outside the bamboo building were still on, and the night was chilly, Lan Er brought a fox fur cloak and put it on for him. On the cloak, there was a circle of snow-white fox fur on the shoulders, which was soft and warm. Chu Yu couldn't help but Shrunk his neck.

This fox fur looked familiar, Chu Yu touched it, but didn't think of it for a long time, so he could only put this thought away for the time being.

He was in a hurry, and the two eunuchs who were usually guarding the door saw that Chu Yu had come back and knelt down to meet him, but their expressions were a little strange, as if they wanted to say something, but they dared not say it because they were afraid.

Chu Yu was pretentious, so she didn't notice, just nodded and walked in.

When Chu Yu walked into the hall, the two eunuchs whispered together.

One of the younger eunuchs said worriedly, "Should we really not tell the master about this? What if the master blames it afterwards?"

Another eunuch slapped his hat with one hand, "Think about it, our master has a good temper, and think about that one again, if you offend him, do you still want to die?"

The little eunuch pouted aggrievedly, "I think that temper is quite good."

Another eunuch glared at him resentfully, pulled him closer and lowered his voice, "You, you have to learn more, in this palace, you can't just look at the surface of everything."

Along the way, there were night guard ladies who walked by Chu Yu in a hurry, as if they were afraid that Chu Yu would see something strange. Normally, they wished to take a sneak peek at Chu Yu, but today they didn't even turn their heads. Dare to lift it, even the dullest person can detect it.

Chu Yu's footsteps paused, and suddenly said to a court lady who was walking at the back, "Stop."

Before these words fell to the ground, a circle of palace ladies passing by suddenly scattered like birds and birds, and one of them was tripped by the palace skirt and crawled away with his hind legs.

Chu Yu rubbed her head helplessly, wondering again whether he had no majesty in their hearts.

He turned his head and looked at Lan'er who had been following him all the time, "Sister Lan'er, you think there is something wrong."

Lan'er had something on her mind, and when she was asked suddenly, she raised her head in a daze, and shook her head, "Master, what's the matter?"

Chu Yu, "Forget it."

All the way back to the bedroom, Lan'er blessed her body, "Your Highness Sixth Prince, I will go and tell them to bring water to bathe Your Highness."

Chu Yu nodded, "Go."

After Lan'er left, Chu Yu walked back to the inner hall alone.

It was only late autumn, and charcoal fires had already been burned in the hall, and the roasted hall was so warm that Chu Yu still felt a little hot in his cloak, so he took off his cloak, threw it aside, and fanned it with his hands.

It was just this wind that made Chu Yu notice something that he hadn't noticed when he first entered the hall.

There is a faint scent of sandalwood in the hall.

This reminded Chu Yu of a not-so-pleasant afternoon.

He frowned, and just as he was about to find the source of the sandalwood, a warm body covered him behind him, with his arms around his waist, and then there was the sound of cloth rubbing against each other.

Chu Yu frowned slightly, smelling the faint smell of alcohol, "Brother Emperor, you don't go back to your East Palace, what are you doing here to listen to the bamboo building? Could it be that you drank too much and went to the wrong place?"

No wonder the maids and eunuchs all the way along the way were so secretive, they probably saw Chu Qing coming in, but they didn't dare to stop him, and they didn't even dare to tell Chu Yu.

Has this person covered the sky with one hand in this palace?

The man behind him rested his chin on his shoulder, and gave a deep laugh, his chest trembling, "Your brother, you are so cute."

Chu Yu just wanted to turn around and push him away, but was imprisoned by him, unable to move at all.

Chu Qing hugged him, and sighed in his ear, "Imperial brother, you know, I am very happy today, very, very happy."

Chu Yu heard his drunkenness, moved her shoulders, and asked perfunctorily, "Oh? Did something good happen today? Can you make Brother Huang so happy?"

So happy to sneak into his temple?

Chu Qing tilted his head against his shoulder and thought for a while, then nodded, "It is indeed a good thing."

Chu Yu wanted to pull his hand away, "Brother Huang, let me go first."

Chu Qing shook his head, his tone was still a bit childish, and he snorted willfully, "No, let me let you go, you are going to the Second Emperor Brother again."

Chu Yu sighed, not knowing whether he was really drunk or pretending to be drunk, so he could only coax him first, "Brother Huang, let me go first, I promise I won't go to look for my second brother."

Chu Qing nodded, and really slowly let go of her arms.

Before Chu Yu escaped from his embrace, he suddenly felt dizzy, and when he came back to his senses, Chu Qing hugged him directly.

Chu Qing shook him easily, and taught a lesson in dissatisfaction, "Young brother, eat more on weekdays, you know? Why are you so thin?"

Chu Yu,"......."

He was picked up horizontally, and the only point of strength on his body was the person holding him. He held onto Chu Qing's sleeve tightly, barely kept his balance, and asked helplessly, "Brother Huang, what do you want to do?" ?”

Now Chu Yu really believed that he was drunk, otherwise he would not have done such a presumptuous thing. Chu Qing usually has a restrained and gentle appearance. Although there will be intimacy, it will never be like This is the case now, and it will even go too far.

Chu Qing threw him on the couch.

Before Chu Yu could rub his waist, which was pretending to be in pain, Chu Qing leaned over, touched his waist with one hand, rubbed it for him, and asked softly, "Why, did it hurt you?" ?”

It was very strange to hear this, so Chu Yu chose to remain silent.

Seeing his face from the front, Chu Yu couldn't believe that he was drunk. Except for the faint smell of alcohol on his body, there was no trace of drunkenness on his face, and he was even calmer and gentler than usual.

He was still wearing the clothes from the banquet just now, and he probably came to Tingzhulou directly after leaving the banquet, waiting for Chu Yu to come back.

The hand on Chu Yu's waist only stayed for a moment, and then gradually moved up from his waist.

The flickering candles in the hall flickered a few times, and dimmed a little. The scorching air seemed to melt people into this ambiguous night.

Chu Yu clenched her fists secretly, looked at Chu Qing calmly, and reminded without any ups and downs in her tone, "Brother Huang, you and I are siblings, brothers."

After pausing for a while, the hand continued to move up, lifting his chin.

Chu Qing smiled lightly, looked into Chu Yu's eyes, and said word by word, "Imperial Brother, don't you know if you and I are siblings?"

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(Handing the microphone) For an interview, hello, Mr. Meng, what do you think about the fact that you have to be scolded no matter whether you appear or not?

Meng Zhenzhi: ...... Wasn't it you who was scolded?

Thank you cutie for the thunder

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