Chapter 70 A pot of turbid wine and all the rest of the fun

After singing "Farewell", Shen Qinglan felt a little sad and couldn't help but think of her former classmates.

For her, the old world has been completely gone and there is no way she can go back.

For Mu Xingze, this song is like Shen Qinglan's elegant summary of their regrets.

I ask you when you will return here, and don't linger when you come back.

Mu Xingze's nose felt sour, and he suddenly turned around and said with a smile: "At this moment, it would be great if there was a bottle of wine, it would better suit the scene of your song."

"Aze wants some wine, and I happened to bring it today."

Shen Qinglan turned around suddenly, and Zhao Shun was standing at the carriage.

"uncle……"

Mu Xingze now hates this uncle very much. Even so, he still thinks that Zhao Shun is doing it for the future of the entire Nanyang Marquis Mansion. Moreover, Zhao Shun does not know about him and Sisi.

Zhao Shun took the wine bottle from Murong Duan and came to them.

"How can we say farewell without wine? Azze, you are too careless."

Zhao Shun handed the wine bottle in his hand to Mu Xingze. Mu Xingze unscrewed the lid and drank a few big sips. Feeling unsatisfied, he drank more.

"Brother Xingze, drink less." Shen Qinglan was a little worried. He would have to rush back to Luoping City soon. What would happen if he drank too much?

Zhao Shun took the wine bottle, glanced at Shen Qinglan, and then drank a few big gulps, no less drunk than Mu Xingze.

"You two..."

Shen Qinglan was a little helpless, and she didn't want to persuade him.

"Aze, you are about to return to Kyoto. Remember to come to Prince Heng's Mansion to find me."

Zhao Shun said and patted Mu Xingze on the shoulder.

"My uncle has many things to do, so I might not be able to attend to him." Mu Xingze declined politely.

Zhao Shun smiled, not caring at all, and said: "Our two families are relatives after all, and you are also my cousin's only son. If you have any questions, just ask me. My uncle will take you to appreciate the prosperity of Kyoto. Don't worry, in such a beautiful place,

In the cloudy Kyoto, you will forget all your worries."

Say it, Zhao Shun picked up the wine bottle and drank a few more sips. A wisp of wine slid down his neck, and Shen Qinglan handed him the handkerchief.

Zhao Shun looked down and saw that this was his own handkerchief. Did she give it back to him?

Seeing that Zhao Shun didn't answer, Shen Qinglan said, "Little prince, I have already washed this handkerchief. Thank you for lending it to me that day."

Zhao Shun sneered, then took the handkerchief over and raised the wine bottle in front of Mu Xingze.

Seeing Mu Xingze drinking again, Shen Qinglan couldn't help but sigh.

Can you two have such a good time drinking?

Not even a plate of peanuts...

Mu Xingze directly wiped the corner of his mouth with his sleeve and said: "Uncle, even though there are so many beauties in Kyoto, my nephew is not interested. What I want is just a close friend. I can't get it, and I will never get it again in my lifetime.

Feared."

"The mountains are high and the roads are far away. I hope you will take good care of me."

When Zhao Shun said this, it was no different than giving an order to expel the guests.

Shen Qinglan looked at Mu Xingze worriedly, "Brother Xingze, why don't you stay in Fuguang County for a day and set off tomorrow. You just drank so much wine, I'm afraid it will be inconvenient on the road, and if something unexpected happens,

Doesn’t it make everyone uncomfortable?”

Mu Xingze's eyes were a little blurry. He wanted to hold Shen Qinglan's hand, but he had no reason to do so.

"After a pot of turbid wine, the remaining joy is gone, and after listening to my sister's song, there is nothing to be afraid of anymore. Sister Sisi, cherish it."

After Mu Xingze said that, he turned around, got on his horse, and galloped away.

"Brother Xingze, be careful on the road!"

Watching his leaving figure, Shen Qinglan was very worried. She turned around and wanted to ask Zhao Shun to send someone for protection, but she met his staring eyes.

"The young prince...the young marquis drank wine. I'm afraid it will be inconvenient to go back like this. I would like to ask the young marquis to send someone to look after him."

"He is my nephew, so I will do it naturally without your need to plead."

Zhao Shun said, picked up the wine bottle and took another sip.

Shen Qinglan still had something important to discuss with him. It would be troublesome if he died of drunkenness like this. He quickly said: "My dear prince, you'd better stop drinking. It's easy to hurt your body."

"Injury to the body...don't you remember that I am the king of Hailiang?"

Zhao Shun chuckled, not caring about her reminder at all, and raised his head and took another sip.

When Mu Xingze drank with him just now, she only consoled him. Now that he was gone, she thought of him.

Has this girl’s conscience been eaten by a dog?

"Uh... I know that the young prince has a lot of food, but it's not interesting to drink in this wilderness. Besides, there are no food and drinks, so why not go back to the inn and drink?" Shen Qinglan persuaded in a roundabout way.

"When you return to the inn, will you drink with me?"

Zhao Shun took a step closer to her, and she subconsciously took half a step back.

"good."

Zhao Shun threw the wine bottle to the side of the road, grabbed Shen Qinglan's hand, and led her onto the horse.

"Come on, drink with me."

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Zhao Shun rode very fast along the way, not caring about the trembling guy in his arms.

Shen Qinglan closed her eyes tightly throughout the whole process, fearing that she would be thrown out by the horse accidentally along with him, but fortunately she landed safely in the end.

When they arrived at the inn, Zhao Shun was not polite, took her arm and went upstairs. Murong Duan, who followed behind, quickly arranged a banquet.

Not long after, there were several dishes and a bottle of wine on the table in Room 1.

Shen Qinglan breathed a long sigh of relief, that's all, it's time to have lunch, it's better than tasteless white porridge and steamed buns.

Zhao Shun poured a glass for Shen Qinglan with his own hands, "You came to me today because you have something to say."

Shen Qinglan was startled, thinking that this guy was going to drink wine with her and go crazy, but he didn't expect that this guy was not drunk at all!

"Well, I want to ask..."

"Drink this glass of wine first."

Zhao Shun interrupted her and raised his wine glass himself.

Shen Qinglan was a little angry, whether he was allowed to say it or not.

After finishing the glass, she was about to continue talking about Yi Feng, but Zhao Shun stopped her again.

"The song you sang today...I don't want to hear it again."

"ah?"

She also knew that her singing was not very good, so she nodded repeatedly, "Don't worry, I will never sing again in the future! Just this once."

"It's okay for you to sing with others, just don't let me hear it..."

Zhao Shun felt that the song was too sad, and he didn't want a day of farewell between him and her. If it really happened, he didn't want to hear her use that song to say goodbye to him.

"good."

Zhao Shun poured another glass of wine. Seeing this, Shen Qinglan quickly added some vegetables to him and put them on the plate.

"Now that everything is back, the young prince no longer needs to drink dry food, which is not good for his stomach."

Seeing how attentive she was, Zhao Shun felt a little better and said, "Go ahead."

Shen Qinglan shook his head, "Don't worry, you eat first."

This ancestor finally got into a good mood. If she adds trouble at this juncture, wouldn't she be asking for trouble?

(End of chapter)

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