Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

Chapter 550 The emperor is really good drinker

Wu Hongming didn't know this, but when he saw Lu Liangwei's boldness, he praised, "Miss Weiwei really has a good drink!"

Lu Liang was very embarrassed when he heard the words, but unfortunately, he couldn't explain it well, so he had to say modestly: "I'm low on alcohol, so Uncle Wu laughed."

Ling Lihua sat on the other side of Lu Liangwei. At this moment, she stretched out her hand to wrap her shoulders, "Weiwei, let's have a drink with our mothers."

Lu Liang nodded slightly, "Okay." Just as Zhuyu was about to pour "wine", Long Marting had already brought a cup in front of her.

Lu Liangwei hesitated before taking it. He was a little worried, but he was relieved when he didn't smell the wine.

She raised her glass and touched it with Ling Lihua, "I wish my mother good health, young and beautiful!"

Ling Lihua stretched out her hand and squeezed her face, "This little mouth is really sweet. My mother wishes you happiness, too." As he said, she raised her head and drank the wine in the glass.

Lu Liang smiled brighter, and also drank the tea in the cup.

She didn't want to lie to her mother, but now she felt a bit hard to get off.

Forget it, let's wait a while and leave the table to confess with my mother.

Thinking, she held her forehead and looked like she could not drink enough, "I don't know how to drink, please drink."

When everyone saw her like this, they didn't force her.

It was rare to drink at the same table with the emperor, and Wu Hongming was the first to find Long Martingale.

"The emperor's drinking capacity is very good, can you enjoy a drink?" After a pause, he explained, "I'm a vulgar person, I don't know the etiquette. The emperor shouldn't blame it."

With that, he poured a glass of wine and brought it to Long Martingale.

When everyone saw him, they all squeezed a cold sweat for him.

Although the emperor was eating at the same table with them today, no matter what, they were also emperors. Wu Hongming was too reckless.

If the emperor is offended, the punishment is also light.

The old beggar is a little worried for him!

Lu Liang turned his head slightly and looked at Long Martingale's complexion. Seeing that his complexion was as usual, he didn't show any displeasure, and he was slightly relieved.

Long Yang glanced at the wine glass Wu Hongming held in front of him, but did not accept it.

"What's the point of drinking with a glass?" As he said, he directly picked up the bowl that Lu Liangwei had placed in front of him, and drank it directly.

Wu Hongming was stunned. After reacting, he laughed happily, "The emperor is refreshing, what's the meaning of drinking with a bowl, it's better..." He directly put two wine jars on the table, and one raised it in front of Dragon Martingale. "It's a pleasure to drink with guts, what does the emperor think?"

At this time, everyone could see that Wu Hongming was not looking for the emperor to drink, he clearly wanted to embarrass the emperor.

He is too bold to be afraid of offending the emperor?

Lu Liang glanced at Wu Hongming in surprise, why did Uncle Wu embarrass the emperor?

Ling Lihua frowned. Just about to drink Wu Hongming, she saw Long Marting stand up and uncovered the mud seal on the wine jar.

"Since Mr. Wu is so interested, I am disrespectful." After all, he raised the wine jar and drank with his head up.

"The emperor..." Lu Liang frowned slightly, trying to stop it, but it was too late.

Although the emperor's body has long been fine, but such a drinking method is very hurtful.

Seeing this, Wu Hongming couldn't help but sang his cheers, "The emperor is really good drinker!" He said, not to be left behind, and drank the wine jar.

Another table.

"Miss Lin, I always think you are very kind, have we met before?" Lu Yi stared at Lin Qingyuan and said with a smile.

The corners of Zhao Gan's mouth twitched. Could this be a clever way of meeting people?

Lin Qingyuan gave Chuyi a weird look, "I haven't seen you, uncle."

uncle?

I only drank the drink in my mouth on the first day of the new year, and almost spewed out.

(End of this chapter)