Chapter 601: He is drunk

The maids, headed by Aftertaste, were surprised to see that their princess was dressed like this, and they quickly bowed their heads and saluted.
Nan Baoyi wrapped her chest around her chest, blushing and quickly fled behind the screen.
Xiao Yi lowered his eyes.
He was expressionless, his hands behind him twisted his wrists to crush the money.
Dan Feng's eyes were full of dark desires, and his Adam's apple was rolling imperceptibly.
As soon as possible, Nan Jiaojiao ran fast, but after just a glimpse, he still saw the girl's delicate white waist and her light pink pocket, and the fullness was ready to come out.
Used to play every night...
He knows the taste.
He closed his eyes, restrained the restlessness, and took a deep look at the girl who was ashamed and beaten by the screen, and took the file and left the study.
At the end of the veranda, fine snow fell outside the pavilions.
Gu Chongshan sat at the stone table and had tea.
He took the case file handed over by Xiao Yi and said indifferently: "Hunting in the Dongshan Forest Farm in the future, I have called two hundred masters from the West Plant, can you arrange it over there?"
Hunting is indispensable for the banquet between the two countries.
Xiao Yi and Gu Chongshan conspired to punish the Northern Wei mission on the hunting ground.
Xiao Yi disliked: "There are as many as four thousand guards in the Northern Wei Dynasty mission. You only send two hundred people. What are you going to do to feed them? Gu Chongshan, is it possible for you to expect this king to send troops, horses, and grass for you? "
Gu Chongshan played with the ebony beads and said lightly: "Chu Huaixiu is staring at the West Factory, how can I mobilize the manpower? Help me restore the country, I will help you win the 200,000 troops in the northern border of South Vietnam... King Jing will help me, no Help yourself too?"
Xiao Yi thought about the two hundred thousand soldiers and horses, but he could barely accept his request.
On the small red clay stove, boiled wine quietly.
The maid wrapped a wet handkerchief in the clay and carried her hands, and carefully poured wine for them.
"My daughter red for nearly 30 years..." Gu Chongshan took a sip, regretting, "It's still fragrant, but it's a pity that if you bury it for another half month, it will be 30 years of fine wine. Digging out this kind of knot, It must be the masterpiece of the Nanjia girl."
After speaking, I saw someone coming over the veranda.
The maids headed by the aftertaste hurriedly walked to the bedroom holding the bedding such as brocade quilts, embroidered pillows, and makeup.
Following the last girl, wearing a moon white cloak, crow hair scattered around her waist, under the light of palace lanterns, her white and tender face is beautiful and moving, her eyebrows and eye corners are smeared with peach blossoms and crimson, like hibiscus flowers blooming in late autumn. .
When she saw them, the girl gave a blessing, dropped her eyelashes, and walked away timidly.
Gu Chongshan's gaze chased her back, like a moth chasing a flame.
Xiao Yi was unhappy, and knocked on the table like a warning.
Seeing Gu Chongshan still staring, Xiao Yi picked up the hot liquor and poured it directly onto his face.
The sparkling wine slowly rolled down the corners of the man's overly delicate and feminine brows and eyes.
Unexpectedly, Gu Chongshan was not upset.
He retracted his gaze and wiped the liquor from his face with the white kerchief: "Just take a look, and you won't eat her, why are you angry?"
He knew that he was inferior to Xiao Yi and could not give Nan Baoyi honor and dignity.
From the beginning to the end, he never thought of breaking up their marriage. All he thought was that before leaving Nanyue, he would take a look at the Nanjia girl and take another look...
The rest of your life may be very long.
He will assist his younger brother to ascend to the throne, and he will travel all over the mountains and rivers of the Northern Wei Dynasty, but there is no other little girl named Nan Baoyi on that land, who smiles as innocently as her.
He still remembered the frustration of the little girl when he first met in his previous life.
He asked her what her name was.
The little girl is very sad: Nan Baoyi. My mother said, I hope someone will treat me like a jewel like a treasure, and have no worries about life.
At that time, he laughed and said: You are so downcast, no one will treat you like a pearl.
When we met in Jinguancheng in this life, he remembered what the little girl said to him before stepping on the carriage.
Nine thousand years old, in this life, many people treat me like pearls and treasures, I am very happy.
Nine thousand years old, I hope you will add luck every year, and everything will be auspicious.
Dan Feng's eyes were gleaming, as if she was close in front of her eyes.
Gu Chongshan drank a drink, his thin lips dyed with rare tenderness.
She is well in this life, and there are many people who treat her like pearls, so he is very happy.
The snow is still falling.
Gu Chongshan suddenly looked at Xiao Yi: "Xiao Daoyan, in this life, even if I escaped from the identity of the eunuch, I will not marry a wife. I am thinking about your Nan Jiaojiao. In the future, if you don't love her anymore, if so I'm tired of her, how about sending her to the Northern Wei Dynasty? I would like to treat her like a pearl and protect her for the rest of her life."
The light of palace lanterns flickered in the pavilions on the snowy night.
Xiao Yi saw Gu Chongshan's eyes flushed.
He was silent, and only toasted far away.
Both of them are good drinks.
The same knowledge of astronomy and geography, the same brutal resourcefulness, because of Nan Baoyi, who got together to drink and talk, can actually lead to half a confidant.
It was not until halfway through midnight that Xiao Yi returned to the bedroom.
He was drunk and drunk.
Picking up the tent, he grabbed Nan Baoyi, who was sleeping soundly in the bed, and kissed her on the cheek, and went straight to sleep.
Nan Baoyi reluctantly fell asleep after an hour because of her light pink pockets. Now she was suddenly awakened by him, and she was already awake, and coupled with the smell of smoky wine, she was even more out of breath. Call it one place.
"Xiao Yi!"
She called his name angrily.
The man breathed well.
Nan Baoyi struggled to get up, covered his nose uncomfortably, stretched out a slender jade finger, and uncomfortably untied his waist leather belt: "How much wine are you drinking!"
Xiao Yi did not respond.
His leather belt is made of cowhide, and the buttonhole is inlaid with metal. When Nan Baoyi was struggling to untie her, the man thought she was annoying, so he put her in his arms: "Don't make trouble..."
Nan Baoyi's head hit his chest.
His chest is very strong.
Nan Baoyi hit his head with pain, and was about to raise his head, but noticed that his hair was tangled in the buckle of his leather belt.
The girl was anxious and hurried to untie her hair. She cursed vigorously: "Next time you have a drink with someone in the middle of the night, go to the study to sleep directly. Isn't it?"
Bai Nen's fingertips pulled her hair vigorously.
But found that the more tugged, the tighter the hair.
In the end, her head was hung on Xiao Yi's belt.
But the man slept very well.
Nan Baoyi: "..."
She can't move at all!
So angry!
It was only aftertaste that they had seen the stray of a man wearing a light pink little pocket, and she was embarrassed to call them to come in and help, so she was aggrieved and hoped that when Xiao Yi woke up tomorrow, she would let him untie her hair.
The next day.
Xiao Yi's wake-up time is quite fixed.
He slowly opened his eyes when the first ray of sunlight came through the tent in the morning.
Looking down, I saw Nan Baoyi sleeping under his waist.
Most of his small face was buried in his...
There.