Chapter 82: I wish I was drunk

The wine was slightly drunk, and Ye Tianling drank a few glasses, and then he knew that the wine was indeed strong and good. The forward strength is clear and moist, and the stamina is deep and mellow. The fragrant cotton that is in a trance between the internal organs is worth drunk.
It is true that he is never drunk, but he is not drunk. He is not drunk just because he can't be drunk, he doesn't want to be drunk, and no one makes him drunk.
Qing Chen touched the piano and sang, jade chopsticks clothed vegetables, whispered and laughed with him softly. Ye Tianling listened to her quietly with his forehead supported, his face was as cold as usual, and the thin corners of his mouth seemed to be inadvertently pursed when encountering things, but it was a faint smile.
Qing Chen had also seen countless people getting drunk, even a gentle and elegant person like Ye Tianzhan would have three points of unrestrained and unruly wine in the drunk. And he happened to be so peaceful, quietly saying nothing.
If you say that he is drunk, he really wants to answer your words clearly as promised; if you say that he is not drunk, he is no longer his usual.
In the middle of the night, Yueying enters the room dimly, Qing Chen is really overwhelmed with alcohol, she has long been lost, holding the hip flask, and smiling: "It's empty again, Brother Si, you can't drink anymore, you will be really drunk if you drink! "
Ye Tianling smiled faintly and looked down at her: "Don't you want to see me who is drunk?"
"Then are you drunk?" Qing Chen asked.
Ye Tianling looked at the moonlight outside the window, paused for a moment, shook hands into a fist, and stretched out in front of him, his slender fingers were dry and stable. If he held a sword, there was no doubt that he could seal his throat with a sword.
He watched quietly for a while, and said, "Wine, I have drunk too much, but it doesn't look like it, is it?"
"There is no such drunk." Qing Chen said softly.
"Well, maybe not." Ye Tianling's eyes were so dark that he said lightly, "But I told myself since the first time I drank, no matter how much I drink, one cannot be drunk."
"why?"
"Because I am drunk, I don't know what I am going to do." Ye Tianling said.
"Will you be tired all the time?"
"Wake up drunk, it's actually more tired." Ye Tianling slowly closed his eyes and ridiculed, "Why bother yourself."
Qing Chen looked at him intently, the resolute silhouette in front of her eyes was soft with the slight smile on her lips, making her look obsessed.
She reached out and touched his lips: "In front of me, do you want to control yourself like this?"
Ye Tianling opened his eyes, and a gentle expression appeared in his eyes: "With you, I am not drunk."
Qing Chen's cheeks were red, and she stood up with a smile, but her body shook softly. She reached out to help the table and fell into Ye Tianling's embrace.
Ye Tianling leaned over to look at her, as if there was magic in the depths of her pupils, it made people dizzy and lost in it. With a slight effort, he led her to the smoke tent behind him. The silk was soft and silky. It touched the skin that was hot due to alcohol, and it was as warm as water, passing across his heart.
The moonlight is like a light gauze, faintly spreading the window lattices, spilling all over the floor, clear and quiet.
Qing Chen was surrounded by the familiar breath of Ye Tianling's body. His body temperature was like a deep ocean, which contained her everywhere, causing her to almost drown in such warmness.
Ye Tianling approached her, pressed a kiss on her forehead, hugged her and leaned against the couch, watching her quietly. Qing Chen did not speak either. In the tranquility of that moment, she could hear the beating of his heart, the slight voice was so clear in her mind, there was no barrier, he belonged to her, just as she also belonged to him, completely Have each other without reservation.
A room is quiet, silence is better than sound.
I don't know how long it has passed, Ye Tianling looked away from Qingchen's smiling face, closed her eyes and sighed: "Qing'er, I hope I can protect you in this life and this life, so that you can smile like this forever, away from the sadness and sorrow of the world."
"If you are by your side in sorrow and sorrow, it doesn't matter in fact." Qing Chen muttered softly.
Ye Tianling slowly shook his head, and smiled as if there was a seemingly non-existent smile on his lips: "If I'm there, I will just smile for you."
"Then you have to spoil me and love me, so you can't control me." Qing Chen said.
Ye Tianling raised her hand and scratched her nose: "If you are happy, what do I care about you?"
Qing Chen raised his eyes: "Aren't you afraid of me getting into trouble?"
Ye Tian Ling Jian raised his eyebrows slightly, but said, "Not afraid."
Qing Chen deliberately sighed: "His Royal Highness is indeed a man who uses military strategy well, and he wants to catch it, so I am embarrassed to get into trouble."
With eyes facing each other, the two laughed at the same time, and suddenly Ye Tianling glanced out of the window.
Qing Chen heard a sound of breaking through the air in the distance, and when he watched, there was a soft noise in the night sky, and the silver light was spilling, which was actually dazzling fireworks.
"Oh!" Qing Chen stood up and shouted, "Almost forgot, Brother Si, let's go watch the fireworks!"
Seeing her staggering, Ye Tianling had to run out and held her hand: "I just drank and went out to blow the air, what fireworks?"
Qing Chen said: "Si Weiyun asked an old craftsman to make it specially. It is extremely delicate and can only be seen in Shuzhong. I will send Shenjiying to the backwater levee. Tonight I will congratulate you on your birthday and the completion of the dam. !"
"Only you have a lot of tricks." Ye Tianling smiled helplessly, and walked out with her.
On the banks of the Backwater River, several young soldiers in Shenjiying have placed fireworks on the side of the embankment, and occasionally lighted a cloud-piercing arrow. The roar broke into the night sky with a clear and sharp sound, bringing out a firework that seemed to exist or not.
In the first half of the time, a few fireworks in the sky lit up first, opening layer by layer, reflecting the rivers and mountains.
Si Weiyun stood on the river bank and looked up, then turned to Wei Changzheng and said, "I haven't seen your Royal Highness and the princess come over, do you want to wait for a while?"
Wei Changzheng smiled and gestured back. Si Weiyun looked along his gaze. On a raised rock not far from the rock and the river, two people stood quietly, in white clothes and light fur, hand in hand.
A huge firework rose high, bursting into several layers in mid-air, and the two colors of gold and silver were intertwined, reflecting the night in all directions like day.
The rotten silver and gold, showing off the sky, shone clearly on Princess Ling's face. Jiang Feng was rustling, blowing the white fur slightly, her hands clasped together seemed to be praying silently, the snowy jade sculpture's face was holy and pious, and the lively night breeze seemed so quiet, it seemed that all the noise of the world was gone. In her tenderness, so profound tenderness.
It was the look of a wife when she thought of her husband, soft and peaceful.
Si Weiyun was in a daze. He once overlooked the courtier's calm Gaohua from the Taiji Hall, once kept the decisive sharpness in the Heavenly Secret Mansion, once pointed the mountains and rivers on the backwater Gaoling, and used to talk in front of the military plan. All this seems to be an illusion at all, making him almost think that his memory is wrong.
Princess Qingping, the prostitute of the Feng family, and the imperial Xiuyi, none of this ever existed.
She is just a woman, a woman standing quietly next to her husband, a woman who stands side by side with him and never abandons.
Or, it was the steady and warm hand on her shoulder that made her look so calm and her smile so dazzling.
Everyone's eyes were looking at the gorgeous fireworks, but Ling Wang quietly looked at his wife next to him. There was a faint light of fire in his seldom emotional eyes, and he was full of tenderness.
It is destined that only this enigmatic woman can make Ling Wang's ruthlessness be over, and only a man like Ling Wang can make such a woman fall in love with each other. It is only these two people who are worthy of him, worthy of Yue Qingyun, worthy of the early Tang Dynasty, worthy of Wei Changzheng following around and vowing to death.
Si Weiyun sighed deeply and looked at Dingqiaoling in the distance, secretly wishing away. There are always things in the world that are not as good as one wants. It can't be said, but it turns out that people will never regret it.
"What wish did you make?" Seeing Qing Chen making a wish so earnestly, Ye Tianling watched from the side and finally couldn't help asking.
"I won't tell you." I don't know if he was reddened by a firework, or he was suddenly shy, and Qing Chen's face was faintly crimson, charming and charming.
Ye Tianling smiled, didn't ask, but said unhurriedly: "I just might have a wish."
Qing Chen raised his eyes and asked, Ye Tianling asked, "Do you want to exchange listening?"
A woman is naturally curious, how could she withstand the temptation, Qing Chen bit her red lip and thought for a while, and finally tiptoed and whispered in Ye Tianling's ear.
A smile appeared in Ye Tianling's eyes, arms folded slightly, and he whispered in a low voice: "This is not difficult, let's work hard tonight." The low voice, the ambiguous breath made her neck tickle, and she hid again. Unable to avoid it, he struggled and said, "It's your turn, just say it!"
Ye Tianling raised a hand and swept a strand of hair back into the hood for her, her clear eyes were deep and boundless, and her eyebrows were raised slightly, watching the sky full of fireworks lightly, and slowly said: "I wish I would be drunk and not want to wake up."
Qing Chen understands the meaning of his words and is silent.
The fireworks are dazzling one after another, seeming to burst into countless joys, clusters and clusters, heaven and earth.
The night wind was swaying and shaking, and the river flowed east with countless meteor-like rays, surging against the shore, and the waves were high and loud.
The deceased is like a husband. Qing Chen raised her head slightly and watched the bright and bright sky illuminate the sky, which was gorgeous and stunning.
So dazzling and bright, but so short.
Stars and streams of fire, bloom the most brilliant moment to the fullest, fleeting and falling into the world.
The beauty of sorrow is the most obsessive. She watched intently, and the joy in her heart suddenly fell into a little sadness. Jiang's breeze was cold and his eyes were slightly sour. Unconsciously, two lines of tears were shed quietly.
Ye Tianling seemed to feel her ups and downs immediately, and leaned over and asked, "Qing'er?"
But Qing Chen smiled with tears in her eyes: "I don't know if I am too happy, I always feel unreal." She took Ye Tianling's hand: "Four brother, will you accompany me to set off the fireworks?" While pulling him to run towards the embankment.
"Slow down," Ye Tianling said helplessly, "No one will fight you."
When Wei Changzheng saw the two suddenly coming over, they all leaned forward to bow. Ye Tianling raised his hand, before he had time to speak, he saw Qing Chen taking the incense from the guard on the side, smiling and preparing to light the fuse.
"I'm coming!" He grabbed her back, "You are not allowed to mess around."
"Then let's be together." Qing Chen held the incense with him and touched the fuse. The sparks flickered, and Ye Tianling quickly took her back a few steps, the fireworks skyrocketed, and the stars lit up everywhere, but they were the kind of close-up fire trees and silver flowers.
Layers of stars seem to have turned the surroundings into a magical world of fireworks, bright and dazzling, Qing Chen clapped his hands and laughed: "It's so beautiful!"
The fireworks specially made by the old craftsman is indeed a rare piece of craftsmanship. There are many varieties, Qing Chen picks and chooses, and one by one is set off to watch, laugh and play, and have fun.
Ye Tianling was always by her side, light and shadow one after another, casting a looming smile on his plain face. Wei Changzheng watched curiously and couldn't help but smile with Si Weiyun. Suddenly a soldier from the Shenji camp approached him and gave him something after saying a few words.
"His Royal Highness!" Wei Changzheng stepped forward and asked in a low voice.
Ye Tianling turned around, heard what he had reported quietly, and then took a letter in his hand and browsed it brightly with fireworks. After thinking about it, after a few words, he returned to Qing Chen: "There is also Which one hasn't tried?"
Tang Chu and Yue Qingyun both left the embankment immediately. Qing Chen knew that something must be done in the army. Although he was still in the mood, he lazily said: "I'm tired, I don't want to play anymore, let's go back."
Ye Tianling leaned over and smiled: "Why are you tired when you are in the mood? Play with you for a while."
Qing Chen shook his head: "I'm really a little tired, save a few to play later."
Ye Tianling didn't know what she was thinking, and said: "There is nothing serious, but Shenjiying intercepted a secret envoy Yu Su sent to Shu, and they have their own trial. It will not be too late to go tomorrow."
Qing Chen said softly: "It's about military affairs, how can we delay it? Go and see."
Ye Tianling took the incense in her hand and said, "I won't go anywhere tonight, I'll accompany you." The light in his eyes was faint, and there was a clean and dark darkness, and it seemed that he didn't care about military affairs at all.
Qing Chen was a little surprised when he saw that he really didn't intend to go there. Ye Tian Ling Jian raised his eyebrows: "Why, it's all this all day, so I won't let me rest even one night?"
Speaking casually, Qing Chen suddenly felt distressed. All year round, his heart is full of affairs and military affairs, not to mention the difficulties and obstacles, even if everything is easy, but it is unavoidable to worry about fatigue, so what about this special moment of luxury and indulgence?
That night, Ye Tianling accompanied Qingchen to burn all the fireworks, the night is boundless, and it seems that it will always be so dazzling, staying deep in the memory, and will not fade.
Later, they were really tired, and the two of them returned to the annex with unsatisfactory intentions. After Ye Tianling waited for Qing Chen to fall asleep, he still went to the barracks. It was almost early in the morning. When Qing Chen woke up, she only knew that she was still sleeping in Ye Tianling's arms. People said that a hundred years of cultivation can sleep together, but he and she have cultivated for thousands of lives.