After a jar of wine, Murong Yifeng obviously talked too much, so he opened two jars of wine. He did not rush to continue drinking. Instead, he looked at Chu Liuyun, shook his head and sighed: "I think you are a pretty good person, and you are not bad for Qiqi, but why are you so confused?"

After saying that, he raised the wine jar and drank two big mouthfuls, sighing: "Happy!"

When Chu Liuyun heard him mention this, he felt a little sad. Although he could speak lightly when he was just talking to the fifth emperor, in fact, only he knew how difficult it was to let him go to Qiqi.

He raised the wine jar and drank slowly. Before he knew it, he drank most of the jar again. He put the jar down, looked up at Mingyue, and smiled and said, "Yes, why was I so confused at the beginning?"

Why didn’t I see Qiqi’s goodness and her grievances?

Murong Yifeng scolded him right. He was really confused, he was so confused!

He raised the jar and poured it down again with a big mouth, without stopping at all.

But Murong Yifeng put down the wine jar in his hand, looked at him, and after a while, he said, "Do you really like my Seventh Emperor Girl?"

He was stunned, drank all the remaining wine, threw it down the empty jar, and said, "It's enough to have her in this life."

"So you're serious?"

Chu Liuyun didn't care, and opened the third jar of wine. Looking at the sealing mouth that was being slapped open, she was already a little drunk in her eyes.

I took a few big mouthfuls to hold the altar, but although I didn't get drunk, my face turned a little flushed.

"It's a pity that she doesn't want to give me a chance to compensate." Maybe she drank a few more sips and talked too much. Compared with the gentle and gentle Prince Yun who was usually gentle, gentle and elegant, he now seems a little more casual and casual: "I once told her that she would ask her father to ask her to resume her engagement, but Qiqi didn't want to, she didn't want to, she wanted to marry the Fourth Emperor's brother..."

"Why don't you think that maybe it was her father's intention?" Murong Yifeng did not continue to drink. It was obvious that Prince Yun was not the source of drinking at all. It was obvious that after the alcoholic spirit surged, there was a bit of drunkenness in his eyes.

Two or three jars of wine were nothing to him, but it seemed to be at its limit to Chu Liuyun.

He was thinking about something in his heart. Before he spoke, he said, "What if Qiqi was willing, would you really marry her and please her for the rest of your life?"

Prince Yun is a prince, so it is impossible for him to marry only one person in his life, and he does not expect it. However, if he can have his guarantee and only favor Qiqi in his life, then Qiqi's happiness in this life can be guaranteed.

He didn't do anything else, no matter how much he wanted, he wanted the country and the people to be safe, and at the same time he wanted his seven emperors to be happy.

Instead of letting Qiqi stand on the cusp of the storm and face all kinds of pressure and dangers to participate in the so-called selection of concubines, it is better to let her marry Prince Yun peacefully.

Chu Liuyun was really drunk. When he heard his question, he didn't even need to think about it, and then smiled and said, "If Qiqi wants to do so, even if the entire royal family opposes, I will marry her and come in. I will definitely... not let her down."

"Okay, this sentence with you is enough, I believe you!" Murong Yifeng's big palm slapped heavily on his shoulder, and the force was so strong that the drunkard almost fell to the side of the stone bench.

He just shook his body slightly, then sat firmly again, picked up the wine jar and poured it down hard.

If Qiqi was willing, he would definitely overcome all difficulties and marry her, but he could clearly see that she was not willing, she really didn't want it.

Perhaps I could see clearly tonight that there was really a love between her and the Fourth Emperor Brother who couldn't see through. Even if I was having a quarrel, it was because I was concerned.

Qiqi really cares about the Fourth Emperor Brother... As long as the Fourth Emperor Brother is really willing to give her happiness, so what if she lets go? As long as she is happy...

I swallowed the wine with a bitter mouthful, and the third jar of wine was poured in effortlessly.

"Come again." He threw down the empty jar with force. He picked up the fourth jar of wine and patted it twice before slapping the seal open.

"Really?" Murong Yifeng stared at his drunken face and smiled: "Come again, Prince Yun will be drunk. If you do something extraordinary after getting drunk, Prince must learn to be responsible."

Chu Liuyun ignored him at all, patted Kaifeng's mouth, picked up the jar and poured it on again.

He poured it down one by one, and finally, when the fourth empty jar was thrown down, he burped and lie straight onto the stone table.

"This is not a dormitory, you have to sleep, go back to the dormitory before sleeping!" Seeing this, Murong Yifeng hurriedly helped him up and helped his slender body to walk towards Qiqi's dormitory.

Prince Yun’s alcohol capacity is really not that bad, but only four jars of wine, but it is just an ordinary jar, even half of the ones in the army, so he is so drunk.

However, this is also good, at least it means that this powerful prince is not a person who likes to linger in fireworks places. Otherwise, how could the alcohol tolerance be so bad?

Just at the right moment, he is simple, obedient, handsome, gentle and polite... Well, he is very satisfied with this brother-in-law.

To take a step back, it is indeed much better to be the noble but not very famous Princess Yun than to take his life to steal the position of Princess Xuan.

I carried the person who could hardly stand to Qiqi's bedside, and looked at the girl who had already slept to death on the bed, and a trace of complicated feeling passed by in my heart, and it felt a little uncomfortable.

But he gritted his teeth and suppressed the uncomfortable feeling. He placed Chu Liuyun on the bench and took off his inner and outer clothes and trousers, leaving only a thin pair of inner and outer trousers, and then he helped him to lie down on the bed.

Chu Liuyun was dizzy and had no idea what she was doing. But after lying down, she lowered her eyes and saw Qiqi's pink and Feifei's little face. With just one glance, she was immediately bewitched.

Qiqi, he actually slept beside him. Is this... a dream or a real one?

He couldn't help but reach out and carefully stroked her pink face...

As for Murong Yifeng, after seeing Prince Yun turn over and hold his princess in his arms, his heart felt sore, but he still resisted the soreness and retreated outside the door and closed the door for the two of them.

Looking back at the closed door, my heart was really sad, as if I had worked hard to raise my daughter, but in the end I had to hand her over to other men.

From then on, this daughter belongs to someone else’s family…

I walked slowly back to the pavilion, picked up the jar of wine and poured it into my mouth.

Qiqi, the emperor is for your own good. Princess Xuan is not something you can compete with. How many resentful eyes are looking at you at the banquet tonight? Do you know?

They all want to take your life and make you completely disappear in this world, do you know?

The emperor can protect you for a while here, but the emperor is going to leave.

He always wants to leave and cannot be by her side forever. If there is any danger at that time, who will protect her?

Even if she wakes up tomorrow and blames herself, he doesn't care about that much. As long as she comes in the door early tomorrow morning and catches the "traitor" in bed, Prince Yun can't run away no matter what.

With Chu Liuyun's temperament, he would definitely not be able to let go of it after sleeping like this with Qiqi for a night. Whether it is Prince Yun's side concubine or the official concubine, at least it is much safer than the woman who is Prince Xuan, right?

But why did the wine that I had always liked seemed to have changed its taste tonight, becoming so bitter and astringent?

From then on, the Seven Emperor Girl belongs to someone else’s family…

My heart is really sour...

As for the bedroom, when he actually met Qiqi's face, the delicate pink touch made Chu Liuyun's whole body tense, and an unknown flame rushed up from his dantian, making his heart beat faster for no reason, but even his breathing became extremely disordered.

Her face is small, her eyelashes are so long and thin, her tall nose, and her small mouth...

When the long fingers fell on her thin lips, her eyes paused here.

Very pink, tender, very touching...

The eyes in his eyes gradually turned darker, and he lowered his head and slowly approached her...

The banquet was still lively.

The emperor, the queen mother and the empress dowager were still there, but many guests were already surrounded by the guests' seats below, completely ignoring the big men in the high position, and all their thoughts were on the two men who were fighting for wine.

After the ten-cage wine passed, both sides had already shown a little hazy drunkenness, but no one wanted to fall down first.

The eleventh wine was photographed open, and Tuoba Liancheng was slightly hesitant and raised his eyebrows. The guy beside him had already started to fuck the twelfth wine!

What a guy! I was a twelve yard in a row, just like myself in the middle of the journey, and after a while I left and went to the cottage. In order not to let him escape, I went with him from beginning to end.

I didn't vomit or drink the tea for quenching wine, so I just drank all the twelve tracts.

Until now, he still looks refreshed.

He raised the wine cup and poured it into the mouth. The speed was obviously slower than before. He was indeed a little considering it. If he continued like this, he might not be able to pour him down. Instead, he had too much chance of being poured into him.

If the second prince of Yue Kingdom fell here...

I originally wanted to catch up at least, even if I lose, I don’t lose so ugly, but that guy didn’t make any compromises at all, and he was determined to get rid of him. His twelfth tract was about to bottom out, and his eleventh tract had just begun.

How can I be content with losing so much?

With this idea, Tuoba Liancheng lifted the wine cup hard and poured it down with mercy.

Finally, when the eleventh crock was finished, he raised his hand and before his wine crock had fallen, the other party's wine crock had already broken on the ground.

With a few clangs, Tuoba Liancheng closed his eyes and could not drink it while sitting. He had to stand up, pick up the twelfth yard, and look at Chu Xuanchi with his head on his face. He had already slapped another yard and simmered it.
Chapter completed!