While speaking, Wei Yuanji took Luo Ying's hand and walked a few steps away. The guards guarded the gate just thought it was a quarrel between young couples, and knew Wei Yuanji's temper. The two looked at each other and did not dare to come forward to stop him. They allowed Wei Yuanji to take Luo Ying away.

In the end, the two of them did not go to Jifang Pavilion to drink flower wine, because they didn't think about going to drink flower wine when they came out. Wei Yuanji didn't bring a tael of silver at all, and Luo Ying still had some fragments of silver, so drinking flower wine was definitely not enough. The two of them simply chose a tavern on the corner of the street and sat down.

I came too early, and there was no customer in the tavern except him, so it seemed particularly deserted.

Wei Yuanji felt even more embarrassed. He wanted to spend money when going out for a drink and asking the girl's house to spend money. However, he came out alone today and didn't ride a horse. Even if he wanted to get the money back home, he couldn't find anyone. He could only sit there in a grievance, without talking, and just lowered his head to drink in a depressed manner.

"Okay, Wei Yuanji, you have drunk enough, don't get yourself drunk again."

She couldn't get used to the strong wine. After hearing the boss's introduction, she had newly brewed fruit wine in the store, so she ordered a small pot of fruit wine. After a glass of wine, she felt it was extremely sweet and unconsciously drank a few more glasses of fruit wine.

Along the way, Wei Yuanji was angry with her, except for saying: "I don't have a single child on me." There was almost no extra sentence.

When I arrived at this tavern, I called a jar of the strongest wine, and then I didn't say another word, just drank wine.

"Don't worry, what does it have to do with me whether I am drunk or not?"

Wei Yuanji took another sip of wine, and the strong wine dripped down his chin, staining his moon-white clothes with a piece of wine. He ignored it, and his drinking posture was very wild.

"We came out together. How could it have nothing to do with me if you are drunk? At least I will send you back to the house safely."

Luo Ying knew that he must have been very annoyed and didn't want to mess with him anymore, but she couldn't just let him drink hard. There were many people in Changling City who knew him and hated him, so she didn't want something to happen to him.

After hearing this, Wei Yuanji slowly raised his eyelids. The morning light came in through the worn window frame and shone into his eyes, revealing a faint red warm light. He suddenly raised the corners of his lips and laughed sarcastically: "A Ying, actually you care about me in your heart, right?"

"You're drunk."

"No, I'm not drunk."

As soon as Yiyu was about to finish, he suddenly heard a hoarse voice that was almost impossible to come out: "Luo Ying, I... I finally found you."

Wei Yuanji didn't hear it, and he didn't move, frowned and continued to drink the suffocating wine.

Luo Ying looked back and saw a girl in a blonde and beautiful shiny dress standing at the door of the tavern. Against the sun, the shiny dress shone brightly and looked very luxurious.

She didn't see the girl's face because she was wearing a black veil on her head, which covered her face. However, she still easily recognized her. It was Wenren Jiayu. Her eyes were slightly down and she saw red spots on her fingertips exposed from her sleeves and several bloody scratches.

It seems that the little eunuch succeeded.

At that time, she lied to the little eunuch and said that she was fed him the heart-piercing bone-eating poison, but in fact she was just ordinary pills, with a slight poison, but she could cure it without the need for an antidote.

However, in order to make the little eunuch believe it, the next day, she sent someone to give the little eunuch half an antidote as agreed. As for the remaining half an antidote, she has been busy with other things these days and has long forgotten about this matter.

When Wenren Jiayu heard this tone, she knew that the eunuch of the eighth floor had called her. Of course, she was not afraid. Wenren Jiayu sent someone to assassinate her first, and she just gave her a little pain, which was considered a bargain.

There was a hint of coldness on her face. She put down the white porcelain wine glass in her hand and looked at her indifferently: "What's the matter with me?"

Wenren Jiayu saw Wei Yuanji as soon as she arrived. Otherwise, she would have whipped up and rushed over, directly thrusting Luo Ying into her face.

While answering Luo Ying's words, she glanced at Wei Yuanji again, and her whole body was bleak for no reason. She knew that this was not the best time to settle the score with Luo Ying. Originally, she wanted to bear it and look for Luo Ying when she was alone, but she couldn't help it anymore, and she couldn't help it for a moment.

At this moment, she stood here, her whole body was itchy, and itchy to the cracks of her bones, and the clothes she was wearing seemed to be covered with thorns.

She wanted to take off her clothes immediately, scratch her hard, and grab her hard, but her body and her face were almost scratched. If she didn't find Luo Ying to get the antidote, she would be disfigured by herself.

Unconsciously, she moved her body irritably, trying to stop itching by rubbing her clothes, but the more she moved, the more itch she became.

His eyes stared at Luo Ying with a bloody hatred, and he wanted to eat his flesh and suck his blood. However, with Wei Yuanji, she had to lower her figure and soften her voice.

She walked in slowly and said as she walked: "Luo Ying, antidote, please give me the antidote."

The cold in Luo Ying's eyes seemed to be frozen, and her dark pupils were dark and there was no trace of light, and her voice was also strangely cold: "What does the princess mean, what antidote?"

"Luo Ying!" She was so itchy that she almost collapsed, and her voice suddenly screamed. At this moment, she saw Wei Yuanji slightly raised her eyes and looked at her, her eyes full of cold annoyance. She was so scared that she softened her whole body, lowered her voice, reached out to scratch the back of her hand, coughed, and said hoarsely, "You have a condition, how can you hand over the antidote?"

Luo Ying sneered: "Princess, you have found the wrong person. I don't know what antidote."

This itchy powder will not take Wen Renjiayu's life, but it will make her itch for at least half a month. If she can control it and not scratch it, it will naturally be unharmed when the medicine is effective. However, if she can't control it, it will be light if she is ruined.

She thought that there shouldn't be many people in this world who could control the itching of eating and sleeping at night. If Wenren Jiayu hadn't been too cruel, she wouldn't have done such a cruel move.

"Stinky girl, don't toast and not eat the punishment!" Wu Er behind Wenren Jiayu couldn't control his anger, "I'll order you to hand over the antidote, otherwise..."

Before he finished speaking, Wei Yuan slowly raised his eyes again: "What else?"

His cold eyes were even more cold and dazzling than the dazzling snow light outside the room.

Wu Er was dazed by him. He did not recognize Wei Yuanji, nor did he see such a stunning beauty in this world. He didn't know what words to describe it, nor could he tell whether he was a man or a woman, but he was stunned with his mouth open.

"Wu Er, give it to me...ahem..."

Wenren Jiayu saw danger in Wei Yuanji's eyes. She was afraid and wanted to scold Wu Er to retreat. She only said a few words, and her throat hurt. She coughed violently.

Her cough woke Wu Er: "Princess, do you have to worry?"

"Ahem cough cough..."

Wenren Jiayu's face turned red with coughing, and his liver and lungs were trembling, and he couldn't speak at all.

Wu Er was so anxious that he wanted to reach out to pat her back, but he also took into account the difference in identity. His hand stopped in the air and shrank back. He looked at Luo Ying and Wei Yuanze again, pulled out the waist knife hanging from his belt angrily, and shouted, "Otherwise, I stomped your claws!"

Wei Yuan let out a very faint "Oh", full of contempt and murderous aura.

It was a sudden moment, and before Luo Ying pressed his arm to stop him, he had already stood in front of Wu Er with a strange degree.

Wu Er didn't even know what he was going to do. He only saw a white light as bright as a meteor in front of him. He didn't even have time to feel the pain, and his right wrist holding the knife was cut off.

Blood splashed out, and a blood light drew out in the air.

"Ah, kill someone-"

The owner of the little wine shop is a woman about 34 years old. Because she is doing a small business, the couple runs it in the store. In the morning, the man went out to sell vegetables and had not returned yet. She was about to serve two plates of side dishes when she saw the blood. She screamed in fear and fled to the kitchen in panic and hid.

Wu Er lowered his eyes and saw only blood on his right wrist. Then he realized that his right hand was gone, and then a burst of pain came. He wailed and quickly pulled out the sweat towel from his waist and wrapped it around the wound, for fear that he would die if he bleed too much.

After doing all this, he was sweating profusely and was almost unconscious. At this time, Wenren Jiayu finally finished coughing. Seeing Wu Er's wrist cut off by Wei Yuanji, she was so scared that she even forgot the itch on her body: "Wei Yuanji, you dare-"

Wei Yuan looked at her coldly, his face full of dysfunction and impatientness, and he spit out a cold syllable from his mouth: "Get out--"

Looking at him with such eyes, Wen Ren Jiayu shivered for a moment, and then looked at Luo Ying unwillingly. He dared not to bother him anymore. He held Wu Er in a mess and was about to leave.

"Hand, my hand."

When Wu Er heard her call out Wei Yuanji, he realized that he had provoked the most terrifying ghost in Changling City.

I only heard that the desperate ghost man loves purple clothes and is very beautiful, but although the person in front of him is extremely beautiful, he is wearing a moon-white dress today, which he never expected.

Before escaping, he did not forget to pick up his broken hand. The people of Beiliang paid attention to physical integrity. Even if the broken hand cannot grow back, he would take it back and keep it well, so that he could be buried with his body a hundred years later.

After the two left, Wei Yuanji took out a veil and wiped the Liuguang Sword as if nothing had happened. Then he threw the blood-stained veil at will, took back the sword, put his hand on Luo Ying's shoulder, put his lips on her ears, and said in a low voice: "Continue to drink with me!"

Luo Ying sighed: "Wei Yuanji, let's go back!"

"Don't go back!"

Wei Yuan grabbed her childishly, and the two sat back on the table, without pouring wine to Luo Ying, but just held the wine jar and poured herself into a mouthful of water.

"Enough!" Luo Ying couldn't help but be angry when she saw his depressed drunkard look. Her voice suddenly rose. She slapped the table suddenly and said in a deep voice, "You want to kill yourself, right? OK! I'll accompany you!"

He advised him not to listen. If he did not do this, she was afraid that he would really get intoxicated by himself. If Wenren Jiayu went back and brought a group of masters to seek revenge, wouldn't it be dangerous?

After saying that, he walked to him, grabbed the wine jar from his hand, tilted his neck and slurped a few big sips. Suddenly, a spicy smell of alcohol spread in his throat, spreading all the way to his internal organs.

In her previous life, she had a little alcohol content, but she didn't expect that the spirits in this tavern were so strong. Compared with this spirit, the fruit wine she just drank was simply sweet water and had no feeling of wine at all.

After a few sips of wine, I felt like I was burning all over my body, and even my face was hot and hot.

"A Ying, you..."

Wei Yuanji only felt that his hands were empty. When he looked again, Luo Ying had already had a few mouthfuls.

The crystal clear wine dripped along her smooth chin like porcelain and jade to her slender neck. Looking up from his perspective, I saw that the swan-like pink neck formed a beautiful and seductive curve. A breath of alcohol rushed over to his heart, and he couldn't help but be fooled.

When he realized it, Luo Ying had sipped many more mouthfuls. He was so anxious that he got up and snatched the wine jar from Luo Ying's hand: "A Ying, you're crazy!"

"... hiccup" Luo Ying burped and reached out to try to grab it back, but Wei Yuanji stepped back, "What are you doing? Give me back... Give me back..."

Luo Ying didn't expect that she would stop Wei Yuanji from drinking, but instead she felt a little drunk. Whether in her previous life or in this life, she had never been drunk, and she didn't know what it felt like to be drunk.

She had never drunk such a strong wine. She couldn't bear it after drinking a few sips. The more she drank, the more fragrant she became. She suddenly wanted to stop drunk, forget the contradictions, forget the anxiety, forget the pain, forget the hatred...

Forget everything you can forget, be a simple self, think about nothing, do nothing.

Tired.

She really felt tired, not only tired, but also helpless. She could only bear all her self-blame and hatred alone. If possible, she wanted to take revenge immediately, and then sleep on the ground and reunite with her family.

"A Ying, why did you get yourself drunk?"

Seeing her hazy and drunken look, Wei Yuan's heart suddenly tightened, and the anger in her eyes was stained with a little pity and pain.

Unexpectedly, her alcohol tolerance was so shallow that she had eaten a few sips, and that was the case. If he had known that he wouldn't have brought her to drink.

"You're talking nonsense, I'm not drunk..." Luo Ying raised her eyebrows, her eyes were blurred, "Why did you want to steal my wine and give it to me?"

"Okay, A Ying, let's go home." It's his turn to coax her home.

"No, I don't want to go home, I don't have a home..." Her eyes dimmed, and she held the corner of her mouth and showed a bitter smile. She stared at Wei Yuanji like drunkenness, with a desolate voice, "You go back to your home, I don't have a home."

"Stupid girl, why don't you have a home?"

"My home..." Her eyes gradually turned erratic and confused. She wanted to see the past at a glance, but she could not see it at all. She lowered her eyes powerlessly, "Where? No more, it's gone long ago."

"No, you have a home, my home is yours."
To be continued...