"General Changsun, why don't you drink?"

An official arrived in front of Changsun Yunwei.

"I..." Changsun Yunwei was about to refuse, but the man blocked his words first.

"Don't say you want to rotate. I'm ranked this rotation table. I know very well. It's not you today!"

"My alcohol tolerance..." "Not to mention the poor alcohol tolerance, General Changsun's alcohol tolerance has long been famous."

Where can those who once fought on the frontier have poor alcohol tolerance?

The man stuffed a cup into Changsun Yunwei: "This city has been built for three months, but we didn't dare to breathe a sigh of relief in three months. It was finally completed today. This is a great event. Come on, let's have a drink first!"

If there were no last night and today's events, Changsun Yunwei would have drunk it long ago.

But the problem is that he really can't drink this wine now! First, Murong Yi went back and forth for nearly a thousand miles at night, just to stand outside Wuzhou City for half an hour and take a look at Feng Wuyou from a distance.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Tong secretly reported that Feng Wuyou was the soul-shifting incident.

These two things were like two mountains that were pressing on Changsun Yunwei's heart. No matter how big the happy event was, they were suppressed by these two things.

But the official didn't know, he only knew that the city was built and everyone should celebrate together.

Seeing that Changsun Yunwei was not drunk, he simply raised his hand and leaned directly towards Changsun Yunwei's mouth.

"General Changsun, if you don't drink, you won't give me face!"

Changsun Yunwei was about to push it away, but because he hadn't drunk, several officials had gathered around him.

They all started to work and laughed and said, "You have to drink. If you don't drink, we will feed you!"

As he spoke, he forced the wine to Changsun Yunwei.

They worked together for more than three months and have become familiar with each other.

In addition, Changsun Yunwei had a very straightforward temperament, and these people were not afraid that he would get angry if he did this.

Changsun Yunwei had no choice but to fight with four hands with both fists. In a moment, he actually gave him several cups.

"You..." He still had a trace of reason and wanted to get out.

But when drinking, there is only the more you drink, the happier you drink, and there is no more you drink.

After the officials poured him wine, other generals and soldiers who were familiar with him surrounded him and toasted him.

It would be fine if Changsun Yunwei hadn't drunk it, but he had already drunk it in front and if he didn't drink it in the back, he would seem to look down on them.

In desperation, I had to drink all of them.

After several rounds of toasts, Murong Yi gradually became empty.

He slowly sipped a glass of wine. How similar is the lively scene in front of him to Wuzhou last night?

But in Wuzhou, there is a phoenix without worries.

And what about him?

What does he have?

Everyone below was clearly smiling, making noise, and giving loud congratulations.

But Murong Yi felt extremely lonely around him.

It seems that those joys are from others, and those joys are from others, and he... has nothing.

"I'm tired, go back first and let them make trouble on their own."

He explained to the people below indifferently.

After saying that, he took a few personal guards and walked towards the palace.

Changsun Yunchu was waiting in the room, but... today's banquet was somehow wrong, it was midnight and it was not over yet.

She had been traveling for many days and waited for another afternoon, but was a little tired. Before she knew it, she actually fell asleep on the table with her head on her back.

But suddenly, a voice suddenly woke her up.

"Miss, the emperor is back!"

Before Changsun Yunwei left, she left her personal guards for her. She kept asking her personal guards to pay attention to Murong Yi's whereabouts. If she came back, come and tell her quickly.

At this time, it was the personal guard who told her maid that the news was told to her, and her maid hurriedly came to tell her.

Changsun Yunchu was stunned for only a second before reacting and immediately stood up: "I'll go and ask for a meeting with the emperor."

When she walked outside, she saw that the guard left by Changsun Yunwei was still waiting outside.

"Didn't the emperor say no one is allowed to disturb me?"

She asked casually.

"No.

But..." The guard looked a little embarrassed.

"What's wrong?"

Changsun Yunchu stopped and looked at him strangely.

Is there anything that is difficult to talk about?

The guard said, "Although the emperor did not give any instructions not to disturb him, he drank a few more drinks at the banquet, and he was a little drunk."

drunk?

If she is drunk, can she still listen to her?

Changsun Yunchu thought for a while and said, "I'll go to the kitchen to get some sobering soup first."

She also knew Murong Yi very well and knew that he would never really get drunk.

What the personal guards mentioned may be just a little drunken feeling.

In fact, Changsun Yunchu didn't think about how to tell Murong Yi about those things. She just wanted to know how Murong Yi viewed the secret report sent by Jiang Tong.

And at this time, she felt a little more selfish.

No matter how much or less it is, it is always uncomfortable to drink. Murong Yi has never cared about these things. In the past, Concubine Lin could help him with some, but after Anling's bloody night, almost all of Murong Yi's relatives passed away, and no one could worry about him again.

After Murong Yi ascended the throne, he became increasingly lonely. I think it has nothing to do with this matter.

Thinking of this, Changsun Yunchu's mouth slightly clenched.

Murong Yi... in fact, it is much harder than what they see.

He carries so many things, but... he doesn't even have a person to tell.

How painful should he be?

Changsun Yunchu pursed his lips and gently pressed his chest to calm the pain.

She knew that she would cause a lot of criticism.

But she didn't care.

She just hopes that at least in this world, she cares about him.

She went all the way to the kitchen, ordered some fruits, and started making some fruit tea with her own hands.

She remembered that she heard Feng Wuyou say that fruit tea also has the effect of quenching wine, and the taste of fruit tea is much better than the usual quenching wine soups.

Murong Yi’s diet is not something that everyone can touch. The person in charge of the kitchen did not want Changsun Yunchu to go in, but after hearing that she was Changsun Yunwei’s sister and the daughter of Changsun Guogong, she still gave up her position.

Fruit tea is very simple and there are no cumbersome processes. Just wash and cut the fruits, and then cook them in a certain order and heat for a while.

When Changsun Yunchu was cooking tea, he couldn't help but think of Feng Wuyou again.

Although they didn't really spend much time together, she was always unconsciously attracted by Feng Wuyou.

For example, this fruit tea is obviously such a simple way to make it, but it can taste so good. I don’t know what Feng Wuyou thought.

Just like Feng Wuyou, he is obviously very simple. He gets close to him when he likes him, and ignores him if he doesn't like him. He will repay kindness and never let go of revenge. He does the simplest and most direct thing, but he has lived an extremely exciting life.

A smile spread slightly on the corner of the lips.

She didn't think there was anything wrong with Murong Yi liked Feng Wuyou.

In fact, if she was a man, she would definitely like Feng Wuyou.

Soon, the fruit tea was cooked.

Changsun Yunchu carried the fruit tea and walked towards Murong Yi's room.

Murong Yi did not sleep, but sat in the study, as if thinking about something.

The guards outside were very surprised to see Changsun Yunchu. They didn't know what Changsun Yunchu had arrived.

However, even Changsun Yunchu, they had to inform them first, otherwise the emperor would not spare them lightly.

"Your Madam Changsun asks for a visit."

The personal guard went in and informed.

"Um..." Murong Yi responded softly, not saying he saw him, nor saying he would not say he would not see him.
To be continued...