Zhufeng liked to talk, but after drinking, he talked a lot, talking endlessly.
Leng Xing listened quietly and occasionally responded with a sentence or two.
Sip after sip, the wine in the wine jar was finished.
Zhufeng shook the empty wine jar and muttered dissatisfiedly: "Why is it gone?"
"It's very late, go back to sleep." Leng Xing jumped off the stone and almost fell down.
Zhufeng reacted instinctively and threw down the wine jar in his hand to support her.
Although it is fruit wine, you will still get drunk if you drink too much.
Leng Xing felt that his head was as dizzy as a ball of mush, and his feet were light and unsteady.
Zhufeng wasn't much better than her. The two of them supported each other shoulder to shoulder and walked staggeringly.
The dark night covered everything, and the two drunk people lost their consciousness.
Before dawn the next day, Leng Xing woke up clutching his dizzy head.
Her mouth was dry and she wanted to get out of bed to get some water.
As soon as he moved, he noticed something was wrong.
There was someone lying next to her!
Leng Xing was so frightened that she suddenly woke up and looked at the man sleeping next to her with wide eyes.
It’s Zhufeng!
"Get up!" Leng Xing kicked him hard.
Zhufeng was forced to wake up, sat up and looked at Leng Xing, and asked in a daze, "What's wrong?"
Leng Xing clenched his fists, suppressing his anger and squeezed out three words from between his teeth: "Get out of here!"
Zhufeng was shouted back to his senses, and then he realized what happened.
He quickly got up and got out of bed, staggering out.
When he walked to the door and put his hands on the door, Zhufeng suddenly turned around, looked at Leng Xing who was glaring at him on the bed and said, "This is my room."
Leng Xing: "..."
Looking around carefully in the dim light, the layout and furnishings in the house were different from hers. The most obvious thing is that there are two beds in this room.
It's the house that Zhufeng and Zhuiyun share, but Zhuiyun got married yesterday and moved out, and now only Zhufeng lives there.
Fortunately Zhuiyun moved away, otherwise...
Leng Xing was ashamed and annoyed. He got out of bed in a hurry and walked to the door without saying a word.
Gently opening the door of the room, Leng Xing cautiously peeked out.
It was just dawn and there was no one outside. Leng Xing breathed a sigh of relief.
Although both she and Zhufeng were well dressed and nothing happened, if someone saw them, they wouldn't be able to explain clearly.
Leng Xing quickly walked out of the house, with wind blowing under his feet, and he ran faster than a rabbit.
Zhufeng looked at her back and felt a little pain in his butt from being kicked.
He rubbed it randomly with his hands, Zhufeng changed clothes and washed up, then went to the main courtyard to attend court with Yu Zheng.
Jiang Shu hadn't gotten up yet. Leng Xing didn't have to be on duty so early. He quietly returned to the house and drank a whole bottle of water, then lay back on the bed.
My head is still a little dizzy, but my mind is clear.
Leng Xing carefully recalled what happened last night, from the end of the wedding banquet to drinking in the garden, to Zhufeng giving her an apology gift, to the two of them helping each other back to the house after getting drunk...
My memory after this is fuzzy and I can't recall it.
Leng Xing patted his head in annoyance and pulled the quilt to cover his face.
She was a girl who actually slept in a man's bed after getting drunk. If word spread about this, how could she see anyone!
Recalling the last time Zhufeng told Tan Yu in front of him about their kiss, Leng Xing's scalp was so frightened that he was sweating.
You must shut up his broken mouth!
If possible, she could not wait to sew him up with a needle!
Gently caressing the heaving chest, Leng Xing touched something hard.
It was the silver hairpin given to her by Zhufeng.
After being stunned for a moment, Leng Xing took it out.
It was still dark and the room was hazy, making it difficult to see clearly.
Leng Xing stood up and lit the bedside candlestick. Under the warm yellow candlelight, he finally saw clearly what the silver hairpin looked like.
His fingers lightly touched the light green jade inlaid on the tail of the hairpin, which seemed to glow under the candlelight.
Leng Xing closed his hand and squeezed it tightly. After a moment, he slowly let go and stared at the silver hairpin in his hand.
This was the first piece of jewelry she received.
It was also the first piece of jewelry she owned that looked like a woman's.
After hesitating for a moment, Leng Xing sat in front of the bronze mirror, took out the iron hairpin from his hair, and inserted the silver hairpin into it.
The light green jade is like a glowing firefly, falling mischievously in the black hair.
Leng Xing unconsciously curved the corners of his lips.
When the dark night dissipated and the light filled the world, Shangjing began to be busy again.
Vegetable farmers were selling fresh vegetables, fishermen were selling their freshly caught fish with a smile, and breakfast stall owners were shouting loudly through the steaming heat...
Zhufeng drove the carriage through Noisy Street and finally stopped at the gate of Prince Jing's Mansion.
The car door opened, and Yu Zheng, who was dressed in court uniform, got out of the car and entered the mansion. Zhufeng handed the carriage to the concierge's servant and followed him into the mansion.
When they arrived at the main courtyard, Yu Zheng entered the main room, while Zhufeng went to the side room to have breakfast.
Zhuiyun Tanyu was given a break as a newlywed, and Chu Yushuanghua served the meal in the main room. There were only Leng Xing and Zhufeng in the side room.
Leng Xing, who was having breakfast, felt his back stiffen when he saw Zhu Feng entering the room, feeling a little uncomfortable.
Zhufeng sat down loudly, picked up the buns and ate them.
After finishing a bun, Zhufeng was holding a bowl of porridge when he saw that Leng Xing was still wearing the iron hairpin on his head.
"Don't you like the silver hairpin I gave you?" Zhufeng asked bluntly.
Leng Xing coughed lightly and whispered, "No."
If you don't like it, you just like it.
Zhufeng was puzzled: "Then why don't you wear it?"
Leng Xing pursed his lips and said, "The iron hairpin is hard and sharp and can be used as a hidden weapon."
Zhufeng took a sip of porridge and put down the bowl, feeling that what she said made sense.
but……
"I see that the women next to me have many hairpins in their heads. You can also put two in them."
Leng Xing frowned and said impatiently: "What you give to me is mine, you don't care how I use it. If you want to care, just take it back."
Zhufeng didn't dare to say anything more, so he took another bun and blocked his mouth.
After the matter was revealed, Leng Xing looked at the door, confirmed that no one was there, and lowered his voice: "Don't tell anyone what happened last night, and keep your mouth shut."
"What happened last night?" Zhufeng asked while biting the bun.
Leng Xing glared at him fiercely, gritted his teeth and said, "It happened after being drunk."
Zhufenghui came to his senses: "You mean we are together..."
"Shut up!" Leng Xing scolded, hurriedly taking an egg and stuffing it into Zhufeng's mouth.
Zhufeng choked and stared. He dug out the egg and said, "You didn't even peel off the shell. You are committing murder."
Leng Xing glanced at the door and lowered his voice to warn: "Shut your mouth tightly. If you dare to tell me, I will kill you."
After saying this, Leng Xing stood up and left, fearing that someone would see or hear him if he stayed too long.
After Leng Xing left, Zhufeng peeled the eggs and muttered: "It's just lying on the same bed and sleeping all night, what's the big deal."
However, Leng Xing's temper was there, and he finally made amends to calm her down and not dare to make her angry again.
Although he didn't understand it, Zhufeng could only do it.
There were only a few days left to make winter clothes. Jiang Shu didn't dare to slack off and took Leng Xing out of the house after breakfast.
Today the sky is gloomy and there is no sun, and the cold wind blowing from time to time makes people shrink.
Jiang Shu got into the carriage and sighed: "It's so cold in Kyoto, and it will be even colder at the border. I hope the journey goes smoothly and the winter clothes can be delivered to the soldiers soon."
