She fell out after crying at the wrong grave

On the day of the Little New Year, Wang Xuan held a grand banquet in his mansion and specially invited A'ao and Hengzhi to attend the banquet.

It is said that people in Shu attach more importance to the Minor New Year than the Major New Year. They often offer sacrifices to the kitchen god, sweep the house, and eat some kitchen god candy. From then until New Year's Eve, they live a life without any taboos.

The two people who decided to stay here for the New Year, although both born in the north, accepted the customs of the south and cleaned the house.

Wang Xuan's spirits were better now, thanks to Ah'ao who had been patiently accompanying him to reminisce about the past from time to time these days.

Although there is nothing old between them.

On several occasions, Wang Xuan called Chen Zhaoying's name in a daze and even recognized the wrong person.

Infatuation is the most boring thing, but there is nothing wrong with it.

Ah'ao looked at herself in the mirror and thought that this was what her mother looked like when she was twenty years old.

The two of them chatted in this way, or Ah'ao just listened quietly. While comforting Wang Xuan, she was also comforting herself.

Wang Xuan was furious after hearing about her experiences over the years. "I knew the prince was a bastard! He had concubines all the time before he married your mother. I didn't expect that he not only treated you and your son badly, but his bastard brother also treated you harshly. The Shen family is really full of good people."

Ah'ao drank wine and looked at the moon, thinking that if Emperor Wu'an knew of your rebellious words, he would have regretted making you the Marquis of Shu long ago.

But Shuzhong is indeed a good place to live.

A'ao cleared up the depression in her heart. In addition, Hengzhi was dealing with the mountains of official business in Kezhou that had to be sent every five days, while at the same time writing a letter to Gongyang Liang to ask how to take care of her body. Such a good governor almost became a monk and learned medicine.

Most of the time, Ah-yi had nothing to do, either reading or painting, or sitting at Heng-chi's desk to help him, which was a good thing. When Heng-chi was relaxed, she would follow the recipes given by Gong-yang Liang and make a few medicinal dishes to test the poison for her.

But his cooking skills were really poor. He usually threw it away or used it to water the flowers, and Yunli would work hard to make a new one.

Only the sugar water is pretty good.

Although no one is perfect, ever since Ah-ao discovered that he had no talent for cooking, Hengzhi deliberately made more of his specialty sweet soups. He did so for more than half a month, and Ah-ao could smell the sweetness wherever she went.

It's the same today.

Everything the chef in Wang Xuan’s mansion cooks is top-notch. There are delicious delicacies displayed in front of you, and you also have to drink a bowl of pear soup from Hengzhi.

"That's not necessary." Ah'an looked at him with a frown, and said to him in a negotiating tone, "It's not appropriate to come to a banquet and drink too much but not eat anything, right?"

Hengzhi moved all the spicy dishes in front of her, including the rabbit meat that Ah'ao had been craving for, eight miles away from her.

Wang Xuan looked at the two of them being so sweet to each other and drank a few glasses of wine in frustration.

Zhaoying, ah Zhaoying, you didn't expect that your girl was abducted by this kid from the Hengqi family.

"There is a rumor. I wonder if your highness and your wife have heard of it?" Wang Wan smiled slightly. "Not long after the late emperor ascended the throne, he intended to contact the northern border, but General Li had two daughters and no sons, and the late emperor only had one daughter, the princess. Since they were of similar age and almost suitable, they chose the old Marquis Zhao and selected the young Marquis, who was still the crown prince, as his son-in-law."

Ah'ao had secretly picked up a piece of blood duck and was eating it happily, but when she heard what happened, she almost swallowed the bone residue without noticing.

This Wang Wan is really looking for trouble.

"Is that true? How come I didn't know about it?" Ah'ao's face was droopy, and the words "Don't bother me" were almost written on her face, and her tone was full of danger.

At that moment, a gust of wind blew, making Wang Wan feel cold on his back. He dared not say anything more.

But once the words were started, there was no stopping them.

Wang Xuan drank a few more cups, especially the top-quality pepper wine, so his cheeks turned red and he began to speak slurredly.

"I remember it. At that time, your bastard father wanted to marry you to Hengqi's bastard father's kid. You didn't want to, and you cried so hard that people thought something serious had happened. You were punished to face the wall for a whole day and night, and you almost fainted from the heat. Hahaha."

Ah'ao let out a soft "tsk" sound, put her palm against her forehead, and moved away from Hengzhi guiltily.

How did he know this? Good fortune never comes alone, and misfortune never comes alone.

"Really?" Hengzhi's voice was cold and it didn't sound like a question.

"Of course." Wang Xuan waved his hand. "Thinking back to the time when my spies were very good at finding out some news about the capital. Little girl, are you wondering how I knew that?" Wang Xuan changed the subject and looked at Ah'ao with a smile.

Feeling inexplicably mocked, Ah-yi clenched the chopsticks tightly in her hand, hoping that everyone at the table would get drunk.

"Your mother sneaked out of the palace in the middle of the night to visit you at the Shangshu Mansion. She was discovered by my spies and reported to me. You cried until your eyes were swollen like peaches and howled in the middle of the night that you were going blind. Have you forgotten all that?"

I really wish I could forget it immediately.

Ah's face turned pale, and no amount of delicious food could ease the chill in her heart.

She could feel the pressure from behind. Hengzhi put his hands on the back of her chair. He was bigger than her and seemed to be restraining her.

"The princess herself, doesn't remember?"

With just eight short words, Ah's heart sank again.

"Remember, remember." I remembered it the first time I saw you, but I didn't dare say this half sentence.

After a while, a light sigh was heard, and the man's momentum was withdrawn, and his hand was withdrawn as well.

"Would you like some pear soup?" Hengzhi asked calmly.

It's like being hurt by a heartless man.

Unfaithful man: "Drink it...?"

He stood up, put the bowl into the food box, and actually heated it up himself.

Ah-yi breathed a sigh of relief, and watched the corners of his robe fluttering as he disappeared in front of the Moon Gate, wondering uncertainly. Originally, he didn't have to do this kind of thing himself, but he made a special excuse to go out. Could it be that...

Did he calm down? Or did he calm down?
But she had almost no time to think about these things. When Wang Xuan thought of Chen Zhaoying, he sat next to her with a jar of wine and filled it up without saying a word.

If she didn't drink, she would start crying bitterly.

Ah-yi knew that she was looking impatient with her eyes blank and teeth clenched. But Wang Xuan was drunk and he couldn't see it.

He decided to go all out and drank two cups. Who knew that the pepper wine was so strong that when Wang Xuan was still muttering Chen Zhaoying's name, Ah-yi felt dizzy and her cheeks were burning.

Soon he fell unconscious on the table.

I can never drink the wine in Shuzhong again!

Hengzhi indeed went out to calm down.

When he thought about how this marriage had already been ruined by her, and that it was all because of her own insistence that it had come to this day, he felt depressed and uncomfortable.

But if she saw the sullen look on his face, he was afraid she would get suspicious, so he came out to get some fresh air and calm down.

A man stood in the small kitchen, by the stove with his arms folded, his brows gloomy, seemingly out of place with everything around him.

There was only one face, still steadily handsome.

I don't know how long it took - "Master, it's bad, His Highness got the Marquis of Shuzhong drunk, go and have a look!"

Yunli was breathing heavily, bending over with his hands on the door sill, obviously having run all the way here.

Hearing this, Hengzhi thought that he had forgotten to tell her that the wine was intoxicating, so he told her not to drink it.

He left behind a sentence "Let me go back to Wuyuan and make a bowl of sobering soup" and then walked out in big strides.

I don't know whether his arrival was a coincidence or an unfortunate one.

Ah-yi was lying on the table, her eyes half open, not knowing what she was looking at. Wang Xuan, reeking of alcohol, bitterly recounted how he and Chen Zhaoying had been childhood sweethearts and loved each other.

Her cheeks were rosy, as if she had put on heavy rouge.

Heng Qi pulled Wang Xuan and his chair back with all his strength, making room for him. He leaned forward and smiled, "Two cups and you're already drunk? It's less than I expected. Can you stand up?"

Ah'ao was a little slow, and waited for a long time after the words fell before she looked in the direction of the sound.

Hengzhi's facial features, which seemed a little magnified because of his proximity, still had some ability to captivate her.

"You, you." He kept saying "you" for a long time, not knowing what to say.

Hengzhi simply bent down and put the person on his back.

His shoulders were really strong. Ah'ao was lifted up and her chin hit his right shoulder, causing her to cry out in pain.

"You look... a little funny." She tried to straighten her tongue, but with little effect. "Very funny," she added.

Hengzhi's heart seemed to be stabbed, with a thud.

"What's so wonderful about it?"

"It's great that you look a bit like Hengzhi. He's good-looking, and it's great that you look like him." He emphasized the last two words and paused, showing his seriousness.

Heng Zhi whispered, carrying her on his back through the corridor, "Who is Heng Zhi?"

He knew she was drunk, but he still wanted to clarify, as if he was drunk too, just trying to be competitive.

Hengzhi's arms were around A's knees. She probably felt uncomfortable not being able to move freely, so she struggled a few times and insisted on getting down.

The man staggered and bumped into Hengzhi's arms.

"Ah." It hurt a little, and his chest was so strong. Ah'ao raised her head and looked at him deeply, "Very good! You are Hengzhi, my man."

This time he spoke faster, and finally and excitedly confirmed who he was.

Hengzhi was speechless, wondering who she had learned this from.

"Let's go to the street. I want to buy something for you." A's voice was a little hoarse from the alcohol and not as clear as before.

Hengzhi patiently held her shoulders and said, "You are drunk. You should go back and drink some sobering soup and go to sleep."

"No." She frowned and broke away from him, like a drunkard who was hard to coax and didn't listen to anyone. "You have to buy it."

Hengzhi couldn't persuade her, so he put a cloak on her, held her hand tightly, and walked out to the street.

There are many people on the Little New Year, and the streets are bustling. Even in the coldest weather, it seems lively.

A'ao walked from the south side of the street to the north side, and Hengzhi didn't know what she wanted to buy.

Finally, it stopped in front of a jade shop, which looked very valuable.

She pulled out a blueprint from her bosom and slapped it on the shopkeeper's desk with great pride, "Shopkeeper, use the best jade to make me a set of objects according to this blueprint. I'm going to give it to someone as a birthday gift."

After that, another ingot of gold was knocked on the counter.

The shopkeeper saw that she was not quite awake and looked at Hengzhi questioningly.

"Who are you sending it to?" Heng Qi took a look at the blueprint, which was a set of sketches of a jade crown, jade hairpin, jade pendant, and jade belt. The drawings were very delicate, and the patterns were very vivid.

"For you." Ah'ao looked up at him, "A gentleman will never leave his jade without a reason. I'm giving it to you as a birthday gift." After saying that, she explained, "You celebrated my birthday and spent the whole night with me counting the gifts. I have to make up for it by celebrating one for you."

Hengzhi stared at her in silence for a moment.

In this way, he really believed that the girl in front of him was so drunk that she even forgot her age.

It was now the twelfth lunar month, and his birthday was on the first day of the twelfth lunar month. She had already sent the gift, a portrait made for him.

But he couldn't help feeling sour in his heart. It's not the wine that makes people drunk, but the people themselves.

He reached out and touched her hair. "Okay, can you come back with me now?"

A'ao still looked at him and nodded obediently.

(End of this chapter)