She fell out after crying at the wrong grave

Once you enter a social situation, it is difficult to escape unscathed.

Even if some people are famous princes of the second rank, they cannot escape from drinking one cup after another.

Zhang Hai knew that he had gone too far today, but seeing that the young marquis accepted all offers, he became more and more daring. So he couldn't stop drinking and drank until dusk.

The other guests had already left, and even his brother-in-law Wei Guohui was now lying unconscious under the doorway. Because he had to see Zhao Hou off, he had no time to take care of him.

"Here, we have prepared a carriage for you, get in." Zhang Hai said with a big tongue, directing the carriage to put down the footstool.

Hengzhi felt a little dizzy, and his vision was already blurry. The lanterns across the street were only a ball of light and shadows in his eyes, and his shapes could not be seen. His whole body was filled with the strong smell of his own alcohol. He frowned in disgust in the dark with his back to others.

Judging from the amount of food I ate, if I continued to sway in the carriage and couldn't get out of the street, I would probably vomit and pass out.

When we go back then, it will be in a mess.

No, I have to fight for this little bit of face with my last bit of clarity.

Hengzhi waved his hand with his back to the people, untied a horse casually, and jumped on it.

"Good!" A deafening sound suddenly rang out. Zhang Hai clapped his hands vigorously, which was very conspicuous in the quiet twilight. "Young Marquis, your skills are good! Good!"

His wife was half a step behind him, and turned away speechlessly. She was afraid that Heng Qi would hear it and blame him when he woke up from the alcohol, so she quickly went over to cover Zhang Hai's mouth.

But now Hengzhi's five senses seemed to be blocked. He controlled the horse by relying on his body's perception in the haze and walked unsteadily.

Yun Cheng waited at the street corner for a long time, and finally saw his master coming out. He hurried to greet him, "Master, are you okay?" His arms couldn't help but hold him loosely, for fear that the young marquis would fall down accidentally.

Hengzhi only looked normal, his mind was a mess. When he saw Yuncheng, his memory went back to some day, and he muttered incoherently, "You've come just in time, let's go back quickly, go back..."

"Ah?" Yun Cheng was a little confused. "You look quite drunk." The horse ran faster and faster. Yun Cheng couldn't help but run after it. "Luckily, Madam called me here. Otherwise, you don't look like you can go back tonight."

The horse neighed to the sky, and was suddenly reined in. "Tell me, who asked you to come?"

Yun Cheng stopped walking, stood there and took a few breaths, then explained, "My wife sent someone to tell me that you were probably very drunk, so she came to take you back."

Hengzhi thought seriously for a while, and suddenly smiled.

The lights on the street soon came on, whether it was selling wine and cakes, or singing and dancing in the wine shops, all seemed to be thriving.

The young marquis was wearing a black robe that showed off his figure, and his long hair was tied up high with a silver crown. He sat on his horse with a jade-like complexion, and suddenly smiled, catching the eyes of many people on the street.

Whether you know it or not, the streets tonight are filled with the beautiful sight of white horses with silver saddles riding in the spring breeze.

But what he was thinking about was, if he rode his horse past East Street, he would happen to see the person who had sent someone to pick him up, the young marquis's wife.

In the end, I didn't do that.

Hengzhi was speeding along the road like a parade train, and Yuncheng kept chasing behind him, clearing the way loudly as he did so, for fear of bumping into pedestrians.

Judging from the master's character, he will post apology notices in every corner of the city when he sobers up tomorrow morning.

The face he was trying to maintain finally couldn't resist the alcohol. Heng Qi arrived at the door of the private house, almost fell down, and vomited in the tree pit at the door where some new buds had just grown.

He had eaten almost nothing, which made his stomach feel even worse. He knelt on the ground with his legs apart, his back bent, his head buried in his arms, and he kept breathing heavily.

The guards at the door saw him and rushed over, along with Yun Cheng who arrived later, and shouted, "Quick, go get the doctor!"

Ah'ao was in the house, holding the Book of Changes that she had gotten from Wang Jingyuan, and studying the six lines carefully.

Just when I was thinking that Hengzhi couldn't possibly be so outrageous as to spend the night at Zhang Hai's house, Yunli broke open the door and ran in, "Madam, go to the door quickly, the young marquis has fainted!"

Ah'ao scared her so much that the book in her hand fell to the ground.

really.

Since they met, there were two occasions when Heng Qi got drunk. The first time was when he hosted a banquet for a group of wealthy businessmen in the city. Although he didn't get drunk, fortunately, he got his way in the end. With a glass of wine, the tax was exempted, which solved the urgent problem of money flow in the city after Heng Qi's death.

That day, A'ao met Mrs. Zhou on the street and resolutely left him behind.

However, Hengzhi wanted to ask her to go with him, probably because he didn't want those singing and dancing girls to get close to him and accompany him to drink. In the end, it didn't work out, and he still rolled around in the pile of makeup.

After making a joke, Ah-yi stopped talking about it. Firstly, he felt guilty for running away from the battlefield, and secondly, Heng-chi was also very upset when he encountered such a thing. Even among friends, we should not expose each other's shortcomings every day.

And then there was what happened today.

Since the banquet was held for the baby's full moon, there would be no singers or dancers. Zhang Hai's wife, Ah-yi, had met him several times. She was a very capable woman and would not indulge her husband in any way.

So if he fainted, it could only be from drinking.

Yun Cheng was carrying someone on his back and was just about to cross the stone bridge when he bumped into Ah'ao.

"Have you called a doctor?" A'er stepped aside to make way and asked quickly.

Yun Cheng nodded, and chased the horse and then carried Heng Zhi on his back, without having time to speak. Although his physical strength was not as good as Yun Cong's, it was actually still OK. It was just that Heng Zhi looked tall and thin, but in fact he was very strong, and it was a bit difficult for him to carry the weight.

A'ao was overwhelmed by the strong smell of alcohol and could hardly open her eyes.

The best way for a person to grow is to hate something very much, but to face this hatred willingly in order to achieve his own goal.

The wine table may be one of them.

She recalled the year she came of age, when Shen Cong suddenly had the urge to hold a birthday party for her. That was the first time Ah-yi got drunk, and everyone from the royal family to the civil and military officials were warned to say something auspicious to the princess. So whenever they said something, Ah-yi would drink a glass. The good wine stored in the palace was not something Ah-yi could handle, even if Chen Zhaoying loved her daughter and secretly had someone dilute it with water.

Her face was red from drinking, and everyone was looking at the princess with a mask of congratulations. But she couldn't stop, because Shen Cong was the emperor, and she could disobey her father's orders, but not the emperor's orders.

Since then, I have improved my drinking capacity, but I have also developed a dislike for alcohol.

Hengzhi was probably the same. If he went against his will to attend a social event, he would do as Yunli said that time, burning his clothes from head to toe and washing his body until his skin was gone.

On this matter, they were surprisingly unanimous.

The young marquis was unconscious and was thrown onto the bed. He lay on his side with his hands covering his face, as if he was about to run away if Ah-yi came to flirt with him.

Remembering that Madam Cui had once asked someone to bring the hangover soup to her in the palace late at night, A'ao planned to go to the kitchen and make a bowl of it before the doctor arrived.

Although she didn't remember the exact recipe, based on the taste, she thought it was probably made of dried tangerine peel, kudzu root and hay. Mrs. Cui was afraid that she couldn't drink it, so she added some honey.

These ingredients are probably easy to find. Although Ah-yi has never cooked, she can watch others cook and taste the flavors.

Thinking of this, he turned around and prepared to leave.

Suddenly, a restraining force arose on her wrist. Hengzhi's palm became hot. As he held Ah'ao's hand, she also felt hot for some reason.

More importantly, Yun Cheng and Yun Li were still standing aside, just watching.

A sudden feeling of guilt made Ah'ao pursed her lips and bent down to break free from Hengzhi.

The latter seemed to wake up suddenly and vaguely hugged A's waist.

Help!

Ah'ao widened her eyes and looked at Yunli for help.

I just hugged him, but how could this man be so strong? Is he trying to kill me?

Yunli pretended not to see it at the right time and looked at Yuncheng in a pretentious manner, "By the way, the new wife just said that it is tangerine peel, kudzu root and licorice, plus honey, right?"

Yun Cheng nodded seriously, "Yes, but you can leave out the honey. Eating it at night will cause toothache."

Ah-yi: ...

Traitor A, Traitor B.

The friendship of building the same rabbit nest in the yard is over! From now on, you two will be called this!
The two men were probably afraid of being scolded, so they ran out as fast as they could after they finished speaking, and carefully closed the door.

The only one who was injured tonight was A'ao.

Ah'ao frowned and pushed the drunkard, "Let go, Hengzhi, you're strangling me." There was a hint of helplessness in her tone.

This shouldn't be the case anyway. I had helped look after him before, so why did he end up doing something stupid?

Hengzhi closed his eyes and lowered his head, looking like a depressed dog. If you put your hand in front of him, you can still feel his hot breath.

"What?" A'ao heard him mumbling something, so she leaned over to listen and found that he was actually calling for his mother.

Well, I got a son for free.

Ah'ao bent down, wanting to see how drunk the man was.

As soon as she saw his face, his eyes, like frozen lake water, opened, startling her. But it was only for a moment, and he immediately returned to his drunken state.

It turns out that he was born with a pair of cold eyes.

"Ah's." He spoke in a very soft voice, and then he came to his senses.

I was half asleep and half awake just now, and I thought
"Are you awake?" Ah-yi thought it was funny, and boldly pinched his cheeks until they puffed up, "Give me a higher generation, I won't give you any New Year's money, I'm very poor."

He didn't resist, but the smell of alcohol was on his face, and every place he touched was hot.

"We'll have money soon." Heng Qi said this in a light tone, and his arm, which had refused to obey his command, finally let go of Ah-yi. "I accomplished something today."

The corners of his eyes were slightly tilted, and I didn't know if it was because I was looking at him from above or if he was really a little proud.

Ah-yi thought it was just drunken talk, and followed his wishes and asked, "Well, what's the big deal?"

"You ran away secretly, and then everyone at the banquet wanted me to buy property in their businesses." He pushed his hands back, and his shoulder blades bulged out like a mountain peak.

"I am now the owner of half the city."

The clothes with dull colors seemed to sparkle with the vigor and vitality of the whole person.

Ah'ao didn't know what he was like before, but this was the first time she saw him with such an expression during the time they had known each other.

In this way, he showed everyone without any concealment that the sky was right in front of him.

"Okay." He nodded in praise, and then hit him, "Now you are poorer than me."

Hengzhi: “…”

(End of this chapter)