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851.【Qing Lan】Spelling Wine

Chapter 851 [Qinglan] Wine

It was almost midnight, but the palace was still brightly lit and singing and dancing.

Yang Xiaoyu walked from the front hall to the main hall with a nervous mood.

Eunuch Fu informed him, "The goddess is here--"

However, the hall was still singing and dancing, and no one stopped to look at her. Lu Changhuan was too lazy to raise his eyelids and waved his hand.

Eunuch Fu immediately retreated to Lu Changhuan to serve him.

Yang Xiaoyu stood there awkwardly, wondering what Lu Changhuan meant.

The dancers' enchanting figures were only wrapped in a layer of gauze. The surging sensation on the chest of the gauze, and the waists that were not full of their grip all attracted people's attention like bewitching.

Yang Xiaoyu frowned repeatedly. The smell of powder here was too strong, so heavy that it made her a little disgusting. The dancer swayed around and couldn't see any beauty in her eyes. She just felt messy and irritable, and wanted to leave this place immediately.

Looking at Lu Changhuan again, he hugged two half-naked beauties on both sides, feeding wine and grapes. It was really a pleasure.

Yang Xiaoyu was even more frustrated for a moment. She walked forward and squatted down to look at Lu Changhuan, "What's the point of calling me in the middle of the night?"

Lu Changhuan swallowed the grapes from the beauty's fingertips, and then he had time to look up at her, "Oh, are you here?"

Yang Xiaoyu suspected that he did it on purpose, and he definitely did it on purpose!

When she came in just now, the father-in-law clearly reported it, and the father-in-law was standing by his side to serve him now. He sent someone to find her back, but he didn't know that he had arrived yet? Just kidding!

"Well, here we are here! Say something quickly!" Yang Xiaoyu considered herself a well-educated person, so there was no need to say the next half.

Lu Changhuan responded and continued to focus on the singing and dancing and beauty in front of him, "Let's talk about it when their dance is over, don't worry."

Don't worry, you dug me out of the bed in the middle of the night?!

Yang Xiaoyu felt that she was about to turn into a fire-breathing dragon in an instant.

She laughed furiously, so she simply pushed away the beauty beside Lu Changhuan, dragged a mat out roughly, and sat cross-legged!

"You!" The beautiful woman's eyes widened, unable to believe that someone dared to be so arrogant in front of the emperor. "Where did the wild girl come from? She doesn't understand the rules!"

Yang Xiaoyu sneered faintly, "I've been here for so long, you don't want me to sit down. I don't blame you for being rude and giving you face. I've found a place to sit down and you still blame me? Who doesn't understand the rules?"

"I--"

"Oh, you know you don't understand the rules?" Yang Xiaoyu nodded, "It's okay, it's okay, you can correct your mistakes, it's great to be good. I can hold a boat in my prime minister's stomach. I forgive you. Come and pour me a cup of tea."

The beauty subconsciously went to find the teacup, and when she moved her hand, she immediately looked embarrassed, "Who are you! Why should you tell me?"

The dancer had long seen that Yang Xiaoyu's clothes were not like concubines in the palace, and although they were not like palace maids, she guessed that her identity must be nowhere to be high. Seeing that she had been in for so long, the emperor never paid attention to her. She must be an insignificant inferior slut!

Yang Xiaoyu raised her eyebrows slightly, Lu Changhuan waved her dancer with one hand, and finally raised her eyes to look at Yang Xiaoyu, "There is no tea here, only wine."

His slender fingers were holding the luminous cup of light flowing. His deep purple eyes were more confusing than the wine in the cup!

The corners of his thin lips curled, "Do you dare to drink?"

Yang Xiaoyu was the most infuriated person. He was immediately angry by Lu Changhuan, "What's the point that I dare not!"

Soon after, she just drank several times of wine. She used to drink it often. My mother always pays attention to health care. She has a glass of wine every day, saying that it is good for women, beautiful and beautiful.

Sometimes she will drink something secretly when she is fine. After all, everyone loves beauty. Which woman doesn’t want her to be beautiful and keep her youthful forever?

A bright color flashed in his eyes, and was then replaced by a slightly drunken drunkenness.

The dancer immediately took the new wine glass and poured it over. Lu Changhuan lazily picked up the cup and delivered it to Yang Xiaoyu, "drink."

Yang Xiaoyu suddenly felt a little timid. It wasn't right. She was called by this guy here. It was obvious that he had something to look for him, so why did he come over and have a drink with him?

"The wine has been poured. If you want to reject my wine, you have to think about the consequences..."

An understatement made Yang Xiaoyu’s back completely cold!

Could this be considered as a resentment of the order?

That's a matter of losing her head, but she is a goddess. Even if she resists the order, it won't be this time or twice. Lu Changhuan shouldn't have cut off her head just because of a glass of wine, right?

But when Yang Xiaoyu looked carefully, Lu Changhuan looked drunk and confused at this moment, and he was lazy. He must have drunk a lot of words or two light but extremely lethal words.

If he was not very clear-headed and he angered him again, he would not care about his identity as a goddess or a goddess, and he would just drag it down and chop it down!

"Um?"

Yang Xiaoyu snatched the cup and raised her neck and drank it all!

Instead, he raised the empty glass cup, "I've drunk it, is that OK?"

"continue."

"What?" Before Yang Xiaoyu could react, the dancer immediately filled another cup.

Lu Changhuan laughed evilly, "I have issued an order to stay drunk tonight!"

Grandma, what a bear! Is this the intention to get her drunk?

Looking at the pool of blood-red nectar flowing in the green color, Yang Xiaoyu swallowed her saliva nervously.

Eunuch Fu advised him, "Drink, the emperor is in great interest today, don't smear the emperor."

This master and servant sang and reconciled, putting pressure on Yang Xiaoyu in different ways.

Yang Xiaoyu bit her lip, "But I..."

"The wine poured out is definitely not left." Lu Changhuan drank two or three more cups in a row while speaking.

It is obvious that I just drink it as water. Isn’t this wine intoxicating?

Yang Xiaoyu would think about the taste that she had just entered her mouth. It was indeed full of fragrance, with the unique sweet and sourness of grapes, and she didn't feel much alcohol smell.

"Then let's say it first. This is the last cup. After drinking this cup, I'll go back to bed if I have something to do.

Lu Changhuan raised his eyebrows, not saying anything, but just raised the cup and signaled her to drink the cup quickly.

Yang Xiaoyu gritted her teeth and raised her head to pour it down again.

Lu Changhuan smiled with satisfaction, "Comeone--"

"Hey!" Yang Xiaoyu was anxious and grabbed his wine glass back, "I said that the glass was the last one just now! You are the emperor, and you don't joke!"

"Did I promise you?"

"..." Yang Xiaoyu was speechless. No wonder he didn't say anything just now, and it turned out that he deliberately put her here!
Chapter completed!
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