Chapter 459

"OK, where to?"

The east wind broke the lonely sadness on his resolute face, and his tone was low.

Gentleman yuan looked back at the city from here, "go to the Fengyan building!"

"OK, go, don't get drunk!"

"Don't get drunk!"

Two men, holding each other's horses, walked side by side towards the city. After half an hour, they came to a restaurant with elegant decoration, gave the horses to the boy who greeted them, and went directly into the second floor of Fengyan building.

They sat by the window and ordered four jars of spirits.

Dongfeng Po and Junzi yuan gave up the wine cup at the same time, looked at each other, tacitly opened the wine seal, and directly touched the wine jar.

Dongfeng said, "dry!"

Junzi yuan: "OK, do it!"

They talked about each other while drinking.

"Wind breaks, do you think she is cruel?"

Dongfeng Po's hand holding wine froze in the air. Looking at Junzi yuan, he asked, "what do you think?"

While gently tapping on the wine jar with his hand, Junzi yuan closed his eyes and said, "cruel, too cruel. Leave without saying goodbye. I feel very painful here."

He knocked heavily on his chest, but his eyes looked at the east wind breaking again, as if he hadn't knocked himself.

Dongfeng Po looked up and took a big sip of wine. He looked out of the window without focus. He looked at the birds singing freely on the branches outside the window and said, "yes, he didn't even give me the last side. He left so smartly and took away all my hope and happiness."

After that, they didn't say a word. At the moment, they don't need a word. Their mood is the same. Only who has more pain than who, and only liquor can let them be released and temporarily paralyzed.

The wind in May and June blew in from the window with a Zao heat. Their faces were a little red because of strong wine. Each of the four jars of wine had two jars. They drank all of them in less than one incense. The four empty wine jars were staggering. The wind poured into the empty wine jars with a strong smell of wine. Both of them were confused, Alcohol dulls their thinking.

Two men with the same pride were lying on a table and began to talk nonsense.

"Junzi yuan is all you. If you hadn't obstructed me, the girl would have been my Dongfeng Po's wife. It's all you?"

"Oh, yes, but the east wind breaks. I tell you, as long as Zuo pianfan will come and see Sisi, you can't be together. It doesn't matter whether you have me or not."

With these words, Junzi yuan began to beat his feet and beat his chest and said: "You know, you are my brother. She is the most loved person in my life. On the one hand, I don't want to hurt you. On the other hand, I don't want to give up without fighting for anything. But even if I try hard, it seems that she doesn't have me in her heart. Even if she has me in her heart, she won't be happy to leave me. I just abandon her, so I won't let her leave, but... But..."

Dongfeng Po stretched out his hand and patted Junzi yuan on the back, "ha ha, ha ha, yes, she is willing to force her to die, but she doesn't want to stay. In that way, she protects Zuo pianfan. What is he inferior to?"

With a bitter smile, Junzi yuan subconsciously hooked the wine jar around him. After grasping it, he picked it up and shook it. Wen angrily said, "it's empty!"

The wine jar slammed to the ground and broke. He shouted, "wine, bring wine!"

"Wine, your wine."

A waiter came over with two jars of wine, put it down and hurried away, as if they were demons.

Gentleman yuan sat up lazily, took a jar of wine himself, and then pushed another jar of wine to Dongfeng's eyes, "forget it. It's better to forget if you can't get it."

Dongfeng Po directly hugged the wine jar in his arms, bit off the wine seal with his mouth, looked up and poured a few mouthfuls fiercely, and said faintly, "gentleman yuan, can you forget?"

Laughing at himself, he also poured a few mouthfuls, "no!"

Perhaps because of the strong liquor, Dongfeng Po, who had never talked much, talked more for a while. With a trace of sarcasm, he looked at Junzi yuan and said, "what can you do if you don't forget? You'll have a son sooner or later."

The scholar yuan looked a little confused. He regained some sense because of the east wind breaking. His body stiffened and sat straight, "Yes, I wish I hadn't been born in the emperor's house. Hehe, I don't want to marry anyone else. I can't hold anyone else in my heart now. Is it fair for her to marry a woman in order to inherit the family? Although it is said that the emperor is the most ruthless, although I know the emperor's bitterness, I won't marry in ten years. If the imperial sister can find someone to marry in ten years and give birth to a boy , then the throne is not in the hands of others. "

"Why do you bother?"

"The east wind breaks yourself, isn't it?"

Dongfeng Po didn't answer. He picked up the wine and drank it again.

"You won't agree."

Junzi yuan sneered miserably, "don't you agree? I have undertaken the important task of the country. Can't I even decide my feelings? No one can easily change my absoluteness, neither father and queen mother."

"I always thought it was my cruel heart. I didn't think your heart was more cruel than me."

"Really? I think so. I'll do it."

Junzi yuan clasped the edge of the wine jar with one hand, raised the wine jar broken by the east wind and hit it. Then, without waiting for the east wind to break to drink, he stood up, staggered a few times, stabilized his body and poured it on his back.

The white liquor slid down his white neck and into his chest. No matter when he drinks like this, his beauty is so provocative.

Dongfeng Po was about to stand up, but as soon as he occupied it, the whole man sat back. The wine jar in his hand fell to the ground on one side and broke. The white liquor flowed all over the ground and wet a large area of his black coat.

Junzi yuan just poured the last drop into his stomach. His steps were a little vain. Looking at the embarrassing appearance of Dongfeng breaking, he smiled, "you can't drink!"

After that, he fell down with a somersault. In line with the crisis response of the martial arts practitioner, Junzi yuan supported the corner of the table with both hands and directly lay on the table. He collapsed and softened down. His slender white finger bones turned red. His breathing rose rapidly. The wine strength came up. Junzi yuan looked vaguely at the east wind breaking, and then fell asleep, This was the first time he snored, or did he snore with a heavy nasal sound.

"I can't drink, you can't!"

The east wind broke, reached out and subconsciously patted Junzi yuan's arm, but he patted a stool on the table, shook his head, and a burst of dizziness hit, "I can't do it!"

Two big men, sleeping in the elegant room, the window is still that window, but there is more confused wine smell in the wind.

More than three months later, on the Mid Autumn Festival on August 15, Yao Sisi returned to the prime minister's house in Kyoto, the country of heaven and earth that has been away for nearly three years.

Originally, according to Zuo pianfan's intention, he wanted to go back to the fourth King's house first, but Yao Sisi couldn't stand his bitter plea, and the carriage stopped outside the prime minister's house.

Yao Sisi looked at the residence she had been away from for a long time. Her heart was very excited. She jumped out of the carriage, trotted all the way to the scarlet gate and knocked on the knocker disorderly.

"Dong Dong!"

"Who?"

A middle-aged man opened the door, leaned out his head and looked at Yao Sisi. He was stunned and excited quickly. "It's miss four. Miss four, you're back."