C134 Yue cheng banquet 2

Song Qing and Yu were not used to sitting in palanquins. After passing through the Prefect's residence, he was directly invited to a guest room in the rear courtyard to rest. The backyard was completely cleared out. Simple and clean, with a guard every few steps.

Zuo Linyi didn't come back all day.

In the evening, someone came to invite Song Qing and Yu. Song Qingyu saw a palanquin being brought in and was unwilling to participate. He suddenly thought of Zuo Linyi and agreed.

The banquet was held in the biggest restaurant in Yue City. Two floors up and down had been completely taken care of by the prefect, and the surrounding commoners were all expelled.

Nannan lifted the curtain for Song Qingyu.

"Young master, aren't you used to sitting in a palanquin? After returning home in the morning, he had been out of sorts for a while. It had taken him a long time to recover and he finally agreed to it.

"That's exactly the case, which is why I have to come even more. If you don't think Zuo Linyi is sick, how can he drink? He was a person with a calm personality, so he definitely didn't take this matter to heart. This time, the condition is quite serious. "

Nannan was slightly shocked as Song Qingyu was already walking in.

The melodious sound of a zither could be heard from within. It was as if it was flowing water from mountains and valiant rivers, yet also as if it was the graceful sound of rivers and rivers. The gentle sound of the music struck the spring water, bit by bit.

The people who were attracted moved forward and raised their voices. "Young Master Li has arrived …"

Following which, two servants who were leading the way immediately led Song Qing Yu upstairs, "So it was Young Master Li who arrived. If you're out of the way, Young Master, please follow me."

Song Qingyu didn't even look at him as he walked up the stairs.

A lively and lively scene appeared in front of him. He saw a long table in the front, the rest were divided into two rows in a circular formation. From within, a song and dance could be heard, and the sound of a zither was coming from within.

The dancers danced to the sound of the zither. There was no other musical instrument, only the melodious and melodious sound of the zither.

When Song Qing Yu led the way, he couldn't see whether the person at the front had arrived or not. He walked forward anxiously. Looking forward, through the layers of dancers, Song Qingyu first saw the back of the lady in the middle.

She wore the clothes of Sulan and sat upright in the center. All the other adults were present. One after another, they toasted and drank with fervor.

Song Qingyu had yet to approach.

Hearing the sound of clapping hands from above.

"Jun'er, pour some wine for the ninth prince."

"Yes."

The sound of the zither abruptly stopped and the dancing girl didn't stop. The woman in the long plain blue dress stood up and slowly walked forward.

At the same time, Song Qingyu also saw the familiar figure above.

It could be said that he was intoxicated.

He lazily leaned against the chair, and the slapping sound came from him.

Song Qing and Yu were so angry that they clenched their fists and walked forward.

The woman was passing the wine to Zuo Linyi. Zuo Linyi smiled gently and held onto her hand in a half-drunk manner. "This lady seems familiar to me. She looks rather friendly."

The woman withdrew her hand and lowered her head, feeling troubled, "My daughter, Yue Zhijun, has never seen the Ninth Prince before."

"Zhijun, what a nice name."

"This is my daughter, Jun'er. She is proficient in zither arts." The Prefect, who was standing to one side, narrowed his eyes. "Jun'er, hurry up and pass the tea leaves over."

Yue Zhijun blushed slightly. She lowered her head, not daring to look at Zuo Linyi as she pushed her cup forward.

Zuo Linyi grabbed her wrist and gently pulled her forward. "Since you're handing over the tea …"

The Prefect's face curved upwards.

A blue figure appeared in front of him. Song Qingyu walked up and held the wine cup between the two of them with a light smile. "Since Lady Yue is not like this, I am willing to serve the Ninth Prince."

As Song Qing Yu said this, he took out the wine cup and viciously threw it towards Zuo Linyi. He then poured it all over Zuo Linyi's collar.

"Sorry, ninth prince's deterrence caused this commoner to tremble for a moment."

Zuo Linyi's gaze slowly changed. "My clothes are dirty."

Everyone could not help but take a deep breath. Thinking about how Song Qingyu would throw the wine, this was the sin of being disrespectful. Moreover, the ninth prince's eyes were filled with an unyielding hatred. He was adamant that this was a blatant provocation.

Yue Zhijun lowered her head, clutched her clothes and took half a step back in embarrassment.

"Li Qing, you've followed this prince for so long. Is this prince so repulsive, or does he have a strange face that makes you so scared?" Zuo Linyi rested his chin on his hand and looked at her.

Song Qingyu respectfully bowed and calmly replied in a tone that was neither humble nor arrogant, "Ninth Prince is naturally wise and wise, without any anger."

No one dared to praise him.

Everyone thought that Song Qingyu would be dragged down.

Zuo Linyi laughed heartily and stood up, walking out of his seat as if he was on the verge of collapse. Smelling the strong smell of alcohol on his body, Song Qingyu frowned, and had no choice but to support him.

"You guys continue. This prince will go change."

Lord Yue quickly stood up, "There is a room at the back of the second floor. Jun'er will send the Ninth Prince off to change into clean clothes. "

"No need, this commoner will send the ninth prince."

Song Qingyu said and supported Zuo Linyi to the room at the back.

Prefect Yue could only give up and cast a sidelong glance at Yue Zhijun. She kept her head down.

Song Qingyu pushed open the door to the innermost room. With one hand supporting him and the other closing the door, the ninth prince glared at him in disgust, "The ninth prince drank so much wine, does he feel that his body is very good?"

Zuo Linyi smiled gently and hooked her chin. "Just now, did you splash this prince's wine or was it because this prince was ill or because he was angry?"

Song Qing turned his head, and his big hands pinched her chin, forcing Song Qing Yu to meet his gaze. Song Qing Yu retreated step by step, and was forced to the door.

"Why aren't you answering this prince?"

"You drank too much. I'll go and prepare you a cup of tea to sober you up. "

"No need, the best alcohol is here."

Song Qingyu was slightly taken aback. He didn't understand what he meant. His chin was raised as he was forced to look at Zuo Linyi. Zuo Linyi lowered his eyes. The glittering luster was like a resplendent light. As he slowly approached, Song Qingyu could hear his heart pounding.

He moved closer, closer to her lips. Song Qingyu was so nervous that he could barely breathe.

"One more step and I'll chop you into pieces." Song Qing and Yu were both short of breath. Ye Zichen clenched his hands nervously.

Zuo Linyi smiled.

Seven parts wine, one part ink.

The door was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and Mu Quan's voice rang out, "Master, I've prepared some clean clothes, are you inside? Why was the door locked? Master, are you alright? "

Zuo Linyi frowned and paused slightly.

Song Qingyu took advantage of this opportunity and pulled open the door. Just as he was about to run out, Zuo Linyi caught his clothes.

"Aren't you a doctor? The patient is here. Where are you going? "

Mu Quan looked at the two of them in confusion. He passed the clothes to Zuo Linyi and was puzzled, "Master, why are you two standing in front of the door?"

"F * ck off."

Zuo Linyi coldly said and kicked Mu Quan out. At the same time, he grabbed Song Qingyu's clothes and pulled her in. After that, he fiercely locked the door. Carrying his clothes, he walked towards the inner room, "This prince remembers that you said you can't drink alcohol. Drunk. Instead, it was your goblet of wine that splashed the smell of wine on me. "

"If I didn't drink too much, how would I be able to do anything?" Song Qingyu let out a sigh of relief as he watched him leave.

He took off his outer robes and skillfully changed them.

"This prince truly feels that she looks familiar, similar to the figure of the person who assassinated her that day. This prince remembers that the person who cut me that day was a woman, so I intentionally grabbed her wrist to see if she had any martial arts. "

As Zuo Linyi spoke, he turned around and walked towards Song Qingyu, "Do you still smell the scent of wine from my body?"

Song Qingyu looked at him with fear in his eyes and frowned.