When she noticed the taste in her mouth, she had already swallowed the sweet-scented osmanthus wine, and Mo Lingwei was startled, feeling a little dazed.
She licked her dry lips, picked up the wine bottle, poured herself another glass, put it on her lips, tasted it, and drank it again.
When Bao'er and Chu Yunyao found out, Mo Lingwei had already drank three glasses in a row, and she was holding the exquisite and small white jade wine bottle and was about to pour herself a fourth glass.
The two of them belatedly recalled that when they were in Yuncheng, at the dining table where they met Xiu'er for the first time, Mo Lingwei drank wine, but she couldn't drink enough, and almost poured it in one glass.
Chu Yunyao quickly pressed her hand: "Ling Wei, you can't drink it anymore, although this sweet-scented osmanthus rice wine has a lower concentration, it is wine after all, so you should not drink too much.
If you like it, I will give you an altar, let Bao'er take it back to the bamboo garden, and drink a small cup after eating at noon every day..."
Bao'er snatched her cup, "Miss, let me take you back to the bamboo garden."
Mo Lingwei nodded, her eyes shining brightly, she was helped up by Bao'er, she reached out to hold the remaining half bottle of sweet-scented osmanthus rice wine, and hugged her tightly in her arms.
Bao'er stretched out her hand: "Miss, I'll just hold it."
Mo Lingwei didn't speak, but she refused to let go.
Seeing this, Bao'er knew that Mo Lingwei was already drunk.
The wine was brewed by Chu Yunyao herself, and she only drank three cups, so it shouldn't have much effect on the fetus, but Mo Lingwei is really too weak, and Chu Yunyao was a little worried.
She stretched out her long fingers, wanting to feel Mo Lingwei's pulse.
Mo Lingwei thought that Chu Yunyao was also going to take the wine jar in her arms, so she turned sideways to avoid her hands, and walked out.
Bao'er was afraid that she would fall, so she ran after her to hold her arm.
Chu Yunyao told the servant to take good care of the two children, so she also chased after her and sent Mo Lingwei back to the bamboo garden with Bao'er.
Red lanterns were hung at the gate of the bamboo garden. Mo Lingwei raised her head and stood at the gate, staring at the two bright red lanterns for a long time. She didn't know what she thought of. She didn't move for a long time, and she was speechless. Choke.
Love is more than knowledge, and drunk is more than wine.
Perhaps only after a person is drunk can he get rid of those disturbing disturbances and face his heart directly.
Seeing Mo Lingwei's tears were shining, Bao'er didn't know how to comfort her, so she could only turn her eyes and look at Chu Yunyao for help.
Snowflakes fell one after another, flashed in the halo of the lantern, and disappeared into the darkness, like a fleeting firefly.
"Ling Wei, it's cold outside, let me help you in." Chu Yunyao helped her step into the courtyard door and into the bedroom.
There was a fire in the bedroom, and it was warm.
Mo Lingwei carefully placed the wine bottle on the table and sat on the edge of the bed.
The housekeeper suddenly ran over as if facing a formidable enemy, "Young Madam, it's not good, the young miss is greedy, so she went to the small kitchen and drank several cups of sweet-scented osmanthus sweet rice wine secretly, and got a little drunk."
Chu Yunyao: "..."
"This child really doesn't care for a moment." Chu Yunyao had no choice but to hand Mo Lingwei to Bao'er to take care of, and before leaving, she told: "Make Ling Wei a bowl of hangover soup and feed her to drink, lest she drink it. uncomfortable."
"Miss, go and see the young lady. The eldest lady has good wine, and she is not a boisterous temper, so don't worry." Bao'er sent Chu Yunyao away, helped Mo Lingwei remove the cloak, and helped her to lie down.
"Miss, you lie down for a while, I'll go to the small kitchen and make you some hangover soup." Bao'er tucked up the quilt for Mo Lingwei, saw her eyes closed, and left quickly.
A moment later, Mo Lingwei opened her eyes and saw Bao'er's back disappear into the bedroom. She immediately lifted the quilt, got up from the bed, put on her cloak, opened the drawer, picked up a half-sized wooden box, and left the bedroom …