Chapter 1992： No, I never curse in my heart

At the end of the meal, everyone watched Gu Yihan and Ye Siming fight their drinks.

Gu Yihan's alcohol intake has always been good, but everyone looked at it and found that Gu Yihan's face gradually turned red after drinking.

On the other hand, Ye Siming still had a calm and cold expression on his face, without changing his color.

After a while, drinking this wine, it will first support the stomach, and then intoxicate.

On Gu Yihan's face, there was already a slightly blurred drunken state.

Seeing this, Gu Nuo'er looked at Ye Siming, covered her lips with her little hand, and said heavily, "Cough!"

Ye Siming just picked up a new jar of wine, and when he heard the sound, the young man made a move.

Then he put the wine jar back on the table and lay down directly.

He tried his best to pretend to be drunk, and said a few words coldly: "I'm drunk."

Qiao Xiuli, who had always been so calm, couldn't help but snorted, and then held back his laugh.

Gu Nuo'er pressed her eyebrows.

Brother Siming doesn't even pretend to be a bit like him!

Gu Yihan braced himself and laughed first: "Get drunk so soon? I still don't feel anything!"

After speaking, he felt a little nauseated, and burped a wine burp in an inaudible low.

Concubine Qiao closed her eyes helplessly.

She stood up and said, "I'm having a good time drinking too. The emperor won against Siming. The concubine sees that you both drank a lot. Let's go to the guest room to rest for a while."

Gu Yihan waved his hand, propped up on the table and stood up: "I have nothing to do, I'll send you Hou Yongye first."

He said, his body swaying, as if to show that he was okay, he took the initiative to walk over to help Ye Siming.

Ye Siming lowered his head and pretended to be drunk, but Gu Yihan pulled him up.

The young man had no choice but to raise a pair of cold, dark eyes, and his expression was calm, how could there be any hint of drunkenness?

Gu Nuo'er gave him a wink.

Ye Siming calmly supported Gu Yihan, who was swaying.

"Where is the guest room? I'll send Hou Yongye over there." Gu Yihan said drunkenly.

Madam Qiao quickly assigned a maid to accompany her.

Concubine Qiao was uneasy, so she put on her skirt and followed.

Madam Qiao waved her hands again and again: "Nuo'er, you should also go and have a look."

Instead, Gu Nuo'er sat steadily, and she smiled playfully.

"I won't go. Dad has mother to take care of him. Brother Siming is not drunk. He will come back later."

On the way to the guest room.

Gu Yihan was supported by Ye Siming, and his tone was full of drunkenness.

"Marquis Yongye, I know that sometimes you must scold me for being mean to you in your heart, don't you?"

Ye Siming replied calmly, "No, I never curse in my heart."

Gu Yihan laughed twice, then raised his face again: "I don't believe it."

After he finished speaking, he patted Ye Siming on the shoulder helplessly: "You have to understand me, I am just a child like Nuoer."

Ye Siming raised his eyebrows faintly.

Are those twenty-eight princes not human?

Gu Yihan sighed: "If you want to marry her, it is useless to be reluctant in my heart. The important thing is that Nuoer is happy and she is willing."

"If I forcibly break it up, wouldn't it be a slap in the face? But then again, let me hand over my raised daughter in vain, and I feel depressed in my heart!"

He said, hammering Ye Siming's heart twice.

The young man did not frown, nor did he remind Gu Yihan that he had hit the wrong person.

Concubine Qiao watched from the side, hesitating to say anything, but in the end she could only shake her head helplessly.

Ye Siming said lightly: "If the emperor feels uncomfortable, you can vent your anger at me. I can bear it, and I can bear it."