Jing Yu looked at Zhan Beixiao blankly, what his senior brother just took was medicinal wine, his special medicinal wine!

"You also said there was no wine here, didn't you?" Zhan Beixiao frowned and looked at Jing Yu, looking a little dissatisfied.

When Jing Yu saw Zhan Beixiao, he didn't dare to speak anymore.

"Why don't you come over and accompany me!" Zhan Beixiao looked at Jing Yu again.

Jing Yu was about to cry but had no tears, so he had to sit down opposite Zhan Beixiao.

Zhan Beixiao seemed to have something on his mind, drinking one glass after another. Jing Yu watched with fear, but didn't dare to say anything.

"Senior brother, I'll get you some more wine." Jing Yu didn't dare to remind Zhan Beixiao. At this time, it would be more appropriate to ask Feng Qinghua.

Zhan Beixiao didn't say anything, and Jing Yu ran out quickly.

As soon as he left the courtyard, Jing Yu met Feng Qinghua.

"Come with me quickly." Jing Yu stretched out his hand to pull Feng Qinghua and walked inside.

Feng Qinghua looked at Jing Yu with a puzzled expression, "Let me go, I have to go find Zhan Beixiao."

"Senior brother is at my place." Jing Yu felt helpless, "Hurry over and have a look."

Feng Qinghua frowned and looked at Jing Yu, then followed Jing Yu into the courtyard.

As soon as she opened the door, Feng Qinghua smelled a strong smell of alcohol.

"What did you give him to drink?" Feng Qinghua glared at Jing Yu.

Jing Yu also looked distressed. This was the medicinal wine that he had finally prepared, but his senior brother drank it all in one go.

"Senior brother brought the drink by himself. Senior brother came over angrily. How dare I stop him!" Jing Yu had a bitter look on his face. He was the worst offender.

Feng Qinghua walked to Zhan Beixiao and said, "Don't worry, didn't I tell you, the Emperor will be fine."

Feng Qinghua thought that Zhan Beixiao was worried about Emperor Xuantong, so he drank to drown his sorrows.

Zhan Beixiao's hair was a little messy. He looked up at Feng Qinghua and shook off Feng Qinghua's hand, "I don't need you to worry about me."

Feng Qinghua handed over the puppet in her hand, "Here, this is for you."

Zhan Beixiao's eyes fell on the puppet in Feng Qinghua's hand. Although the puppet was a little rough in carving, it was indeed lifelike and it did look somewhat similar to him.

Just when he thought that Feng Qinghua carved this doll to repay his kindness, Zhan Beixiao suddenly lost interest.

"I don't need it!" Zhan Beixiao snatched the puppet from Feng Qinghua's hand and threw it aside.

Zhan Beixiao's strength was so great that the puppet fell into two pieces.

Feng Qinghua's face turned cold, "Why are you so crazy!"

Feng Qinghua looked at the doll that was broken into two parts with some distress, and looked at Zhan Beixiao with dissatisfaction.

Zhan Beixiao stood up suddenly, his center of gravity swaying due to his drunkenness, "Yes! I am just going crazy!"

Feng Qinghua looked at Zhan Beixiao blankly, was Zhan Beixiao drunk?

Zhan Beixiao's steps were frivolous, and he pointed at Feng Qinghua and said, "Feng Qinghua, do you have any conscience?"

Feng Qinghua blinked and froze on the spot.

Jing Yu stood aside, dumbfounded that his senior brother was actually drunk.

Zhan Beixiao reached out and hugged Feng Qinghua, leaned close to Feng Qinghua's ear, and whispered, "Call me brother, and I will forgive you."

Feng Qinghua's face turned red, and she stretched out her hand to push Zhan Beixiao away, "You've drunk too much, I'll leave first."

As she said this, Feng Qinghua was about to run out.

Although Zhan Beixiao was drunk, this did not affect Zhan Beixiao's skills at all.

"Should you scream?" Zhan Beixiao grabbed Feng Qinghua and locked her in his arms.

Jing Yu stood aside stupidly, feeling a little emotional. He didn't expect his drunk senior brother to be like this.

"It's not you who caused the trouble!" Feng Qinghua couldn't break away from Zhan Beixiao, so she had to give Jing Yu a fierce look.

Jing Yu was a little innocent, "This is none of my business."

Feng Qinghua sighed helplessly, stretched out her hand to help Zhan Beixiao, "You have drunk too much, I will help you to rest."

"Then please call me brother." Zhan Beixiao repeated it again.

Jing Yu stood aside, touched his nose, and lowered his head sarcastically, as if he shouldn't be here.

Feng Qinghua gritted her teeth and whispered, "Brother."

Zhan Beixiao was happy now and responded lightly, "Yeah."

Feng Qinghua glared at Zhan Beixiao and said, "I promise you a job!"

Hearing Feng Qinghua call his brother, Zhan Beixiao obediently followed Feng Qinghua out of Jing Yu's yard.

Zhan Beixiao was very dishonest. He pinched Feng Qinghua's face and pulled Feng Qinghua's hair.

Feng Qinghua took a deep breath, resisted the urge to drop Zhan Beixiao directly, and spent a lot of effort to send Zhan Beixiao back to her yard.

Jing Yu followed quietly.

"Why didn't you help just now?" Feng Qinghua scolded Jing Yu angrily.

Jing Yu touched his head and complained in a low voice, "Senior Brother, you have to ask me to help you."

Jing Yu glanced at Zhan Beixiao's hand holding Feng Qinghua's tightly, his eyes a little complicated. In his eyes, the man who was omnipotent and perfect would pester Feng Qinghua to call her brother when he was drunk. It was simply unimaginable.

"Why are you in such a daze? Why don't you come over and take care of your senior brother?" Feng Qinghua glanced at Jing Yu who was standing there in a daze and yelled at him.

Zhan Beixiao turned over, hugged Feng Qinghua's arm tightly, and muttered, "I want you here, not him."

Feng Qinghua sighed deeply and glanced at Jing Yu, "Why don't you go get a basin of water?"

Jing Yu was still immersed in surprise. Hearing Feng Qinghua's words, he quickly ran out, "Okay, I'll go right away."

"Qinghua." Zhan Beixiao shouted in a low voice.

There was a hint of hoarseness in the deep voice. Feng Qinghua's heart skipped a beat, and a strange feeling arose in her heart.

"Qinghua." Zhan Beixiao shouted again.

Feng Qinghua coughed and said, "I'm here."

Zhan Beixiao sat up, stretched out his arms to hug Feng Qinghua and refused to let go, "Qinghua."

Feng Qinghua was a little speechless. Is Zhan Beixiao a repeater? He shouted over and over again,

"I'm here." Feng Qinghua reluctantly agreed, lowering her voice and saying, "You have a good rest and I'll wipe your face."

As if he didn't hear Feng Qinghua's words, Zhan Beixiao reached out and pinched Feng Qinghua's face, "Qinghua."

This is what Jing Yu saw when he pushed the door open and saw Zhan Beixiao holding Feng Qinghua in his arms and squeezing Feng Qinghua's face.

"I'm going to the door." Jing Yu lowered his head, carried the basin over, and hurried out of the room.

Feng Qinghua rolled her eyes and said softly, "Your Highness, you are hurting me."

Zhan Beixiao then let go of his hand and continued to hold Feng Qinghua's arm, "It doesn't hurt this way."

Feng Qinghua almost couldn't breathe. She didn't mean that at all.

Feng Qinghua stretched out her hand to free Zhan Beixiao's arm, but found that she couldn't do it at all.

Sighing, Feng Qinghua had no choice but to pick up a towel and slowly wipe Zhan Beixiao's face.
Chapter completed!