At the end of this meal, everyone watched Gu Yihan and Ye Siming compete for the amount of alcohol.
Gu Yihan's alcohol tolerance has always been good, but when everyone saw that Gu Yihan's face gradually became flushed after drinking.
On the other hand, Ye Siming still had a calm and cold face without changing his expression.
After a while, after drinking the wine, I first supported my stomach and then became intoxicating.
Gu Yihan's face already had a little confused drunkenness.
Seeing this, Gu Nuoer looked at Ye Siming, covered her lips with her little hands, and let out a heavy voice: "Cough cough!"
Ye Siming just picked up a new jar of wine, listened to the sound, and the boy's movements were played.
Then he put the wine jar back on the table and lay down directly.
And tried hard to pretend to be drunk and said a few words coldly: "I'm drunk."
Qiao Xiuli, who had always been calm, couldn't help but sneer, and then held back his smile.
Gu Nuoer pressed her eyebrows.
Brother Si Ming doesn't pretend to be like him either!
Gu Yihan held on to his spirits and took the lead in mocking: "I'm drunk so quickly?"
I still have no feelings!"
After saying that, he felt a little nauseous and burped with an inauspicious hiccup.
Concubine Qiao closed her eyes helplessly.
She stood up and said, "I've had fun drinking too much. The emperor beat Si Ming. I see that you both have a lot of drinks, so I'll send them to the guest room for a rest."
Gu Yihan waved his hand and stood up on the table: "I have nothing to do, so I'll send it to Yongyehou first."
He said, his body shaking, as if to show that he had nothing to do, he took the initiative to walk over and help Ye Siming up.
Ye Siming was originally looking down and pretending to be drunk, but Gu Yihan pulled him up.
The boy had to raise his cold and black eyes, and his expression was calm, so how could he feel at all drunk?
Gu Nuoer winked at him.
Ye Siming calmly held the shaking Gu Yihan instead.
“Where is the guest room?
I send Yongyehou over."
Gu Yihan was drunk and authentic.
Old Mrs. Qiao quickly appointed a maid to accompany her.
Concubine Qiao was worried, so she lifted her skirt and followed her.
Mrs. Qiao waved her hands repeatedly: "Nuoer, you can go and have a look."
Gu Nuoer sat steadily instead, and she smiled playfully.
"I won't go. Daddy has my mother to take care of him. Brother Si Ming is not drunk and 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.
"Mr. Yongye, I know that sometimes you must be scolding me for being mean to you in your heart, right?"
Ye Siming replied calmly: "No, I never curse in my heart."
Gu Yihan laughed twice and then looked stern: "I don't believe it."
After he said that, he patted Ye Siming's shoulder helplessly: "You have to understand me, I am just a child like Noor."
Ye Siming raised his eyebrows with a faint smile.
Are those twenty-eight princes not considered human?
Gu Yihan sighed: "If you want to marry her, it will be useless no matter how reluctant I am. The important thing is that Nuoer is happy and she is willing."
"If I forcefully break up, wouldn't it be a good idea to break up the couple?
But then again, let me hand over my raised daughter for free, I feel depressed!"
He said, hammering Ye Siming's heart twice.
The boy frowned and did not frown, nor did he remind Gu Yihan that he had knocked on the wrong person.
Concubine Qiao looked around, wanting to speak but stopping, and finally could only shake her head helplessly.
Ye Siming said lightly: "If the emperor feels uncomfortable, you can ask me to vent my anger. I can tolerate it and can bear it."