When getting on the carriage, Yan Mingzhu opened the curtain and met Zhuang Ke's burning eyes.
Zhuang Ke quickly looked at Yan Mingzhu's palm and found that her hand was empty, and couldn't help but clicked his tongue.
"My eldest nephew, you are a girl after all, but you are really without any interest. You actually didn't give me anything. My uncle is so disappointed in you!"
Happiness must be achieved by oneself. How could he be so unmotivated as his great-nephew? It broke his heart as an uncle!
Qi Jue gave him a cold look, "If you keep talking nonsense, get out."
Zhuang Ke curled his lips, he had no interest, he deserved to be alone, hum!
When we arrived at the palace, the sky had completely darkened.
Zhuang Ke touched his stomach and shouted: "I'm starving, I'm starving, let's serve the food quickly! Oh, by the way, bring us another jar of wine, we'll be drunk today!"
Just as the servant agreed to go down, Zhuang Ke added: "I want peach blossom wine, the one made by my eldest nephew himself and buried in his yard."
Qi Jue looked at him with a calm gaze, and Zhuang Ke immediately closed his fingers and said, "Normally, nephew, you won't give it to me to drink, but today is different. How can you entertain Miss Yan San with ordinary wine? It's such a loss of face."
Ah, do you think so?"
Yan Mingzhu was just about to say that it would be fine for her to drink whatever she wanted, but Qi Jue had already retracted her gaze, nodded slightly at the servant, and agreed so easily.
Zhuang Ke roared in his heart, his eldest nephew was really tough-tongued, he was obviously very different from the three girls of the Yan family, he even agreed to take out the peach blossom stuffing!
When Yan Mingzhu and Zhuang Ke walked into the main hall, Qi Jue lagged a step behind, stopped at the door, hooked his hand towards Feiyun, and said quietly: "Let the kitchen cook more meat dishes."
Feiyun was obviously stunned, and then heard Qi Jue add: "Add more Dongpo meat."
When Yan Mingzhu came to the palace for the first time, she saw that there were no meat dishes in the palace, so she cooked Dongpo pork with her own hands.
Feiyun didn't expect that his highness would remember this and even gave him a special warning.
Zhuang Ke sat down on the sandalwood chair and babbled: "Miss Yan San, you don't know that my eldest nephew lives like a monk in the temple.
It doesn’t matter if I’m not interested in pretty girls. Even in my daily meals, I only eat vegetarian food. I don’t even touch the meat dishes, so I specially asked for a jar of wine, otherwise I would just eat the bland vegetarian dishes.
I feel like life is boring!”
Yan Mingzhu was amused by Zhuang Ke's words and agreed very much: "Your Highness's diet is indeed different from ordinary people. Maybe vegetarians will look better?"
Zhuang Ke laughed loudly, "Do you think my nephew is good-looking?"
Yan Mingzhu nodded sincerely, "His Royal Highness is as beautiful as a celestial being. He is unforgettable when he sees you. He is certainly beautiful."
Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many girls rushing to get in front of Qi Jue. The term "Lan Yan is a disaster" could not be more appropriate to apply to him.
"Have you ever heard of the Jokhang Ranking? To be on this list, in addition to family background and talent, the most important thing is to be good-looking. My eldest nephew, after becoming famous in the battle in Northern Xinjiang four years ago,
has always been at the top of the list,
For four consecutive years, he has been rated as the handsome man that girls who have not yet left the imperial court most want to marry. Madam, you have quite good taste. There are many benefits to marrying my eldest nephew. First of all, as long as the baby you two give birth to is as old as me.
My nephew will never be ugly..."
Before he finished speaking, Zhuang Ke was not surprised to receive another slap on the back of his head.
Zhuang Ke covered his head in grievance and complained: "Don't hit me on the head all the time. Are you responsible if I am beaten silly?"
Qi Jue asked lightly: "Do you have such a thing as a brain?"
Zhuang Ke: "..."
This is an insult to his character, damn it!
But soon, the dishes were put on the table. When Zhuang Ke saw the sumptuous dishes on the table, his eyes almost fell to the ground in surprise.
This table is full of sumptuous dishes, and there are quite a few meat dishes. Isn’t he dreaming?
He rubbed his eyes vigorously and pinched himself again. It was not a dream, it was real. Could it be that the sun was shining in the west today?
"Are you still my stoic nephew? Someone took your body away, right? Come and let your uncle take a look."
As soon as he stretched out his hand, Qi Jue slapped it away mercilessly, "You can go out if you don't want to eat."
"Eat, eat, eat. This is the first time I see meat dishes at your nephew's house. I'm not too excited."
While they were talking, the maid brought up the peach blossom stuffing.
Zhuang Ke poured a large glass for Yan Mingzhu very politely. As soon as he pushed it in front of Yan Mingzhu, he was blocked by a hand as white as jade.
Qi Jue had a calm expression on his face, but his tone was unmistakable: "The wine is too strong, please stop it."
Even an adult man can't hold such a large cup, let alone a thin and weak girl like Yan Mingzhu?
Zhuang Ke clicked his tongue twice: "You haven't even taken a sip of this yet, so you protected me first. When you're drunk, just get drunk. Isn't it easier to do things when you're drunk?"
Yan Mingzhu: "?"
The veins on Qi Jue's forehead twitched twice. At this moment, he regretted agreeing to let this guy stay in his house for one night. He was so unbridled!
"Feiyun, throw him out."
Zhuang Ke quickly begged for mercy, but Yan Mingzhu was so amused by the way the uncle and nephew got along that she took the initiative to take the wine cup over.
When Qi Jue looked over, she smiled and said, "Your Highness, don't worry, I have a good drinking capacity."
She didn't say this casually. In her previous life, she led troops to fight everywhere. It was common for her to eat and live with her soldiers. The soldiers who fought on the battlefield all had a very good drinking capacity.
As a commander-in-chief, Yan Mingzhu naturally can't do anything bad. If he drinks frequently, his drinking capacity will be trained.
What's more, in the eyes of Yan Mingzhu, who has lived for two lives, Qi Jue and Zhuang Ke are both juniors. She, as the elder, will drink these two juniors to the ground. Isn't it a matter of minutes?
After hearing what Yan Mingzhu said, Qi Jue did not stop him.
Ever since, the next scene was out of control.
Zhuang Ke is the type of person who is addicted to food. After just a few drinks, he was already feeling dizzy.
He slapped the table and said in a loud voice: "It's so boring to just drink. Feiyu, go and find some pretty girls to come over and dance to cheer you up!"
Qi Jue's eyes darkened slightly, but unfortunately, the drunken and bold Zhuang Ke was completely unaware of the other party's death gaze.
Of course Feiyu didn't dare to agree, so he quickly lowered his head and pretended that he didn't hear anything.
Mr. Zhuang is afraid that he is crazy. He dares to invite a dancing girl to the palace. I hope he can still see the sun tomorrow!
Seeing that Feiyu didn't move, Zhuang Ke started to stand up unsteadily, but someone moved faster than him.
Yan Mingzhu stood up suddenly, her head was a little dizzy, but she didn't care, she just shook her head and said with a smile: "I'm afraid there is no dancing girl in the palace. If Your Highness and the Young Master don't mind, can I perform a sword dance for you to entertain you?"