Guan Jiyu felt aggrieved, but he endured the emotion in his heart, grabbed the wine bowl in front of him, and said: "On behalf of everyone in Qingziying, I respect the third young master."
The other two unknown young masters at the table became interested when they saw this. They didn't mind watching the excitement, and they all interrupted: "What about you? Don't you want to respect the third young master on your own behalf?"
Jiang Yingnian picked up a peanut and put it into his mouth. While chewing it, he said casually: "Okay, let's just drink ours and let her go back quickly. This girl is so determined to drink it all, it's really killing people."
They were all scared.”
The woman next to Zhao Zhou glanced sideways at Jiang Yingnian's expression, covered her mouth and chuckled, "Sister, just go back. Don't force yourself if you can't drink."
The words entered Guan Jiyu's ears lightly, like fine needles, pricking her with pain and uneasiness.
Even the prostitutes who kept her company scolded her that she shouldn't be here.
She clenched her fists tightly, and her nails pierced her palms before slowly letting go, and said stubbornly: "Who said I forced myself?"
The jug in front of her was already refilled. She picked up the jug and poured it into the bowl. When the wine was full, she raised her head and drank it all.
The spilled wine slowly slid down her white neck, soaking the clothes on her chest.
Guan Jiyu didn't care, and today she was betting on this tone of cowardice that she had endured for a long time.
She added more than just this bowl of wine and swallowed it in big gulps.
Is it a joke? Who does he think she is?
He said she was the eldest son’s dog, so why did he call her? Why did he tell her something about his birthday?
Why do you keep provoking her?
Guan Jiyu has countless reasons in her heart, but she doesn't understand.
After drinking countless bowls of wine, her vision was already blurred and there was a buzzing sound in her ears.
"Why are you bullying me? Who do you think you are? Why...you keep bullying me?" She bit her lip, her eyes were already red, but she was still neither humble nor arrogant.
The heartbeat was beating like a drum and could not be calmed down, and the man's expression could no longer be seen clearly.
Guan Jiyu's face was red, his eyes were blurred, but he was still saying: "Do you think you are great? Do you think you are just... tall and superior? In my eyes, you are nothing
neither."
She picked up the wine bowl and wanted to drink more.
Everyone was sighing. They stopped pushing cups and changing cups in their hands, and all stared at Jiang Yingnian.
Jiang Yingnian's face turned pale for a moment, and he moved his mouth slightly, but he only said coldly: "That's enough, are you crazy?"
Crazy? Then go crazy once and show him how crazy you are!
She hated him and the people at this table.
Guan Jiyu felt that she had never felt so disgusted in her heart. She opened her mouth and tried her best, but she couldn't say anything.
The world was spinning, and the floor under her feet seemed to turn into a ball of cotton in an instant. She couldn't tell whether it was sleepiness or what she felt, but she no longer had the energy to say the three words "I hate you" to the person in front of her.
Guan Jiyu didn't remember how he returned to Qingzi Camp.
When she woke up, it was already noon the next day. The sun was quite bright outside, and when Guan Jiyu saw this rare sunshine, he did not feel any comfort and warmth in his soul.
Instead, she stood blankly by the window, as if she had fallen into an ice cave.
Where is the sunlight shining on her through the window at this moment? It is clearly the knives that are slashing her!
She took a deep breath and ran to the school grounds with heavy steps, but there was no one there.
She ran back to Qing'anju and tried knocking on the doors of several rooms, but no one responded.
Guan Jiyu's face was ashen, and he secretly screamed: "I really made a huge mistake this time!"
Originally, today was going to the capital for a martial arts competition. Jiang Qing had warned him long ago that he must not relax this time. The Lanze camp in the capital had a strong enemy - a newly joined direct descendant of the Helan family. It is said that his strength far exceeds
The major aristocratic families are very likely to surpass Qingziying and win the first place this time.
The hardest thing is actually the so-called person who is always regarded as "number one" by everyone.
Jiang Qing said this to Guan Jiyu privately.
He asked her to perform stably and do her best.
But she understood what he really wanted, he still wanted her to win, he wanted Qingziying to always be number one.
Although Guan Jiyu is still very young, she knows that Jiang Qing values Qingziying's honor more than anything else about himself. His superficial demeanor is just a reassurance to her and everyone in Qingziying.
She would pretend to take this "reassurance pill", and then for his glory, she would still go all out to fight for the pinnacle of glory.
Thinking of this, Guan Jiyu turned even paler.
When she walked through the central courtyard of Qingziying, she saw Jiang Qing standing there with his hands behind his hands. Under the sunlight, his figure was tall and tall, but there was a layer of haze surrounding him.
This is expected.
She was drunk and caused trouble, so it was strange that he was in a good mood.
"Sir, I..." Guan Jiyu opened his mouth to say something, but Jiang Qing waved his hand.
She quickly lowered her head and remained silent.
"Go and wait in my study in the mansion." He said solemnly.
"Yes." She didn't dare to say another word.
Jiang Qing said nothing more, but the housekeeper came over and said: "Sir, the carriage is ready." Jiang Qing nodded and walked out of the door.
When the sound of the horse-drawn carriage became farther and farther away, the housekeeper breathed a sigh of relief. Apparently the whole house knew about this matter. The housekeeper looked at her with a complex expression of sympathy but not understanding, and sighed: "
The eldest son has rushed to the capital. He said that it will be Haishi when he comes back with the people who went to compete in Qingziying. You listen to him and go to the study to think about it first. When the eldest son comes back, you can say a word of mercy, he will always
I won’t punish you too harshly.”
The housekeeper almost asked her why she did such a ridiculous thing.
After hearing this, Guan Jiyu was silent for a moment and had no choice but to walk to Jiang Qing's study.
As soon as he entered the study, Guan Jiyu saw a person kneeling in the room.
The man's back was to the door, and he was kneeling lazily and perfunctorily. It was better to say that he was kneeling on his heels, and he was playing with something unknown in his hand.
Who else could it be if it wasn't Jiang Yingnian?
Guan Jiyu walked to Jiang Yingnian and realized that he was so frightened that his hands shook and the thing in his hand fell to the ground and rolled far away.
It's a half-painted snuff bottle.
"It scared me to death! Are you a ghost? You can't even make a sound when you walk." Jiang Yingnian patted his chest exaggeratedly and exclaimed again and again. "Brother, are you leaving? Pick it up for me. I'm halfway through the painting.
Woolen cloth."
Guan Jiyu saw that he had returned to his arrogant appearance, and he suddenly felt angry when he thought of the series of unforgettable events at the Zuiqinglou wine table yesterday.
She picked up the snuff bottle without giving it to him. She held it tightly in her hand as if she wanted to crush it. She glared at him and asked, "Do you know how much you have done to me?"
When Jiang Yingnian heard this, he raised his eyebrows, his eyes widened, and he was very surprised and asked: "Ah? I harmed you? What did I harm you?"
"Of course, it made me drunk and caused me to be unconscious, which delayed today's competition! Do you know how angry the eldest son is? You'd better pray that Qingziying will not lose to Lanzeying today, otherwise, I
I'm not done with you!" Guan Jiyu really couldn't bear his attitude of having nothing to do with her. No matter how reserved and humble she usually was, she couldn't help but blurt out a series of aggressive words at this moment.
The surprise on Jiang Yingnian's face became more obvious, but he still smiled and refuted her words: "I said Guan Nuxia, oh no, Guan Zuzong, you have to be conscientious when you speak, okay? You can eat arbitrarily, but you can't speak arbitrarily.
Tell me, why don’t you stop thinking carefully about what happened yesterday?”
He tilted his body and leaned his upper body on the chair next to him, staring at her and reasoning: "First of all, it was you who followed Han Xu to Zuiqing Building in person. I didn't force you, right? I did invite you before,
But you rejected me at that time, so I didn’t bother you anymore, right? Secondly, did I say anything to make you drink? No. On the contrary, I asked you to leave quickly, but you didn’t want to leave.
He was as stubborn as a cow and drank endlessly."
Guan Jiyu's face turned red and blue, and finally turned into a deeper anger. She said sternly: "Although you didn't say anything, didn't you hear what your friends said? And those women you like! I see.
You simply set up the Hongmen Banquet on purpose, right? None of you can get away with it!"
Jiang Yingnian seemed to have heard a fallacy that he had never experienced before in his life. He smiled helplessly and said: "Oh my God, it doesn't make sense. I didn't expect that you seem to be silent at ordinary times, but in fact you are still a king of fallacy. How can you be so strong in your words?"
Are you trying to force someone to blame you?"
Seeing her eyes widening with anger, he raised his hands and said: "Okay, okay, don't be angry first. Well, aren't you just worried that you will lose your place in the Qingzi Camp because you didn't go to the competition? It's okay, you Qingzi
The overall strength of the battalion is strong, but they are about the same as you, so they will not be inferior to other camps."
"Let me tell you, maybe you are usually too pushy and can't shine under the influence of others. Maybe they will perform better this time without you." After he finished speaking, he rubbed his thighs and knelt down.
Her legs were numb after a while, and when she was about to stand up, Guan Jiyu pressed her down hard, and then she knelt down beside him.
"You and I are both sinners, and I should be punished by kneeling down. Before the eldest son comes back, none of us should think about it." Guan Jiyu looked extremely unhappy. She originally regretted missing the game, but she didn't expect Jiang
Not only did Yingnian not feel any guilt at all, she still said these sarcastic words here.
She was so angry that she felt dizzy and could no longer argue pointlessly with him.
Guan Jiyu knelt straight, lowered his eyes, bit his lip and said no more.
Jiang Yingnian knelt down knowingly, but couldn't help but glance at her. "Isn't that right? Are you really angry?" he asked tentatively.
Guan Jiyu remained motionless, maintaining that posture, with only one eye blinking occasionally. Seeing that she ignored him, Jiang Yingnian came closer and prepared to ask again, but only saw that her eyes were red and her lips were bitten until they turned white.
She is a very stubborn and very face-conscious person. Seeing that she has lost the opportunity to compete, today she saw the eldest son showing displeasure because of this matter. This was the first time that Jiang Qing spoke to him in this tone.
She spoke. She could only kneel stubbornly like this. She would never get up until Jiang Qing came back.
Jiang Qing did not criticize her harshly, but there was disappointment in his tone that could not be concealed.
Guan Jiyu's eyes became hot again when he thought of his expression.
Don't shed tears, never! Jiang Yingnian is still here. If he sees her, he might laugh at her.
Jiang Yingnian just kept tilting her head and looking at her red eyes. Guan Jiyu's eyes were obviously full of tears. He saw her holding back the tears again and again, but never let them fall.
Until I couldn't help but hold it back.
He scratched his head and whispered: "Why bother."