"Can you still drink?" Li Zhao's eyes widened.
"Drinking is not a military thing...well, doesn't drinking just have a mouth?"
Li Zhao always felt that something was wrong, but he just couldn't explain it.
Is this really the pastry girl I met that day?
Why does it feel like she has changed?
Could it be that the shyness and shyness that day were just an act?
Is she actually a contrasting girl?
Tsk——
Li Zhao was thinking in his mind that the wine had already been brought. The pastry girl put one hand on her knee and grabbed the wine jar with the other. She picked it up with one hand and was about to blow the jar with Li Zhao.
This girl is no longer bold, but heroic.
"Just...just drink from a jar?"
"Don't you dare?" The pastry girl had a chuckle in her eyes.
Li Zhao suddenly became anxious, "Who says I don't dare?"
He immediately picked up the jar and started pouring water.
"Hahaha... that's enough for a man."
The pastry girl smiled, like a delicate rose in full bloom.
Countless eyes looked over, staring at Li Zhao with envy and jealousy.
The two drank vigorously and boasted.
"I'm not bragging, I can drink ten jars of this kind of wine." Li Zhao burped from the wine.
The alcohol content of this wine is indeed not high. Although Li Zhao is not a god of wine, it is not difficult to deal with wine of this alcohol content.
"I will brew a better wine for you in the future, so that you can taste what is a truly good wine."
"You...you can still make wine?"
"This is all trivial!" Li Zhao patted his chest and said, "It's getting dark too soon, so let's call it a day."
"By the way, didn't you say you liked this thing last time? I had nothing to do, so I wrote some myself."
He took out the books and put them on the table, waved his hands, and returned home with Li Bin with staggering steps.
Seeing Li Zhao's drunken appearance, the pastry girl burst into laughter.
You're obviously drunk, but you still brag and say it's just a joke?
Her eyes fell on the food box and a book, with a hint of amusement in her eyes.
"interesting……"
After paying the bill, I walked back in high spirits.
Many people couldn't walk when they saw her beauty, and some even wanted to strike up a conversation, but were scared away by her look.
"A Dream of Red Mansions?"
The pastry girl opened the pages of the book casually with a touch of disdain.
Gradually, her expression changed.
The disdain disappeared from his face.
This was completely different from the novel she knew.
The pastry girl stopped and looked back to find Li Zhao, but she had long since disappeared.
"Did he write this?" The pastry girl put away the book and hurried back to Prince Zhao's Mansion.
"stop!"
"Dad!" The pastry girl chuckled and said, "Didn't you go to the palace to see His Majesty? Why did you come back?"
"Did you sneak out again? And drank?"
"What do you mean by sneaking out? I'm going out openly, okay? Besides, doesn't my sister want to go out? I'll buy some food for her."
Prince Zhao had a cold face, but after seeing the food box, his expression became a little better.
"go back!"
"Yes!" The pastry girl quickly slipped into the house.
After taking a shower and changing clothes, the pastry girl quickly ran to the bed and opened "Dream of Red Mansions" happily. She couldn't wait to know the plot behind it.
Boom!
The pastry girl looked at it carefully and didn't even notice someone knocking on the door.
"What are you looking at?"
"Huh? Sister? You scared me to death."
The person standing beside her bed was Zhao Jingru.
The two of them were exactly the same, even their bodies were the same.
"What are you looking at?"
"No, what didn't you see?"
Zhao Jingru smiled gently and said, "I remember you don't like to read such story-telling novels."
"I...I...I don't have it!" Zhao Jingyun said firmly, "I'll just look through it."
"Looking through it casually? You don't even know I'm here?" Zhao Jingru joked.
"Sister!" Zhao Jingyun snorted dissatisfied, pulled her sister to sit down, and said: "Tell me honestly, have you met a dog man?"
Hearing her sister's rude words, Zhao Jingru spat, poked Zhao Jingyun's head and said, "What nonsense are you talking about?"
"Here!" Zhao Jingyun put the pastry box and books in Zhao Jingru's hands.
This time it was Zhao Jingru's turn to be in a daze. She looked at her sister in confusion: "This is..."
"Isn't there a man you met? You guys even talked about making pastries." Zhao Jingyun looked at her sister, with the fire of gossip in her eyes: "He even wrote a book for you..."
Zhao Jingru blushed at her sister's teasing, glared at her, and happily opened the food box.
It's really his style...
Seeing her sister's appearance, Zhao Jingyun understood immediately.
She and her sister have completely different personalities, one is gentle, one is bold, one is delicate, and the other is careless.
But when I saw this beautiful pastry, I couldn't help but feel excited.
"He did it?" Zhao Jingyun looked in disbelief.
Zhao Jingru blushed and nodded: "He is very accomplished in this area."
"Hiss—" Zhao Jingyun took a breath: "What happened in the past few years since I left? Have there been so many capable people in Kyoto?"
"First it was King You, and now there is a scholar who can make cakes and write books?"
When Zhao Jingru heard the word You Wang, her face turned slightly cold and she said, "How can You Wang compare with him?"
Zhao Jingyun said quickly: "Yes, yes, King You cannot compare with someone who can write novels..."
"Huh?" Zhao Jingru looked at her sister suspiciously: "In the past, you hated scholars. You hated them. You thought they were stupid and stick to the rules. You also hated scripts. Why are you talking like this today?"
"I...did I?"
Seeing her sister's guilty look, Zhao Jingru knew that her sister's change must be related to this novel.
"Today...have you seen him?"
"Hmm." Zhao Jingyun picked her teeth and said in a very unladylike manner: "She is not lazy in appearance, and she talks interestingly. Unlike other scholars who are literate, she eats in a particular style, and she does not deliberately show off or pretend to moan."
Zhao Jingru felt a little weird when she heard how many words her sister used to describe a person.
"Do you have a good impression of him?" Zhao Jingru looked at her sister and asked.
"No, no!"
How could Zhao Jingru not know what her sister was thinking?
If she didn't like him, she wouldn't even bother to pay attention.
My sister has always been dismissive of many men.
"Let's eat pastries." Zhao Jingyun changed the subject, picked up a cute rabbit pastry, took a bite, and stuffed the whole mouth in two or three times.
Zhao Jingru patted her sister and said angrily: "Can you please slow down and act like a girl?"
Zhao Jingyun didn't take it seriously: "Sister, this food is so delicious, it's different from what we ate before."
Zhao Jingru saw that she could not be persuaded, so she had to give up and also ate a piece.
She is very ladylike and gentle, which is in sharp contrast to Zhao Jingyun.
"Sister, I ask you, you have to answer me honestly." Zhao Jingyun looked at her sister.
"Um."
"Is it true that you can only marry King You?"
