Chapter 63 Scheming

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Chiyang's scalp was numb when he saw him, and he put down his chopsticks after eating half full.

"I've eaten enough, Your Highness, please take your time."

After that, he got up and left.

Li Jingxing's expression remained as usual.

Anyway, as long as the matter in bed is not mentioned, Chiyang Baobao will pretend to be dignified and virtuous. Once things between husband and wife are involved, he will either cheat or throw away his face. He is now... used to it, so he is very calm.

Chiyang returned to the room, finished his bath quickly, put on his clothes properly, and went to the garden in the name of eating.

There was another area of ​​roses in full bloom in the garden, which was so attractive that she came to see it almost every day.

It's getting late now, so it's impossible to admire the flowers, but it's not bad to admire the moon above the willow branches.

Li Jingxing finished his meal slowly and returned to the main courtyard slowly, only to find that Chiyang was not in the room. He was stunned on the spot when his servants said that the princess went to the garden to enjoy flowers.

Are you so afraid of him?

Xiao Fuzi asked cautiously: "Your Highness, do you want to go back to the study?"

The princess hid in the back garden in order not to go to bed. Considering the master's face, she should have left in a hurry.

"Prepare a pot of good wine." After Li Jingxing told him, he turned and left.

Xiao Fuzi was confused.

Is Your Highness trying to drink away his sorrows?

But drinking to soothe your sorrows makes you even more miserable!

Li Jing walked a few steps and suddenly turned back: "What kind of wine does a woman like to drink?"

Xiao Fuzi's mind was racing: "Most women like to drink fruit wine."

"Then prepare a few more kinds."

Xiao Fuzi finally understood what his master wanted to do, and said happily: "This fruit wine is sweet but not spicy, and it has great stamina."

Li Jingxing pretended to be angry and said, "If you know it, why don't you go quickly!"

After thinking for a while, he added, "Prepare some more pastries."

"okay!"

July is not as hot as June, and the night wind brings a bit of coolness. Chiyang originally wanted to hide from Li Jingxing, but found that sitting in the pavilion with the cool breeze and admiring the moon was quite interesting.

It’s just that my stomach is not full yet, and I always feel a bit uncomfortable.

Just as she was about to send Caixia back to get some refreshments, she saw Li Jingxing walking slowly from the flower path, followed by a maid carrying cakes and a wine bottle.

Chiyang stood up and saluted, and Caixia and Wanhong also followed suit.

"I have met His Highness."

"This slave has met His Highness"

Li Jingxing raised his eyes and said, "Get up."

"This slave has met the Crown Princess."

After saluting Chiyang, the maid placed the cakes, wine bottles and glasses on the stone table one after another.

Chiyang looked at Li Jingxing in confusion: "Your Highness, what is this?"

"I saw you didn't eat enough for dinner, so I'll reward you."

Chiyang hesitated in his heart, always feeling that Li Jingxing was a weasel giving New Year greetings to the chicken, and he had no good intentions!

Li Jingxing walked straight into the pavilion and sat down, saying in a calm tone: "Don't worry, I won't force you if you really don't want to."

In this matter, Chiyang didn't particularly believe in Li Jingxing's promise, but it was better than nothing.

"Thank you, Your Highness."

Chiyang was not polite and ate the pastry slowly, his eyes falling in the distance and looking at the sky. It was better not to look at Li Jingxing anyway.

[Just use it up as you go. I don’t have to go to court. At worst, I’ll catch up on my nap tomorrow. 】

Li Jingxing suppressed his smile, poured himself a glass of wine, and drank it one sip after another.

The sweet aroma of wine spreads everywhere and penetrates Chiyang's nose continuously.

[This wine smells really good. 】

Chiyang initially suspected that Li Jingxing had some evil intentions when he brought wine here, but seeing that he was drinking by himself throughout the whole process and had no intention of persuading him to drink, he felt that he was overthinking, so he gradually let down his guard.

Chiyang felt a little choked after eating a few pieces of pastry. He glanced at the stone table. There was no tea. The only wine glass was held in Li Jingxing's hand, and he felt slightly moved.

"What kind of wine is this? It smells delicious."

Li Jingxing raised his eyes and glanced at Chiyang, then said casually: "Fruit wine."

"Does it taste good?" Chiyang asked curiously.

Since it's wine made from fruit, it should taste good.

The Chi family only drinks white wine. She is not used to the spiciness of white wine. When she was in the Chi family, she only drank a little during festivals or happy events, and her drinking capacity was not good.

Because Chi's family did not have the habit of drinking fruit wine, she had never tasted fruit wine. The sweet aroma of the wine made her lips and teeth salivate. She happened to choke after eating too many pastries and wanted to have a drink.

Li Jingxing said neither hot nor cold: "It tastes sweet."

Chiyang cleared his throat: "Can I have some drink?"

[You can’t be so stingy that you can’t bear to part with a glass of fruit wine. 】

Li Jingxing said in a calm tone: "I thought the Crown Princess didn't like drinking, so I only brought a wine glass."

Chiyang cleared his throat: "I'm not used to drinking strong liquor, but this fruit wine seems to be enough for two glasses."

Li Jingxing didn't say anything, and Xiao Fuzi said insightfully, "I'll go back and get a wine glass right now."

Chiyang said with a smile: "Then I'll have my father-in-law."

"I don't dare take it." Xiao Fuzi ran back to get the wine glass.

When Xiao Fuzi came back, he not only brought a wine glass, but also three wine bottles.

"Seeing that my masters are in good spirits and good at making decisions, I brought three different kinds of fruit wine over."

Chiyang didn't know that there were so many kinds of fruit wine in his house, and he became interested for a while.

Li Jingxing frowned in displeasure: "As long as you know, get out..."

Seeing that he was going to punish Xiao Fuzi, Chiyang immediately said: "A beautiful view goes well with good wine. I want to taste each one today. Xiao Fuzi brings the wine glass."

Xiao Fuzi didn't expect Chiyang to defend him so much, and he suddenly felt guilty when he thought that he was conspiring with his master to "plot" against Chiyang.

Chiyang thought he was in a bad mood because of the punishment, but didn't think much about it.

Xiao Fuzi placed the wine glass in front of Chiyang, raised a wine bottle and said.

"Princess, this is wine."

"Full."

Chiyang took a sip. The wine tasted very light, fragrant and sweet, and his eyes showed surprise.

[This fruit wine is really much better than white wine. You can drink a few more glasses! 】

She is not a gentle woman in nature, and she drinks it all in just three or two gulps.

Xiao Fuzi quickly picked up another wine bottle.

"Princess, this is cherry wine."

"Full."

Chiyang still finished it in a few or two bites.

"Princess, this is mulberry wine."

"Full and full."

"Princess, this is lychee wine."

"Full and full."

Chiyang drank it all quickly. It was all fragrant and sweet. The more he drank, the better it tasted. He couldn't stop at all.

"One more round!"

Li Jingxing did not interfere from beginning to end, drinking the wine in his glass slowly, and his peripheral vision occasionally fell on Chiyang's face, half-smiling.

At Chiyang's request, Xiao Fuzi picked up the jug and poured some wine, but reminded her casually: "Princess, the fruit wine has a strong stamina, so be careful as it is intoxicating."

It's not that the alcohol content of the fruit wine is low, it's just that the sweetness masks the spiciness.

Chiyang didn't take it seriously and said proudly: "Don't be afraid, just pour it down."

Xiao Fuzi's bold advice was the limit, so he had to continue pouring the wine.