"Xiao Wu!" Lu Yuhao stood up from the table and wanted to catch Qiong Yi, who was so drunk that he was unconscious. Lu Lanshan grabbed his hand from behind him: "Brother! Don't stop her!" She smiled and took it out of her arms. He pulled out a palm-sized mirror and said, "Look at this!"
Lu Yuhao blurted out: "Recording mirror? Lanshan, please don't..."
"I want it!" Lu Lanshan raised her eyebrows and smiled, and said to Lu Bin: "Dad! She wants to take the initiative to dance, and you can't stop her!"
"Lanshan, she doesn't know what she's doing when she's drunk. Aren't you trying to embarrass Xi Yan?" Yang Suyong was calling the attendants to pull Qiong Yi back when she heard Lu Lanshan shout to them: "Don't go!"
She added: "Lu Xiyan has caused so much limelight today, and now he is drunk without knowing it. I didn't even care that she took my seat today! What will happen if I don't stop her?"
While the Lu family was arguing, Qiong Yi had already run to the open space beside the stage. She only looked at Sheng Xuanyuan, her face red as if stained with rouge. The people at the table noticed her, and their eyes widened. I don’t know what she was going to do this time. She probably came here to perform a dance. She pinched the red silk ribbon around her waist and said straightly: "Sheng Jing, look at me..."
Everyone was amazed.
"Quick, quick, quick!" Lu Lanshan activated the magic weapon and turned the mirror to the stage to record the image in front of her.
"Oh, I thought I was performing for everyone. This young kid is really..." The ladies covered their faces with cloud sleeves and couldn't help laughing. Several sect leaders also smiled as if they were watching, but from time to time their eyes fell back to the stage.
Sheng Xuanyuan noticed her drunken state, stood up and walked towards the stage, saying hurriedly: "Qiong Yi! You are drunk, come down quickly!"
Qiong Yi shook his head, two petals swaying like willow branches in the wind. She pointed at Sheng Xuanyuan: "Don't move! Watch!" Her clear tone was a bit unquestionable, and Sheng Xuanyuan was stopped by her. He was stunned in place for a moment.
Lu Yuhao didn't dare to look any further and closed his eyes: "When Xiao Wu wakes up, he will probably be too embarrassed to see anyone."
In the distance, Qiong Yi, who gracefully jumped onto the stage, picked up the singing sword. With a smile on her face stained by alcohol, she opened the sword and danced with light and natural movements. The silver sword turned in her hand, and her sleeves also danced. The long cyan sleeves rippled like flowing waves. She turned over and jumped in the air with light skills. Her steps were skipping. The red silk ribbon around her waist floated up during the spin, and then fell back to the hem of the skirt. She floated like a giant in the air.
Pointing her sword straight, she raised her body and moved forward. Her eyes were curved like crescent moons, looking at Sheng Xuanyuan who was standing there blankly, as if no one else in the room existed and he was the only one. Sheng Xuanyuan was stunned, with a pounding in his chest. Seeing her pursed lips in a smile, the hair flying around her ears, and the layers of silk skirt blooming on her feet were all engraved in his mind and unforgettable.
Qiong Yi turned around and stabbed the sword, her figure floated, the sword danced in all directions, falling peaches were scattered, the human face and the peach blossoms contrasted, and the spring color was like red.
Compared to the sword dance she performed, it should be called a well-behaved sword dance.
After finishing a set of sword skills, she sheathed her sword. Qiong Yi walked towards him in front of the stage with brisk steps: "...Sheng Kyung, do you look good?"
Sheng Xuanyuan covered his face and went up to him, and whispered: "It looks good..." The corners of his mouth that he covered could not stop raising, and he asked: "Do you know what you are doing?"
Qiong Yi replied calmly: "I'll dance for you."
Her eyes fell on the mat behind him, and she suddenly came back to her senses: "Ah! I..." Her already blushing face suddenly turned red, redder than the red silk ribbon around her waist, and she twisted Holding his hands, he stammered: "I forgot that there are so many people. I just want to... just want to show you alone..."
Extremely embarrassing, extremely embarrassing.
Qiong Yi's back teeth were almost broken, and her head was lower than her shoulders. She wanted to dig a hole and bury herself immediately.
"What a shame!..."
"Dear ladies of the sect, hall masters, young masters, Miss Lu is too drunk and has to leave the banquet early. I just borrowed wine to dance... I hope Haihan." Sheng Xuanyuan's tone was serious, but the smile on his face could not be stretched. He pulled Qiong Yi, who was pouting and biting his mouth, and saluted Lu Sheng's second seat: "Dad. Sect Leader Lu."
Sheng Shangpei sighed softly, raised his hand and waved it to signal him to leave.
Lu Bin also nodded: "Go."
"Okay." Lu Lanshan waved the recording mirror in front of Lu Yuhao, "I want to play it in public on the day of Lu Xiyan's wedding."
"Lanshan, just be a human being!"
Someone in the audience sighed: "I'm afraid the Sheng family will become lively in the future."
"Ahem! This is really nonsense!"
"This is a time when the juniors are performing, so it's a bit too much to say it's nonsense."
"Let's make trouble. How can young people not make trouble?"
"Sure enough, these little dolls are really interesting. They really added a lot of fun to this spring banquet!"
"..."
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On the stone steps halfway up the mountain.
Sheng Xuanyuan's chuckle turned into laughter, and he held Qiong Yi's red cheeks while laughing.
Qiong Yi was so embarrassed that he almost cried, and punched him: "You still... laugh at me!"
He pursed his lips to hold back a smile, "Why are you so drunk?"
"I don't know..." Qiong Yi's drinking power has not diminished, and his whole body is still as if he is floating in the clouds: "I just drank... a glass of apricot flower wine, and I am not drunk."
Gently stroking her cheek, he said, "I will never forget today."
There is a banquet to make an appointment, a martial arts show to rectify the name, and a drunken dance.
"From now on, you will be a celebrity." Sheng Xuanyuan said seriously, "It's not because of me, it's because of yourself."
"Everyone in the world will know that your swordsmanship is exquisite and unique."
Qiong Yi nodded in a daze, "Very good..."
"Yes." He responded, "You and I have made a marriage contract. From now on, we will definitely depend on each other for life and death, and we will never leave."
There was no one around, except for the half-opened and half-fallen apricot blossom forest and the stone steps that led down the mountain road.
Seeing her slightly tipsy appearance, Sheng Xuanyuan felt that it was rare. He walked down the stone steps with her. His mind was filled with the sword dance without any dancing skills. He held her in his arms tightly, and Qiong also leaned against her. Looking at him in his arms: "How..."
It's a dance only for me. He said in his heart, kissed her forehead gently, and said, "Don't you want me to compensate you? What kind of compensation do you want?"
Qiong Yi thought for a moment, then frowned and thought hard for a long time, but still couldn't remember what it was. She tilted her head slightly, raised her cheek slightly.
"Is this all? I have sent so many gifts to the Lu family, but I have not been able to deliver them to you. In the future, the treasures I will give you will be even more and better than those." He said, rubbing her head.
Qiong Yi raised his head again, "...I want you."
Knowing that she turned her cheek to ask for a kiss, Sheng Xuanyuan lowered his head and leaned in. He didn't kiss her cheek, but kissed her ear. Qiong Yi was startled and wanted to hide, but was hugged by him. He never kissed her. Kiss the tip of the ear to the earlobe and blow lightly.
Qiong Yi was already a little dizzy, but now she was even more dizzy: "You! You..." She covered her ears for a long time and couldn't answer. Her two fair ears turned red. After Sheng Xuan resented her success, she pretended that nothing was wrong. Like this, he helped her go down the stone steps, leaving Jiuhua Mountain under the auspicious clouds, and returned to the inn at the foot of the mountain.
The inn building was empty and quiet. When she returned to the guest room where Qiong Yi rested, she had gone from being slightly tipsy to completely drunk. Her originally fair face seemed to be stained by steam, and it was hot and red. She held his arm in a daze and refused to let go, and kept leaning into his arms.
"Qiong Yi." He called her while rubbing her cheek. He felt that the soft flesh on her cheek felt very good. Qiong Yi hummed, and he called her again, "Qiong Yi."
Qiong Yi nodded with half-closed eyes. Seeing her clingy look, Sheng Xuanyuan's heart surged, and he thought to himself: It's a shame I brought you back so early. I can't bear to let others see you like this.
After thinking about it, he arranged her to lie down on the bed. Qiong Yi raised her hands and put her arms around his neck. They were very close to each other. She opened her eyes with great force, but her eyelids drooped. The person's eyelashes came together and intertwined. "Sheng Kyung, don't..." She gritted her teeth, but before she could finish her words, she gave up her strength and fell back on the bed.
Sheng Xuanyuan moved forward and sat on her side. Qiong Yi was confused when he asked, "Are you still touching me?"
There was a faint aroma on her body, mixed with the smell of apricot blossom wine. He got closer and closer, Qiong Yi half-supported on his waist, feeling that the weight of the person on her became heavier: "You... want... …”
Sheng Xuanyuan buried himself in the crook of her neck and sniffed: "Don't move you."
"Wait for me for a few more years, Qiong Yi."
Qiong Yi's body trembled as if an electric current was passing through her, and she nodded and said yes. When Sheng Xuanyuan saw that her current appearance was completely different from the high-spirited appearance in the martial arts arena today, he felt a desire to possess her and hugged her tighter and tighter, wishing that she could be rubbed into his bones.
The person in his arms was warm and soft, and he didn't resist being held in such a strong embrace. He said silently, "You are mine."
Qiong also pressed her chest against his, feeling at ease and at ease, allowing him to manipulate her.
Sheng Xuanyuan held her in his arms for a while before letting go, "Are you asleep?"
Qiong Yi curled her lips, her upper and lower eyelids separated by a slit: "I didn't... fall asleep..."
After she said these three words, she let out a long yawn and closed her eyes. Qiong Yi's eyelashes are no shorter than his, curly and thick, and the dark maroon eyelashes are curved into an upward arc, like the wings of a brown butterfly. He shook her: "Don't go to sleep. Can I make you some tea?"
Qiong also sat up halfway: "Okay."
Sheng Xuanyuan stood up to make tea. The water in the pot was only slightly hot, so he might have to brew it for a while. After pressing the tea bowl, he sat down by the bed and pulled her over: "You only drank a cup of apricot blossom brew to get so drunk? I remember that You can’t be drunk even if you’re drunk.”
As if to prove that he was sober, Qiong Yi patted him: "Not drunk."
If this is not drunk, then what kind of drunk is considered drunk? Sheng Xuanyuan thought to himself, raised his hand to scratch her chin like a cat, and said softly: "Looking at you being so drunk and not sober, I don't know whether you want it or not." Tell you..."
"Huh?" Qiong Yi tilted his head upwards and wanted to kiss him, but she only pecked his chin lightly. She was a little itchy from being disturbed. Sheng Xuanyuan was about to return the kiss when he heard a knock on the door. He took back his hand that was about to take out something from his arms, stood up and said, "I'll open the door."
There was a maid standing outside the door, dressed in the dark orange curly dress of a Jiuhuashan attendant. When she saw the person inside the room opening the door, she quickly saluted and said, "I've met Young Master Sheng. I was ordered by Madam Lu to give the girl a gift." Hangover medicine..."
When she said this, she kept glancing into the room. Sheng Xuanyuan only opened the door half-width wide, holding the edge of the door frame with his hands to block her sight: "Thank you, Mrs. Lu, I'll do it right away." Take the hangover medicine with Miss Lu, please come back." After saying that, he reached out to take the medicine bottle.
Qiong Yi stood up unsteadily and walked towards the door: "Sheng Jing...who is it..." Her voice was vague, revealing a bit of laziness. The maid's face turned red and she hurriedly handed the medicine bottle to Sheng Xuanyuan's hand. Farewell: "Young Master, this is a special sobering medicine. Madam also said that if Miss Lu sobers up, please hurry up and have a Spring Festival banquet. I...I won't disturb you two anymore, farewell!" After that, he lowered his head and walked away quickly. , made several sighs.
Before even taking a closer look at the porcelain bottle in his hand, Qiong Yi walked up to him and stretched out his arms to hug him, leaning on him like a large pendant.
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The engagement chapter is over, the next chapter is the journey north to search for the sword~"
