As Chaosheng said, this banquet was not an important occasion. It was just a group of dignitaries eating a buffet, drinking wine, and chatting with people they knew well.
Although Mulo was born in a brothel, she didn't have any customers, so not many people knew her. She could just stroll around, eat and drink, and no one would pay attention to her anyway.
"Hmm~ Yunwai Eight Treasures paired with ice cream, the taste is just as weird as this setting." Mulo smiled and picked up a piece of dry food and said: "I've been here for a long time, maybe I won't be able to adapt to modern food when I go back. .”
[System: I think you can rest assured on this. Your ability to accept food is definitely the best I have ever seen. If you can eat it, there is nothing you can't eat. 】
"Because adults are not picky about food~" Mu Luo pointed in the direction of He Chaosheng and said, "Look at He Chaosheng, no matter how much he learns, if he still picks out the green peppers quietly, someone should take good care of him. "
But think about it, since He Chaosheng's father raised him as his heir, he probably didn't care whether he ate green peppers or not.
Mulo looked at it and suddenly saw a woman holding a wine glass and walking gracefully to He Chaosheng's side.
The woman came up and handed a glass of wine to six-year-old He Chaosheng...
He is a child, how can he drink?
Mulo hurriedly rushed over, blocked the girl, and said with a smile: "Oh, I'm sorry, you are here to toast, our little general is still young and can't drink. Let's find something else."
Mu Luo felt that he was a little nosy...
But this feeling was that after she said these words, it was too late to take them back, so she had to deal with them to the end.
"It's not that the young lady intends to propose a toast, it's just that the city lord of Xuanwu City specifically told me before he sent me here that the young general must drink this aged wine... This is also the wish of our city lord." The woman was so charming. , she had no interest in He Chaosheng, she just came to make things difficult for their city lord.
Mu Luo stood between her and He Chaosheng, leaned on the table, and said with a smile: "Since the wine is my heart, just leave it here. It is not suitable for the young general to drink. When the banquet is over, I will personally deliver it to the Lord's room in Suzaku City." Go in, don't bother the girl."
"Little general, the maid next to you is still very courageous." The woman moved her body, looked at He Chaosheng through the gap, and said: "But, if you didn't drink this wine, when I go to report back someday, , what should I say? Say that you are disrespectful to the lord of Xuanwu City and ask the two cities to negotiate?"
What I originally thought was a simple banquet actually involved so many things, so... the place where He Chaosheng was located was not peaceful!
Seeing He Chaosheng lowering his eyes, he was ready to compromise.
Mu Luo reached out and grabbed the glass of wine. Within a moment, the wine entered Mu Luo's stomach.
When Mulo drank the wine, he was extremely happy. The aged liquor was extremely spicy. If He Chaosheng drank it, it would definitely harm his body...
"Ahem! Ahem!" Mu Luo wiped his mouth and said, "Our young general is not feeling well. I drank all the wine for him today. You can take it out as much as you want!"
The woman became angry with shame and said: "You! You are just a cheap maid! That is the wine rewarded by the city lord!"
"Watch your mouth." He Chaosheng, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke: "Miss Qianqian is my guest, please don't be rude."
The woman was stunned and then looked at Mu Luo. She knew that He Chaosheng was the person who was most attuned to the situation, and the character he even called a "guest" must be the best in the city.
So she immediately adjusted her expression and said with a sneer: "I'm sorry, I'm not guilty. I didn't expect you to be the guest of the young general. This glass of wine has found its home... It's our city lord's invitation to Miss Qianqian." of."
"Hmm..." Muro finished the glass of wine in one gulp, and felt a little confused after the stamina.
When the people behind heard that Mu Luo was He Chaosheng's guest, they all started to come over to toast. If she didn't drink, He Chaosheng would drink, so she blocked them all.
She didn't know how many glasses of wine she had finished before He Chaosheng suddenly pulled her down. After pulling her down, he stretched out his cold hand and touched her cheek and said, "Stop drinking, you've drunk enough. Someone, please help Miss Qianqian back first."
After He Chaosheng said that, he picked up a glass of wine on the table, drank it down in one gulp, and said: "I have some things to deal with. Everyone, please enjoy yourself. A singer from the mansion will come out to accompany the guests later..."
He Chaosheng had known that this would happen at the banquet, so he had eaten something to sober up before he came. Even if Mu Luo didn't help him, he wouldn't be drunk at all. He just enjoyed this kind of... being treated by others. The feeling of protection.
Since he was a child, the city lord has taught him that... he must not trust anyone. He must become strong enough so that he does not need anyone to protect him. Therefore, he has never relied on anyone since he could walk.
But now, this warm sense of belonging is gradually changing his mind.
"Headache……"
Mu Luo was lying on the bed. She was not drunk, but she felt very uncomfortable in her head.
He Chaosheng was sitting next to the table. He clearly had the hangover soup at hand, but he smiled and said to Muro: "Wait a little longer, the hangover soup will be here soon. Do you want to ask the maid to change your clothes?"
Mulo shook his head and muttered: "Listen to me, children can't drink alcohol, you know? It's not good for the stomach..."
"Hmm~ What a drunkard said is really not convincing at all." He Chaosheng said half-jokingly.
Mulo had a headache and couldn't open his eyes, and his cheeks were on fire: "It's a good thing you didn't drink such a strong wine."
"Yes, yes, you are really the savior." He Chaosheng walked to Mu Luo's bedside and smiled: "Qianqian, actually I have always wanted to ask, is there anyone you particularly like?"
Mu Luo seemed to be confused. She giggled and said, "Yes, the person I particularly like... there is a black mole on the palm of his hand... on the palm of his left hand..."
He Chaosheng's face suddenly darkened. He looked at his smooth and white palms and tilted his head slightly.
He sneered and took out a needle from his arrow sleeve.
By the time Mulo saw it and wanted to stop him, it was already too late, and the needle fell into his palm.
A six-year-old child endured severe pain and pricked a mole on his palm...
Mulo suddenly sobered up. She originally thought that He Chaosheng's mole was natural, but she didn't notice it when she returned to the past. It turned out that it was at this time...
Mulo unconsciously touched the corners of his eyes, showing an expression that looked like he was about to cry.
"He Chaosheng..."
"Qianqian, am I your favorite person now? Can you call me 'little husband' now?"
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