lobby.
When Pei Ming's eyes fell on Lu Xiao's face, his pupils shrank unnoticeably.
Immediately, he picked up his clothes, stepped into the front hall with a smile, bowed to Mo Ronyan and Su Ruotang, and said, "The common people have seen the third prince and the third prince's concubine."
Mo Rongyan lazily raised his eyes and said with a calm expression, "Mr. Pei, today I and the third prince and concubine are here with Brother Lu."
His cold gaze fell lightly on Pei Ming's face, "Brother Lu said that Mr. Pei looks like a friend of his in Nancheng."
Pei Ming's eyes tightened when he heard Mo Ronyan's words.
Immediately, his expression remained as usual and he looked at Lu Xiao in surprise, "Nancheng? I heard that there are outstanding people and beautiful mountains and rivers there, but it's a pity that I never had the opportunity to see them."
Lu Xiao has been immersed in shopping malls for many years and is naturally a good actor.
He smiled boldly: "If little brother Pei has time to go to Nancheng, I will be your host and ask little brother Pei to have a good time."
After he finished speaking, he let out a long sigh and sighed, "Every time I see little brother Pei, I always think of that old friend."
He picked up the wine bottle he had been carrying and shook it: "This is the lychee wine I brought specially from Nancheng. My friend loves it the most."
"It's fate that we meet each other. I wonder if little brother Pei would like to have a drink with me?"
Pei Ming looked as usual, smiled lightly, and ordered the servant, "Bring the wine glass."
Hearing Pei Ming's response, Su Ruotang's lowered eyes moved slightly.
When the servant brought the wine glasses, Lu Xiao poured four glasses himself.
The wine flows out, and the faint fragrance of lychee fills the air, with a slightly intoxicating aroma and a hint of sweet juice flavor.
Su Ruotang sniffed, a little surprised, "Fruit wine?"
According to ancient Chinese records from previous generations, lychee stuffed wine was the favorite of Concubine Yang during the prosperous Tang Dynasty.
But I didn’t expect that this other world also existed.
Lu Xiao held the glass with both hands: "Yes, women can drink this wine. Let's toast the three of you."
He raised his head and drank the wine in one gulp.
He closed his eyes, and there was a hint of bitterness in his eyes.
He could make wine, but she who made the wine in the first place was no longer there.
Pei Mi narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw Lu Xiao simply drinking.
Silver light appeared on his fingertips, hidden by his sleeves, and the silver needle quietly dipped into the lychee stuffed wine.
After confirming that the silver needle had not turned black, confusion flashed across his eyes.
Not poisonous?
Mo Rongyan rubbed the tea cup with his cold white fingertips.
He leaned lazily on the backrest and raised his chin towards Su Ruotang, "Drink less."
Su Ruotang took a small sip, her eyebrows arched.
Pei Ming saw that Mo Rongyan indulged Su Ruotang in drinking. He was completely relieved and drank all the wine in the glass. "It has the sweetness of fruit and a faint aroma of wine."
"It's really a good wine."
Mo Ronyan watched her drink it, and the slight arc at the corner of her mouth disappeared in a flash.
He picked up the wine flask and filled it for Pei Ming and Lu Xiao.
Su Ruotang put her slender fingers against the wine glass and pushed it in front of Mo Ronyan, blinking her bright peach blossom eyes.
It's full - fill it up for me.
Mo Ronyan raised the corners of his lips, opened his thin lips lightly, and faintly uttered two words, "No."
Su Ruotang's eyes widened and she glared at him angrily.
She hummed and took a sip from the wine glass.
Pei Ming laughed: "Third Prince, this fruit wine has a low alcohol content and is harmless to the body. Since the Third Prince likes it, you can give her one more drink. It shouldn't hurt, right?"
Mo Ronyan put down the wine bottle, placed his slender fingers on the back of the third prince's concubine, and patted her gently, "She has a physique that can only be poured into a glass."
As if to confirm his words, Su Ruotang's beautiful eyes narrowed and filled with water.
His eyes were wandering, seducing his soul.
She lay on the table, poking at the wine glass with her white fingertips, "Well, why are there two glasses?"
The girl's tone was delicate and soft, and the ending sound seemed to have a little hook.
Pei Ming's eyes darkened, staring closely at the beautiful eyebrows on her veil.
Such beautiful eyebrows and fair skin.
Unfortunately, there is an ugly birthmark on the left side of my face, which ruins the overall beauty.
A chill spread in Mo Rongyan's eyes. He stood up and picked up Su Ruotang. He glanced sideways at Pei Ming and asked, "Mr. Pei, can I borrow a side room?"
Pei Ming stood up: "Of course."
"Caomin will take the third prince and the third prince's concubine to another courtyard now."
Lu Xiao stood up and stopped him, "Hey, Mr. Pei, you have so many servants at the Hot Spring Villa, just let them take His Highness there."
"You just promised to have two drinks with me!"
Pei Ming looked a little embarrassed: "Pei sent His Highness off and then..."
Before he finished speaking, he was lightly interrupted by Mo Rongyan, "You just drink with Brother Lu and let someone take me there."
Pei Ming nodded and told his servant, "Serve Your Highness well. If you are negligent, I will not forgive you lightly."
"Yes, owner."
Mo Rongyan calmly held Su Ruotang in his arms. When passing by the garden, he paused and said, "I and the third prince and concubine will sit in this pavilion."
The servant who led the way hesitated for a moment: "Shall I bring you some fruit cakes for you and the third prince's concubine?"
Mo Ronyan said calmly: "No need, just bring some fish food."
Sitting in the pavilion with the third princess in his arms, Mo Ronyan acted as a human cushion and said slowly, "Do you like lychee stuffing?"
Su Ruotang's long eyelashes trembled slightly and slowly opened her eyes.
The radiant peach blossom eyes were bright and clear, without any hint of drunkenness.
She reached out angrily and pinched the soft flesh of the man's waist, "It's all your fault! In order to cooperate with you in pretending to be drunk, I only drank half a cup!"
"That's Concubine Yang's favorite stuffed lychee!"
Well.
Hands hurt.
Dog man meat is too hard.
She retracted her little paws silently, her black and white eyes filled with accusations——
You make lychee stuffing with me!
Mo Ronyan squeezed the tender little hand of the third prince's concubine, with a hint of laughter in her voice, "Okay, I'll make it up to you."
After the voice fell, he asked lightly: "Who is Concubine Yang?"
