Jiang Muyu seemed to be thinking about something.

Liang Qingchen walked over to her and sat down, saying, "Continue drinking your soup."

She didn't move, but narrowed her eyes slightly, looked at him, and said, "Did you do that on purpose just now?"

"What are you talking about?" Liang Qingchen blinked, looking confused.

This person is used to pretending. Jiang Muyu is almost immune to this. After hesitating for a moment, he asked, "Don't you think that Mr. Lin is interested in me?"

He pursed his lips and didn't answer.

Jiang Muyu assumed that he had acquiesced and said speechlessly, "I am already the mother of two children. I don't have a beauty that can conquer a country or a city, nor do I have stunning talent. I am still a virgin. What can he like about me?"

"Don't underestimate yourself." Liang Qingchen said, "Our Zhao Zhao is beautiful and virtuous, and there are many men out there who covet her."

Back then, before the late emperor arranged the marriage, Jiang Muyu had already been approached by ladies from aristocratic families before she even reached the age of marriage. After she reached the age of marriage, there was an endless stream of people in the capital seeking marriage, and they almost broke down the threshold of the Marquis of Jing'an's mansion.

After all, she was the only legitimate daughter of Marquis Jing'an, and she was beautiful and talented. She was outstanding among the noble ladies in the capital at that time.

Jiang Muyu shrugged, not making any comment. Those were all things of the past. At the time, the original owner was only fourteen or fifteen years old. With her family background and appearance, she was not surprised that her suitors lined up all the way to France.

Unfortunately, today is different from the past. Her youth is gone, and she can only bury her head and drink the soup in silence.

During dinner, Jiang Muyu went out of his way to drink some wine with the tenant farmers.

More than fifty people set up six large tables and filled the entire courtyard. When she went to toast, everyone put down their bowls and chopsticks and raised their glasses to her.

"Everyone, enjoy your meals and drinks. Don't be polite. Follow me and work hard. As long as you get things done, there will be many benefits."

"Thank you, Princess!" Someone stood up and said, "From now on, we will follow the Princess' orders and eat whatever we like. Isn't that right?"

The others echoed, “Yes!”

Jiang Muyu raised his glass and said, "Let me toast to everyone first."

Then she drank the wine in the glass.

Everyone followed her lead and drank the wine.

Jiang Muyu had just changed into a set of light clothes with drawstrings at the cuffs. Her long hair was tied up with a sandalwood hairpin, making her look neat and tidy.

"Don't be polite to me, everyone. Tonight, let's all put aside our so-called status, eat meat and drink wine!"

"Okay!" The others toasted her with another glass of wine.

Immediately, Jiang Muyu joined the dinner table.

She had been to many drinking parties in modern times and was very familiar with the business. The tenant farmers were a little reserved at first, but when they saw that she had no airs at all, they became more relaxed.

The courtyard was brightly lit and bustling with people drinking, chatting and playing finger-guessing games. The atmosphere was comparable to that of Chinese New Year.

When Liang Qingchen walked in from outside, he saw a scene that made him feel incredible whenever he looked back on it in his life -

I saw the usually dignified and elegant woman, with one foot on a long wooden bench, her body slightly leaning forward, her face slightly tipsy, waving her fists, and boxing with a group of men in a loud voice.

"Hello, brothers. Three stars are shining, four are bringing fortune, five are the best, six are going smoothly, and seven are all good luck! Oops, I lost again!" After saying that, she picked up the large ceramic bowl and drank the wine in one gulp.

"The princess has a huge appetite!" The tenant farmers nearby gave her a thumbs up.

"More!" After finishing, she put the bowl on the table and shouted, "Fill it up!"

Liang Qingchen stood at the door with his eyes wide open for a while, until a tenant farmer next to him smiled and said to him, "Sir, would you like to have a drink too?"

He said nothing and walked over with a gloomy face.

Jiang Muyu was still waving his hands and shouting with great vigor: "Six high rises, seven clevernesses, eight immortals' longevity! Hahahaha... I won, come on! Drink, drink it up!"

"Jiang Muyu!" He stood behind her and said with gritted teeth.

Hearing someone calling her, Jiang Muyu turned around, looking confused, with blushes on her fair skin, and her almond-shaped eyes narrowed slightly, "Who are you?"

Liang Qingchen almost vomited blood. He pulled her down from the stool with a little too much force and she staggered and bumped her head against his chest. He groaned in pain and frowned.

Jiang Muyu was dizzy from the collision. After a while, he raised his head and looked at him dazedly, "Hey, why are there so many stars?"

"Uh..." Liang Qingchen sighed, holding her waist, and said to the others: "The princess has a low alcohol tolerance and has drunk too much. I will take her back first."

The tenant farmers dared not try to keep him and said goodbye quickly.

One of the craftsmen said, "The princess may be a little drunk. Your Majesty, please remember to prepare some sobering soup for her."

Hearing this, Jiang Muyu was unhappy and shouted loudly: "Who said I was drunk? I'm not drunk, I can drink a lot. Do you know what a lot means?"

As she spoke, she gestured to draw a line, "It's this big, bigger than the Pacific Ocean!"

She moved so violently that Liang Qingchen almost couldn't hold her back, so he simply picked her up and walked out with big strides.

Jiang Muyu was relatively calm all the way back to his residence.

Yun Xuan was stunned for a moment when she saw the prince carrying the princess in. When she saw her face flushed, she understood, "I will go prepare some sobering soup for the queen."

"Yeah." Liang Qingchen didn't stop, but carried her and strode into the bedroom.

After putting her on the bed, Liang Qingchen turned around to pour water.

"Come, drink some hot water." He helped her up and let her snuggle in his arms.

Jiang Muyu drank two sips of water and waved his hand, "No more, it tastes so bad."

Liang Qingchen had no choice but to put the cups aside, bent over to take off her shoes and socks, and just as he was about to undress her, she suddenly grabbed the front of her clothes and pulled him in front of her.

The two of them were face to face, so close that he could clearly smell the aroma of wine on her breath.

Jiang Muyu looked at him with a pair of dazed eyes, and suddenly tilted her head and smiled, and asked with a bit of naivety: "Where did you come from, handsome man? Can you spend a good night with me?"

Liang Qingchen asked with a smile: "Miss, what do you want me to do?"

"When a man and a woman are alone in a room, it's natural that they will be like dry wood and raging fire, with the dragon and the phoenix both falling down."

"Oh? I am not very knowledgeable. I hope you can explain it to me clearly."

Jiang Muyu pouted and said, "You're so stupid. I'll teach you."

Having said that, she tilted her head back slightly and kissed him on the lips.

Liang Qingchen's eyes darkened, and he grabbed her slender waist and lifted her up.

At first she took the initiative, but later he took the initiative. His flexible tongue licked her soft lips and pried open her white teeth bit by bit.

Just as they were kissing passionately, Jiang Muyu suddenly pinched his hand hard.

Liang Qingchen let her go in pain, but before he could feel dissatisfied, he saw her body tilted and she vomited while holding onto the bed frame.

A warm feeling came from his legs, accompanied by a slight strange smell, and Liang Qingchen's face suddenly turned green.

"Someone come!"

He took a deep breath, endured the discomfort in his stomach, and gently stroked Jiang Muyu's back to help her calm down.

Yunshan heard the noise coming from outside and immediately went to fetch a wooden barrel.

It took a long time for Jiang Muyu to recover.

Liang Qingchen brought hot water for her to rinse her mouth, then told Yunshan to tidy up the bed, and he picked up the paralyzed Jiang Muyu and went to the bathroom.

Jiang Muyu was really drunk. The sorghum wine brewed by the tenant farmers was very mellow and had an alarmingly high alcohol content. She drank without restraint and was so drunk that she could no longer tell where she was or what she was doing. She was completely at the mercy of others.

Liang Qingchen put her on a stool, let her half lean on his arms, took off her clothes, took a handkerchief dipped in warm water and wiped her body a little bit.

After wiping her, he asked Yunshan to bring a thin blanket, wrap her up, and carry her back to the bedroom.

As soon as Yun Xuan walked in, he saw Liang Qingchen wiping Jiang Muyu's fingers one by one with a handkerchief, his gentle movements as if he was treating a rare treasure.

She paused for a moment, then walked over and said, "Master, the sobering soup is ready."

"Well, leave it there for now." After Liang Qingchen wiped it, he helped her put on her fur coat before getting up.

"I will go take a bath. Let this hangover soup cool down a bit before feeding it to her."

"yes."

Yun Xuan watched his back going away, his eyes fell on the soup bowl on the table, and his eyes darkened.