It was as if he had suffered some great injustice.
"What's wrong with Qianqian? Why are you crying when you were so happy?" Emperor Yuanwu asked, puzzled. "What's wrong? Didn't you like the mutton tonight?"
Hearing Emperor Yuanwu's question, Mu Qianqian felt even more aggrieved, and tears fell one by one.
With a "whoosh".
She cried even harder than before.
[Daddy is a bad guy too!]
[Father is even worse than mother.]
My mother said I didn't have any teeth, so she told me to just smell the food and not eat it in front of her.
[Father, you actually asked me if it smells good?]
Is it a scent you want me to smell?
Emperor Yuanwu listened to his daughter's heartfelt words, paused for two seconds, and then burst into laughter.
He lifted Mu Qianqian up with one hand and held her in his arms, half-drunk, and said, "When our Qianqian grows up, Daddy will definitely roast the best lamb in the world for our Qianqian to eat."
Mu Qianqian was crying so hard that she kept hiccuping, and her whole body was trembling.
Emperor Yuanwu was amused by her appearance, and his eyebrows curved even more.
Because of the alcohol.
He was holding Mu Qianqian and was unsteady on his feet. His body swayed slightly, and Consort Shu and Consort Zhen hurriedly helped him up.
However, Emperor Yuanwu was a very large and imposing man, and he was holding Mu Qianqian in his arms.
Even though Consort Shu and Consort Zhen used all their strength, they still couldn't steady his swaying body.
"Your Majesty, it's getting late. Why don't you go and rest in Consort Zhen's tent?" Consort Shu said softly.
Emperor Yuanwu paused for a moment, then reluctantly handed Mu Qianqian back to Consort Shu.
After Emperor Yuanwu left his seat, everyone had even more fun.
In just half an hour.
Five more jars of baijiu were consumed.
"Good wine, truly good wine! Come on! Drink up! We won't leave until we're drunk!" Mu Junyao raised his wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.
"Brother." Mu Junhan looked at the soldiers who were getting drunk one after another with great concern: "You should drink less. Everyone is drunk. I'm afraid something might happen."
"Mu Junhan." Mu Junyao, his eyes blurry with drunkenness, said, "You...you're spoiling the fun. Even Father Emperor is drunk when we're having such a good time. Why can't we drink?"
Mu Junhan sighed helplessly: "It's because Father Emperor drank too much that we have to be on guard. This is the Bashang Grassland, not the palace."
Mu Junyao scoffed: "If you don't dare to drink, no one will force you. Just don't spoil the fun."
Mu Junhan looked at the drunken man and frowned deeply.
He knew that saying anything to a drunkard would be pointless, so he simply sat down to the side.
My fingertips accidentally brushed against the purse at my waist.
Mu Junhan's expression froze.
He stood there stunned for a while, then, somewhat annoyed, pulled the purse from his waist and tossed it behind him.
"Han'er, why don't you go drinking with them?" Lu Zhaofeng sat cross-legged beside him.
Mu Junhan turned to look at him and asked, "Why isn't Uncle drinking?"
“His Majesty summoned me not to hunt, but to protect these people. Since it is to protect their safety, how can I drink alcohol?” Lu Zhaofeng said seriously.
"Last time I heard my mother say that my eldest uncle seemed to be much better than before?" Mu Junhan asked, tilting his head.
“Since your mother returned home for her visit last time, my elder brother’s health has improved significantly. He can now get out of bed and do simple activities in the courtyard.” Lu Zhaofeng’s lips curled up slightly: “It is fortunate, and also a stroke of luck, that my elder brother has recovered.”
"No matter what, it's a good thing that Uncle can stand up again," Mu Junhan said with emotion. "By the way, when is my second brother coming back?"
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