The beauty's gorgeous face was slightly flushed, her cheeks were rosy, her beautiful eyes were hazy and sleepy, and the smell of alcohol made them look misty and watery. Her eyes were unfocused and out of focus.
He looked like he was in a daze and drunken state.
But a drunk person's whole body is often soft, except for his mouth.
Chu Yuening grabbed the girl's hand, tried hard to open her eyes, and mumbled intermittently.
"Xi'er...you say...sister is listening...hiccup~"
"Sister, drink some warm water first."
Chu Xi picked up a cup of warm water, handed it to the woman's lips, and coaxed her softly.
"I'll have someone make you a bowl of hangover soup. Can we talk after you drink it?"
"Sobering...upon drinking?"
"No! It's bitter..."
Perhaps the bitter medicine soup was too lethal, causing Chu Yue to still remember it clearly even when her mind was blurred.
She wrinkled her nose, brushed the teacup away from her lips, and resistance was written all over her body.
“Pala——”
A crisp cracking sound was heard, instantly breaking the cheerful atmosphere of the banquet.
Ying Zheng looked in the direction of the voice and when he found that his wife was unhappy, the smile on his lips faded and his face darkened.
He stood up and strode over, took her in his arms, and asked Chu Xi in a calm voice.
"What happened to Yue Ning?"
"Your Majesty, my sister is drunk and seems to be resistant to the hangover soup."
Under the powerful aura, Chu Xi felt helpless and worried.
After understanding the reason, Ying Zheng's expression eased a little, knowing that his little wife was very pampered and hated bitter taste the most.
So he summoned the palace servants and gave them detailed instructions.
"Go boil a pot of warm milk and add some honey."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
After a while, a pot of hot milk was served.
The palace maid brewed a cup and carefully handed it to His Majesty.
Ying Zheng took it and first tested the temperature with his lips. When he felt the temperature was suitable, he gently fed it to the darling in his arms.
After she slowly drank it all, he took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the milk stains from the corners of her mouth.
The whole set of movements was smooth and skillful, so gentle that it seemed as if she was taking care of an ignorant child.
(Ying Zhao: Nonsense, my father has never taken care of me like this.)
The palace people were already accustomed to His Majesty's tenderness despite his toughness, but the siblings Chu Heng and Chu Xi were stunned.
After all, the emperor is the ruler of the world, and he is as precious as gold and jade. He has always been served by others. Who would let him serve himself?
However, with the facts before them, they had to once again sigh at the deep love between the two.
At the same time, they secretly rejoiced.
My sister met a good man who protects her from wind and rain and never lets her suffer any injustice.
This way, they can rest assured.
Chu Yuening sobered up a lot after drinking the milk, but she was still feeling sleepy and tired, so she could only snuggle in the man's arms and take a nap.
Ying Zheng lowered his eyes and gazed at the beautiful sleeping face. Ripples appeared in his heart and the cold and solemn aura around him became as warm as the spring breeze.
The next morning, Chu Yuening woke up slowly.
Recalling her loss of composure last night, she hugged the quilt awkwardly and rolled around on the bed.
After calming down, she dressed and washed up, and came to the outer hall, where she found Chu Xi who had been waiting for a long time.
"Sister, you're up, but are you still feeling uncomfortable?"
"Ahem, I'm not uncomfortable. I'm sorry to have made Xi'er worried."
Chu Yuening suppressed the discomfort in her heart and continued to maintain the image of a dignified and gentle elder sister.
He immediately changed the subject, trying to avoid the embarrassment of last night.
"Where's Heng'er? Could it be that he has already left the palace?"
"My brother has been summoned by His Majesty to the Zhangtai Palace to discuss the establishment of a primary school and the conferment of a title of nobility."
Chu Xi took up the conversation sympathetically.
After hearing the explanation, Chu Yuening nodded in understanding.
Indeed, whether it is sponsoring a primary school or being conferred a title of nobility, it is not something that can be done with just a mention, and the subsequent matters are very complicated.
However, these matters were handled by A Zheng, so she didn't have to worry about them.
"Well, you two brothers should have lunch before leaving the palace."
"By the way, did you have something you wanted to tell me last night?"
Although Chu Yuening was drunk, she did not lose her memory, so she vaguely remembered this incident.
"There's something I want to ask my sister's opinion on."
Chu Xi lowered his head and spoke hesitantly, seeming to find it difficult to speak.
Finally, she bit her lip and stated her decision simply.
"I want to leave Xianyang."
"What?!"
Chu Yuening exclaimed in surprise, her face full of disbelief.
She eagerly held the girl's hand, her beautiful eyes and eyebrows filled with sorrow, her red lips moving up and down, not knowing how to persuade her.
She is like an eagle mother, always worried about her eaglet who is about to fly alone.
Feeling the sincere concern from his elder sister, Chu Xi felt warm in his heart, but he still did not waver in his determination.
"Sister, you said that if we want to truly help women and improve their status, we need to do it not only from a political perspective and ideological perspective, but also from an economic perspective."
"In the past few years as a factory manager, I have truly understood this sentence: only when women have work and money can they have confidence and have the right to speak."
"Nowadays, there are more and more female workers in Xianyang. The status of women has greatly improved. There is no need for me to add fuel to the fire."
Chu Xi's expression was complicated, with a mixture of happiness, loss, relief, but more of hope.
She smiled brilliantly, her almond-shaped eyes bright and sparkling, gleaming with her unwavering belief in pursuing her ideals.
"So, I want to go to more places, open more factories, and help more women."
The girl's voice was clear, pleasant, and decisive. Her slender figure was straight and upright, like a tough pine or cypress, and she would never waver in the slightest.
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