Chapter 92 The Drunken Beauty Praises the King
"Of course, go ahead." Consort Wang handed her waist token to Zhao Bailu directly: "She's in the small kitchen next to the Imperial Study. You should know the way, right? Go!"
Zhao Bailu didn't hesitate at all. After taking the token, she turned around and walked towards the small kitchen.
As soon as she entered, she saw Meng Yanzhi curled up alone on a small stool. She immediately felt extremely distressed, ran over, and hugged Meng Yanzhi: "Yanzhi, what's wrong? Did someone bully you?"
Meng Yanzhi didn't speak, but hugged Zhao Bailu tightly, sobbing uncontrollably, "Lulu, waah, why are you here?"
"You cried? Why are you crying? Are you alright?"
"Quick, come here quickly, let me see what's wrong?"
Zhao Bailu was quite frightened and hurriedly wiped away Meng Yanzhi's tears.
Meng Yanzhi stood up and looked at Zhao Bailu with a smile: "Why did you come to the palace? Did you come to play with me?"
"Yes." Zhao Bailu looked at her smiling face and felt a little sorry for her: "Yanzhi, if you don't want to smile, then don't smile."
"I want to laugh." Meng Yanzhi laughed, but then her tears flowed even more freely. "Fine, I won't laugh anymore!"
After saying that, Meng Yanzhi went directly to the cabinet next to her and took out two jars of wine.
Meng Yanzhi smiled and looked at Zhao Bailu: "I saw some green plums in the backyard before, so I made some green plum wine! Now it's ready to drink, shall we taste it together?"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Bailu smiled and then looked at Meng Yanzhi with some surprise: "You...you can drink alcohol?"
"Of course I can. Drinking isn't difficult. Why wouldn't I be able to drink?" Meng Yanzhi smiled slightly, then leaned against Zhao Bailu and winked at her.
Soon, Meng Yanzhi prepared four dishes to accompany the drinks and started drinking with Zhao Bailu.
Zhao Bailu looked at Meng Yanzhi with some surprise. She never expected that the seemingly gentle and weak Meng Yanzhi would be such a fierce drinker.
After drinking two jars of wine, Meng Yanzhi didn't even feel drunk. She immediately grabbed Zhao Bailu's hand and quietly slipped into the warehouse next to the small kitchen.
“A batch of Moutai liquor has arrived from Yunnan. I heard that it was a tribute item, only available to the imperial palace.”
"I've never had it before, shall we have some?"
Meng Yanzhi looked at Zhao Bailu with a grin.
"Are you crazy? Those are tributes!" Zhao Bailu looked at Meng Yanzhi in disbelief. "If they're discovered, they'll lose their heads!"
“We’ll just take a little bit, and we won’t be discovered.” Meng Yanzhi made a shushing gesture and looked at Zhao Bailu very seriously.
She then skillfully located the Moutai, took two jars, and left with Zhao Bailu.
The two of them were drinking happily in the courtyard.
After another jar of Moutai liquor, Meng Yanzhi's cheeks were flushed, clearly indicating that she had drunk quite a bit.
Seeing her like this, Zhao Bailu quickly stood up. In that instant, she realized that she had also drunk quite a bit, and blushed with embarrassment: "Yanzhi, you've had too much to drink. Let me take you back to your room!"
"Why go back to the room? Zhao Bailu, let's dance!"
Can you dance?
Meng Yanzhi looked at Zhao Bailu with a face full of curiosity.
"I can do it a little bit, but..."
"Just a little bit is enough!"
Meng Yanzhi took Zhao Bailu's arm and then started waving her arm around.
In her previous life in the Meng family, Meng Yanzhi had never learned anything. However, after marrying Xu Shize, she was secretly trained and became extremely skilled in the arts of music, chess, calligraphy, and painting—all the romantic and sensual ways to please men.
Soon, Zhao Bailu noticed something was amiss. Watching Meng Yanzhi dance gracefully under the moonlight, she felt as if she were seeing the fairy Chang'e.
"Rouge, you're so beautiful!"
Zhao Bailu sighed, then drew her soft sword from her waist and began to dance in rhythm with Meng Yanzhi.
Hearing the commotion, Xiao Xingyuan sensed something was amiss and walked over. From afar, he saw Meng Yanzhi dancing gracefully in the moonlight.
For a moment, Xiao Xingyuan was even a little stunned.
There was no shortage of dancers in the palace, but Meng Yanzhi's dance was so graceful that it even carried a hint of indescribable sadness, conveying emotions that were heartbreaking.
Xiao Ce, who was standing next to Xiao Xingyuan, was also dumbfounded when he saw this scene. It was simply a feast for the eyes and ears!
The interplay of softness and strength, the perfect balance of the two, created a truly magnificent spectacle!
Everyone even subconsciously stopped in their tracks, afraid of disturbing this beautiful scene.
After finishing her dance, Meng Yanzhi sat down at the table like a fool, picked up the wine jar, took a sip, and asked, "How was it? Did I dance very well?"
"Yes, you danced beautifully, Yan Zhi, you're amazing!" Zhao Bailu sat down next to Meng Yan Zhi, still half asleep, tilting her head and looking at her with bright eyes: "When did you learn all this?"
Meng Yanzhi never wanted to mention the process of learning these things again.
Her eyes reddened: "I guess I learned it in my past life, Bailu. You know, you are my only good friend."
After saying that, Meng Yanzhi turned around to get the chicken leg, but unexpectedly saw Xiao Xingyuan and Xiao Ce standing together.
"Hey? Bailu, look! Isn't that His Majesty and His Highness?" Meng Yanzhi seemed to have discovered something incredible and hurriedly patted Zhao Bailu's shoulder: "Look! The two of them standing together are so pleasing to the eye, so beautiful!"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Ce blushed with embarrassment, while Xiao Xingyuan watched Meng Yanzhi's madness with great interest.
Zhao Bailu was also drunk. She leaned her head against Meng Yanzhi and then whispered, "Then tell me, is the Emperor more handsome, or the Crown Prince?"
"Of course the Emperor is more handsome!"
"His Majesty is handsome, and even more so in physique! Those abs, those pecs, those..."
"Hmm!"
Meng Yanzhi was about to say something more, but Xiao Xingyuan covered her mouth first.
He frowned and looked at Meng Yanzhi: "If you keep talking nonsense, I'll cut out your tongue!"
"Are you willing to do that?" Meng Yanzhi grabbed his hand, looking at him with teary eyes. "What, are you going to bully me too?"
After saying that, Meng Yanzhi suddenly shook off Xiao Xingyuan's hand and said angrily, "As expected, you are all bad guys who only know how to bully me!"
"Your Highness, escort Zhao Bailu to the Liuli Palace."
Xiao Xingyuan remained expressionless, coldly looking at Xiao Ce.
Xiao Ce dared not disobey, so he stepped forward, hoisted Zhao Bailu onto his shoulder, and then looked at Meng Yanzhi, who was still throwing a tantrum on the ground, with deep concern: "Father, Miss Meng, she..."
Is it really a bad idea to just leave Meng Yanzhi like this?
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