Chapter 687 Sanya is hit
San Ya glanced at the food and wine on the table and sat down at the table. "Second sister, can I have this?"
She was so busy today that she hasn't even had dinner yet.
"Eat, eat," Erya sat up, hugged the pillow, and said sadly, "Dad and Mom didn't cry, did they?"
"I didn't cry, but I wasn't happy either." San Ya said.
She picked up the wine jug and poured herself a glass of wine. "I'm thirsty."
As the sweet fruit wine entered her mouth, she couldn't help but drink a few more glasses, and said, "Second sister, this is fruit wine, it tastes good. Would you like to pour a glass for you to try?"
"I don't drink. You should drink less. Even though it's fruit wine, it still has a strong aftertaste."
"It's okay, I can drink a lot."
San Ya said that she often drank alcohol when she was in the northwest.
Speaking of the Northwest, Erya's mood, which had just improved, became a little depressed again.
"When do you plan to leave?" she asked San Ya.
"Maybe in five or six days." San Ya said, "How about you?"
"Almost the same as you." Erya said, "That's good. After I return home, I can stay at home for two or three days, and we can still be together."
"Um."
Erya whispered, "I will soon be going to Guangzhou Prefecture with Yunting."
She sighed, resting her chin on the pillow, her voice a little muffled, "...sometimes I really don't want to grow up."
San Ya immediately responded, "Don't want to grow up? Then why don't you go back and be like that little girl who had no cotton-padded jacket to wear that winter and had to beg for food because of hunger?"
"Go to hell!" Arya grabbed another soft pillow and threw it at her, "Shut up!"
San Ya took it with a smile and continued eating.
I have to say that the food and wine at the Duke's Mansion are quite good.
At this moment, footsteps were heard outside the door and the maid's voice announced: "Madam, the old ancestor is worried that you will be bored, so he asked Madam Qi to come and talk to you."
Erya felt nervous - it was a gift from an elder and she couldn't refuse it.
She quickly winked at San Ya and shouted, "Come in!"
The moment she stood up and opened the door, San Ya jumped out of the window nimbly and disappeared into the night.
When Aunt Qi came in with snacks, she saw Erya standing alone in the room with a gentle smile on her face, as if the playful whispers just now had never happened.
Let’s talk about San Ya. She jumped out of the window. The night wind blew, and the aftereffects of the few glasses of fruit wine she had just drunk in the room suddenly surged up.
An inexplicable heat surged from her limbs and bones, coming so fast and fiercely that her steps became unsteady.
"This wine..." She shook her head, trying to dispel the unusual feeling of dizziness, and pinched her palm hard with her fingertips, trying to use the pain to keep herself awake.
She has always had an excellent sense of direction, but at this moment, the familiar pavilions and towers in the Duke's Mansion seemed to be covered with a layer of gauze, making them dim and difficult for her to tell the direction.
No, her head was getting heavier and heavier. The heat was not blown away by the night wind, but became more and more intense, as if it was going to devour her sanity as well.
On the other side, Liu Jian was blocking the wine for Yun Ting.
I have to say that Yun Ting’s strategy was correct for ten minutes.
Because of Liu Jian's status as the crown prince, everyone was really embarrassed to persuade him harshly.
So Liu Jian just took a few sips.
Yun Ting thought to himself, good boy, today is all thanks to him.
How about drawing a pie for him to eat?
But before he could open his mouth, Liu Jian was called out by the servant who followed him.
The others immediately gathered around and insisted on making Yunting drink wine.
Yun Ting: “…”
Liu Jian is such an irresponsible guy, he decided not to even draw a cake for him!
So angry!
Liu Jian was also very angry.
He had helped so much today and was just waiting to take credit for it with Yun Ting, but this tactless servant insisted on looking for him.
Bastard.
If the sky didn't fall outside, he would definitely kick someone.
The servant's name was Ba Liang, and he was sold by his family for eight taels of silver.
Ba Liang has followed Liu Jian since he was a child and is smart and loyal.
He knew exactly what Liu Jian was thinking.
At this moment he was pacing anxiously at the door.
Seeing Liu Jian coming out with a dark face, Ba Liang immediately rushed forward and whispered in his ear, "Your Highness! Quick, come with me! It's the Third Young Lady... The Third Young Lady, something's wrong!"
"What?" Liu Jian's face changed instantly.
Because when Balian mentioned San Ya, the tone of his voice when calling her "Third Girl" was different from when he called anyone else.
"Come on, follow me."
Liu Jian's legs went weak, and he followed Ba Liang out under the cover of night.
"I went to pee and got bumped by someone. I was about to curse, but it turned out to be the third girl. I was almost scared to death..."
There are some things he dare not say.
You know, the third lady even hugged his waist, and Ba Liang suspected that he would be chopped in half by his master.
Liu Jian now has countless questions in his mind.
For example, how could my sister appear in the Duke's Mansion?
For example, my sister is a martial arts expert, so how could she be ambushed by someone?
Since he didn't see anyone at the moment, Liu Jian didn't understand what Ba Liang meant by "secret plot".
Ba Liang was still mumbling, "I pretended to tell you that you were tired and needed to rest. I found a room and put the third girl in it."
The more Liu Jian thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. He even suspected that Ba Liang had been bribed and was plotting against him.
If Liu Jian hadn't thought about how Balian had risked his life for him several times before, and how concerned he was about him, he would not have hesitated, but would have urged Balian to hurry up.
Ba Liang led Liu Jian, avoiding the bustling place, and quickly came to a secluded room.
He pushed open the door and Liu Jian stepped in. There was only a dim candle in the room, and the scene before him made him gasp for breath.
I saw San Ya leaning on the footstool beside the bed, her body slightly curled up, her hair that was originally neatly tied up was a little messy, a few strands of black hair were wet with sweat, sticking to her abnormally flushed cheeks and neck.
The collar of her neat riding and shooting uniform was unconsciously pulled open a little, revealing her graceful collarbone, which was now rising and falling slightly with her slightly rapid breathing.
She seemed to be trying hard to stay awake, biting her lower lip with her pearly teeth, even leaving a shallow white mark.
Hearing the noise, she suddenly raised her head. Her eyes, which were usually clear and sharp, were now shimmering with a layer of hazy mist as she tried to focus and identify the person coming.
"Who...?" She spoke, her voice no longer as cool and steady as usual, but hoarse and trembling slightly, as if she was trying hard to suppress something.
She wrapped her arms around herself, her fingertips digging deep into the fabric of her arms, using the pain to fight the surging, unfamiliar heat and weakness in her body that was almost making her lose control.
At this moment, she was no longer the cold-blooded general who was on horseback and terrified the enemy, but more like a little beast that fell into a trap.
Ba Liang didn't dare to come in at all, he closed the door sensibly.
Liu Jian stood at the door and didn't dare to move forward.
At his age, he already knows a lot.
Over the years, he had seen all the tricks used by women who wanted to get close to him...
He couldn't get close.
He is not a beast.
Although he had been drinking, he was very sober at the moment.
"Eight taels," Liu Jian forced himself to calm down. "Send someone to call Doctor Hu and tell him I'm feeling a little unwell. We need to be quiet and not disturb the guests."
The Duke's Mansion couldn't hide it, so he stayed with his sister first and went to Yun Ting to deal with the aftermath later.
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