Prince Zhou also picked up the wine pot that Guo'er had just presented, filled his cup to the brim, and said, "To your sister."
Something seemed to explode deep within Fu Yunchen's dark eyes, and an extremely cold and cruel ruthlessness burst forth from the depths of his eyes.
Fortunately, he lowered his long, thick eyelashes in time, concealing the shock and fear within them...
...
When Guo'er came out of the banquet hall, her legs were trembling.
Granny Song appeared, walked up to Guo'er, and asked, "How is it?"
"It's done, it's done." Guo'er was thinking about the three jugs of wine. Which table was the rightmost one placed on? It should be Young Master Yun's banquet table...
"That's good. I'll go back and report to Madam."
"Yes, Master."
After Granny Song left, Guo'er wiped the sweat from her forehead, then looked back at the banquet hall and couldn't help but shudder. "Whatever, I'm going back to eat a big bowl of braised pork to calm my nerves."
It was terrifying inside. Although the three people seemed normal, she was on edge ever since she went in, wanting to escape immediately.
Qiao Dongzi emerged from the shadows in the corner, first glancing in the direction Guo'er had left, and finally chasing after Granny Song.
...
Li Yingyu paced nervously back and forth in the Prime Minister's wife's room.
"Mother, will this method work?"
"Didn't you want to marry Yun Rong?" The Prime Minister's wife didn't want to resort to such underhanded tactics, but she had subtly hinted at it to Yun Rong before, and he had refused.
Granny Song entered the room.
Before the Prime Minister's wife could speak, Li Yingyu urged, "How is it, Granny Song?"
"Everything is ready," replied Granny Song. "It's just that Prince Zhou is also here."
"Why did he come to the Prime Minister's residence?" Clearly, the Prime Minister's wife was unaware of this beforehand.
Li Yingyu asked, "What's wrong, Mother?"
The Prime Minister's wife looked at her daughter, who had an innocent and naive appearance, and said, "It's alright. Prince Zhou is a nobleman of the imperial family. It's good that a nobleman is visiting."
After several rounds of drinks, Fu Yunchen emerged from the banquet hall with a hint of drunkenness in his eyes.
Qiao Dongzi appeared just in time and helped him up.
Prince Zhou appeared to be quite sober, but his steps were unsteady and slightly swaying, clearly indicating that he was also drunk.
The Prime Minister, however, was a heavy drinker and acted as if nothing had happened. He arranged for servants to escort Prince Zhou and Fu Yunchen to their guest rooms in the South Courtyard to rest.
Fu Yunchen returned to Qionglin Pavilion, where he had stayed at the Prime Minister's residence, while Prince Zhou stayed in Rugui Pavilion in the courtyard next door.
From inside the Confucian Pavilion came Prince Zhou's voice, "Changsu, three more cups!"
Changsu was a courtesy name that Fu Yunchen casually gave himself. Courtesy names are usually used by close friends and family.
Fu Yunchen stood in the courtyard of Qionglin Pavilion, his eyes clear and dark. If it weren't for the strong smell of alcohol on his body, you would never have guessed that he had just drunk a lot of wine.
Qiao Dongzi told Fu Yunchen what he had overheard under the Prime Minister's wife's window, "Boss, what should we do?"
Fu Yunchen replied, "Do nothing and observe the situation."
"Did the boss drink that wine?" Qiao Dongzi asked worriedly. "Should I go and interrogate that fat girl to see what she did?"
"Even if there was some tampering, it wasn't my pot of wine." He could tell that his pot of wine, including the wine served later, was all fine.
Fu Yunchen looked at the Rugui Pavilion next door and said, "Close the door tightly. Don't go out tonight if there's any noise outside."
"Yes, boss." Qiao Dongzi followed Fu Yunchen's gaze and looked at Rugui Pavilion, understanding what was going on.
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