Fusang and Zhuli both agreed that Chu Huaizhi was drugged and couldn't handle the alcohol today. Their faces suddenly became serious! Chu Huaizhi: "..."
After turning the corner, Chu Huaizhi, who had been walking in the air, suddenly stopped.
He brushed away Zhuli and Fusang's hands, and his complexion returned to normal. How could he still look drunk at all?
Fusang and Zhuli were stunned: "Master, you, you, you? You are not drunk?"
Chu Huaizhi hummed lightly.
Fusang and Zhuli breathed a sigh of relief: "I told you that the master can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk. How could he be drunk and unconscious after drinking so little?"
"Since the master is in good health, I will take my leave first!"
Zhu Li knew that he should not follow his master around and get in the way, so he took his leave very tactfully. After that, he grabbed Fu Sang's arm and took him away from Chu Huaizhi.
Chu Huaizhi's lips curled up slightly at Zhu Li's awareness of the current situation, and he strode towards the bridal chamber in the backyard.
Today was his wedding night with Li'er, so how could he be drunk? He pretended to be drunk just now because he saw through the ministers' thoughts and was anxious to get away.
"Your Majesty."
The moment Chu Huaizhi appeared in the backyard, the servants on duty in the backyard bowed to him and saluted.
"Everyone, go down."
Chu Huaizhi responded indifferently and walked straight towards the wedding room which was covered with big red wedding characters.
After hearing his voice, Nanny Zhou and others also came out of the room, bowed and left the courtyard.
The moment Chu Huaizhi appeared at the door of the bridal chamber, a faint aroma of wine instantly wafted over.
When Chu Huaizhi saw the figure sitting in front of the bed, his heart trembled.
Even though the two have been together day and night for more than three months, Chu Huaizhi still feels his heart beating when he sees Jiang Li.
Jiang Li sat upright in front of the bed, with her hands folded on her legs, waiting for Chu Huaizhi to come forward and take off her red veil.
"Pear."
Jiang Li curled her lips under her red veil: "Why did you come back so early? I thought you would be drunk by the ministers today."
"They really wanted to get my husband drunk."
Chu Huaizhi said as he picked up the wedding scale beside him and lifted the red veil on Jiang Li's head.
In an instant, Jiang Li's delicate and charming face came into Chu Huaizhi's sight.
His breathing stagnated and he stared at the beauty in front of him without blinking.
Jiang Li looked at Chu Huaizhi curiously: "Then why are they willing to let you come back so early?"
Chu Huaizhi couldn't help but lean down, hold Jiang Li's palm-sized face in his hands and kiss her on the forehead.
Then he lowered his eyes to look at Jiang Li and said in a hoarse voice: "Pretend to be drunk."
“Puff~”
Jiang Li burst out laughing and raised her eyebrows jokingly: "I didn't expect that the emperor's uncle would have to pretend to be drunk to get away one day."
Jiang Li had been imagining in her mind what Chu Huaizhi looked like when he pretended to be drunk, and did not notice that the man's gaze was becoming more and more dangerous.
"Li'er, we are married."
Chu Huaizhi put his forehead against Jiang Li's forehead and reminded her.
Jiang Li regained consciousness and looked up at Chu Huaizhi: "Time flies so fast, and it's our wedding day in the blink of an eye."
"Since you and I are already married, shouldn't Li'er change her tune?"
Jiang Li curled her lips, and under Chu Huaizhi's unblinking gaze, she slightly opened her red lips and called out the two words that Chu Huaizhi had been waiting for for a long time.
"Husband."
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a sense of weightlessness. Chu Huaizhi grabbed Jiang Li's shoulders and made her fall slowly onto the soft couch...