That night, Changyou, at a very young age, became emperor.
When an emperor reigns for too long, he becomes arrogant and ignorant of his own limitations...
By the dim candlelight, Yuan Yao smiled brightly and said to the little guard, "You did a really good job beating him!"
Tonight, I feel especially relieved!
He arrived with his favorite concubine, repeatedly declaring that he would definitely marry her...
What kind of person does she take Yuan Yao for?
You deserve a beating!
Yuan Yao sat on the bed, wrapped in a quilt.
The young guard looked at her: "Not going to sleep?"
"Do I look like I can sleep?" Yuan Yao opened her bright black eyes wide and blinked slightly.
Upon hearing this, the young bodyguard turned around.
Yuan Yao quickly asked, "Where are you going?"
The young guard replied in a muffled voice, "I'll go get your outer robe."
After speaking, he walked to the shelf, picked and chose a snow-white outer garment.
After handing the outer garment to Yuan Yao, he turned around and said, "Put it on."
Yuan Yao got out of bed.
In the middle of the night, she suddenly felt a little hungry.
However, the water in Yaofeng Palace had all gone cold, and all they could eat were hard, unappetizing snacks...
Yuan Yao looked at the little bodyguard: "Traitor, are you hungry?"
Despite being called a "traitor" for many years, the little bodyguard was still quite helpless.
He asked Yuan Yao, "Are you hungry?"
"Mmm!" Yuan Yao nodded pitifully.
The young guard was silent for a moment, then said to her, "Wait here for me, I'll go to the kitchen to get you some food."
The autumn night was a bit chilly.
Yuan Yao called out to the little guard: "Go to the wine cellar again and fetch me two jars of wine."
Drinking in the middle of the night?
The junior guard asked, "What kind of wine should we get?"
Yuan Yao thought for a moment, then said with a smile, "I'd like cherry wine and peach wine!"
"Wait a moment."
The little bodyguard gathered his energy and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
As soon as he left, Po Yue said coldly, "That traitorous disciple is too domineering! Every time he comes, he kicks me and Can Feng away, and you don't even do anything about it?"
Is Po Yue complaining about something?
So cute!
Yuan Yao suppressed a laugh and asked in surprise, "He told you to leave, and you actually left?"
"If you don't want to leave, he can't just tie you up, can he?"
"Do you think he's a martial arts failure like you?" Po Yue sneered. "That brat is a martial arts genius!"
He's barely eighteen, yet he's almost evenly matched with his master.
Yuan Yao: "???"
She said irritably, "If you're going to praise him, then praise him. Why do you have to put me down?"
"Aren't you useless?" Po Yue retorted.
Yuan Yao: "..."
Yes, that's right.
She's a good-for-nothing!
A few years ago, she kept saying she wanted to learn martial arts, wanted to learn light-body skills, wanted to possess internal energy...
As a result, after Shadow and Ninth Prince took turns examining her meridians, they came to the conclusion that she was a good-for-nothing.
The Ninth Prince felt sorry for her, so he didn't let her practice martial arts, but only taught her lightness skill.
Who knew that her lightness skill was so poor that she couldn't even scale the walls of Qianhua Palace...
Yuan Yao was depressed for several days before she finally accepted the fact that she was a martial arts failure.
However, the thought that she was surrounded by experts made her feel relieved.
She's not good at it, but her father and her bodyguards are exceptionally good!
If all else fails, she'll find a peerless martial arts master to be her husband!
If that doesn't work, then she'll train her future son into an unparalleled martial arts master...
The future is still incredibly bright!
As Yuan Yao was lost in her fantasy, the little guard walked into the hall carrying a wine bottle in one hand and a food box in the other.
Yuan Yao, still wearing her clothes, ran over with light steps: "What food did you bring?"
The little guard opened the food box.
Yuan Yao sat down in the chair and moved closer.
The young guard said in a deep voice, "Drinking fruit wine is not suitable for eating desserts, so I only brought a plate of desserts."
As he spoke, he took out the rice crackers and beef jerky from the food box, along with a dish of pine nuts that he hadn't had at the teahouse...
Yuan Yao took the wine jar and set out an exquisite glass: "I've been craving this wine for so long! Let me have a taste!"
The wine was brewed last year.
The wine cellar is filled with all kinds of wine, including fruit wine and grain wine, so much that it's almost overflowing!
However, every year when the season comes, Yuan Yao still can't help but have many vats of wine brewed and stored in the wine cellar.
The Ninth Prince likes to drink, but he has a weak stomach, so Yuan Yao doesn't allow him to drink too much.
Occasionally, when Po Yue gets a craving, she'll sneak out and take a few jars...
Just then, Po Yue walked over and said coldly, "I want to drink too."
Only then did the little guard notice Po Yue.
He stopped what he was doing and looked at Poyue.
Po Yue looked back at him: "What are you doing?"
Little bodyguard: "..."
Po Yue lifted his robe and sat down in the chair opposite Yuan Yao: "Come on, let's drink."
Yuan Yao chuckled: "Po Yue, although you don't need to stand guard at night, if you drink too much, you'll be punished by the shadows, right?"
"Master wouldn't do that." Po Yue picked up a jar of wine, glanced at it, and said, "This is too sweet. I'll go get a few jars that aren't so sweet."
Yuan Yao looked up in surprise: "You actually secretly hid some good wine?"
"I'll go get it."
Po Yue left behind a single sentence and then departed from Yaofeng Palace.
Yuan Yao poured herself a glass of peach wine, brought it close to her nose, and gently sniffed it: "What a sweet and fragrant smell..."
Suddenly, my hand felt light.
The young guard took the wine cup, held it in his palm, and his inner strength fluctuated slightly.
Yuan Yao was taken aback for a moment when she saw this, then laughed and said, "You're always like this, never letting me drink anything cold."
Did you know that fruit wine tastes best when it's ice-cold?
The young guard handed over the warmed wine: "If you drink it cold, you'll feel unwell. You mustn't drink anything cold tonight."
I'll chill the wine for you another day when the weather is nice.
Yuan Yao puffed out her cheeks: "You said that? I'd be a dog if I were lying!"
The young guard stared at her through the black mist for a moment: "I'm not lying to you."
Yuan Yao gave a pleasant hum.
She took the glass and took a small sip.
The alcohol content isn't high, it's sweet, and has a strong peach flavor...
Yuan Yao drank it all in one gulp, her eyes narrowing with joy.
Beside her, a junior guard took the cherry wine that he had warmed with his internal energy and poured her a glass: "Try this."
Yuan Yao took the glass and downed it in one gulp: "Delicious!"
There's no bad wine in Qianhua Palace's wine cellar!
While drinking, Yuan Yao said, "From now on, wherever I go, I will move the wine cellar of Qianhua Palace there!"
Once Father is no longer regent, I will keep Father company while he drinks wine and tea…
Before we knew it, the two jars of wine were almost empty.
Yuan Yao's skin was pink, her eyes slightly glazed, and she fanned herself with her hand: "It's so hot..."
She looked somewhat dazed.
"You're drunk." The young guard tried to snatch her wine glass.
"I'm not drunk!" Yuan Yao rested her chin on one hand, squinting at the young bodyguard: "How old are you this year?"
Little bodyguard: "..."
He said with a hint of helplessness, "Eighteen."
eighteen?
Yuan Yao took a moment to react, then raised her fingers and counted them one by one. After she finished counting, she said, "You're three years older than me?"
Little bodyguard: "..."
Yuan Yao reached for the wine glass again.
A slender, white hand with well-defined muscles snatched the wine glass: "You're drunk, you can't drink anymore."
Yuan Yao stared, her words slightly slurred: "Give it back!"
“You’re drunk,” the little guard insisted.
Yuan Yao squinted, one hand supporting her chin, her drunken eyes bright and watery: "Do you know, the way you always treat me is so much like someone..."
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