Chapter 210 Alcohol emboldens the coward!
Something interesting happened recently.
The British Duke's Household has another piece of good news.
The Duke of England's two concubines have both given birth to children.
This wouldn't have been anything unusual, but somehow the rumor spread that there were two concubines, one carrying twins and the other carrying a boy.
The British Duke is over fifty years old, and he still has such a joyous occasion.
People who come to my door are asking me, openly or secretly, for the secret to having a child.
Especially the Zhao family.
Everyone who met her asked her how she helped the Duke of England maintain his health and remain so vigorous at such an advanced age.
Enraged, Zhao shut herself away from visitors.
He no longer cared about Song Jiyun.
When these things reached the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion, Meng Shilan simply laughed it off as a joke.
Shuang'er clicked her tongue in amazement, "The Duke has single-handedly added three more members to his household. I'm afraid the number of people coming to ask for children will be more than at the temple of the Goddess of Fertility..."
Meng Shilan glanced at her, "Let's not talk about others, what about yourself?"
“You were seventeen when you started following me, and you’re twenty now. People who don’t know better would think I’m the one who held you back.”
Shuang'er: "Then you're four years older than me, sister!"
“I have children.”
Shuang'er nodded. "Actually, I think it's fine for you to be like this, sister."
"Earn your own money, raise your own children..."
"Stop!" Meng Shilan called out urgently.
"Wei Xun is devoted to you, so don't mess things up at a crucial moment."
"Don't say I taught him bad things, I can't beat Wei Xun."
Shuang'er said with a grin, "Young Master can win, Sister, don't be afraid."
Meng Shilan glared at her, "Don't interrupt."
"You said before that you wanted to repay the debt to King Cheng, but now that you have no debt, why haven't you given up yet?"
"You think he's no good?"
Shuang'er pursed her lips, then thought about it seriously.
"No, he's a good person, and I'm very happy to be with him."
"But... I can't find a reason why I have to get married."
A look of confusion flashed across Shuang'er's face.
"My elder sister escaped from the Duke of Ying's mansion, and Dan Niang escaped from Ding County."
"You all got married, and then you all left."
"It seems that whether or not we get married doesn't make much of a difference."
Meng Shilan and Dan Niang looked at each other.
It turns out there were no "good" examples around me.
Meng Shilan thought about it seriously for a moment, "Shuang'er, marriage is a matter between two people. Neither of you has parents or relatives, so no one will urge you."
“However, your thoughts are your own. You should have a serious talk with Wei Xun. He has been waiting for you for so long, he needs a response.”
Dan Niang nodded, "If you haven't thought it through, there's no rush to get married."
“Tell Wei Xun properly that of all the people I’ve met, he is the most reasonable one.”
Shuang'er nodded a beat late, "Okay."
Shuang'er used to be a maid in the Duke of Ying's mansion. The best ending for her in this life was to marry a steward.
But she suddenly found herself on an unexpected new path.
It is not yet a good path in the eyes of the world.
Her journey with her sister was not easy, but it was during this time that she found herself.
It wasn't the maid Shuangjiang, but herself, Yao Shuang'er, who was born as a human being.
She learned how to do business and how to deal with shrewd, calculating men.
She now has a substantial savings account, a sum she never dared to dream of before.
But these are the small amounts of money she now spends all day calculating, money that she sees all the time in the shop's accounts.
Shuang'er confessed to Wei Xun.
Tell her your deepest thoughts.
“Wei Xun, your sister is right. I can’t let you wait for me in vain, year after year.”
Wei Xun looked into Shuang'er's eyes. This girl had gone from being deceived three years ago and only knowing how to cry, to now being able to stand on her own.
Shuang'er is very innocent, and Miss Meng has protected her very well.
"Shuang'er, I can't wait any longer."
"Just like you said, Miss Meng, Dan Niang, and even Chun Niang who used to take care of Pang Xi."
"They each have their own troubles, and it seems that marriage is not necessarily a good thing."
"You haven't thought it through yet, I'll keep waiting for you to figure it out."
He pursed his lips. "You've reminded me. I also need to think about it. Why do you think my wife is uneasy and even wants to escape, Your Highness and Brother Duan?"
Shuang'er smiled, her eyes crinkling. "Yes, let's all think about it carefully."
"But I am quite certain that I am happy to see you, happy to sit with you, and happy just to look at you, even if we don't speak."
Looking at her, Wei Xun couldn't help but blush, and the corners of his lips unconsciously curled up.
He quietly took her hand.
Shuang'er tilted her head slightly, looking at his distinct jawline; he remained as composed as ever.
It just had a touch more affection.
It seemed like she could be drawn in without even realizing it.
The two heads drew closer and closer.
"Cough cough!"
Suddenly, two coughs burst out!
The two were instantly thrown apart.
Zhou Congxian was annoyed; he hadn't won the heart of the beauty yet!
He hasn't accomplished his great task yet, and no one is allowed to succeed before him!
Shuang'er blushed and said, "I...I have things to do at my shop, I have to go now!"
Wei Xun glanced at Zhou Congxian, then turned and left.
"I need to drown my sorrows in alcohol. If Your Highness needs anything, please go to Xiaoman."
Zhou Congxian: "You two are almost...going together! I should be the one to relieve my sorrow!"
Wei Xun gave a faint smile, a hint of anticipation flashing in his eyes.
"Then I'll give you a chance to embolden your coward with alcohol."
Zhou Congxian, “...Who are you calling a coward!”
"Fifteen-year-old Jiangsong wine".
"drink!"
I wonder if Wei Xun reminded Zhou Congxian.
Zhou Congxian, who rarely drinks, drank an entire jar!
The person who said they would "drown their sorrows in alcohol" only took three sips.
Two drunkards broke into the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion at night.
Shuang'er encountered two people on the way. "You've been drinking!"
Wei Xun immediately distanced himself, saying, "It was all drunk by the young master."
He loosened his grip, and Zhou Congxian staggered off to find Meng Shilan on his own.
"Huh?! We can't go!"
Shuang'er tried to stop him, but Wei Xun stopped her, saying, "I'll take you to see a good show."
"A drunkard, what kind of show is this!"
Shuang'er still remembers why her sister became the prince's concubine.
Wei Xun: "...The prince was drugged."
“When the young master is drunk, he likes to talk. Let Miss Meng try to get more information out of him.”
"With us watching over things, nothing will go wrong."
Meng Shilan was still sewing a cloth bag for Fu'er by candlelight. This was a promise she had made to Fu'er, and she had finished sewing it to hold her little trinkets.
Fu'er was already asleep on the bed.
With a "bang".
Zhou Congxian slammed in from outside the door, startling her.
He gave her a deep bow and didn't stand up for a long time.
A strong smell of alcohol made Meng Shilan frown.
"Zhou Congxian, why did you drink so much?"
Zhou Congxian reacted this time. He raised his head, his eyes glazed over, but he answered every question.
"Alcohol emboldens the timid!"
Meng Shilan, "??"
Shuang'er, on the rooftop, nudged Wei Xun with her elbow and glared at him.
Wei Xun immediately noted it down: one can have a little wine, but one must not get drunk.
After drinking, Zhou Congxian's words became noticeably more excessive, and even the emotions in his speech became more pronounced.
"I really miss you, I really miss you."
Meng Shilan: "...Don't go causing trouble here while you're drunk, get out of here!"
Chuntao and Chunxing weren't around at the moment, so she went up to help him up.
Zhou Congxian held her hand, looking heartbroken.
"Shi Lan, what do you want me to do to satisfy you? I'll give you my whole heart!"
Shuang'er on the roof looked away and couldn't help but whisper two words.
"nausea."
Wei Xun wrote down another sentence: You can care, but you can't be disgusted.
Inside the room, Meng Shilan was in a breakdown, struggling with a drunkard.
Shuang'er, who was watching the play from the rooftop, had completely changed her opinion of her former master, Prince Zhou.
How could he possibly be worthy of such a wonderful older sister?!
Wei Xun took notes of the mistakes men shouldn't make, gaining a great deal of knowledge.
It took Meng Shilan a great deal of effort to drag the drunkard out.
In the end, Wei Xun had a change of heart and took him back.
The next day.
When Zhou Congxian woke up from his hangover, he was dizzy and couldn't remember anything that happened while he was drunk.
He scratched his head and touched a large bump on the back of his head.
"Hiss! I don't remember being injured."
Of course he doesn't remember.
It was when he banged on Meng Shilan's door, when she dragged him across the threshold.
His hand lost its grip, and the back of his head slammed against the threshold with a loud thud.
Shuang'er and Wei Xun witnessed the whole process.
Soon, Zhou Congxian discovered that he couldn't even get through the gates of the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion!
"Wei Xun".
That day, he and Wei Xun were the only ones drinking together.
Did I do something to upset her while I was drunk?
Wei Xun turned around subtly, then said with his back to him, "It seems not."
"That's strange. Before, she would ignore me and wouldn't let anyone stop me."
He touched the back of his head, and the large bump made him wince in pain again.
Wei Xun touched his nose and then coughed lightly.
"Your Highness, a scout has reported that the other banners of Ule are discussing how to rescue Bucha."
Zhou Congxian frowned and walked towards the hidden compartment behind the bookshelf.
"They were caught without warning, and apart from the few Imperial Guards who participated in the arrest, no one knew about it."
"There's a traitor in the Imperial Guard."
Wei Xun: "How do we catch this fish?"
Zhou Congxian's eyes darkened. "To catch a big fish, you need a long line."
"I'll go to the palace first."
"Yes." Wei Xun glanced at him, then turned to leave.
"Wei Xun".
Zhou Congxian called out to him, and he paused in his steps.
"However, I seem to remember that we went to the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion together."
Wei Xun nodded. "We went together, but the young master insisted on going in by himself, and we couldn't stop him."
"Yeah?"
Zhou Congxian looked completely bewildered; he couldn't remember anything at all.
I should have known better than to listen to Wei Xun's bad advice.
He then looked at Wei Xun, who was about to leave, and asked, "Where are you going?"
Wei Xun smiled and said, "Shuang'er has been very busy lately, and she doesn't even eat on time. I remember she said that the wontons in the south of the city are delicious, so I'll go buy some for her."
These were all lessons learned from the Crown Prince that day.
Zhou Congxian said, "...Bring one for me too."
"It will be cold by the time you come back from the palace, so please go and eat it yourself."
Zhou Congxian probably couldn't have imagined this even if he racked his brains.
Because he ruined Wei Xun's good deed.
Wei Xun tricked him badly.
Incidentally, it also provided people with a lot of valuable "experience".
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