"I have to train my drinking tolerance, otherwise I will suffer a lot in the future. Anyway, I will go to Prince Huai's Mansion tomorrow, so you can drink some with me." Yuan Qingling sincerely invited.
Yu Wenhao found that he could not resist her sincerity.
He shrugged, "Whatever, I just want to have a drink." She had to find some excuse, right? Lest she think he would listen to anything she said.
Yuan Qingling felt that she had to drink thousands of drinks without getting drunk. Once at least one weakness was discovered, this weakness would become her biggest threat.
With her skillful hands, her grandma can always make all kinds of delicious dishes.
Even the simplest ingredients can turn into magic in her hands. As Yuan Qingling ate, she couldn't help but smile: "Second brother has always said that the food cooked by the imperial chef is delicious, but that's because he has never eaten it before.
If he eats the cooked food, I'm afraid he will pack his bags and come to stay for a long time."
Yu Wenhao looked at her and said, "You seem to be very familiar with your second brother."
Yuan Qingling poured wine for him and filled a cup for himself. The small cup held about a mouthful of wine. The wine was clear in color and fragrant.
Yuan Qingling took a deep breath, then felt a little drunk, and smiled brightly, "Yes, he is nice, but he is a bit greedy."
"What?" Yu Wenhao sneered!
Yuan Qingling thought of Sun Wang's chubby body and plump fingers, and couldn't help but laugh again, "It's really not that bad, he is very greedy, and he always talks about losing weight."
"If he didn't clamor to lose weight, he would eat even more crazily."
“If you talk about losing weight, you may not stop eating if you don’t.”
Yu Wenhao didn't like that she always talked about her second brother, "He eats what he likes. Why do you care so much? You don't care about what you should care about."
"What do I have to do?" Yuan Qingling smelled the wine again, slowly building up the courage to drink the glass of liquid.
Yu Wenhao said angrily: "Why not? Such a big palace relies on Tang Yang for everything. As the mistress, don't you feel ashamed?"
Yuan Qingling said sarcastically: "I remember you told your grandma to just raise me like a dog."
Yu Wenhao became angry from embarrassment, "Do you especially like to argue with me?"
"Have you ever said that?" Yuan Qing Ling Ni glanced at him sideways.
He faced it, "You are so stingy. You still remember things that happened so long ago. If you all remember the resentment, how about we discuss what happened in the princess's mansion a year ago?"
Weakness.
Yuan Qing Ling raised his wine glass with a smile, "Let's get drunk and forget our grudges!"
Yu Wenhao snorted, but still picked up the wine glass and clinked it with her, "My Lord, I have a lot. I won't argue with you. You can't go too far in the future."
He drank it all in one gulp, pointing the cup down to show Yuan Qingling.
Yuan Qingling took a sip and drank it in his mouth. It was spicy!
With a "pop" sound, everything spurted out.
Yu Wenhao was so angry that he was trembling all over. His mother-in-law hurriedly came forward to wipe the wine from his face. Oh my God, this spray was so accurate that it covered his head and face.
Yu Wenhao slammed the table and said angrily: "Did you do it on purpose?"
Yuan Qingling slowly took out the royal staff, put it on the table, and explained sincerely, "The wine is too spicy!"
Yu Wenhao looked at the royal staff sluggishly for a long time, and then calmly said to his nanny: "Change the old osmanthus wine, the princess can't drink strong wine."
Duobao, who was standing aside, whined and turned the dog's head, unable to bear to look directly at it.