The afterglow of the sun was gradually swallowed up by the night, and the old house was enveloped in an orange-yellow halo.
Through that little light, you can still see a little movement in the air. At this time, the old house is as silent as a tomb.
"Miss, everything has been tidied up very well." Luo Yi seemed to be in a very good mood, "Miss, you see, everything has been cleaned. Although no one has lived in it for a long time, it is not dilapidated at all, and it is still very impressive."
Murong Qingshuang sneered lightly and looked around, "No matter what, it's Yuwen Longxiang's house, so it won't be any worse."
There are mountains and rivers in the old house, which are well-proportioned. Every place in the lobby and courtyard has been cleaned, and there are still servants weeding in the yard.[
If you don't look at the outside, there is no substantial difference between this and ordinary aristocratic mansions, and it is even more magnificent.
Luo Yi also looked at it and shook her head, "Your Majesty is so extravagant and wasteful."
There are not many servants in the mansion, and most of them are silent and rigid, which cannot be compared with Luodai City. Thinking about it this way, it was not bad when there were Liuya, at least it would not be as dull as it is now.
Yuwen Longxiang came back in the evening, and it could be seen that he went to Qu Mo's place to drink some wine first.
However, he brought back an exquisite wine flask and put it on the table, "Qu Mo said I brought it to you. It's an old wine."
Murong Qingshuang took it unceremoniously, and as soon as she opened it, a faint aroma of wine wafted out.
"Thank him for me."
Yuwen Longxiang raised his sleeves, poured the wine himself, and said with a smile: "It seems a little lonely to be alone. I will have a few drinks with you, husband."
"Didn't you drink it?"
He looked at Murong Qingshuang and smiled: "You can't drink again after drinking? Drinking with a man is very different from drinking with a woman."
Murong Qingshuang rolled her eyes at him, "I'm too lazy to tell you!"
He added: "You can get drunk with that boy from the Nangong family. Are you still unwilling today?"
She picked up the wine glass and drank it down in one gulp, "It's indeed a good wine. It's worth it that you're going to break down his door."
Yuwen Longxiang smiled and said nothing, but kept pouring wine.
She was a little drowsy after drinking, and she heard his low laughter in her confusion, "This wine has a strong stamina, just enough."
It’s not like she was drunk, she just grabbed the wine bottle right away!
Who cares about Yuwen Longxiang? Who wants him to drink with him? The same goes for me!
"That's enough..." Hearing his lazy voice was like an echo, as if coming from a very far away place.
