The fragrant red petals floated on the misty medicinal bath soup, covering up the bitter medicinal smell. I lazily soaked in the soup, picked up a piece of broken flowers with my bare hands, and sighed faintly: "Oh, how could this happen?
good?"
Thinking back to just now, under the moonlight as thin as a cloud shadow, the eldest brother's handsome face was stiff, dark pools were surging in his eyes, and a cold and furious aura was exuding from his whole body, as if he wanted to tear Brother Xiaobai apart. Alas, I think he will tear us apart.
I had already guessed that things would happen before we got married. Alas, my father and elder brother invited him to a dinner, but we must not embarrass him!
As the medicinal soup in the bath gradually cooled down, I stood up and raised my hands, wrapping my body in a Sulu yukata tightly.
A burst of noise broke the pure tranquility of the winter night.
Big brother again?
Oops, it’s late at night and the sky is cold, he...he won’t fight with Senior Brother Xiaobai, right?
I hurriedly opened the door, and the cold wind blew in my face, making me shiver.
"Rong'er." Senior Brother Xiaobai is dressed in a black python robe. Under the clear moonlight, his cheeks are rosy and his eyes are deep.
The pungent smell of wine came with the cold wind. The eldest brother raised a wine bottle and staggered, "He...how dared to 'bully' you...how dared..."
Bully?
When I realized what "bullying" meant, I was so embarrassed that my brain was tied up and I kept talking nonsense: "Well, um, senior brother, look, the moonlight tonight is very dazzling!"
He looked at the thin brows in the distance, and his voice was like a pool of blue waves, calm and steady: "Well, it's very tan..."
"...raise a glass to invite...invite the bright moon...Bah, no, raise a glass...invite...beauties, under the moon...roll under the moon...roll in pairs..." The eldest brother's peach blossom eyes were blurred and intoxicated, holding his arms
Senior Brother Xiaobai's arms rubbed against each other.
We had a spring night with a beauty under the moon. Well, the artistic conception of this poem is quite good. However, my eldest brother is very talented in literature. This poem is neither neat nor rhythmic, which is really embarrassing!
"Come here! Help the Master back to his room!" I hurriedly greeted people with a loud voice.
There was silence under the moon, "Rong'er, I..." Before he could finish his words, his body shook violently. I quickly stretched out my hand to help him and sniffed, and his clear masculine aura was also tainted with a faint smell of alcohol.
"Are you drunk too?" Before going down the mountain, the fifth senior brother warned him many times that he was not well yet, so he shouldn't be tired, shouldn't drink, shouldn't... well, he shouldn't do anything else.
"I'm fine." He pushed me away gently and raised his hand to rub his forehead.
Looking closer, I realized that he was blushing unnaturally, so I quickly reached out and tried...
"Quick, get the doctor!"
[The lady is coming]
Outside the window, there is white snow and red plum blossoms, and flowers are flying in the morning breeze.
The red plum blossoms in the snow are clean and elegant, with a subtle fragrance floating around. Although they are not accompanied by hundreds of flowers, they are graceful in the wind and feel contented.
Inside the window, the stove is smoky, and the room is filled with warmth.
Senior Brother Xiaobai is lying by the window, his handsome cheeks are dyed red, he smiles affectionately, his white robe is spread out, his dark clouds and hair are hanging down like silk, graceful, more beautiful and fluttering, like a fairy!
Wouldn't it be a pity not to keep such a beautiful and beautiful woman?
I splashed ink with a few dots of proud and fragrant plums, and a charming face appeared on the paper.
"Rong...cough...are you okay? Cough cough..." A series of coughs gave his red handsome face a hint of sickness.
He was always weak and had a cough from autumn to winter this year. He came to my house at the beginning of that day and had a lot of fun with me...well, and had a lot of drinks with my elder brother. That night he developed a high fever and was so feverish that he didn't know what was going on.
Having no choice but to move him hurriedly to "Tinghu Xiaozhu" outside the city to recuperate, he didn't even go to his eldest brother's wedding banquet, alas...
I hurriedly put down my writing, patted his back, and said slightly angrily: "Huh, look at you still drinking secretly!"
"Cough." A voice came from the door, covering his mouth and coughing lightly.
"His Royal Highness the King of Qin, Rong'er." My charming eldest brother slowly came in and hesitated several times.
I smiled calmly and asked, "But Qingqing was caught?"
