Chapter 140: The little braids in the hands of my sister
The next day, Wen Jiaojiao slept until it was about time for lunch and woke up. When she woke up, her head still hurt. It seemed that she had a lot of energy after drinking some wine yesterday.
Wen Jiaojiao sat on the edge of the bed feeling a little uncomfortable. He half-closed his eyes and took the handkerchief handed over by Yuzhu and wiped his face carefully.
Feng Xin poured a cup of tea for Wen Jiaojiao to soothe her throat and wake her up. Looking at her frowning slightly, he felt distressed and helpless and said: "My lady's alcohol capacity is only as much as a fingernail. I'd better not drink anymore."
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Wen Jiaojiao said in a slightly hoarse voice: "It was New Year's Eve yesterday..."
Feng Xin: "Yesterday, the young lady had to let the Crown Prince carry her, but the result was good. The young lady fell asleep after a while. The Crown Prince was afraid of waking the young lady, so he carried the young lady all the way back to Fengyi Palace."
"ah?"
Wen Jiaojiao's eyes opened instantly. She carefully recalled the memory after the palace banquet last night. She drank some wine and fell asleep in the Yingqing Hall. Then she woke up after the palace banquet was over. When she went out, she seemed to be letting people go.
Ayan was carrying her...
The journey from Yingqing Palace to Fengyi Palace is not short, so Ayan just carried her all the way back?
Wen Jiaojiao asked Fengxin: "Wasn't my sister with us at that time?"
If Sister Qingyu was with them, she wouldn't have let Zhao Yan carry her all the way like this, how tiring it would be.
Yuzhu brought Wen Jiaojiao today's clothes and helped her dress and said, "The Queen also walked all the way back yesterday. Your Majesty was originally with us. I don't know what I said to the Queen, so I left halfway."
Wen Jiaojiao thought that the emperor often came to see her, but it seemed that the relationship between the two of them was not very good.
After washing up and eating something, Wen Jiaojiao went into the main hall of Fengyi Palace to look for the queen. As soon as he entered, he did not see his sister sitting on the couch reading a book or doing needlework as usual.
Qingquan said to Wen Jiaojiao: "Miss Cousin, the Queen is still asleep."
"Still sleeping?"
This is really unprecedented, my sister actually stayed in bed.
Wen Jiaojiao approached the inner hall and saw that Xiao Qingyu was still sleeping. She quietly opened her curtains and saw that her sister was still sleeping with her eyes closed. She was leaning sideways and holding something in her hand.
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Wen Jiaojiao knelt down beside Xiao Qingyu's bed, resting his chin on the bed. When he looked closer, he found that the sister seemed to be holding a small braid in her hand?
The little braid is maroon, with a silver ornament pattern that Wen Jiaojiao is familiar with.
Wen Jiaojiao remembered that Sister A had told him before that her old friend in Saluo was Que Wu's brother.
This braid was very similar to the one Que Wu cut off for her on the city wall that night, except that the silver ornaments on it were different.
Thinking of what Que Wu said when he gave the braid to his beloved, this should be a very important thing that the Salo people give to their sweethearts.
Wen Jiaojiao stared at Xiao Qingyu's face close at hand and found that there seemed to be tears in the corners of her eyes.
Wen Jiaojiao thought of her sister saying that her old friend had passed away. She must...miss him very much...
As soon as Xiao Qingyu woke up, she saw Wen Jiaojiao sleeping beside her bed.
Wen Jiaojiao didn't sleep well yesterday. She didn't feel well after drinking wine, so she lay down next to Xiao Qingyu's bed and fell asleep again.
"Bright, bright?"
Xiao Qingyu gently shook Wen Jiaojiao, and Wen Jiaojiao was shaken awake. Seeing that Xiao Qingyu had woken up, she yawned, stood up from the ground, lay down on Xiao Qingyu again, hugged her and whispered:
"Sister, wake up, it's already lunch time."
Xiao Qingyu stroked Wen Jiaojiao's back and said softly: "Sister, get up and wash up and have dinner with Jiaojiao."
Wen Jiaojiao rolled into the bed, looked sideways at Xiao Qingyu and said, "Sister, did you not sleep well last night? Do you want to sleep a little longer?"
Xiao Qingyu smiled and pinched Wen Jiaojiao's face, "Sister, unlike our little lazy guy Jiaojiao, who likes to stay in bed."
Wen Jiaojiao put his arms around Xiao Qingyu and said, "Sister, just stay in bed with Jiaojiao. I didn't sleep well last night and my head still hurts."
Hearing Wen Jiaojiao say that he didn't sleep well, Xiao Qingyu said with concern on his face: "Maybe it's because you drank last night. You are not very good at drinking. You won't drink if you can in the future."
As he spoke, Xiao Qingyu thought of an interesting incident from Wen Jiaojiao's childhood and said to her: "Do you remember that when you were ten years old, you secretly took a bottle of wine out to drink at the palace banquet and took Ayan out with you?
, but you fell drunk after one sip, and it was Ayan who carried you back."
Wen Jiaojiao said blankly: "Ah? Is there still such a thing?"
Once she drinks, she will almost forget everything that happened that day, let alone the memory of ten years old.
But at this moment, a picture of a little girl dragging an even smaller boy running outside the hall flashed through her mind.
That was ten-year-old Wen Ruyue.
In fact, Wen Ruyue is a bit rebellious at heart. Usually Aniang and the others don't let her drink. The more they don't let her do anything, the more curious she becomes.
So at the palace banquet, smelling the alluring aroma of wine, she secretly took a bottle and slipped out, fearing that she would be caught, so she took Zhao Yan out.
"Come on, Ayan, you drink too."
Xiao Ruyue took a sip of wine, then poured the wine bottle directly into Zhao Yan's mouth.
Just for a moment, she was swaying from the alcohol and fell to the ground in the snow.
Zhao Yan looked at Wen Ruyue who was drunk, but at the age of eight, he was afraid that Wen Ruyue would be scolded, even though he knew that in the queen's heart, this little aunt was much more important than him.
He still didn't tell anyone else, but carried her on his back and walked to his east palace.
At the palace banquet, Wen Ruyue and the prince disappeared at the same time, which made everyone anxious. Later, they found that Zhao Yan had carried Wen Jiaojiao all the way back to the East Palace, and the two drunk children were sleeping on the same couch and were unconscious.
When he woke up, the prince was scolded by Xiao Qingyu. Although Wen Ruyue had a domineering and savage temperament, she was very protective of her family.
She forgot about her drinking secretly, but she still defended Zhao Yan.
"It was Jiao Jiao who asked A Yan to hide Jiao Jiao."
"Ayan is younger than Jiaojiao, sister, you can't scold him."
Xiao Qingyu thought about the past and sighed: "It was snowing heavily that night and the road was far away and dark. I don't know how Ayan carried you back to the East Palace. He was only eight years old."
Wen Jiaojiao was a little shocked when he heard this, "Can Ayan really touch me on his back?"
Xiao Qingyu smiled and said: "Although you are more than two years older than Ayan, you have always been smaller than Ayan."
Wen Jiaojiao sighed and buried her face in Xiao Qingyu's arms. She did not inherit the Xiao family's height gene. This was too unscientific.
She just hopes that she will grow longer in the next two years.