Feng Wu was not worried about her husband, but she was worried about Dongfang Zhi: "Daddy, why should you drink before your injury heals?"
Dongfang Zhi frowned and looked a little displeased: "With a miracle doctor like you, isn't everything better? What's the matter with just drinking a little wine? I think you just favor this pretty boy, huh."
"Suihe, let your father drink it, how can you gain experience if you don't learn a lesson?" Lin Ling saw it openly, drinking it would not kill anyone anyway.
Feng Wu looked at his mother, she was so mighty and powerful.
At the end of the drink, Dongfang Zhi's thoughts were not completed, because he had already fallen down after drinking, while Yayin's face was expressionless. Except for the darkening of his eyes, there was nothing unusual about it.
"Drink, drink, drink, don't take this porcelain job without a diamond." Lin Ling said she was disgusted, but she still helped the person up.
Looking at Feng Wu: "Sui He, I'm going to help your father back to the room first. You can keep an eye on your son-in-law. If you need anything, just call him."
Feng Wu nodded and gently supported Ya Yin. She originally thought that her mother would feel restrained when she came here, but now it seems that she can treat herself as the hostess here, and she is relieved.
"Husband, are you okay?" Feng Wu didn't know Crow Yin's drinking capacity, because he was a patient who didn't drink often.
But looking at it like this, his husband is still a hidden master.
Yayin put half of his strength on Feng Wu, and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Suihe, my wife is a nice name, and she is a perfect match for Yayin."
"It's already this time, and you're still thinking about this." Feng Wu threw the person directly on the bed, and he was sweating after walking for a short distance.
But before he could straighten up, he was suddenly taken down: "Eh."
Crow Yin's head was arched randomly on Feng Wu's neck, and he would take a bite from time to time: "Madam, do you approve of me as you said?"
Feng Wu laughed out loud and touched his messy hair: "Looking at your seriousness, I thought you weren't afraid, but it turns out you are too."
"Yeah." Yayin's dull voice came from Feng Wu's collarbone, and then he raised his hand, and Feng Wu's belt was suddenly pulled open and hung on his hand.
When Feng Wu felt a chill, he was already pressed tightly on the bed: "Madam, a spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold. This is my lady's boudoir. Don't miss this opportunity."
After saying that, the curtains on both sides were lowered, and charming voices came out intermittently.
"Hao'er, what are you still hesitating about now? You regard them as brothers, do they regard you as brother?" At this moment, in the palace of the East Palace, there was a trace of hatred on Song Yu's gorgeous face.
Looking at Feng Chuhao who was silent on the side, she wondered how could Song Yu, a person so ambitious, give birth to such a weak son.
"Mother, my second brother is very good to me." Feng Chuhao was silent for a while before holding back these few words.
"Guizi, you want to make me mad, don't you?" Song Yu directly swept down the tea cup beside him, and the smashed pieces flew up, directly cutting the corner of Feng Chuhao's clothes.
Song Yu pointed directly at his nose: "Good for you, where can the brotherhood come from in the palace? That's because you don't pose a threat to him now, otherwise the prince's fate will be yours."
Song Yu yelled at Feng Chuhao angrily before sitting down and smoothing his chest: "If you don't fight, then our Song family will only be the next target of Feng Chuyi.
Hao'er, you know people but don't know their hearts. Your grandfather's current existence has posed a threat to him. When he ascends to the position of prince, our family will be slaughtered.