Song Shuwan raised her eyebrows slightly and scanned the woman in front of her with a scrutinizing gaze: "Tatar?"
The woman was dressed in a simple short dress, but with some luxurious embroidery. Her whole body had a cold temperament, like an unsheathed knife, with its sharp edge clearly visible.
Hearing Song Shuwan's inquiry, she raised her eyebrows: "There are some people with sharp eyes in Zhou Dynasty. Yes, I am the third princess of Tatar. I came here today to meet you."
Song Shuwan's eyes flashed slightly, and she understood what she meant almost instantly. The third princess came for Pei Huan, but she didn't know whether it was a provocation or something else.
"I've met the third princess."
She bowed, greeted Ding Cun, and then led the third princess to the teahouse.
There was a storyteller on the first floor. Song Shuwan ordered a pot of tea and a few snacks: "I wonder why the third princess wants to see me?"
The third princess held her cheek with one hand, and a pair of clear eyes fell on Song Shuwan: "I heard that the God of War of the Great Zhou Dynasty married a bride, and I was very curious. When I see you today, there is nothing special about her."
Song Shuwan smiled slightly: "You are just an ordinary person, how come you are so special?"
Just as he was talking, the waiter from the teahouse came over and said, "The tea and snacks you ordered have arrived."
The third princess lowered her eyes and said, "I don't like these things. The sons and daughters of Tatar all drink strong liquor. Do you dare to drink it?"
Song Shuwan was silent. Do you want to drink?
"I dare to drink, but I'm too weak to drink, so I can't drink much."
The third princess raised her lips, called the boy, and threw a piece of silver over: "Go and buy the strongest wine in the capital. I want to drink with the wife of the God of War of Great Zhou!"
There was silence in the teahouse for a moment. Many people looked up and were a little shocked when they looked at the two people on the second floor. One was the princess and the other was Princess Pei?
"I know the girl in the bundt. She is the Tartar princess."
Someone recognized the third princess and immediately whispered something.
The people around them frowned when they saw this. The Zhou Dynasty and the Tatars had been fighting for many years, and it was only the emergence of the Zhou War God Pei Huan a few years ago that suppressed the Tatars' arrogance.
Unexpectedly, on the Queen Mother's birthday, Tatars also came and wanted to drink with Princess Pei.
"My lord, Princess Pei is from the Zhou Dynasty and a housewife. Can she drink better than the Tatar princess?"
Half an hour later, Song Shuwan told the crowd the facts. Not only could she drink, but she could also compete with the Tatar princess.
After the last jar of wine was finished, the third princess wiped her mouth and said, "You are a really nice girl. I drank to my heart's content. However, the Japanese princess has to enter the palace today, so we can only stop here and drink another day."
As she said that, she climbed directly onto the railing on the second floor and jumped down.
Amid the exclamations, the third princess strode away with her people.
Song Shuwan smiled slightly, called the waiter to pay the money, and then walked out of the teahouse step by step. Almost at the same time, the silence in the teahouse was replaced by noise.
At this moment, a carriage stopped beside Song Shuwan. She raised her head slightly and saw Pei Huan's face exposed by the window.
"Your Majesty, how come you have time to come to Zhuque Street today?"
Pei Huan couldn't see Song Shuwan, but he heard something was wrong from his voice: "Your voice has changed. What did the Tartar princess say to you just now?"
Song Shuwan's eyes were a little confused: "Tatar princess? Are you talking about the third princess? I drank some wine with her."
To be so sluggish, could he be drunk?
Pei Huan frowned: "How much wine did you drink?"
Song Shuwan said nothing and didn't even move at the same place.
Seeing this, Pei Huan immediately asked An Yi to lead the people into the carriage: "Comparing your drinking capacity with the Tatars? You are rare."
Song Shuwan slightly pulled the corners of her lips, and then fell down without saying a word.
Pei Huan was stunned, feeling the weight on his legs. His frowned brows became even tighter. He wanted to push the person away, but stopped when his hand touched his hair.
"Don't disturb me, let me have a good sleep."
Song Shuwan muttered, rubbed his legs a few times, closed her eyes and fell asleep quickly.
In this way, Pei Huan could only take back his hand and sighed helplessly. When he received the news that the third princess was looking for Song Shuwan, he rushed over immediately. Unexpectedly, he saw a drunk person.
Song Shuwan's words and deeds were truly beyond his expectations.
The carriage gradually became silent, and the small environment made the atmosphere inside gradually become a little more unspeakably anxious. Pei Huan closed his eyes and tried to call someone several times, but in the end he remained silent.
I don't know how long it took, but a reminder from the driver outside came into the carriage: "The Crown Prince, Crown Princess, have arrived at the Marquis' Mansion."
Pei Huan hummed: "An Yi, help the imperial concubine enter the house."
An Yi carefully helped the person up, but as soon as he landed, a hand pushed him away.
Song Shuwan opened her eyes. Her eyes were very clear. Just like before, there was no hint of intoxication: "Why are you helping me? Get out of the way!"
An Yi was a little stunned: "Prince, Crown Princess, isn't she drunk?"
Pei Huan turned his head slightly and asked, "What did she do?"
"The Crown Princess entered the door with steady steps."
Is it?
Pei Huan didn't say much and asked An Yi to push the wheelchair to follow.
At this moment, a group of people came forward, and the child's scream came: "You are all trash, you can't even catch a puppy, get out of here, I'm going to kill you! Kill you!"
A sharp sound passed by, and everyone who heard it couldn't help but frown.
Song Shuwan refused to leave. She walked towards Pei Ji who was screaming with a clear goal, reached out and pinched his mouth.
Pei Ji opened his eyes wide: "You, uh uh uh..."
Song Shuwan bent down and her hair fell from her shoulders. She pinched Pei Ji's mouth with one hand and put the other hand against her lips: "Shh, don't make any noise. You are too noisy."
Behind him, Pei Huan listened to the movement in front of him and felt speechless. He once again confirmed that Song Shuwan was drunk.
"Song Shuwan."
The sudden voice made Song Shuwan turn around. She let go and asked doubtfully: "You called me, is there something wrong?"
Pei Huan said calmly: "It's time for you to go back and rest."
"Um, rest?"
Song Shuwan nodded: "I'm going to rest right now."
However, half an hour later, Pei Huan felt the weight on his body, and his already empty eyes became even more empty. Song Shuwan became even drunker after drinking the hangover soup. She wanted to drag him to sleep in broad daylight, and she would torment him without him accompanying her.
Really...
"absurd!"
Pei Huan whispered something, but the hand he raised high fell without any strength.
I don't know when the wind started blowing outside, and the sky gradually darkened amidst the whistling sound. Within a moment, the sound of pattering rain came into the house, and it was raining outside.
Listening to the sound of rain, Pei Huan fell asleep unconsciously. In a daze, a loud "bang" sound came, and then the door was kicked open, and wind and rain blew into the house.
