Song Chengxuan's behavior also made Xu Qinghuan understand that he didn't like to be approached, let alone being served at this moment.
To Song Chengxuan, it must be extremely humiliating to be a guest in someone else's house and be so drunk that he can't walk.
The majestic Marquis of Song in his previous life was always calm and self-possessed and never showed such an attitude in front of others.
When Xu Qinghuan thought of this, he lowered his head and waited for Song Chengxuan to recover slowly.
After not hearing any sound for a long time, Xu Qinghuan slowly raised his head again.
His usual deep eyes were a little more blurry, as if he took a deep breath to make his breath evener, and then walked forward.
Going very well.
One step, two steps, Xu Qinghuan counted. Everything is difficult at the beginning, but maybe it will be fine if things go smoothly.
There was a thud.
Song Chengxuan kicked over a wine jar.
The wine jar rolled around in the yard. Song Chengxuan didn't seem to notice it and raised his foot to step on the wine jar.
Xu Qinghuan's eyes widened, and he wanted to speak to remind him, but it was too late. He stepped hard and fast, accurately stepping on the jar, and his center of gravity slipped out along with the jar.
Xu Qinghuan couldn't bear to look and wanted to cover her eyes immediately, but what was more important now was to help Song Chengxuan. She couldn't watch Mr. Song fall to pieces in her yard and wonder how they would meet again in the future.
Xu Qinghuan stretched out his hand to pull Song Chengxuan's arm, and Meng Lingyun also stepped forward quickly. Unfortunately, the two of them were not strong enough. Meng Lingyun was thrown aside, and Xu Qinghuan was also staggered, and rushed into Song Chengxuan's arms.
Fortunately, Song Chengxuan's boxing and kicking skills were good enough. Even when he was drunk, his body would instinctively find balance and would not fall there. However, although he managed to hold on to his shaky body, he still hit the table.
Everything happened in an instant. When Xu Qinghuan came to her senses, she first smelled a strong smell of alcohol, and then felt her body hot under her palms, like red-hot coals in winter, burning her as if she was about to die.
It was as if she was roasted.
Xu Qinghuan hurriedly straightened up and broke away from Song Chengxuan's arms. Looking at the mess in front of him, it was obviously an irresponsible decision to let Song Chengxuan leave like this.
Xu Qinghuan ordered: Call a few more people to help Mr. Song to the guest room.
This time Song Chengxuan did not refuse, and finally got him into bed. The other boys were already sweating profusely from exhaustion.
Xu Qinghuan was now sure that Song Chengxuan was completely drunk.
Meng Lingyun took off Song Chengxuan's boots and carefully covered him with a thin quilt.
The cook brought the sobering soup up again, and Meng Lingyun tried to feed it to Song Chengxuan, but she couldn't get even a drop of it in.
The mother in charge said from the side: It seems that we can only wait until Mr. Song is sober.
As soon as the steward mother finished speaking, she heard a knocking sound at the door.
Then the maids persuaded in a low voice: Master, please go and have a rest.
Let me go, Xu Qing'an said loudly, I want to see Brother Hengzhen, Brother Hengzhen, I'm sorry for you, I shouldn't have let you drink so much. If I had known this, I would have drank all that wine for you. Brother Hengzhen, wake up.
Ah, I was wrong, we were all wrong, woo woo woo.
here we go again.
Xu Qinghuan suddenly felt a headache. Some people were drunk and fell asleep, some were drunk and kept talking to others, and some would cry and laugh at the same time. Unfortunately, my brother was the latter.
The brother Hengzhen in my brother's mouth was a brother who went out to play together. One time, a few people went out to drink. The young master fell drunk and did not wake up for several days. He almost died. Every time he got drunk, his brother would definitely
Let’s talk about this matter.
Xu Qing'an stumbled into the house, and then threw himself on the empty cave, still shouting: Brother Hengzhen, Brother Hengzhen.
Xu Qinghuan wished she could stop Xu Qingan's mouth so that she could be cleaner.
The boy took Xu Qing'an to a nearby room. Seeing Xu Qing'an being fed two bowls of hangover soup, Xu Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief.
After struggling for a long time, Xu Qingan finally got tired, lying on the bed like a dead pig, drooling, and letting out bursts of silly laughter from time to time.
It looks like the sun won't rise again until tomorrow.
After Xu Qing'an was settled, Xu Qinghuan went to see Song Chengxuan again. She was now worried that something might happen to Mr. Song like Brother Hengzhen.
Song Chengxuan on the bed looked very different from usual. Although the robe on his body had been wrinkled and the buttons on the collar were unbuttoned, and the whole person looked messy and embarrassed, his outstanding temperament and handsome face were not compromised at all.
She used to often hear people say that a person has picturesque features. Now she can understand the meaning of this when she looks at the man in front of her. Usually, he has an aloofness that repels people from thousands of miles away, making it impossible for people to take a closer look at his appearance. But now
Only then did I realize that his handsomeness was rare in the world, especially when he took off his guard and looked like a gentle and noble young man.
He has thick black eyebrows, a high and straight nose, and moderately thin lips. At this moment, his face is smooth, and the corners of his mouth are even slightly raised, revealing a lazy smile. His eyes are like the bright moon in the sky, glowing with a bright light.
It is so transparent, less unpredictable and a little more confused and tired than usual.
After looking at him for a long time, Xu Qinghuan realized that Song Chengxuan had woken up.
No, it should be said that he was still drunk and just opened his eyes.
Mr. Song, Xu Qinghuan said, do you want to drink water? I have a bowl of hangover soup here.
Song Chengxuan said nothing, his eyes kept lingering on her face.
Maybe he didn't recognize who she was, but she still asked people to find ways to find Yong Ye.
Water. His voice was a little hoarse.
Xu Qinghuan was delighted and immediately brought the hangover soup.
He struggled to sit up, but did not reach out to take the bowl.
Xu Qinghuan thought for a long time before taking a spoonful and bringing it to Song Chengxuan's mouth. If he refused to drink, she would tell others to come.
Something she didn't expect, Song Chengxuan opened her mouth.
The bowl of soup quickly reached the bottom, leaving only the last spoonful. Xu Qinghuan filled the bowl with too much. He had no time to swallow, and a wisp of the liquid dripped down the corner of his mouth.
Xu Qinghuan subconsciously picked up the handkerchief and wiped it.
Song Chengxuan sat motionless and let her do what she wanted. When she was about to move her hand away, his hand silently stretched out and pressed on the back of her hand.
Xu Qinghuan forgot to breathe for a moment.
His fingers tightened slightly, and his eyes became deeper.
Xu Qinghuan's heart was about to jump out of her throat. She wanted to withdraw her hand, but she didn't expect that he held it so tightly. She suddenly remembered what he said in the cabin during the day.
Maybe he is completely awake now.
Mr. Song, Xu Qinghuan asked himself to become calm and composed again. I have thought about what you said during the day. I don’t think we are suitable.
Thank you Mr. Song for helping me again and again. I think some things are not that simple and need to be considered carefully.
When she finally understood, his hand slowly relaxed.
Xu Qinghuan wanted to get up and leave. Just as he stood up, he heard Song Chengxuan say: You are the eldest daughter of Marquis Anyi. I forgot. You have already broken the contract.
