I farmed and built a villa in ancient times

Chapter 264

Shen Yunzhi fell down first and was helped back to the room by Li Jiao and Bin'er, followed by Meng Lan who left.

The drunk Zhiyu lay on the table, still dancing and punching, having a great time, "Ten 55 twenty, ten 55 ten, ten 55 twenty. Hehe, I won, Miss Chen Yu, you... you drink."

Zhou Chenyu couldn't help but smile when he thought of her cheerful look just now, and saw someone suddenly standing next to her.

It's Tang Qingyu.

Compared with everyone else, Tang Qingyu didn't drink much, but she was very drunk. Her cheeks and nose were red, and she walked unsteadily when she walked toward Zhou Chenyu.

Feng Chuli saw her swaying several times and was about to collapse. He walked over quickly, grabbed her arm, and stopped her coldly, "Qingyu, you've drunk too much. I'll have someone take you back to your room to rest."

"No, I didn't drink too much! Brother Feng, I didn't drink too much! I'm awake." Tang Qingyu looked at him with blurred eyes, but she pushed away firmly with her hand, waved it hard, and insisted on walking forward.

Feng Chuli looked at her back and quickly sent Zhiyu away with a look, following her closely.

Zhou Chenyu saw her approaching slowly and stood up: "Miss Qingyu."

Tang Qingyu blinked her eyes sharply, saw Zhou Chenyu clearly, and showed a silly smile, "Miss Chenyu, come here, let me have another drink with you, okay?"

There was a bit of humble pleading in her words. Zhou Chenyu noticed something was wrong and let her take the initiative to fill two wine glasses and handed her one, "Okay, let's have a drink."

Tang Qingyu's eyes were as wide as copper bells, and she looked straight at the wine glass. Her eyes slowly moved upwards and fell on Zhou Chenyu's face. She pursed her lips and smiled. She raised her head and drank the drink. Suddenly, there were two lines of tears. Hanging on his face, he cried tremblingly.

Feng Chuli looked at her hot tears, as if molten scalding her body, and couldn't bear to say: "Qingyu, look, you have finished your wine. Listen to Brother Feng, I will take you back."

"Brother Feng, don't you all say that this wine can relieve sorrow? Why... still... I still can't let it go..."

Still can’t let go?
Zhou Chenyu listened to her crying and felt that the wine in his mouth was a bit bitter. Seeing her crying, he hurriedly searched for the handkerchief. When he was about to hand it to her, Feng Chuli who was guarding her suddenly stepped forward and handed it to her. Tang Qingyu gently held her in her arms, "Qingyu, if you feel sad, just cry."

"I won't cry. I still want to drink. If I don't go back, don't persuade me."

"Okay, as long as you're happy, I'll do whatever you want."

Zhou Chenyu looked at the distressed expression on Feng Chuli's face, which was completely different from the original unpredictable look. Seeing them hugging each other, it seemed as if the truth of everything had surfaced.

Feng Chuli stroked Qingyu's back and looked at her with some impoliteness:
"Miss Chen Yu, I... Qingyu refuses to go back. You must be drunk too. How about I have someone take you back to your room?"

Feng Chuli glanced at the maids around him, but they all went to see off the few people who had left before, and there was no one available.

Zhou Chenyu saw his momentary panic and looked away, "I'm okay, I'm not drunk. The moonlight is just right tonight, I'll go for a walk around and come back later."

Zhou Chenyu smiled at him and prepared to leave that place, just to make room for them.

She groped for a gravel road covered with bright moonlight, passed through the shadows of flowers and rockeries, and walked slowly alone.

Yang Xi, who was rushing back from the government office, happened to see this scene. He stopped in the corridor and muttered: "Why did you run out alone?" After saying this, he was worried and followed immediately.Late at night, with the bright moon in the sky, the moonlight spreads thousands of miles away. Without walking with a lantern, one can clearly see the pavilions, grass, stones and trees in the garden with the naked eye.

Zhou Chenyu walked to an open place and glanced at the disk-like moon on the roof of the house. He felt that his mind was clear, but his steps were frivolous, as if he were stepping on clouds.

Walking straight along the long corridor with lanterns hanging on both sides, she reached a pavilion built by the water. She sat down, leaned on the railing alone, rested her chin on her arms, and stared blankly under the still water. The bright moon shuttles back and forth in the thin clouds.

"Everyone has company, but I am alone, all alone."

Yang Xi heard her murmur and walked over slowly.

The reflected moon seemed to be right in front of her. Zhou Chenyu stretched out her hand curiously, wanting to try the feeling of fishing for the moon in the water. She straightened her arm and touched the water's edge hard, but her hand was too short and she couldn't catch anything.

The water looked quite deep. She pursed her lips, fearing that she would fall into the water. She put her hand under her chin again and looked at the mirror-like calm water surface. A familiar figure appeared next to the moon.

Zhou Chenyu stared straight at the water, and the reflection in the water gradually became clearer.

Her eyes widened slightly, "Yang Xi."

How could he be here?

Didn't he go to the government office to handle official business?

"Did I really drink too much? No, I didn't drink too much."

Zhou Chenyu muttered in a low voice, narrowing his eyes in confusion, and then heard Yang Xi helplessly mutter, "Chen Yu, why did you run out alone?"

After Yang Xi finished speaking, he sat next to her and looked at her with worry, "Isn't it cold?"

"Ah?" Zhou Chenyu looked left and right. It was quiet everywhere, but no one was there. Why did Yang Xi appear here?
"I'm not dreaming, am I? Are you really Yang Xi?" She looked at Yang Xi, stretched out her hand to touch her forehead and cheeks, and muttered in a low voice, "No, I must be thinking about it every day and dreaming about it at night, so you are I'll be here. I must have had too much, too much."

Yang Xi looked at her confused look, a smile appeared on his lips, he took her hand and coaxed her as if comforting a child: "Chen Yu, it's me, you're not dreaming."

Ok?
Zhou Chenyu snorted, and the heat in Yang Xi's palm was hot and real.

Zhou Chenyu felt somewhat convinced. Looking at the face so close in front of him, he couldn't help but break free from his hands, stretched out towards Yang Xi's face, gently held it, and sometimes pinched it. The real touch was transmitted to the palm of his hand. It really couldn't be truer.

She smiled, the moonlight embedded in her eyes, "Yang Xi, why are you here?"

Yang Xi looked at her face, with a smile in his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "After finishing my business, I came over. I happened to see you walking out alone. I was worried, so I followed you secretly." After saying that, he saw that there was no one here, and she was alone here, and frowned, "You are so drunk, how can they trust you to leave alone? This is too careless."

"Who said I'm drunk?" Zhou Chenyu leaned lazily on the railing, counting his fingers in a daze, and said with a sweet smile: "Yang Xi, I'm not drunk. I only drank seven drinks. Wine, Shen Yunzhi and the others drank a few bottles, and they were all knocked down by me."

(End of this chapter)