Abandoned Concubine

Chapter 405 The blood rushed to the top of the head in an instant

Chapter 405 The blood rushed to the top of the head in an instant

"Old master, the prince is here." Cui Wen rushed in to report.

The old man sat up straight immediately, and stared at the door happily.

His love for Dongfang Hao is very sincere, surpassing Murong Ting, the grandson of the Murong family.

When he heard the news of Murong Yuduan's death back then, he ran straight to the palace without a single blow and begged him out from Dongfang Guiyi with tears and snot in his nose.

During the year he was raised outside, he was not idle.

In order to create a relatively safe environment for Dongfang Hao, he threw money into the palace vigorously.

Palace maids, eunuchs, nanny, whoever can get online, he will pay, and it is still a monthly system.As long as Dongfang Hao is safe, he can receive money from the Murong Mansion.

There will be great rewards for those who have made great achievements.

It really works.

Relying on the people he raised, Dongfang Hao avoided the black hands in the palace time and time again.

Thinking about it is a bitter tear.

Now he's finally grown up, and he's a promising man, and he's going to be emperor soon.

The old man's eyes were moist, and he silently watched the prince's grandson, who was as tall as a star like a star, walking towards him slowly with handsome and dignified steps.

"Grandpa, I wish you blessings like the East China Sea and a longer life than Nanshan." His eyes were warm and his voice was calm and powerful.

"Okay." The old man was tearful, wiped his eyes, patted his hand, and gave him a red envelope as usual.

Dongfang Hao was also moved, and the corners of his lips were tightly pursed.

it is more than words.

The banquet started, the old man sat in the main seat, the sons and grandsons sat on one side, and the grandson and grandson-in-law sat on the other half.

The next emperor, the prime minister, and the head of the internal guards of the Ministry of War, this kind of staffing is beyond the imagination of the previous head of the Murong family.

The old man was full of ambition and asked someone to bring a 30-year-old wine cellar.

"Happy today, everyone drink more."

Dongfang Jun is a master of wine, he knows all the fine wines in the world.As soon as the wine was in the mouth, the eyebrows were raised, "Good wine, pure and transparent, mellow and fragrant."

"This wine has a lot of stamina, and 'Minhu Qu' is not as good as it." Murong Yunhao reminded them.

"Minghuqu" is a famous liquor in Dayu, and it has enough stamina to turn a donkey drunk.

"Really? Try it." Dongfang Jun was skeptical.

Fill the glass with fine wine and speak lightly.

Dongfang Jun stirs up the atmosphere at every banquet, and this time is no exception, "I wish the old man prosperity and well-being, and everything goes well. Let's have a toast."

"I wish the old man good luck and a happy long-term companion."

"Lvqi thousand-year-old tree, walking on the staff in spring and autumn forever."

"The pine age is long, and the peach holding the sun is three thousand years old."

……

Say a word, have a toast.

The old man was in a good mood and drank a lot, but he was too old to drink, so he left the table early.

As soon as he left, Murong Yunhao also stroked his forehead, excused himself to be drunk, and left the table.In fact, the banquet is left to the young people.

In this way, the rest of the people became more drunk.

You say something to me, and when it comes to excitement, it's a toast.

The wine fairy Dongfang Jun was leisurely, not daring to drink too much.There was no other way, with Murong Qingxue around, he was afraid that he would make a fool of himself in public, which would cause trouble.

Dongfang Hao was very cooperative, pursed his lips coldly, and drank as soon as he spoke.Sometimes I will take the initiative to add a glass, which is completely a posture of not getting drunk.

After a drink, I don't know how much he drank.

Drink until the next day before the banquet is considered a break.

"Brother Huang, you drank a lot today, Brother Huang will send you back?" Dongfang Jun had never seen Dongfang Hao drink like this, and greeted after him.

Dongfang Hao's complexion was slightly green, his eyes sparkled, and he looked at him thoughtfully for a while, "Mind your own business."

These words were too meaningful, Dongfang Jun smacked his lips and thought for a while.

He raised his head again, only to see the graceful figure of the beautiful woman leaning towards Dongfang Hao's side.

Stare blankly for a while.

He lowered his eyes sadly.

Not happy.

Turning around, Murong Xin'er's eyes were direct and powerful, poking him straight... making him shiver suddenly.

……

The carriage was "tattling", the wheels were rolling tightly, and one could be heard following behind, no accident, it should be Murong Qingxue.

Just now she wanted to come over to help Dongfang Hao, but was stared away by his cold eyes.

Very wronged, but unwilling to follow.

She has been dormant for a long time, and she can see clearly.

Dongfang Hao was in a bad mood, and he drank a lot of wine.

Maybe, there is a chance.

The stamina of this wine was really strong, Dongfang Hao only felt his head getting heavier and heavier, and he felt his eye sockets were moist in a daze.

For so many years, only when his concubine passed away, he cried loudly, and then basically forgot what it was like to cry.

Wiping his eyes in disbelief, there were indeed tears.

With a wry smile, that kind and beautiful woman betrayed him.

Rest your head on the wagon board.

Consciousness is getting more and more blurred.

The carriage stopped for a long time, and someone outside respectfully asked him to get off.He ignored it, his whole body seemed to be floating in the clouds, fluttering and sinking, but also false and real.

Leaning over with a soft body, with a faint fragrance, she held him with a delicate hand.

Is it Ah Jiu?

He hesitated, only Ah Jiu dared to get so close to him, and held him again.

Be good, otherwise Ah Jiu will be angry.

……

Entered the main courtyard, got into bed, and grabbed the woman beside him.

"Ah Jiu." He called deeply and hugged her tightly.

In an instant, anger rushed to his forehead.He waved his hand vigorously and shook her off, "Why did you lie to me?"

I feel wronged in my heart, but he can't say it.

Ah Jiu actually lied to him, lied to him.

She wanted to avenge the Chu family, so she united with outsiders to take his Dongfang family's land.

Ah Jiu shook her body, and came again, her voice was soft and melodious, like a yellow warbler's cry, "My lord, calm down."

Dongfang Hao frowned, and pushed her away suddenly, "You are not Ah Jiu."

Although he couldn't see clearly, he knew that Ah Jiu would not be so submissive.She would jump up and beat him angrily, scratching him with her fingernails, regardless of whether he hurt or not.

Because she doesn't like him, she's just using him.

Dongfang Hao was screaming in his heart, his chest seemed to be blocked by a big stone, making him unable to breathe.

The spirit of alcohol came up again, and the consciousness gradually slackened away.

"My lord."

The woman was unyielding, and possessed her body again, her body was light and boneless, exuding a delicate fragrance.

However, he had fallen into a drowsy sleep.

……

The second day, the fourth watch.

"Bang bang bang bang."

Shi Guan devoted himself to his duties and tapped on his clapper.

In the main courtyard, in the bedroom.

Dongfang Hao slowly opened his eyes, his head was hurting, and his eyes were a little erratic.

Pausing for a moment, consciousness slowly came back, he remembered that he drank too much at the old man's birthday banquet last night.

With a wry smile, this time he drank more than last time, he was already drunk, Ah Jiu must be angry.

His eyes turned.

The sky was slightly bright, and the room was still blurry. He could tell that this was the bedroom in the main courtyard.My heart became more open, and it seemed that I was still a little conscious last night, knowing that I couldn't harass Ah Jiu.

It didn't take long for the mark on his neck to recede, and he didn't want to add another one.

Turn over slowly.

His body froze suddenly, and blood rushed to the top of his head instantly.

Why is there a petite figure around her?

And... not Ah Jiu.

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