What should I do if I have broken my sleeve because of too much mourning?

Chapter 8

Seeing that He Xuan agreed, the young man immediately showed a look of joy.Because of his good appearance, he looks lively and cute.

If he didn't know what was going on at this table, He Xuan would have been overwhelmed by the officialdom long ago.He is not very old, but he generally knows these things. He glanced at Wei Sang from the corner of his eye and saw that this man was still stuffing food into his mouth stupidly, without any sense of crisis. blessing.

Wei Sang didn't know that He Xuan had thought so much. He only knew that after the game started, he probably wouldn't have a chance to eat.

"Since playing Feihua Ling is not as difficult as it is, everyone has read the book, it is too simple and boring, and they are not those low-class people who can't even read the words." It was another boy who said this, also Zhao Hui. His cousin, named Zhao Xu, has a temperament similar to Zhao Ming, and today he is also wearing a moon-white outer shirt, probably feeling uncomfortable, and his words are full of sarcasm.

When He Xuan heard this, he couldn't help frowning. The two of them were fighting for the limelight, and they didn't even realize that they had offended those who wanted to curry favor.

"That's right." At first, the young man agreed, but he was robbed of the limelight, and his expression turned ugly.

"It happens that there are seven people in our table except my cousin and uncles and aunts, so we will use the Chinese characters to deal with people. The Chinese characters are in the second place, and the second person will answer the poem. If it cannot be connected, or the corresponding poem is I will be punished with alcohol!"

He Xuan didn't break it because of Zhao Hui's face. He didn't want the two families to be too ugly. As for this game, he wasn't very interested in it, so he didn't make a sound.Those young masters will definitely do their best to express themselves, he just needs to stand aside and watch the changes.

I just don't know what to do with Wei Sang.

The people at the table were arranged in order, with He Xuan sixth and Wei Sang seventh.

The boy was the first.

"Listen well, the first sentence is the wind blows willows and flowers fill the store with fragrance."

It should be Zhao Xu, that person is usually good in the private school, with a sneering smile on the corner of his mouth, he replied without much hesitation: "Spring City is full of flowers."

Immediately there were two more applause at the Eight Immortals table, and it was suddenly quiet again.

Wei Sang still secretly counted several times in his heart, and finally found that it was really him, he couldn't help sighing in his heart.I thought that he could escape a catastrophe by facing the poems like this, but I didn't expect that he would be the second to take the poems.

All eyes at the table were on him, waiting to see his joke.

Being watched with such malicious intent, Wei Sang could only feel the heat rising up, and he didn't need to look to know that his face would be flushed.

"I... I don't know."

I don't know who heard the "tss".

"Sang Sang..." Before He Xuan could speak, he saw Wei Sauna pick up the wine glass and pour it into his mouth in one gulp, his eyes were reddened by the heat.

"Mr. Wei is a good drinker. Fill it up!" The young man was very proud, and he emphasized the word "Mr. Gongzi" in his tone.He was both showing off and embarrassing Wei Sang, feeling really uncomfortable.With rich children like them who are well-educated and well-educated, who would value a servant?

"Wei Sang!" He Xuan roared in a low voice, the two of them could only hear it when they were close, and others couldn't hear it.

"Thank you for your concern... I'm fine." Wei Sang filled the wine slowly.

His eyes were red, his cheeks were red, and his eyes were resentful, fragile as if they would disappear suddenly when touched.

Is it because of... Du Yurou?He Xuan felt pain in his heart, a blunt pain, not only because of Wei Sang, but also because of Wei Sang, and he didn't know what to do.

The Fei Hua Order continued, starting from the young man again.

Wei Sang also understood at this moment that these people should be targeting him for something, otherwise it would not be his turn for almost everyone to finish speaking.

The wine was poured down one glass after another, and Wei Sang didn't know how many glasses he drank. He had never touched alcohol before, and he was so light that he could hardly sit still.

Seeing that they were being bullied enough, those young men began to target He Xuan. Several people competed to show off their poems and essays, one after another, no one was willing to admit defeat.

It's just a flying flower order, no matter how literary and congratulatory it is, it may not be appreciated.What's more, now that He Xuan's heart is on Wei Sang, seeing this man dazed and dizzy, he feels angry and hurt, but he still pulls him over to let him lean into his arms.

Zhao Xu was the first to realize that they were intriguing here, but Mr. He grabbed the servant again.He was naturally unhappy, obviously they were all children from rich families, talented, knowledgeable, and good-looking, so why did Mr. He like a scumbag.

"Since Mr. Wei is too strong to drink, Mr. He might as well ask his servants to take him down to rest, so as not to disturb you." Zhao Xu also knew that Mr. He still liked this bitch, so he was more tactful and asked his servants to take him down to rest. .Now that the slut is gone, Mr. He may be able to give them some thought.

"No need." He Xuan's face darkened, "Since Sang Sang couldn't handle the alcohol, I took him back. I think your cousin Zhao Hui and Zhao Jia should understand what's going on."

After speaking, He Xuan stood up, bent over to grab Wei Sang, and hugged Wei Sang directly.

"The banquet is not over yet, why is Mr. He leaving? There are so many guest rooms in Zhao's house, are you still afraid that we will not take good care of you?" The young man was a little anxious when he saw that He Xuan was about to leave, and his words were not very pleasant, so he just wanted to stop him .If Zhao Hui and Zhao Jia's two cousins ​​found out, they still don't know how to punish him.

This time He Xuan didn't even want to pay any attention to him, he just hugged Wei Sang and left, leaving those teenagers looking at each other in dismay, not knowing what to do, his parents asked them to win over He Xuan, now that everyone has left, this time But what to do.

Ignoring the persuasion behind him, He Xuan walked away slowly holding Wei Sang in his arms. The wedding banquet had just begun, and most people hadn't noticed the abnormality here. Although those nearby had discovered it, they wouldn't say anything due to He Xuan's status. .

Even Wei Sang was unexpectedly obedient, just now he was as stubborn as a little donkey, and after a while, he lay obediently in his arms, with his arms tightly around his neck, not at all. Dare to let go.

Passing by the flowers in the front yard, the two of them were quarreling together, He Xuan pretended to cough, signaling that he had left, and what happened to Zhao Ming had nothing to do with him.

As soon as the front hand put Wei Sang into the carriage, the back hand Wei Sang grabbed He Xuan's sleeve.He lay curled up in the car, but insisted on raising his head slightly, looking furtively at He Xuan, his eyes were moist without blinking.

"What?" He Xuan had no choice but to let Wei Sang clumsily climb onto the carriage, pulling his sleeves.

The driver of the car turned a blind eye to all this, and drove without looking sideways, as if he hadn't seen anything.

"I remembered!" Wei Sang threw himself on He Xuan while He Xuan was still sitting still, and pressed the man under him with a smile. Following his movements, the carriage made a loud noise and shook. .

The muscles on the coachman's face also trembled.

Even He Xuan's heart trembled.

Being pressed down by Wei Sang, he directly hit the floor of the carriage. Fortunately, he didn't hit anything and it didn't hurt too much.

But it doesn't matter if it hurts or not.

"What do you remember?"

"Hmm... Take the next flower... Hua Cong looks back lazily, Ban Yuan cultivates Dao... Ban Yuan Jun." Wei Sang happily jumped up and down to rub against the person under him like a small fish in the water, probably tired again, and his whole body was lying on the ground. Don't move on the chest of the person below you.

"I just don't know who told me."

He Xuan's heart lifted up, and then fell back with a whoosh.

"I can also write poems." Wei Sang snorted, but he had no momentum, and He Xuan's heart melted at the sight. "If I'm not drunk, don't worry about me."

He Xuan was so angry that he could only laugh out loud.

This little fool also said that he was not drunk.

"Leave me alone!" The little fool became angry again for some reason, "I can also write poems, I can also...I...no...it's not...poetry...I can't..."

While angry, she struggled to get up, but she felt dizzy, got up twice and fell back again, making He Xuan almost want to vomit blood.

When they finally arrived at He's mansion, He Xuan heaved a sigh of relief, and it took a lot of effort to hug Wei Sang, who was flopping around, out of the car.After struggling for so long, probably because he was tired, he slumped onto He Xuan's body softly, rubbing his head against He Xuan's neck, refusing to leave no matter what.

Helpless, He Xuan picked up the drunken little fool in front of him again.

The little fool cooperated very much, and wrapped his arms around his neck, lying comfortably on his chest.

But the next moment, He Xuan's heart sank again.

"Rou'er..."

The name Wei Sang chanted when he was drunk was Du Yurou.

Why do you drink in a fit of anger?It was for Du Yurou.

Why have you been depressed before?It was because of Du Yurou.

Why...Du Yurou is already married, yet you still miss her?

"Your Excellency... Young Master, he..." Zhuqiu Qingdong rushed over after hearing the sound, fearing that the master would need to be served when he came back, so they waited for a while before resting. It happened that He Xuan came back early today, so they ran into each other.

Seeing that the adult's face was not good, the two looked at each other, so they had no choice but to bite the bullet and speak.

"...Go and boil some water." When He Xuan said this, he hesitated for a while, and then said firmly: "Stay in the back of the room, bring some...balm."