"I am a teetotaler."
Just now, he refused the gift from the store, and Zhao Cuo solemnly said that he felt it necessary to correct a woman’s bad habit of giving her something to eat two times, but he couldn’t take it as a reward.
"Is that so?"
Empress dowager smiled and smiled.
"Palace, how do you remember that a few days ago, you were drunk with your colleague from the execution department and were taken home by your sister by ear?"
"Thank the Empress for her reward"
Zhao raised her hand and took the cup of osmanthus wine that she had drunk without changing color.
"If you dare to lie to Gong again, you will know what cruelty is."
Poke him on the cheek according to the queen mother’s smile
……
"Zhao Gong and that girl have a drink together. I’m afraid it won’t be long before she marries into Zheng Gong’s house. Isn’t sister Zhao sad?"
Miss Zhao’s center, the famous ladies in Beijing, suddenly provoked this topic.
"Nonsense!"
Zhao Shangxin glared lightly at the little sister who said this.
"It’s my brother who’s wrong. I’m glad he’s married. Why not come? How can I be sad?"
"Yes, yes ~"
The girls burst into laughter.
"I think you are fighting."
Miss Feast raised her hand in shame and anger.
"Stop it. The poetry meeting is coming. Let’s be quiet."
When Miss Zhao heard this, she turned her head and looked at Zhao’s mistake and found that his wine had turned into two cups.
"I said empress"
Zhao wrong canthus twitching looked at his hands each with a glass of wine.
"If you want to drink this wine again, I can give it back to you. I don’t want someone to send another one and then give it to me."
"Have you ever drunk the palace?"
The empress dowager said the double standard words lazily.
Bad woman!’
Master Zhao Xiaogong felt that if he were a fighter, he must have broken through because of boiling blood.
At this time, there was already a brother dressed in Sao Bao who came out in a hubbub and gestured at the four seats smartly, and then read a poem that the queen mother didn’t bother to listen to.
This woman didn’t give a damn about the field, and a few poems with uneven quality rose and fell with the loud palm.
"Go!"
Already a little impatient, according to the queen mother, she lifted her little feet and gently kicked Zhao’s wrong calf.
"good"
Zhao Cuo sighed and looked at the two cups of osmanthus wine in his hand. He needed wine props to recite poetry, but one cup was enough, but he thought that the empress dowager could not be willing to help him with it. He could come out with two wine lamps.
"Puffy!"
Looking at two glasses of wine in hand, Zhao was wrong to notice the look behind him. Many girls realized what it was like to cover their mouths and smile.
"Sister Feast, your little grandfather really pampers that girl."
Miss Zhao’s side is famous, and she has been paying attention to the situation of Zhao’s fault, and the female envy tone said
"Well …"
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