"..." I forced a smile: "Your senior brother and Aunt Qing don't know where he is now."

Nian Shen hurriedly lowered his voice and said, "I know. Aunt Qing, every time my senior brother is beaten, he will go and ask someone sitting alone on the terrace behind the book pavilion. Aunt Qing, can you go and persuade him?"

"Okay, Aunt Qing promises you."

I listened, smiled, touched his chubby face, and then said, "Aunt Qing, go over and advise Senior Brother now, go in and take good care of the teacher, and don't make the teacher angry again, okay?"

"Well, okay!"

When Nian Shen heard what I said, he immediately nodded happily, turned around and ran in.

I saw a group of children surrounding Fu Badai very considerately, and I wasn't too worried about him. I turned around and started to walk towards Wenshu Pavilion. But as soon as I turned around, I saw a little eunuch standing there on the other side. I turned around, hurriedly pretended to be passing by, and walked away as if nothing had happened.

My heart skipped a beat, but I didn’t have time to think too much. I just hurried towards the Wenshu Pavilion with a little doubt.

I don’t know if it was because of my mood, but the weather became more and more dull. I walked downstairs, and when I looked up, I saw the terrace on the second floor of Wenshu Pavilion.

It is said to be a terrace, but in fact it is more like a pavilion. Four red pillars support this medium-sized terrace. There are blue clouds covering the sun, and Chinese jade is stepping on the wind. The view is broad, and it seems to have a sense of knowing the past and observing the present. I heard that It was also the place where young officials used to come here to talk about innovation. However, after Shen Gongye read a book, Wenshu Pavilion gradually fell silent, and here, only the lonely scenery was left. , and the cool wind.

I walked up slowly, and as soon as I got closer, I was faced with a gust of wind carrying the smell of alcohol.

Is he drinking again?

As soon as I looked up, I saw Qinghan sitting by the pillar, with one foot on the armchair and the other leg hanging casually. His posture seemed lazy and unruly; he was holding a wine bottle in one hand and a cup in the other, drinking one cup at a time. Pour and drink by yourself.

I walked over, held one hand on the pillar, and looked at him calmly.

He used to drink too, but he was very self-controlled and never drank too much. Even if so many people came to drink him on his wedding night, he would pretend to be drunk to avoid it. But now, watching him drink one glass after another is like drinking plain water, I just

I feel very flustered.

What happened to him?

I know that people will change. Even Chang Qing said that some people will become unknown to themselves after entering this palace, but I never thought that he would have such a day.

As if he heard my footsteps, the hand he was using to pour the wine trembled, and the wine overflowed over the glass, also getting wet on the slightly swaying hem of my skirt as I walked over.
Chapter completed!