"We'll talk about this later. You go back to your room and rest first." Zhao Fujin pushed his sister towards the door.

Zhao Fujin turned back three times every step, wanting to stay. After leaving the palace, it was really difficult for her to sleep alone.

After finally sending this guy away, Ju Ming opened the door and called for the guard, asked for a pot of wine and a wine warmer, and then asked the guard to go to the room outside to warm himself by the fire.

Light the charcoal and slowly cook the wine.

Ju Ming asked: "You girl, no one educates you in the palace?"

Zhao Fujin said: "His biological mother died of illness early, so Fujin was given to Empress Zheng to raise. In fact, Empress Zheng didn't take care of her very much. It was all the older palace officials who were responsible for her upbringing. She also lacked knowledge in these years. If she offends the Generalissimo,

Please also invite Generalissimo Haihan."

Ju Ming said: "You don't need to call the generalissimo, you can just call him dalang or husband."

"Dalang." Zhao Fujin really couldn't pronounce the word husband. Two months ago, her husband was someone else.

After chatting some more, the wine was already hot.

When Ju Ming brought up the jug, Zhao Fujin finally realized that she shouldn't let her husband pour the wine for her, and quickly stepped forward to help take the jug.

"I'll do it," Ju Ming poured two cups. "Warm yourself up, it's quite cold tonight."

One drink for you and one for me. Zhao Fujin was so drunk that his cheeks gradually turned red and became even more beautiful under the light of the oil lamp.

Ju Ming couldn't help but look at her a few more times and said sincerely: "I heard that Fu Jin is the most beautiful emperor concubine. Now I know that what I said is true."

"Dalang is so complimentary." Zhao Fujin's eyes were blurry as he was drunk. Under the influence of alcohol, he was more relaxed than before.

Ju Ming said: "It's getting late, let's rest first."

"Yes!" Zhao Fujin's face became even redder, he did not dare to look at Ju Ming, and walked towards the bed with his head lowered.

Two-quarters of an hour later, when Ju Ming was traveling in Wushan, the door of his room was suddenly pushed open.

Last night, Ju Ming was holding the wine utensils and used his foot to push the door back, forgetting to bolt the door.

Zhao Fujin was so frightened that he quickly retreated into the quilt, while Zhu Ming reached out to grab the sword placed on the bedside.

In the darkness, Zhao Fujin stood at the door and said angrily: "Generalissimo, my sister was beaten to tears by you. I heard it clearly from the next door. Even if daddy asked us to serve you, you can't bully others like this!"

Ju Ming almost shouted to the guards, but when he learned the whole story, he was speechless for a moment.

Zhao Fujin got his head out of the bed, too embarrassed to see anyone, but he felt funny at the same time, and burst into laughter.

"Children, go back to the house and go to sleep." Ju Ming scolded.

Zhao Fujin closed the door and walked to the bed: "I don't want to. I want to protect my sister and sleep with her."

"ah!"

Zhao Fujin screamed in fright and shouted in panic: "Don't come over, my sister has not been beaten!"

"But there are assassins?"

Zhao Fujin's scream attracted the guards, who hurried to the door.

"Don't come in without assassins!" Ju Ming quickly ordered.

Gu San put his ear close to the door and confirmed again and again: "There is really no assassin?"

Ju Ming was furious: "Back off!"

The guards finally left and the room became quiet.

Zhao Fujin asked weakly in the darkness: "Where did I go wrong again? Sister, if you are bullied, don't hide it. I will write a letter to dad to complain."

"I really didn't get beaten." Zhao Fujin bit his lips to suppress laughter, and tightly held on to the quilt to cover his whole body, for fear that this silly little sister would get into the bed.
Chapter completed!