Dingbei Hou's doctor brother

Chapter 220 Drunk

In the Dingbei Marquis's mansion, the guests had already left, and servants were still coming in and out to tidy up the tables and chairs.

The bridal chamber was filled with joy. Xining was sitting on the bed with a red veil covering her head, while Suxin was dozing off at the table with her head propped up. Xining called her a few times, and Suxin suddenly woke up from her dream and walked to the bedside to ask.

"What happened to the princess?"

Xining pinched her fingers and said, "If you go to invite the Marquis again, I won't even take off my veil."

Su Xin reacted as if she had just woken up and complained, "My Lord, what's wrong with you? It's already so late, and you're still drinking?"

Xining was irritable at the moment and didn't want to hear her complain, so he urged her, "Go quickly."

In the central hall, the wine tables were in disarray. The servants were busy cleaning up the two sides and didn't dare to touch the table in the middle. Wen Zhong walked in and saw this and said something to them.

"Why haven't you finished cleaning up at this hour?"

The servant took the tablecloth and glanced at the middle wine table, "The master is still there."

Wen Zhong glanced sideways and saw a pile of overturned wine jugs on the table. Xiao Yan was lying on the table with his eyes closed. He sighed, walked over and patted him gently.

"My Lord, wake up. Don't sleep any more. It's time to go back to your room, my Lord?"

After calling for a while, Xiao Yan finally moved. His face was flushed, and he woke up drowsily, his eyelids about to close as he asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's already three quarters past midnight." Wen Zhong bowed and said softly, "My Lord, it's time for you to return to your room. Madam has not yet taken off her red veil."

Xiao Yan was silent at first, but when he heard the word "Madam", he was inexplicably awakened for a moment.

He felt so strange and a little bit unbelievable. He had lived an ordinary life for so many years. Even though he often went to war and fought and shed blood, he didn't feel anything strange or bad.

How come a Madam suddenly appeared out of nowhere today? No matter how he listened to it or thought about it, it didn't sound like the name he should have now.

"What Madam? Where did I get the name Madam?"

As Xiao Yan spoke, his thoughts were still hazy, and for a few moments he even felt like he had a moment of amnesia. He didn't even know who he was or why he was sitting here.

In his drowsiness, he grasped at that ray of clear consciousness and tried hard to think and think again, but the more he searched subjectively, the more confused he became.

The drunkenness was causing pain in his head. Finally, he simply gave up and accepted the reality of his body sitting there. He slumped back on the table in a drowsy state.

Seeing him like this, Wen Zhong was anxious and worried, and tried to persuade him earnestly.

"My Lord, you are getting married today. You can no longer do whatever you want as before. You must consider your wife's face and feelings in everything you say and do. You kowtowed before your parents last night. Even if you don't look at the princess, you still have to consider the face of Prince Jin."

"I know that you, Lord Marquis, don't like to hear these words, but I still have to say this. The marriage is already finalized, and no matter the joys and sorrows of the future, we must live our lives. Lord Marquis is still young, and the years ahead are long. You can't just live in depression forever, right?"

"After the marriage, both families will surely be looking forward to having children soon. If you continue like this, how will you explain it to the two elders in the future?"

Wen Zhong stood aside and chattered a lot. Xiao Yan was a little annoyed by his noise, so he put his hand on his shoulder and squeezed it hard.

"I know everything Uncle Wen said... so you don't need to say anything more. Just pack up... and I'll go to Chongcuixuan."

Wen Zhong felt pain in his shoulder. He pushed his hand away and was about to speak when he saw Su Xin walking towards him angrily.

"My Lord, Madam asks you to return to your room."

Xiao Yan leaned his arm on the edge of the table and said with his head down, "I'm drunk. Let your princess rest by herself and don't come again."

Wen Zhong felt embarrassed, Su Xin clutched her dress tightly with her fingertips and asked again while suppressing her anger.

"My Lord, today is a wedding, not a birthday party. The bride is still in the room waiting for you to lift the veil. Even if you don't want to rest in the room anymore, you still have to lift the veil."

As she spoke, she winked at Wen Zhong, who immediately said, "Yes, Lord, the veil must be lifted. Are you going to let the princess sit there stiffly all night? That's not appropriate. Get up quickly, I'll help you."

This time, Xiao Yan did not refute, but stood up unsteadily. Su Xin was secretly delighted, and she and Wen Zhong hurriedly supported him and went out to the main courtyard.

Just as the three of them were leaving the main hall, a servant hurried in from the courtyard and said, "Master, Master Lu is here. This is..."

Before the servant could finish his words, Wen Zhong snatched the visiting card from his hand and glared at him. The servant was stunned and withdrew his doubts, shut up and left.

Wen Zhong supported the man and prepared to continue walking. Before he could move, he heard Xiao Yan say in a deep voice, "Give it to me."

Wen Zhong heard that the tone was completely different from before, and the Marquis was angry, so he quickly handed over the visiting card.

Xiao Yan took it, shook off the two men and went outside. He seemed to be half sober. Before he stepped out of the second door, the servant called him.

"Master, don't go. Xiaoliu gave me the gift and left."

Xiao Yan grabbed him and asked, "When did you leave?"

The servant was startled, "Just now."

"Where's the gift? Give it to me." Xiao Yan said.

The servant had been in a hurry to deliver the visiting card, so he placed the gift in the duty room before putting it into storage. As soon as he picked up the scroll, Xiao Yan grabbed it and ran outside.

"Hey..." the servant shouted, then turned his head in surprise and looked at a large brocade box on the table. He muttered to himself, "There's another one here."

The street was dim and deserted, except for a small carriage that had just disappeared into the shadows in the distance.

Xiao Yanchong ran over. Xiao Liu was shocked when he saw him. Just as he was about to shout, he was stopped by a shushing gesture.

Xiao Liu was surprised and asked quietly, "Why is the master here?"

Xiao Yan glanced at the carriage and whispered back, "Why are you here so late? You have to go to the government office tomorrow."

"The young master made the gift himself, which delayed us," Xiao Liu said. "He said he wanted to deliver it personally to avoid being impolite, and I couldn't persuade him."

Xiao Yan was annoyed and glanced at the scroll in his hand. "Did he make this himself?"

Xiao Liu hummed, "The young master was worried that the gift was too shabby. He said it couldn't compare to the precious gift given by the master, and it would be disrespectful to the marquis if others saw it. So he finally brought something else along."

Xiao Yan felt even more annoyed after hearing this. Seeing that the carriage was silent, he thought of Lu Ziqing's uncomfortable look when they met during the day, and asked, "Is he okay?"

Xiao Liu hesitated for a moment, remembering Lu Ziqing's instructions not to say anything nonsense, "Fortunately, he should be asleep again by now."

Xiao Yan frowned, "What do you mean you fell asleep again?"

"Uh..." Xiao Liu felt like he had said the wrong thing, "I just came back in the afternoon and slept until midnight, and now..."

"Has it been like this these days?" Xiao Yan asked.

"I felt a little better the day before yesterday," Xiao Liu confessed honestly. "I didn't eat last night, and I slept more today. The young master said it was because I was tired from running around in and out of the palace and seeing patients."

Xiao Yan pinched the scroll, a little angry, "I haven't been here for a while, and this is how you take care of the young master? Why didn't you tell me?"

"I..." Xiao Liu blamed himself for not completing the task assigned by the master, and felt wronged. "The master is busy with military affairs and also preparing for the wedding, so..."

"Okay, let's drive to Chongbeifang." Xiao Yan said as he was about to get on the carriage.

Xiaoliu stopped him, "Master, you can't go. Today is..."

"Why so much nonsense?" Xiao Yan stared at him.