After Qing Chuan, she became the fourth master's sweetheart

In a blink of an eye, it is Mid-Autumn Festival.

Under the dark night, the night was as cool as water, and a bonfire was lit on the grassland, illuminating the surroundings as bright as day.

The Qing emperor is on the top, the princes, female relatives and ministers are on the left below, and the Mongols are on the right.

Roasted whole lamb and strong wine were placed in front of everyone, exuding a strong fragrance.

Mongolian Gege danced the enthusiastic Mongolian dance with a sweet smile.

It is a rare opportunity to appreciate the Mongolian dance, which is a special taste, even if the dancer is someone she does not like.

When the wine reached thirty, Wu Jingrui was a little dizzy, she was just an insignificant concubine, no one was paying attention, so she got up to relax.

Far away from the bonfire and bustle, the night wind blew and made her dizzy even more. Wu Jingrui sat on the ground with her head supported, her knees hugged, and she looked at the disc-like moon.

At this time, she suddenly felt as if she was in that familiar world, she woke up and laughed at how drunk she was.

She almost forgot that world and those people who were so familiar to her bones.

For so many years, she has given up any hope of going back, trying to make herself forget about those people and things, and make herself become the Wu family of this world as much as possible.

God's will wanted her to come here, but she couldn't twist God's will, so she tried her best to live well.

But she seems to be living a happy life, but is she really happy?

Those rules and regulations, the relationship between superiority and inferiority that cannot be crossed, are just a stone in her heart.

No matter how good her life is, she can't change her fate. She can't help herself, she can only rely on the man next to her pillow.

That's why men are superior to women.

Are you willing?

Not reconciled, so what?Thinking too much is just adding trouble, and it doesn't make any sense.

She appears to be asleep.

Vaguely, it seemed that he had slept for a long time until he felt someone hug him.

The embrace is so warm, blocking the coolness of the night.

Wu Jingrui hugged him tightly, this night's rare thoughts and a little alcohol made her unable to hide her emotions, she was crying while half asleep and half awake.

She didn't know what was said, she just knew that she couldn't hold back her tears, someone wiped her tears, and the warm embrace around her made her feel at ease. M.

The crying slowly stopped.

But she felt the familiar intimate contact, and Wu Jingrui accepted it naturally.

Woke up with a splitting headache.

Siyu heard the movement and came in, "Master, are you awake? The servant is waiting for you to wash up."

Wu Jingrui glanced at the door, the light came in through the gap in the tent, it was already dawn.

"Where's Lord Belle?"

After the words fell, Wu Jingrui paused, she didn't remember that Sibeile had been here, and she didn't remember how she came back.

But he just felt that Si Baylor was there last night.

That familiar feeling...can't fool anyone.

Wu Jingrui patted her forehead, what happened last night?

There is no need to guess, she has a feeling and understands it all at once, but she doesn't take it to heart.

After washing and drinking tea, feeling better, Wu Jingrui walked out of the tent.

The guards of the Qing Dynasty stood in front of each tent, tall and straight like pine trees. From a distance, the bright yellow tents were very conspicuous. In the middle, there were the most guards in yellow jackets.

There seemed to be several ministers in stone blue patched uniforms queuing up outside the tent, waiting to be summoned.

But I saw Elder Brother Thirteen walking over in ordinary clothes.

"Wu Zai Fujin woke up?" The thirteenth elder brother came over with a smile, his smile was sunny and warm, like a big brother next door.

The thirteenth brother is already in his twenties, he has lost his youthful innocence, and has become like a green bamboo, handsome and extraordinary.

Wherever you go, you can attract the attention of a wave of young women.

Wu Jingrui seldom saw the thirteenth brother, because these princes were all busy, busy accompanying them, busy negotiating with the Mongols.

Wu Jingrui asked him, "Why is Lord Thirteen here?"

Brother Thirteen smiled and said: "There is nothing left and right, Fourth Brother is busy at the moment, let me see if you are awake, I heard that Wu Ze Fujin was drunk last night, how did you rest?"

For some reason, Wu Jingrui always felt that there was teasing in his smile, and she couldn't help thinking, if she cared about herself, why did she let Brother Thirteen come over?

Can't you send your followers over if something happens?

Wu Jingrui rarely blushed, and said: "I slept well, Master Lao Shisan is concerned."

Elder Brother Thirteen nodded, "It's windy on the prairie, Wu Ze Fujin should not go too far, pay attention to add clothes, brother four is not here, if you need anything, just ask someone to find Zhang Bao who is beside me."

Wu Jingrui thanked her, so she had nothing to say.

The thirteenth elder brother didn't stay for long, so he left after a few instructions.

Siyu laughed beside him and said, "Master Baylor really cares about you. I just met you last night. I'm letting Lord Thirteen come to see you right now. This is because I miss you."

Wu Jingrui glanced at her, Siyu stopped her mouth immediately, the corner of her mouth was still smiling.

"What did I say when Lord Baylor came yesterday?" Wu Jingrui asked casually.

Siyu lowered her head, "I didn't say anything, you just cried, and Lord Belle coaxed you."

Thinking of that scene, Wu Jingrui couldn't bear to look directly at it.

She couldn't imagine what it would be like to cry when she was drunk. If she was drunk or not, her image would be gone.

"It's ugly crying? Are you drunk?" Wu Jingrui asked directly.

Siyu suppressed a smile and shook her head, "It's not ugly, it's just that you hugged Lord Baylor and kept crying."

What the hell are you crying all the time?

Why is she crying?

Also, is that how you coax her?Are you sure it's not taking advantage of others?

Gergentana came over with her maid, crossed her arms, and looked at her arrogantly, "How about a match?"

Wu Jingrui was stunned, "Compared to what?"

What are they comparable to?What is this Gergentana up to?

Gergentana sneered, "Didn't Si Baylor teach you how to ride a horse? You and I have a horse riding competition, whoever arrives first wins, don't worry, I won't take advantage of you, I will give you three points."

So what?

Knowing that she can't ride a horse, but still making things difficult for others, and saying that she doesn't take advantage of her, it's because she can't ride a horse.

Wu Jingrui refused mercilessly, "I won't compare with you, you are Mongolian Gege, who grew up on horseback since childhood, and I don't know how to ride a horse, so I don't accept your unreasonable request."

Gergentana changed her face, "You look down on me?"

Wu Jingrui smiled, "I don't dare to look down on Mongolian Gege, don't label me, but Mongolian Gege relies on the strong to bully the weak, don't let others laugh."

Gegentana was very angry, "You look down on me just like Sibeile, but I want to beat you and embarrass your Sibeile!"

Uh, what the hell is this?

When did Sibeile look down on her?It's just that he doesn't want to deal with a vexatious woman.

She never looked down on each other.

It's nothing to worry about.

Wu Jingrui's face darkened, "What's the rivalry between Gege and me? Can I make Sibeile look up to you if you win? It's just that the victory is incompetent, and it's Gege who loses your face."

Gergentana didn't care, all she wanted was to make this woman look bad.

It's just a Han woman, why should I have trouble with her?