Chapter 80 Can't Leave Her Alone (1)
"really?"
Feng Ruqing's gaze was slightly stunned, with a look of astonishment, as if he just knew the value of this spirit wine.
"Qing'er, take the spirit wine back." Old Master Nalan handed the spirit wine to Feng Ruqing again, and said with a wry smile, "This gift is too expensive, I can't bear it, you take it back and give it to His Majesty to drink."
It would be fine if it was just a jar of ordinary wine, but it was spiritual wine, and before giving him the spiritual wine, Qing'er definitely didn't know the value of the spiritual wine, so he couldn't have swallowed the spiritual wine against his conscience.
Feng Ruqing looked at the spirit wine, but did not accept it.
"Grandpa, since this gift is for you, you can just accept it. My father taught me a few days ago that I owe too much to the General's Mansion these years. If my father finds out, he will also choose to give it to me." Give the spirit wine to Grandpa."
Feng Tianyu was so infatuated with Empress Nalan that he even loved the house and Wu, and even the General's Mansion has received preferential treatment for many years.
If Feng Tianyu finds out about this, she will never let her take back the spirit wine.
This is what the old man deserves.
Grandpa Nalan's eyes were slightly startled, with complex expressions in his eyes: "Qing'er, you are sensible, good, that's great."
He waited for this day, really waited too long.
Involuntarily, old tears came to the old general's eyes, he secretly wiped the corners of his eyes, his hand holding the wine jar trembled slightly.
"Dad, dad, be careful, don't shake your hands!"
Under this warm and touching atmosphere, a disturbing voice suddenly came from the side.
Nalan Changgan stared nervously at the old man's trembling hand, and hurriedly put his hand under the wine jar, for fear that the old man would accidentally smash the spirit wine.
That was spiritual wine, and if it was smashed, it would definitely hurt him deeply, and it would not be easy to find another jar.
The old man's old face suddenly froze. This brat really ruined the atmosphere. He was so angry that he almost threw the wine jar on him.
But in the end after thinking about it, the old man couldn't give up, he took his hand back and snorted coldly: "Even if you can't smash it, it's not for you!"
Nalan Chang laughed dryly: "Father, you are not feeling well, so you can't drink too much, and you can't finish drinking such a big jar of wine, why don't I accompany you..."
"That's not necessarily the case," the old man sarcastically said, "This is an unusual wine, but a spiritual wine, which is only effective for strengthening the body and relieving pain, and will not harm my body. Stop daydreaming here .”
Nalan Changgan's face changed, this old man really became more stingy with age, forcibly occupying such a big jar of wine, he was reluctant to give him even a sip!
"Jing'er," the old man ignored Nalan Changgan's weeping face, turned his head to look at Nalan Jing with a smile on his face, "don't worry about your father, you can drink with my old man, by the way, you guys will Don't let those old guys know, let them know, I'm afraid I won't have enough wine."
Nalan's dry face turned black, and he was reluctant to give him a sip, but Nalanjing, a brat, could drink with him?
Is father so unfair now?
"Grandpa, it's getting late now, I should go back to the Princess Mansion, how about I come to visit you again in a few days?" Feng Ruqing glanced at the sky, and it was time for her to go back.
The old man was startled: "Qing'er, don't you stay for dinner?"
Feng Ruqing smiled and said: "No, I have to be busy in the near future, so I won't stay at the general's mansion for dinner, and come back later, how about it?"