Your Majesty, Eunuch Lin Is Pregnant

  Such a strong wine, she should be fine with a little bit, right?

  Anyway, the little pigeon is all right after drinking, what is she afraid of? If she doesn't drink, then Xiao Fuzi and Little Pigeon will definitely be upset.

   figured it out, Lin Bao raised his head slightly and took a sip.

  When this spirit touched the taste buds on the tip of the tongue, Lin Bao only felt like drinking a bottle of expired Coke. It was a bit spicy when it entered his throat, but later he felt the smell of wine filled his lips and teeth.

In theory, people who drink strong alcohol for the first time can't drink at least a few sips, but Lin Bao drank a small pot of wine. When Xiao Fuzi and Little Pigeon reacted, she was already a little dizzy. Of it.

   "Emma, ​​little bun, why did you drink so much!" The little pigeon hurriedly grabbed the hip flask in her hand, held her shaky body, and patted her face lightly.

Lin Bao opened his eyes in a daze, stretched out his hand to squeeze the pigeon's white face, burped alcohol, and smirked: "Little, little pigeon, you have grown two...three...no, it's a lot. Head!"

  Hearing this, the little pigeon wanted to cry without tears, and cast a look at Xiao Fuzi for help.

  ——Peat, if Xiao Fuzi does not come to rescue him, his face will be crushed by this drunk bun!

Xiao Fuzi glanced at the gnawed bones on the ground, kicked some dirt to cover it, then stood up and covered his stomach and said uncomfortably: "Ah...no, my stomach hurts! You send Xiao Baozi home first. , I have to go to the cottage!"

After   , he ran out of the woods of Lenggong with his stomach and waist bowed, with a treacherous flash in his eyes.

  Behind is the little pigeon's crying expression without tears and Lin Bao's dumb and drunk look.

  The little pigeon looked at Lin Bao and said with a headache: "Little Bun, are you going to be safe?-I'll take you back now."

   "Ha!-Little Pigeon, actually, I'm not a little bun! But I--" At this point, she stomped the little pigeon with a big alcoholic belch.

  The little pigeon covered her mouth and said to herself: "Emma, ​​my aunt, I will never let you drink anymore!"

  "His——" The one who responded to him was another liquor hiccup from Lin Bao.

  *

  The little Fuzi who walked out of the woods slowly straightened his body, glanced back at the quiet woods and smiled, watching the father-in-chief who was approaching in the distance and smiled deeper.

  No longer stay, he copied the trail of the Yuhuayuan and returned to the courtyard.

  Heh, it seems there is a good show this time.

  *

Mr. An, who took the lead and looked at the hound in the hands of the guards, snorted coldly, "Huh, I don’t know which **** it is this time, dare to steal the 50-year old cellar that the imperial dining room has cherished! The family has caught him, and he must be broken into pieces!"

  As soon as the voice fell, the guard holding the hound buried his head lower.

   And the hound holding in his hand, somehow, when passing by the Imperial Garden, he obviously hesitated, sniffing the path of the Imperial Garden, sniffing the direction of Lenggong, and then rushing into the woods of Lenggong.

  In that posture, the guard couldn't even hold it, so the hound had to break away from the rope and rush into the forest.

  The father-in-law sneered coldly, "Huh, let's go! Let's catch the thief with our family and break him into pieces!"

  After speaking, the guards rushed forward and saw two figures after walking less than ten meters forward.

  At the same time, Lian Che, who received the news from the dark guard, rushed to Lenggong non-stop.