Jeune Premier ministre, un ermite

Chapitre 45

Wandering leisurely along the way, she came across a stall selling hairpins. A thought struck her: since it was her birthday, she should buy herself something. She spotted a silver hairpin carved with orchid heads and bought it. Then she saw a round jade pendant carved with a white phoenix. The pendant was a beautiful green with some translucent white, of good quality. The exquisite detail was that the translucent white was carved perfectly into a jade phoenix. Wei Zijun liked it very much and bought it, hanging it on the side of her dress. After thinking for a moment, she also bought a silver hairpin inlaid with green gemstones for Dieyun.

When she arrived at the store, it was packed. Wei Zijun glanced at the noisy lobby and went straight upstairs.

Before I even reached the top of the stairs, I heard an urgent and joyful shout from behind: "Your Majesty!"

Wei Zijun instinctively turned around and saw a burly man dressed in Hu clothing running towards her, followed by two other people dressed similarly, staggering behind him.

The burly man grabbed Wei Zijun's arm. "Your Majesty! Is it really you? You're really not dead? Your Majesty, am I dreaming?" The man's eyes reddened as he spoke. The other two also surrounded her, calling out "Your Majesty" in unison, their eyes also red.

Wei Zijun was somewhat bewildered, a little dizzy from this sudden turn of events. "Esteemed guests, have you mistaken me for someone else? I am the manager of Juyunlou, not the king you speak of."

"Does Your Majesty not recognize me? I am Geshufa." The burly man shook Wei Zijun's arm, his eyes filled with eager anticipation.

"I'm sorry, sir, I don't know you. Perhaps I resemble the person you're describing." Wei Zijun casually brushed the arm that was tightly wrapped around her arm.

“This…” Geshufa looked at the unfamiliar eyes. It was indeed not someone he knew, but the nose, eyes, figure, every detail, even the expression were exactly the same. How could there be two people in the world who looked so alike? He was even more certain in his heart, “Your Majesty, it must be Your Majesty. Your Majesty, let’s go back together.”

"Stop!" Liu Yunde shouted coldly, stepping forward to push the hand that was wrapped around Wei Zijun's arm away. "There is no king here that you are looking for. If you want to eat, we will serve you well. If you want to cause trouble, don't blame us for being impolite."

The burly man named Geshufa and his two companions exchanged glances. After all, they were on someone else's turf and didn't want to cause trouble. They gave Wei Zijun a deep look, returned to their seats, and glanced in their direction as they sat down.

Wei Zijun turned around, went upstairs, entered her room, locked the door, sat on the mat behind the table, and fell into deep thought with her hand on her forehead.

"King!?" Could she really be their king? If those burly men had called her by any other title besides "king," she would have thought they had mistaken her for someone else. But "king!" She knew that when she was stabbed, she was wearing the uniform of a foreign general. Could she really be their king? This was truly unsettling for her.

Just as she was deep in thought, someone knocked on the door. "Who is it?" Wei Zijun asked impatiently, annoyed by the interruption.

"It's me." It was Liu Yunde's voice. This idiot knows how to talk to her now? Wei Zijun got up and opened the door.

"Are you alright? You don't know them, right?" Liu Yunde asked in a low voice.

"Mm!" Wei Zijun nodded.

Seeing this, Liu Yunde smiled and said, "I knew they had mistaken me for someone else. Um... don't leave tonight... I have something to do." He blushed slightly, hesitated for a few moments, and then turned and left without saying anything more.

The burly men left after finishing their meal, without causing any further trouble, perhaps thinking they had mistaken someone for someone else.

After the guests left in the evening, Wei Zijun slowly walked down the stairs. She saw two tables laden with sumptuous dishes, unlike the usual simple meals, and there was also wine.

Seeing Wei Zijun's surprised expression, Liu Yunde rubbed his hands together and said, "Well... today is your birthday, so let's have the guys celebrate. They haven't had a celebration in a long time."

Wei Zijun smiled, remembering that Dieyun had reminded her of her birthday at the shop that day. She hadn't expected him to remember so thoughtfully, and to use the excuse of having the staff make it lively for her to celebrate. "Great, let's have some fun. Everyone sit down, let's drink until we drop!" she said, taking the lead in sitting down.

Seeing the protagonist sit down, everyone followed suit, and a chorus of blessings filled the air. The waiters who had automatically taken their seats at another table came over to offer toasts. Wei Zijun laughed and said, "There are more than a dozen of you. If each of you drinks one cup, I'll get drunk. So, let's drink this cup together. It's also my toast to everyone to thank you all for your hard work and dedication. I know you've all worked hard, so I won't let you down. I'll drink this first."

Perhaps because she was preoccupied, Wei Zijun drank a few more cups than usual. Then she started playing the game of musical chairs, and whether Wei Zijun was too clever or Liu Yunde was too stupid, the flower always stopped just as it was being tossed from one hand to the other, leaving Liu Yunde holding it dumbly with a troubled expression. Wei Zijun laughed heartily.

Because Liu Yunde was allergic to alcohol, he felt cold and shivered after drinking just one glass. Wei Zijun had to drink a few more glasses for him. She didn't remember how many glasses she drank until she was dizzy and started nagging to go upstairs to sleep.

[Volume 1, Deer City Chapter: Chapter 40: A Visit]

It was another beautiful morning. Early birds were chirping incessantly outside the window, and two of them had even landed on the open window.

Wei Zijun woke up from her dream and stretched contentedly, but her hand touched a warm object. She instinctively reached out to touch it, and then gasped in shock.

How come he's sleeping here?

She frowned, trying to recall what had happened last night. It seemed that someone had helped her upstairs and locked the door, and she had groggily taken off her clothes. Then she heard a knock on the door, and instinctively put on her undergarment and opened it. It was Liu Yunde who came in. She seemed to ask, "What are you doing here?" before locking the door behind her and falling asleep on the bed.

That's how it is. Sigh, getting drunk can easily lead to trouble. You must never get drunk again. She never used to get drunk. In ancient times, people's vigilance was lowered by the simple and honest folk customs. You must be careful in the future.

"Liu Yunde! Wake up! Liu Yunde!" After pushing him several times, he still didn't respond. Unable to contain himself, he reached out and grabbed Liu Yunde by the collar and pulled him up.

Poor Liu Yunde was dragged away alive in his sleep. He opened his eyes groggily, and as soon as he saw what was in front of him, he screamed in horror, "Ah, why are you here?" After screaming, he looked down at his clothes, as if afraid that he had been molested.

"You ask me why I'm here? This is my room. Why don't you ask yourself why you're here?!" Seeing his expression, Wei Zijun was somewhat annoyed.

"Why am I here? Why? I... I drank too much, I don't remember." Liu Yunde shook his head in distress. Thinking back carefully, he vaguely remembered that he felt very dizzy and cold, so he knocked on Wei Zijun's door. After the door opened, he collapsed onto her bed. After she got into bed, he seemed to hug her to keep warm. Thinking of this, he felt his face getting hot.

He looked up at Wei Zijun's expression and quickly glanced at her. "You... you should straighten your clothes first."

Wei Zijun looked down and saw that her chest was exposed, revealing a patch of white skin. She hurriedly pulled her collar back and glared at Liu Yunde.

"I...I will take responsibility." He had wanted to say this for a long time, even if he was wrongfully killed.

Hearing this, she rolled her eyes at him and said, "Alright, don't spread what happened today. You can leave now!"

"Don't you want me to take responsibility?" Liu Yunde's eyes were full of expectation.

"No need, you should go out quickly, they'll all be awake soon." She then got up to get dressed, but realized he was still there.

"Are you sure I don't have to take responsibility?" Liu Yunde was very disappointed.

Seeing that he was still asking what seemed foolish to her, a hint of impatience welled up inside her. "How am I supposed to get dressed here?"

Liu Yunde was taken aback by her words, stood up somewhat dejectedly, glanced at her, and turned to leave.

Just as he reached the door, there was a knock. He turned back to look at Wei Zijun, who was still undressed, and lowered his hand from the door latch.

Wei Zijun grabbed the pile of scattered clothes. "Who?"

A muffled chuckle came from outside the door, "Guess."

"Ah, is that Second Brother?" The familiar, clear voice clearly belonged to Li Tianqi. "Second Brother, wait a moment, I'll get dressed right away."