"Which Dongfang son? Today, my Emperor Xiaoxiao is going to stay here to drink, I will pay double the price for the second aunt and grandmother, you don't talk nonsense, hurry up and bring me wine to ......" Ya, originally Emperor Xiaoxiao still looked down on the pattern of this hotel, but now that she is excited, she really said that she has to rely on it here.

That Dongfang boy is very rich, isn't she? She Emperor Xiaoxiao is not bad for money, she just wants to get drunk, why is it so difficult? Emperor Xiaoxiao grabbed Xiao Er's collar and lifted the person up, threatening.

"Grandma, spare your life! Little, I'm going to get you wine......" Xiao Er is just an ordinary person, this scene scared his soul and almost flew out, he never expected that the little girl who looked soft and weak and only sixteen or seventeen years old had so much strength.

Fortunately, he was sincere, and he didn't arbitrarily kick this little girl out of the wine shop just now, this posture, this girl is 100% a cultivator. It's really an ancestor who accumulates virtue, Xiao Er hurriedly begged for mercy from Emperor Xiaoxiao pitifully.

Di Xiaoxiao's heart is not bad, she is a person who does not offend, I do not offend, if someone offends me, she will cut the grass and eradicate the roots. This little second didn't offend her, she was polite everywhere, she wouldn't kill her for no reason.

The effect of deterrence has been achieved, as soon as Di Xiaoxiao's hand was loosened, Xiao Er ran away like a ghost, Di Xiaoxiao shook his head, walked straight to the window and sat down.

"Wanyan, Wanyan, don't go...... Wanyan?......." Dongfang Jinghe, who had drunk a morning's wine, walked out of the Accord on the second floor with drunken eyes, and at this moment everything in his eyes was dim, with a lush blue-gray.

Only Di Xiaoxiao, who was leaning against the window, was bright and shining, dressed in light gauze and white, under the light of the faint slanting sun, crossed a faint golden aura, which seemed to be real and illusory, and the wind was beautiful, just like the old man.

The white clothes, dazzling white, white sultry, and white thrilling, made Dongfang Jinghe mistakenly think that it was Murong Wanyan's soul and returned to his hometown to accompany him to get drunk and rest. He staggered over and grabbed Di Xiaoxiao's arm in a daze.

"Hey, what are you doing?....... well, childe, you recognize the wrong person, this girl is Di Xiaoxiao, the eldest lady of the emperor family, not a tactful, tactful ......." Fang Yi was caught by Dongfang Jinghe, Di Xiaoxiao was very disgusted, but when she saw tears hidden in his narrow crescent eyes, she stopped struggling.

The gentle and elegant young man in white is so similar to Han Zigui at the beginning. Although he was drunk and hazy, it did not affect his gentleness, his chic, and his righteousness.

Drunken Moon is ruthless but chivalrous, he should be a sad person with a story like her.

"Wanyan, you sit, let's drink, this is your favorite thousand cups of drunkenness, come and we will rest as soon as we get drunk......" Emperor Xiaoxiao's angry expression, in Dongfang Jinghe's eyes, Murong Wanyan was coquettish with him, and he slapped his butt on the side of Emperor Xiaoxiao and offered his courtesy.

This is the place where Dongfang Jinghe and Murong Wanyan fell in love at first sight, he had been drinking wine for a morning, and he thought that Murong Wanyan would not appear again.

Today is Murong Wanyan's death day, since he saw Murong Wanyan killed by his father three years ago, he will charter the restaurant here every year and drink wine all day, hoping that the beautiful woman can leave a qiē resentment and fall asleep.

In the past three years, there has not been a day when he doesn't miss her or miss her, but she just refuses to go into his dream to relieve his lovesickness.

He knew that she must have resented him and hated him, so he didn't come to see him no matter what, and he couldn't even remember what she looked like.

Now that his infatuation has finally touched her, he must explain it to her well today.

"Ahem, good wine! Come on, let's get drunk today to relieve a thousand sorrows, if you don't get drunk, you won't return, come, drink ......." The sorrow in Di Xiaoxiao's heart was all hooked out by his drunkenness.

took the wine jug handed over by Dongfang Jinghe and poured a big sip directly, the spicy wine passed through her throat, bypassing the sad heart, and she was so depressed that her tears flowed down, and she could only cover it up by coughing.

Her Emperor Xiaoxiao is a dignified martial god, she bleeds without tears, even in the face of parting, she can smile in the face of life and death, but now she drinks and tears because of Han Zigui's murder of her, is this still the same Emperor Xiaoxiao before?