Yiyingying took a sip, the pink lip flap left the rim of the glass, and then elegantly put down the wine glass, watching him drink, just like admiring a sunny and warm picture, slowly moving, serene and soft. He drank as a gesture of elegance, not a casual outlet......

"Since it is free and easy, that is, you can live anywhere, so how can you say that you can tie your hands and feet? Brother Wangying, didn't you see that there is so much wine here? This is the main reason why I stayed, the queen will collect the best wine from all over the world for me, so why should I stay here. After speaking, Leng Yefeng picked up the wine jar and poured it directly into his mouth, probably because he was in a hurry, and the wine stayed along the corner of his lips, wetting his placket.

His way of drinking like this is clearly to use wine to kill his sorrows, and it seems that he hasn't put down the matter of Xuanyi and Leng Qiuye yet. If Xuanyi is a loyal and gentle woman like Leng Xiangzhi, Ziyue believes that he will also want to follow Hua Junru with his life for the sake of his beloved woman, but Xuanyi is not, and he is so embarrassed and unbearable to die, the pain in his heart will be as difficult to erase as a brand.

"You don't want to stay here for the rest of your life? Naturally, having wine is just a perfunctory excuse, and Ziyue is still worried about persuading him to return to the palace, "If you are willing to go back to the palace, I believe that the elders will also be willing to prepare a lot of wine for you." ”

His eyes flashed slightly, and a trace of pain that could not be concealed flashed on his cold face, and he then poured a few sips of wine into his mouth, and the jar was all in his stomach, his thin lips were stained with wine, and there seemed to be a trace of drunkenness in his cold eyes, "The elders will take a good look at the palace, and when I really have nowhere to go, I will naturally go back, you can rest assured, leaving the palace will never become your responsibility." ”

"Since you say so, I have a number in my heart. Ziyue's heart immediately calmed down, but she didn't know how long the day he said would come, and besides, whether this "drunken talk" could be believed.

She can't get drunk, how can a person like Leng Yefeng who is soaked in the wine jar get drunk, the drunk should only be his heart, he doesn't want to face the world in a sober state at all. However, it is better to have a promise than no promise, and she can only choose to believe it for the time being.

"This one is back to you. After a trace of hesitation, Ziyue still took out the Yuche bowl, she was very sorry for Ya, the Yuche bowl was not in her hand, and it was said that Ya Ya would always stay in the bowl, and she would never have a chance to come out again, but by returning the Yuche bowl to its real owner, she would be able to completely dissociate herself from the palace. The cold night wind belongs to the palace, and similarly, the palace also belongs to the cold night wind, and she has always felt so.

"This jade bowl was originally sealed with an ancient divine beast Yaya, you should have heard of it, I have lifted the seal of Yaya, but it was lifted with my blood, and only blood can summon it in the future. "The matter of Ya Ya should not be hidden from the cold night wind, after all, Ya Ya's background has a close relationship with the palace.

"False Ya?" he used to be the palace master of the palace, and he naturally read the ancient books in the palace, so he also knew the origin of False Ya, but he didn't know that False Ya was sealed in the Jade Bowl, and Ziyue also used her own blood to remove the seal of False Ya, "If this is really the case, this Jade Bowl no longer belongs to me, and I am no longer qualified to have it." The cold night wind starry eyes shone, and his gaze only stayed on the jade bowl for a moment before leaving quickly.

Seeing his expression, Ziyue knew that she had done something wrong, as long as Leng Yefeng saw the Yuche Bowl, she would think of Xuanyi naturally, this was probably the real reason why he helped them break into the palace and snatch the Yuche Bowl, the Yuche Bowl, like Xuanyi, was already a painful imprint in his heart.

Even if he wanted to turn back, he didn't want to touch the brand and let the pain cloud his heart again......

"Okay, you don't want it, I'm not reluctant, let's be honest with you, I'm reluctant to lie to Ya, I'm just worried that without the Yuche bowl, leaving the palace in your hands is a bit incorrect, and the words are not good, but, after thinking about it, those elders are hoping that the palace can have a master again, and you are the most suitable person, they should not be as harsh as before." As she spoke, she quickly put the Yuche bowl back into her arms, as if she was afraid that someone would snatch it from her. Whoever owns a divine beast like Yaya is a blessing for whom.

"When is Brother Leng going to talk to the queen about the map? Is it now? or wait for tomorrow?" Wangying looked back at the window, even though there were palace lamps lit everywhere outside, it still seemed that it was no match for the darkness of the night sky, as if the wind was blowing, and the window lattice was beaten by the wind. It looks like it's going to rain soon.

"It must be tomorrow, and the queen should be asleep by this time. Ziyue had already stood up, she wanted to rush back to the Pear Flower Inn while the rain was not falling, the things that should be done here have been done, there is no need to waste time here.

"I'll take you to the queen now, she shouldn't have slept yet. The cold night wind also got up, and when his body left the wine jar, he seemed to be sober, and his whole body was full of cold breath, and there was no sense of decadence.

It's already late at night, and Leng Yefeng can still see the queen? Ziyue couldn't help but expand her imagination, Leng Yefeng is a handsome man, and the queen is a beautiful woman in the boudoir, if it weren't for the monarch and minister, they would make people feel ambiguous if they said a few more words. Ambiguous speculation, this meeting in the middle of the night is not something that ordinary people can do, besides, the relationship between Leng Yefeng and the queen should not belong to the monarch and ministers, and a man like Leng Yefeng will not be a vassal to anyone, but he can command the guards in the palace, and he is drunk and drunk every day, these should be the privileges given to him by the queen.

Could it be that there is already a secret affection between the queen and the cold night wind? If so, it can be a good story. But soon she blocked her imagination: What's wrong with me? Why do I like to mess around like a matchmaker, is it because Hua Junru and Leng Xiangzhi feel a little regretful about the poignant ending, so they insist on piecing together a pair of good couples to make themselves feel at ease? If the two of them really have a relationship, why would the queen still use pet fusion horns as a condition for recruiting a son-in-law? If Leng Yefeng's intentions were really intentional, then he would probably have found the melting horns a long time ago, how could a hypocrite like Yaoyue still covet them?