Chapter 39: Another Black-Hearted Thing
Taking a sip of wine, Feng Mo Ran felt that his whole person was about to float, and the admiration on his face was unconcealed, how could there be such a delicious wine in this world?
"Among the wines, plum blossoms and cherry blossoms are the mainstay, supplemented by wild grapes and peach juice, is what Prince Ben said wrong?" asked Feng Mo Ran with a little confidence, this flower wine is really not ordinary delicious, and its ingredients must be very different from ordinary wines.
Hearing her words, Qing Muli didn't say anything back, but the smile on his lips deepened a little, Feng Mo Ran knew that he was right, and at the same time
"The dyed prince is really special, in this case, this king does not need to say anything more, this trip to the country of women, we all have the same purpose, maybe in the near future, we will help each other. The soft and elegant voice, accompanied by the elegant toasting action, makes people feel refreshed.
Feng Mo Dye raised his glass in return, the two looked at each other and smiled, and raised their heads lightly to drink the wine in the glass.
Some words, since there is no need to say too straightforwardly, today's small gathering, it can be said that it is Qing Muli's temptation of wind and ink dyeing, and he doesn't need any special content, and he can't be in a hurry, at present, these are enough, at least, Qing Muli has confirmed what he thinks, the prince of flower dyeing is not a simple character, and even far more than it seems
Qing Muli's temptation, Feng Mo Ran naturally noticed it, but as long as the other party has not harmed herself, she will not expose anything, besides, she can also take this opportunity to observe this angel prince of Fengming in turn
Qing Muli is this person, although his appearance is very outstanding, pure and holy, but from the first time he saw him, he knew that gentleness and elegance were just his appearance, after all, he was born in the royal family, and if he was incapable, it was difficult to survive, so Qing Muli would definitely not be a good stubble.
But, if it's really a consistent existence, it's boring, isn't it?
Feng Mo Ran smiled and drank a sip of wine, this kind of exquisite taste should be used to savor and aftertaste, looking at her satisfied intoxicated expression, Qing Muli actually felt a little funny, there was something he said that was completely from the heart, that is, he did think that Feng Mo Ran was an extremely special person.
It's not too appropriate to say that she is not simple and deliberately hides her strength, because this person doesn't seem to have any worries about doing things.
For example, the coming-of-age ceremony was an hour late, he molested General Long Sheng in public, kissed him so many times, teased and cleaned up a lot of courtiers, and for example, he was just staring at his imperial sister's chest very presumptuously and openly
But to say that she is simple, it is not reasonable, because her various performances are not compatible with ordinary characters
It seems that it is really not easy to position His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of Flower Dyeing, but the intersection of the two will not end here, right?
"King Mu, let Princess Yuyan go out alone, it seems that there is some" Feng Mo Ran didn't point out the words, but Qing Mu was not stupid, he knew that she wanted to go back, so he said this, just using the royal sister as an excuse to care about it by the way.
"Yan'er doesn't know martial arts, but the maids who follow her are not bad, they are all carefully selected by this king, who is responsible for protecting her safety, but, for the sake of safety, this king still goes to find her back in person, and is somewhat uneasy. ”
Qing Muli said with an elegant smile, what he said was true, Qing Yuyan is his favorite and only sister he cares about, the girl who grew up in the palace since she was a child, how can she have little contact with the outside world, she is not at ease, but this place is different from other places, and she doesn't have to worry too much.
"The prince will return first today. "Who's going to let another one wait for her to go back and coax her?
The smile on Qing Mu's lips deepened a little, the difference is that this time it was the wind and ink from the heart that dyed this kid, isn't that what he was waiting for?
Qing Muli didn't say anything, and went downstairs directly with Feng Mo Ran.
When they arrived downstairs, the two of them were going in different directions, and when it was time to separate, Feng Mo Ran said to Qing Muli: "Brother Mu, goodbye." ”
Qing Muli chuckled and nodded, and also returned the wind and ink dyeing salute, "Goodbye." The title of him has changed from "King Mu" to "Brother Mu", does this mean that when they get together today, what has become different between the two of them, it's just
After the wind and ink dyeed, she walked towards the other door on the first floor, but she had only taken two steps when that light and elegant voice sounded from behind
"Do you know where you are?"
There were some ambiguous words, Feng Mo Ran didn't understand what Qing Muli meant when he heard these words at first, and reflexively turned around to look, but found that there was no figure behind him, and most of them had already left the inn
Feng Mo Dye was not stupid, she reacted immediately.
Where is she now? What does it mean to be a woman? A country where women are supreme and women are respected, and this country is very different from where they live.
For example, in Hua Dyeing, it may not be too safe for a beautiful little girl to go out when it gets dark, and Qing Muli is worried that Qing Yuyan is going to look for her, which is normal.
However, this is the country of white-winged women, which means that in this country, it is relatively safe for women to go out at night, but beautiful men should pay more attention when traveling
And just now, Feng Mo Ran used Qing Yuyan as an excuse to implicitly express that he wanted to go back
The corners of her mouth couldn't help twitching, Qing Mu was definitely a black-hearted child!
Wind Ink Dye stepped past the door to the back of the attic, their room seemed to be in the second attic, she quickened her pace to the third floor, and found the room where the West Flame was
I found it, it didn't take much effort, that is, Feng Mo Ran didn't dare to go in, Xi Yan Yan was absolutely cold at this time, and the temperature in the room would definitely be able to freeze people to death, and then I thought of the eyes that were about to meet, if the light jade eyes were indifferent, the picture was too brutal, and Feng Mo Dye didn't dare to continue to think about it
But in the end, after some ideological struggle, she still chose to reach out and knocked on the door
As expected, although the man's tone was still beautiful, it was as cold as the frost of the wax moon, and the frozen wind and ink dyed it was called a cool!
The master inside was called a Gao Leng, and only spit out one word majestically and domineeringly, "Who?"
Feng Mo Ran couldn't help but tremble when he heard this, his little heart trembled, his fists clenched, his teeth were bitten, and he held back a sentence like an angry little daughter-in-law
"The host ~ I'm back"
At that moment, Feng Mo Dye had the urge to want shi, and at the same time, she also felt as if something had broken