Ling Qin sensed that something was wrong. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

But today is obviously Shen Wuhuan's birthday, she did everything possible to find out, she wanted to leave a deep impression on his birthday, how could it ......

Could it be that she inquired wrong?

"Who gave you the courage to extinguish the candles in this hall."

A cold voice came from above, like a god above the clouds that could only be looked upon.

Ling Qin, who was originally smiling, changed her face, she only heard that Shen Wuhuan hated being cold, but she didn't expect that Shen Wuhuan also hated dim lights.

"Please also ask Wuhuan Gongzi to atone for his sins, Ling Qin will not dare anymore." Ling Qin leaned down weakly and bonelessly, and there were a little tears in the bright eyes of the autumn water.

No one knows her superiority better than her, and no man in this world can refuse her as long as she wants to.

But this time, she met Shen Wuhuan.

"Smack!"

The jade wine glass was thrown down and smashed on the forehead of the kneeling man, splashing several blood flowers in an instant.

Ling Qin covered her forehead in disbelief, she didn't believe that this was something that Shen Wuhuan, who was like an immortal, could do.

But he is the uncle of the country, she is the servant, and he is destined to be able to control his own life and death.

"Childe, Ling Qin deserves to die, and you can calm your anger, don't be angry with your body."

Shen Wuhuan took a plain and carefully wiped his fingers, as if there was something unclean on it.

"Since you think your sin deserves death, go and die." Supa, who was wiping his hands, was thrown down, just as the woman on the ground had become.

"Why is he like this!" Seeing that Ling Qin was convicted, Yu Liuliu was angry in his heart.

"My lord, you can be quiet, but you are just a servant, offending Shen Wuhuan for her, do you want to end up like her."

"I just can't get used to seeing him like that!" Although Yu Zhuliu was angry, he and Ling Qin were only one-sided, and he couldn't make trouble for a servant.

Yu Zhuliu sat back in his place, picked up the wine jug and wanted to pour a mouthful of suppressive fire, but the wine jug was light in his hand, and he picked it up and shook it in his ear a few times only to find that the wine jug was empty.

What's the wine in it?

Hua Murong pulled Yu Zhuliu's arm and shook it desperately, Yu Zhuliu looked unhappily, but saw Hua Murong pointing forward with a frightened face.

"Hell, you're scared like this."

Yu Zhuliu turned his head with a smile, and even he froze on the spot this time, although Hua Murong was not referring to a ghost, but this was much more terrifying than "seeing a ghost".

Yu Zhuliu hurriedly looked to his side and found that there was no longer Yan Hui's shadow around him.

Therefore, the woman in red who was only a foot away from Shen Wuhuan and was still staggering closer was really Yan Hui.

This unconscious one is definitely going to get into trouble again!

At that moment, Yu Zhuliu, who should have been flustered, was sober, "Mu Rong, you go to the boss of Chunmanlou and ask him to dock the flower boat immediately." ”

"You're crazy, this is Shen Wuhuan's flower boat, but a woman is really that important to you."

Yu Zhuliu looked at his brother, he knew that once Shen Wuhuan found out afterwards, Hua Murong would be the first to be exposed, but Yan Hui was the main mother of the Fuguo Mansion, even if the matter of boarding the flower boat during his filial piety was exposed, he would definitely not let her have an accident.

"I'll talk about the details later, you just need to know that she's different."

"Is it worth it?"

Is it worth betting on the Guogong Mansion, Shangshu Mansion, and offending Shen Wuhuan, is it worth it?

"If it's her, it's worth ......"

Although the words are simple, the firmness in those words is moving.

"Who hasn't done a few stupid things in his life, even if he is locked up by my father for ten years afterwards, I will admit it!" Hua Murong said and hurriedly got up and left.

Yu Zhuliu looked at the field, always paying attention to the changes on the field.

"Childe, Ling Qin is wrong, please spare Ling Qin this time."

"What did you do wrong?"

Ling Qin was kneeling on the ground and crying, but she heard a slightly confused voice behind her.

She turned her head with teary eyes and saw a woman in a red veil standing behind her.

She tilted her head to look at herself on the ground, as if she were wondering why the humble and ridiculous beggar was on her knees begging.

"To tell you the truth, your lute is really ugly."

Ling Qin was secretly annoyed when she heard this, this is the girl in Chunmanlou who doesn't know whether she is alive or dead, even if she wants to show her face in front of nobles, she doesn't need to be used as a stepping stone.

"Childe, Ling Qin knows it's wrong."

Ling Qin leaned down deeply, if she got out of the current predicament, she would definitely sell this fox who didn't know whether to live or die!

"The pipa is ugly, the brain is not good, and when others are angry, it would be good if you coaxed it."

Yan Hui staggered forward, her mind was dizzy, but there was a fire burning all over her body, and this fire made her chaotic and didn't know what day it was.

It is said that wine strengthens people's courage, but what will the bold person look like when he drinks wine?

Yan looked back at Shen Wuhuan opposite, and in the whirlwind of the world, only this person had a cold face and a cold heart.

Such an expression Yan Hui is too familiar, and in those years of his career in the welfare home, Yan Hui met people with such expressions.

We usually call it lonely, but more people call it cold and arrogant, casting a wall of indifference to resist everyone's approach and injury, but always want to cross this wall and return to the world of normal people.

It's its own kind.

At least, it's the same kind of Yan Hui as before.

Yan Hui leaned closer, so close that the other party could smell the wine on her body, if she was still awake, she would definitely know that this distance was enough for her to die ten thousand times.

But now that she was obviously drunk, she stretched out her hand, like a bully who was molesting a woman from a good family, and raised Shen Wuhuan's chin lightly.

Shen Wuhuan's eyes, which were already full of frost and snow, became even colder, and Yan Hui was completely unaware of the danger.

"Your expression is really ugly," Yan Hui struggled to open his eyes, trying to see more clearly.

Her fingertips rubbed the skin under her hands, like an amorous prodigal.

"It is said that there is a beautiful woman who laughs at the city, and then laughs at the country, I think that your smile must be more rare than the beautiful woman in the city."

Shen Wuhuan's eyes narrowed dangerously, he hated others comparing his appearance to women the most.

"Do you know who I am?"

Shen Wuhuan's voice was like a bone-chilling wind from the northwest, sweeping and freezing all the sounds in the hall.

The room was silent, and Yu Zhuliu quietly clenched his fists.

But Shen Wuhuan's cold wind is destined not to blow Yan Hui, a bold and black-handed drunkard.

"The queen's brother, the current uncle, the cold and unparalleled Shen Wuhuan, am I right?"

Yan Hui chuckled and sat down beside Shen Wuhuan, one hand on Shen Wuhuan's shoulder, but the other hand hooked the other party's chin again.

"Beauty, do you know who I am......"