The thick long eyelashes trembled slightly, and the big watery eyes flickered twice, Meng Qiao bit his lip, turned his face away, and moved to the side.

"The prince really likes to joke, and you can tease me with this kind of thing."

The soft jade fingers secretly grabbed the hem of the clothes, and the heartbeat was like a drum!

The man's eyebrows frowned slightly, but he was interested.

"What did Prime Minister Meng Cheng say?"

"The fragrance on my body is naturally that of my wife, how can I have any fragrance as a big man? Well, you also have it on you, Lord Wang. ”

The soft little face like jade suddenly came over, and the long eyelashes trembled slightly, and sniffed in front of the strong and firm chest.

A smell of fat powder rushed into his nasal cavity, his pale little face was tightly tangled, Meng Qiao raised his eyebrows loudly, a wave of anger swelled up, and his chest was very stuffy.

She didn't say that he hadn't paid attention yet, Ouyang Rong lowered his head and smelled it, and there was indeed a smell of fat powder on his body.

When she was leaving today, she hugged him reluctantly, which must have been contaminated at that time.

The corners of the man's lips twitched, and he was speechless.

People who came and went all looked over here, the two most powerful people in Wei met together, and they looked quite kind, and the civil and military officials and their families all wanted to come over to ask for peace, but they gave up this idea after a long time.

If Prince Rong and Prime Minister Meng Cheng have something important to discuss, it will not be good to disturb them.

"Speaking of his wife, this king remembered his birthday three years ago, and the longevity noodles and delicious pastries that his concubine personally cooked for this king."

Ouyang Rong's words fell, and Meng Qiao's heart was stagnant!

It's been so long, it turns out that he still remembers, why did he tell her about this?

Meng Qiao bit his lip, involuntarily pinched the wine glass on the table, and slowly put it to his lips, hiding the trembling ruddy little mouth.

"Princess Rong is really caring, what's so sad about the prince? Now the princess is by your side, today is your birthday, didn't she make you longevity noodles and pastries? ”

The soft jade fingers clenched the wine glass tightly, and the big watery eyes pretended to look at the excitement elsewhere, and the little face flushed against the red lantern.

Ouyang Rong shook his head, his handsome face collapsed, and his starry eyes were filled with loneliness.

Another burst of fat powder smell hit, Meng Qiao frowned, thinking that it was the smell of his body again, the smell of the woman.

Looking back, it turned out to be Wei Yun!

Ouyang Rong followed her gaze and saw her.

Wei Yun turned his head slowly, staring at him with complicated eyes, a mixture of love and hate.

"Prince Rong and the princess have a great relationship, which is enviable."

Wei Yun's eyes lit up when he saw Meng Qiao, and he just moved his steps to come over and say hello to him, but he couldn't hold back.

Meng Qiao raised his eyebrows and turned his head to look at the man beside him.

Wei Yun's eyes were too deep just now, which made her always feel that the relationship between her and Ouyang Rong was not so simple, what happened three years ago?

"Men and women are not kissed, this king has a wife, how can he have a close relationship with the princess?"

Ouyang Rong's words fell, Meng Qiao bit his lip, and his mood was complicated.

"Master Meng, what do you command?"

Seeing that he was lonely, Meng Qiao bit his lip and beckoned a small eunuch not far away.

Meng Qiao whispered a few words to him, and the little eunuch's eyes widened in surprise and he immediately went to do it.

Ouyang Rong stared at her curiously, not knowing what she was going to do.

After a short time, the little eunuch brought a large bowl and respectfully placed it on the table of the two.

Ouyang Rong raised his eyebrows and looked over curiously, there were two red-skinned eggs lying in the bowl honestly.

"Seeing that the palace banquet is about to start, I can't get longevity noodles and I don't have the pastries that Prince Rong said, in my hometown, I will eat eggs on my birthday."

Meng Qiao pursed his lips and smiled, and his soft white jade fingers took out the two eggs from the bowl, his small hand was not big, and he just held it, which was very delicate.

The man's eyebrows and eyes stretched out, his sexy thin lips pursed the beautiful and charming arc, staring at the person in front of him obsessively.

"Come, come on."

Meng Qiao moved to the end of the table, leaning over slightly to roll the egg in his hand to him.

Ouyang Rong was stunned for a moment, clasped his hands together, and prepared to catch her egg.

Meng Qiao pursed his lips and let go of his hand with a smile, the round and chubby red-skinned eggs were full of cuteness, and he rolled towards the man opposite with joy.

The powerful hand moved quickly and caught the egg steadily.

There was still residual heat on it, piping hot, and her body temperature.

"The older generation of people say that bad luck will be rolled away in the new year, and all wishes come true, and good luck will come true."

Meng Qiao pointed to the egg in his hand and rolled the second one over to him.

The man caught it steadily, and when he heard her say this, he couldn't help but have a strong expectation in his heart.

Seeing his straightforward appearance, Meng Qiao lowered his head, his cheeks flushed.

"Lord Wang, eat!"

Meng Qiao bit his lip, and suddenly felt that it was extremely hot this day, and his palms were sweaty.

"You eat too."

The slender and well-proportioned big hand pinched an egg, and the heat warmed into the heart.

Meng Qiao hesitated, reached out and took it, knocked on the table, the eggshell made a crisp sound, and the tender white jade fingers gently peeled off the shell of the red-skinned egg, revealing the smooth and attractive egg whites inside.

The pale cheeks under the palace lamp were as smooth and translucent as the white, and Ouyang Rong stared at her tightly and did not move away for a moment.

suddenly remembered that he didn't have a father, and he didn't know who his father and mother were at all, no wonder he would say lonely.

"No."

After a short time, Meng Qiao peeled the egg, pinched it with his soft and snowy fingers, and handed it over tremblingly.

When I patronize and watch people, I don't know that the eggs have been peeled.

Hearing his reminder, Ouyang Rong came back to his senses.

"Hmm."

The man suddenly approached, opened his mouth and bit the egg, not even letting go of the tender jade fingers.

A feeling of over-electricity spread instantly, and Meng Qiao snorted, almost revealing his original voice.

Meng Qiao retracted his fingers in a panic, and suddenly felt that he had done too much today.

Poor people must have something to hate! Yadi!

Other women's fate is very good, will there be a lack of comfort on their birthday?

Thinking of the woman, Meng Qiao remembered the look in Wei Yun's eyes just now, and the night of three years instantly came to mind.

One patronized awkwardly, the other patronized aftertaste, and neither of them noticed the nearby eyes.

"Oh, isn't Prince Rong's beloved concubine back? How so! Could it be that the prince really broke his sleeves? No wonder the bride ran away three years ago! ”

"Eighty percent of them are, if you haven't seen the fine skin and tender meat born by Meng Xiangye, it must be in line with the prince's heart."

Not far away, someone had already begun to whisper.

Ouyang Rong's ears are excellent, and he listened to them all!

The sexy thin lips sparkled with a smile, which was extremely evil.

The picture of the two of them feeding intimately was almost seen by everyone present, and Meng Qiao turned around to take a look, not knowing when there were so many more people here.

I can't complain about others, I wanted to hand him the egg, but who knew he wouldn't take it?

Jian frowned, his soft fingertips moved, Meng Qiao glanced at the man beside him, took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and wiped his hands.

A touch of pink came into view, Meng Qiao gasped, and sat on it in a panic.

That's his handkerchief!

"Emperor Lu must be coming soon, isn't Prince Rong still at the table?"

Meng Qiao lowered his head and gave the order to evict the guests.

Ouyang Rong nodded, looking very satisfied, and obediently got up and walked towards his position.

After he left, Meng Qiao secretly pulled out the handkerchief under him and secretly stuffed it into his arms.

As soon as the words fell, Emperor Lu and Wei Ling really came!

The two of them exchanged a few simple greetings, and they all sat down.

Meng Qiao took his boiled water and raised a glass with everyone to congratulate Wei Ling on his birthday.

In fact, this Wei Ling is tired enough, and he looks quite happy, but he has to be on guard against Lu Zhengyuan at all times, for fear that he will have bad intentions.

"It is said that the beauty of Dawei is like a cloud, and I really saw it today."

Lu Zhengyuan is the same age as Wei Ling, with good facial features, and he looks as warm as jade, if he takes off that dragon robe, he will definitely have a strong bookish atmosphere.

The man smiled with his glass, his eyes fixed on the dancers.

"Which one does Brother Lu have a crush on?" Wei Ling laughed with his wine glass.

"Dazzled, dazzled, hahaha!"

Meng Qiao pursed his lips, not liking this atmosphere.

Ouyang Rong and the two sat facing each other, their bright eyes dodging and dodging, bypassing those gorgeously dressed dancers and looking at this side stupidly, Meng Qiao raised his eyebrows, and instantly looked at each other!

"That must be the princess, right?"

As soon as Lu Zhengyuan turned his head, his eyes suddenly lit up, there were too many people at the palace banquet today, Wei Ling was afraid that there would be too many people, so he set up a banquet outside, the weather was sultry, and the light blue figure suddenly drove away the heat in his heart.

"Exactly." Wei Ling responded.

Wei Yun chuckled in his heart, he obviously heard it, but as if he hadn't heard it, he was intoxicated and admired the song and dance, and he didn't dare to look this way at all.

She had already said that she should not be a victim like those princesses, and now the relationship with the emperor is very tense, because that little goblin has not spoken to her for three years, don't send her out, out of sight and out of mind.

I heard that the seductive goblin is back, but I don't know why I didn't see her.

Wei Yun was thinking in his heart, and turned his head to look at Ouyang Rong.

But the intoxicating starry eyes were staring at Prime Minister Meng Cheng!

Wei Yun felt inexplicable, and the old lady beside him suddenly leaned over.

"Princess, just now I heard that King Rong doesn't seem to be very good to Prime Minister Meng."

The old lady held back her laughter when she said this, but in front of the princess, she must say it without reservation.

Wei Yun glanced at her fiercely, "Don't talk nonsense!" ”

Meng Lingxian is good-looking, so kind, and has a good temper, and his popularity is certain.

Ouyang Rong's cold temperament, there is almost no one who can have a good relationship with him, and it is not unusual for him to have a good impression of Prime Minister Meng Cheng.

"In the future, you are not allowed to chew the root of your tongue, and you are not allowed to speak ill of Prime Minister Meng!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" The old lady responded again and again, and the three souls and seven spirits were about to be scared away.

After watching it for a while, the weather was really hot, and the palace maids standing next to Lu Zhengyuan wiped his sweat one after another, and he had no appetite in this heat, and the chopsticks didn't move at all.

"Brother Lu, why don't we go to the lake and enjoy the scenery and drink together?"

It's all here, can't he feel that the hospitality is inadequate, right?

Wei Ling put down his wine glass and proposed, and looked at Meng Qiao below after saying this.

Meng Qiao nodded slightly, a little annoyed in his heart, but he couldn't say what was wrong, hoping that there would be no trouble.

The group followed Wei Ling to the painting boat on the lake, the emerald green lotus leaves in the lake are like pieces of crystal jade, and the pink lotus flowers are like graceful women wearing gauze skirts, dancing with the breeze on the lake, bursts of fragrance into the nasal cavity, refreshing people's hearts!

"Beautiful, so beautiful!"

As far as the eye can see, you can't see the edge at all!

The gust of wind blew away the boredom in his heart, and Lu Zhengyuan's handsome eyes narrowed slightly, deeply intoxicated.

"Brother Lu likes it, come, do it!"

Meng Qiao also came here for the first time, and couldn't help but look around, this lake should have been dug with water from outside the palace, but the delicacy was really good.

"When I was a child, I heard the story of the lotus fairy, and they all said that it was passed from the Great Wei, and when I saw this beautiful lotus today, I couldn't help but recall it. Brother Wei, your delicacy here is so beautiful, so otherworldly, I wonder if you have ever seen the lotus fairy? ”

When Lu Zhengyuan mentioned the lotus fairy, his eyes lit up, and he was very reverent.

Everything has spirituality, and the lotus fairy must be beautiful!

"This, this."

Wei Ling made a difficulty, the hat buckle was too big, and he was embarrassed to say that he hadn't seen it, but he had never seen it!

"That's what you've seen?"

Seeing him slurping, Lu Zhengyuan suddenly understood and said first.

It was hard to refute what he meant, Wei Ling just smiled.

"I don't know if I'm lucky enough to meet the lotus fairy today." The man muttered to himself.

Wei Ling turned his head to look at Meng Qiao, and his jade-like face was also confused.

Yadi, where can I see the lotus fairy?

"Presumably sincerity is the spirit."

Meng Qiao pursed his lips, he could only delay first, it was late for a while, and the palace banquet would naturally disperse, what kind of lotus fairy to watch?

"Master Meng is right! I used to hear in stories that as long as there is beautiful music, it will naturally attract the Lotus Fairy to stop. ”

Lu Zhengyuan's enthusiasm did not diminish in the slightest, Meng Qiao was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt a little difficult.

"Come on, play music!"

Meng Qiao gave an order, and the Ministry of Rites Shangshu immediately went to do it, and after a short time, the sound of music sounded.

Lu Zhengyuan stood on the bow of the boat with his hands in his hands, and at first he could listen patiently, but in the end he was a little irritable.

"The lotus fairy still hasn't come, it must be that this music is not enough to impress her!"

The man was upset and turned his head to look at Wei Ling.

This willful appearance made Meng Qiao's teeth itch, and he really wanted to slap him, there are so many things about this turtle grandson!

"Your Majesty, is he pretending to be crazy and stupid?"

Meng Qiao approached Wei Ling and said in a low voice.

"How can the king of Lu be a fool, naturally he is pretending to be and wants to make things difficult for us."

Wei Ling's eyebrows furrowed, and he subconsciously aimed at Ouyang Rong, who looked at the scene with an expressionless face, and didn't seem to hear anything.

Meng Qiao nodded, looking at the fool's eyes at the man standing at the bow of the boat.

"Your Majesty, don't be impatient, wait a little longer, maybe the lotus fairy will appear."

"In the early years, I heard that King Rong of Great Wei was proficient in music and rhythm, and he reached the peak, I don't know if I have the honor to ask King Rong to play a song!"

When the man's voice fell, his watery eyes suddenly widened, and Meng Qiao turned his head to look behind him, his handsome face was like an iceberg, and he could ask him to play a song, unless he drank too much.

No one can call the shots without permission, King Rong doesn't listen to the tune or the announcement, he has always been against the emperor, and he can't be provoked!

Meng Qiao turned and walked away, heading in the direction where he stood.

"Lord Rong, can you please play a song to attract the lotus fairy?"

With big watery eyes flickering, Meng Qiao bit his lip and said in a deep voice.

"Did you ask me to play or did you ask Lu Zhengyuan to play?"

"It's the Emperor of Lu." Meng Qiao replied truthfully.

A playful smile suddenly appeared on the handsome face, the sexy thin lips were slightly hooked, and the black hair behind him was flying in the wind, and the handsome was not good.

"Don't wait!"

Lu Zhengyuan looked at this side expectantly, with a sneer in his eyes, it seems that this Wei Ling is really a fake waste, and the one who is really capable is King Rong.

"What if I invite you?"

Meng Qiao bit his lip, his palms sweating.

"This king can think about it."

"Consider? Do you have any other conditions, lord? ”

When has he ever suffered a loss?

Meng Qiao's eyebrows were furrowed, no matter if he was too late, he would be seen as a joke by Lu Zhengyuan, regardless of whether he was really stupid or fake, it was seen that Wei Ling and the two of them were not in harmony, which did not seem to be good for Wei State.

The rival in love was very red when he met, and he was kind not to talk to him.

Ouyang Rong hooked his lips and smiled, moved by her little cleverness.

"It's okay to play, you have to accompany this king for his birthday tonight."

When the man's voice fell, Meng Qiao hesitated slightly, and quickly nodded.

"Good!"

Meng Qiao immediately ordered someone to prepare the guqin, and the palace people did not dare to slack off, so they immediately prepared the guqin.

"Don't forget what you said, I'm going to accompany this king tonight."

The man came over and enveloped the delicate man with a masculine and domineering spirit, Meng Qiao shrunk his neck and nodded reluctantly.

The sound of the piano flowing slowly, the man sat in the bow of the boat, his clothes fluttering, his delicate facial features were like a knife, and his slender and well-proportioned fingers fluctuated, as if he was dispatching troops and commanding thousands of horses!

The thin fabric clings to the body with the wind, and the tight texture looms, making the mouth dry and imaginative.

The woman on the painting boat watched infatuatedly, and if it weren't for the presence of so many people, she couldn't help but scream excitedly.

It was said that he was proficient in music and rhythm, but he had never heard of it, Wei Yun stared at him directly, and the grievances of three years ago dissipated in an instant.

"Meng Xiang, it's not a way to talk like this, find someone to pretend to be a lotus fairy and deal with it."

Wei Ling glanced at this side, Meng Qiao nodded, and immediately walked over.

I didn't expect him to come up with such a bad idea, saying that it was a bad idea, but he could still give it a try!

"Good!"

Meng Qiao answered, turned around and went to the Ministry of Rites Shangshu to whisper a few words, Lord Shangshu nodded, frightened into a cold sweat.

It didn't take long for him to return, his face full of panic.

Meng Qiao chuckled in his heart, and suddenly felt that it was not a good thing.

"Xiangye, it's not good!"

"What's wrong?"

"There is no one in the whole dancing girl who can play it, this lake is very deep, and no one knows the legendary light skills, the time is too short, it is too late to do tricks and feet under the lake!"

Before the words were finished, a white figure swooped out, and the Ministry of Rites Shangshu rubbed his temples that were throbbing suddenly, he had done his best, he had tried his best, racking his brains for this palace banquet, this was really no choice, even if the emperor was angry, there was no way.

The corners of Ouyang Rong's lips pursed slightly, and the crisp look of someone's promise appeared in his mind, and a sense of satisfaction hit him in his heart.

More than once, the man used his peripheral vision to search for the white figure, but he never found anything.

Did you run away?

Just when Ouyang Rong was wondering in his heart, the lotus leaves in the middle of the lake in the distance trembled one after another, and a pink figure jumped into his eyes, and he vaguely saw a slender young beauty slowly getting up from the lotus leaf, and the delicate and tender person stretched his waist lazily, as if he had just woken up!

"It's the Lotus Fairy!"

Lu Zhengyuan shouted excitedly, his eyes were straight!

This Wei Ling is really a lot of ghosts, how did he do it in a short period of time?

originally thought that Wei Yun was already a beauty among the beauties in Great Wei, but when he saw this woman in the lake, he felt that he had lived in vain before.

Although it is not very real, the kind of unearthly charm and slender figure have long hooked the souls of all the men on the painting boat.

Meng Qiao has never worn makeup, and after putting on makeup, it is difficult for people to recognize him so quickly.

The pink dress fluttered in the breeze, and the women's body swayed, dancing gently with the music, and the lotus root arm was raised, revealing the skin of the snow.

The thin waist of the willow that is not in the grip is the most seductive, Lu Zhengyuan swallowed his saliva, and imagined various pictures in his mind.

Ouyang Rong's eyebrows were furrowed, his deep pool-like eyes seemed to be swirling, and he wanted to snatch the people in the lake over, and after a short period of amazement and obsession, his handsome face was as cold as an iceberg!

The beauty in the lake suddenly turned around, and the dress on her body actually changed color, and the pink dress turned white, which was absolutely beautiful!

Many people on the painting boat knelt down, for fear of blaspheming this mortal fairy.

Just as the music was about to end, a big wave suddenly broke out in the lake, and the lotus fairy rode away in the wind and disappeared in the blink of an eye!

"Fairy, fairy!"

Lu Zhengyuan leaned over and shouted two sentences, and the lake quickly returned to calm, and there was no lotus fairy at all.

At the end of the song, Ouyang Rong stood up and shuttled into the crowd, and Wei Yun muttered as he stared at his departing back.

"Mama, do you think that the lotus fairy just now looks like a person."

Wei Yun reminisced about the situation just now, and always felt that something was wrong.

"The slave and maid are old, and they can't really see it. But the fairy is tall and out of the world, and the immortal is different! ”

The old lady was very excited, and mentioned that the lotus fairy's eyes lit up.

Wei Yun nodded, why did she think that figure was familiar, very similar to the goblin surnamed Meng.

But when I think about it, I feel that something is wrong, the lotus fairy is lying on the lotus leaf when it first appears, who can do this?

I heard that Meng Qiao was back, but he didn't remember anything when he fell, and Ouyang Rong didn't bring her over this time, it seems that he was thinking too much.

"No wonder Great Wei is thriving, it turns out that there are gods to help!"

Wei Ling just smiled, not to say it was more mysterious than to say.

"Go and find out what's at the bottom of this lake."

While the people on the painting boat were talking about the lotus fairy, Lu Zhengyuan glanced at his subordinates.

The subordinate nodded, and took advantage of the chaos to leave the painting boat.

"Prime Minister Meng, where did you go?"

Meng Qiao had just changed his clothes and was about to go to the painting boat, when his sturdy and tall figure suddenly stood in front of him!

The big watery eyes flickered twice, a gust of wind blew, and the white jade fingers tugged at the placket.

"The palace banquet is still going on, where is Lord Rong going?"

"The king thought someone had run away."

Ouyang Rong pursed his lips and smiled, Meng Qiao chuckled in his heart, he didn't know if the matter was satisfactory or not, this guy came to rob first.

"If you say a word, it's hard to chase a horse, and I won't break my word."

Meng Qiao tried to bypass him and go back, but the man didn't give up, and she almost hit his tight chest.

With his white cheeks flushing, Meng Qiao turned his face away and didn't look at him.

"It's a pity that Prime Minister Meng Cheng wasn't here just now."

"Why did Lord Rong say this?"

Meng Qiao pursed his lips and tried to look natural and calm as much as possible.

"I really saw the lotus fairy, dancing gracefully, seducing the soul."

The man looked intoxicated, Meng Qiao bit his lip, he never knew that he was so bad, where did he think of it?

"Did the prince see the appearance of the fairy?"

A gust of wind blew, blowing the two people's clothes fluttering, as if they had come out of the picture scroll.

"Nope."

The man's face became serious, and he stared at her directly.

Meng Qiao turned around and found that the palace banquet had dispersed.

"Prime Minister Meng Cheng will go with this king, right?"

The thin lips stretched out a wicked smile, and Meng Qiao suddenly felt a chill down his spine, shrunk his neck, and took two steps back.

Before she could say no, her arm suddenly tightened, and the man next to her pulled her to fly up, and swept from the high wall of the palace to the outside of the palace.

"Lord Rong, today is your birthday, why am I embarrassed to destroy your solitude with the princess?"

Meng Qiao bit her lip and looked around, she had never been here at all.

This guy didn't have any good intentions at all, if he really recognized her, why didn't he find out, and kiss me and me with that impostor?

In this way, is he really as male and female as the legend goes? Sweat dripping!

"Since this king has decided, he is not afraid of disturbing, who just said that it is difficult to chase the horse, is it impossible for Meng Xiang to regret it?"

Meng Qiao shook his head, in a dilemma.

"I haven't said hello to the emperor yet."

The big watery eyes rolled and he thought carefully.

"This king has long ordered people to wait on the shore, and the emperor will know as soon as he goes ashore."

The jade-like face was full of sadness, and Meng Qiao's feet seemed to have roots, and he was stunned and dragged away.

In the palace of King Rong, it is also brightly lit.

The three gilded characters of King Rong's Mansion were extremely dazzling, and Meng Qiao looked up and looked at it, and his heart swelled with infinite emotion.

The last time I came to the door and this time I was deadpulled by him, how did it feel so different! It's a feeling of being caught through and caught!

"Hurry up and prepare the food!"

"Yes!"

The guards answered and immediately went about it.

"Lord Wang, why don't you have a maid in your house?"

The man pursed his lips and smiled, and poured her a cup of tea with his own hands.

After this toss, I was really thirsty, my ruddy little mouth squirmed a few times, holding the teacup to look at the water to quench my thirst, but I didn't dare to drink it.

"This king doesn't like women to serve, three years ago, after the disappearance of this king's concubine, some were dismissed, and now the rest are going to serve her."

As soon as Ouyang Rong's words fell, a rush of footsteps suddenly came, and before he could react, the woman had already wrapped her arms around his neck from behind.

"Lord Wang, you're finally back, I miss you."

The woman's red lips opened slightly, and she was about to kiss the handsome cheek.

"There's a distinguished guest in the house, go down!"

Ouyang Rong's eyebrows furrowed, and he grabbed her arm with one hand.

The woman's aggrieved flat mouth secretly glanced at Meng Qiao, and left reluctantly with the maid.

"When I saw Princess Rong, I remembered that I forgot one thing, my wife and children are still waiting for me to go back at the house, say goodbye!"

Seeing that the two of them were tired of being like that, his heart was suffocated, and his big watery eyes were a little foggy, Meng Qiao put the teacup on the table heavily, got up and was about to leave!

"Prime Minister Meng, why are you upset?"

The man's face was serious, and his deep pool-like eyes were surging with endless vicissitudes.

"I'm not unhappy, but when I see the affection and love of Prince Rong and the princess, I can't help but think of my wife who is waiting hard at home, I won't break my promise, but there is something really going on today."

Meng Qiao's face was serious, undoubted, and after saying this, he flew away from the palace.

The man looked at the departing back for a long time, Xue Qian stepped forward and whispered a few words in his ear, Ouyang Rong nodded and looked at his princess's room.

Meng Qiao quickly returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion, and before he knew it, his face was full of tears.

"Why is Meng Xiang crying?"

Hearing this familiar voice, Meng Qiao chuckled in his heart!

"Emperor, Emperor! What are you doing here? ”

Meng Qiao turned his back and wiped his tears with his sleeves, and his heart was up and down.

Wei Ling stood at the door in casual clothes, frowning, staring at her back.

"I saw you leave halfway, I really wondered, did something happen?"

Meng Qiao stabilized his emotions and shook his head.

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The next time we really drink together, it's when Er Qiao and Wang Ye recognize each other, hahaha