"Brother Wei, Your Majesty." Meng Qiao blurted out, and soon realized that something was wrong, shrunk his neck and lowered his head.

The guards and eunuchs stationed around knelt all over the ground, shouldn't the emperor drink with his ministers in the main hall?

"Brother Meng, I really didn't mean to hide it from you, I invited you here today to confess." Wei Ling looked ashamed.

"It's okay, it's okay, you have your problems." There was a sweet feeling in his soft voice, and Wei Ling's eyebrows bent, which felt like stepping on the clouds.

"No wonder we're good brothers, or you know me best."

Wei Ling was stunned by the guards and eunuchs around me as I listened!

"That's right, Your Majesty." Meng Qiao bit his lip and looked down at the box in his hand.

"Don't call me that, if I'm a friend, call me big brother." Meng Qiao was stopped before he finished speaking, Wei Ling's eyebrows were furrowed, and he didn't look very happy.

"Brother Wei, this is my gift to you."

With watery and beautiful eyes, Meng Qiao hesitated for a moment and handed over the box in his hand.

Wei Ling was overjoyed when he heard Brother Wei's three words, and the delicate voice melted in his heart and flowed slowly.

"What is this?" Wei Ling eagerly opened it, and a big pastry came into view.

"It's for you, and we'll eat it on our birthday."

In the past, she liked to bake some small pastries to eat at home, but the materials here were insufficient, and the birthday cake became a hair cake when she was made, and she was dripping with sweat!

"Well, it's delicious!"

Wei Ling didn't care much, reached out and pinched a piece and put it in his mouth, even saying that it was good.

Meng Qiao grinned and sat down on the steps, Wei Ling sat down next to her with the unformed cake in his hand, eating with relish, there were so many delicacies in the hall, but he still felt that this was the most delicious.

Maybe it's more likely!

"Brother Wei, you give me face too much, and I don't see you eat so much delicious food in it. Also, who said that you don't mess with flowers and grass, there are so many beautiful women around you! ”

Meng Qiao's words fell, and Wei Ling almost choked!

There are countless dancing girls in the hall, and they are dazzling to see, if she is a real man, she must be tempted!

"With such a background, I also have a lot of compulsions."

"I'm just kidding, how nice it is!"

Meng Qiao relaxed, his hands on his cheeks, and his broken hair fluttered in front of his white and tender little face with the breeze, like a big child.

"Brother Meng likes it here? Then stay with me. Wei Ling's eyes lit up, and he put down the pastry in his hand and stared at her.

"No, except for you, except for the mother in this palace, you are a eunuch, so I don't want to be a eunuch, I haven't married a daughter-in-law yet!"

"Hahaha, Brother Meng, you are really getting more and more interesting."

Wei Ling laughed out loud and suddenly stretched out his arms and wrapped his arms around her shoulders.

The sudden touch made Meng Qiao stunned!

"Brother Wei, there are so many people waiting for you inside, you can go back first."

Meng Qiao bit his lip and dodged it with a twist.

"Okay." Wei Ling withdrew his hand and reluctantly walked towards the main hall.

"Lord Wang, why did you come out?"

As soon as Wei Ling left, Meng Qiao was about to get up and almost hit a wall of flesh.

Such close contact made people blush and heartbeat, and Meng Qiao's cheeks flushed and lowered his eyes.

The man didn't say a word, bypassed her and walked out.

"Lord, Lord, you wait for me!"

The man was strong and tall, and his legs were also very long, and Meng Qiao ran as soon as he pulled his legs, panting and following behind.

Ouyang Rong strode towards the outside of the palace, and suddenly couldn't hear her footsteps as he walked.

"What's wrong with you?"

Looking back, the delicate body squatted on the ground, looking more and more pitiful.

Ouyang Rong chuckled in his heart, squatted down and picked up her chin.

"Lord Wang, don't be angry." The big watery eyes flickered, and the long eyelashes were like a small fan, and they really touched the tip of the heart.

The eyes are clear, where is the pain?

"This king is not angry."

"Lord Wang, then let's go slowly, if you leave quickly after eating, your stomach will be uncomfortable."

The tender little hand grabbed his sleeve, Ouyang Rong turned his face away, and his face, which was still like an iceberg just now, quietly melted.

Meng Qiao and the others quickly returned to the palace, although they ate a lot of delicious food in the palace, but they were very tired this day.

Meng Qiao sneaked to the stream and took a good bath, but when he passed by the garden pavilion, he heard someone there.

The man's bright eyes narrowed, as if he had seen her.

Meng Qiao pulled his head twice and trotted over.

"Lord Wang, why are you drinking here?"

The man's sturdy body leaned against the railing, and he carried the wine jar with a slender and well-proportioned hand.

Meng Qiao bit his lip, feeling that he was a little weird today.

"Today is also the king's birthday."

Ouyang Rong's hand moved, and he drank too quickly, and the wine had already spilled all over the placket.

The summer clothes are very thin, and they are more transparent when soaked with wine, and the man's strong and tight muscles are like a show, and the whole body exudes a strong aroma of wine.

"Huh?" Meng Qiao's eyes widened, and he couldn't help but exclaim.

"Lord Wang, you wait for me here, I'll be back soon!"

Meng Qiao ran away as soon as he said this, the man looked dazed, but he was really waiting for her to come back.

A fragrant breeze drifted by, and Ouyang Rong suddenly opened his bright eyes.

"Lord Wang, eat quickly!"

Meng Qiao gasped and mysteriously brought a tray.

A bowl of longevity noodles, a round pastry, is huge, and it seems to have a filling.

"That's what you did for Brother Wei?"

The man tasted everything and ate it bite after bite, as if he was tasting a rare delicacy in the world.

"No, he doesn't have stuffing." Meng Qiao sneered.

"Now it's time to sing and dance, do you want to watch singing and dancing, the little one will call someone for you."

She didn't know how a nobleman like them celebrated his birthday, but his birthday didn't seem to be known to others.

"Actually, this king still wants to see you play the piano, you will definitely dance, right?"

As he spoke, his gaze remained glued to hers.

"No, no, no." Meng Qiao shook his head like a rattle, didn't he dig a pit and jump in by himself? She just compared Wei Ling's to him.

"This king doesn't want other gifts for his birthday, he just wants to hear you play the piano and watch you dance."

Meng Qiao bit his lip, very entangled, Ouyang Rong closed his eyes, and the footsteps in his ears were extremely fast.

Just when he thought she was about to escape, he opened his eyes again, and a touch of emerald ** figure came into view!

It was getting late, and the piano was not easy to do, so Meng Qiao danced slowly with a quiet smile on his cheeks.

Ouyang Rong's heart was beating faster, and his watery face and bewitching figure were exactly the same as in the dream.

The man's Adam's apple rolled, and a brisk walk scurried out of the gazebo.

"Hmm, lord!"

He was menacing, and Meng Qiao stopped his movements curiously.

Before he could ask him, his waist suddenly tightened, his handsome and flawless face suddenly enlarged in front of him, his lips were close to each other, and his watery eyes suddenly widened!

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