Originally, there was still a slight sound of discussion, and the hall became silent in an instant, and everyone looked at Mu Shenxiao in shock.

The light wind on Mo Yiran's face gradually faded, and was replaced by a frosty and cold meaning, and his eyes were like blades cutting wantonly on Mu Shenxiao's face.

Even Prince Mu Chengcang's face sank quietly: "Lord Qin, my father had an order back then, and no one can mention this matter......

"It's because he is disrespectful first, and this king is the last......" Mu Shenxiao's eyes did not have the slightest intention of backing down, but continued to look at Mo Yiran aggressively: "It's he who has been aggressive." ”

Mo Yiran suddenly took a deep breath, and suddenly turned around and walked away with a gloomy look in his eyes: "Prince, Weichen is unwell, and he is currently retiring ......"

As he spoke, he didn't wait for Mu Chengcang to say anything, and the person was already in a hurry like a meteor.

Mu Shenxiao's cold words continued to echo behind him unrelentingly: "Look at him, he is still so arrogant...... With such an attitude, where is there any humility......"

"Lord Qin...... Zhen Wang Mu Chenrui suddenly said in a deep voice: "Zuo Xiang has left...... Ninth brother, let's say a few words......"

"This matter is not the first thing that this king started...... Mu Shenxiao's face suddenly turned cold, and he looked at Mu Chenrui very unhappily: "It was he who started the incident first, and he pressed this king step by step, and this king was just really angry but fought back......"

His gaze suddenly fell on Mu Chengcang's body, and his expression was very unhappy: "This king's body is also very unhappy, so he retired first......"

said, regardless of whether the prince spoke or not, he even threw away his sleeves angrily.

Everyone's eyes were incredulous as they watched his back disappear into the hall, and for a moment, they found it in a trance.

Today's Qin Wang Ye turned out to be like a man who did a man's arrogant thing.

He was not afraid of offending the prince, so he left wantonly regardless of it.

……

Under the bright moonlight, the small bridge and flowing water are more and more clear and transparent, and the sound of gurgling water is more and more peaceful and tranquil under the quiet night.

Mo Yiran sat quietly between the small bridges, looking at the endless stream under his feet and said nothing, but the gloomy sadness in his eyes was unconcealed in the stream.

There was the sound of heavy footsteps behind him, and it was obvious that someone was alerting him that someone was approaching.

A small wine jar was silently handed to him, and the corners of Mo Yiran's lips blocked a light smile and took it casually.

"I knew you were going to come here to find me......"

Turning his head to gaze, his eyes fell on the silver mask behind him: "I just didn't expect you to be so stingy, and the treat was just to invite this small jar of wine......"

"This is not a treat...... It is to make amends for the words that I have spoken in the palace of Qiankun today that hurt you......"

Mo Yiran's eyes suddenly sank slightly, and he gloomily opened the mud seal, and drank a sip of wine with his head held high.

"The daytime event is a scene that we have set to do...... Why do you want to apologize instead? He leisurely raised the wine jar in his hand and stretched out against the moonlight: "Tonight, we only drink ...... wine."