Glass after glass of sweet wine, two blushes appeared on Miao Zhi's pink face, her misty eyes fluttered, her small mouth pecked the edge of the wine glass again, and she grabbed Shen Yuqian and asked him to teach him to draw boxing.

Shen Yuqian's face was embarrassed, he wouldn't know how to draw a fist at all, okay? is still the distant prince who often comes and goes in Fengyue places to help him solve his urgent needs.

The huge round table is divided into two fronts, on one side is Yuan Hongxuan, Shen Yuqian and full of slow tasting, and on the other side is the game of Bei Yiyuan and Miao Zhi's boxing.

The last time I sent wine was not the first two times to help the little girl who came in, but it was replaced by the bend when she greeted the door. She was only surprised for a moment by the figure of the distant prince making a fist, then put down the wine jug in her hand, and still swayed away.

The woman's amount of alcohol was shallow, and the two of them only turned two rounds of fists, and Miao Zhi was already drunk on the table, and the sound of shallow breathing was even.

Zhen Yuqian shook his head, put a cloak on Miao Zhi, and started talking with the other four.

As the night grew darker, a crescent moon hung on the dark sky, and the few people finally ended their chat. Shen Yuqian took Miaozhi to say goodbye in advance and went back, full and a little drunk, and was carried back to the room by the little girl to rest early.

Yuan Hongxuan played with the empty wine glass in his hand, although he had a good chat today and enjoyed drinking the wine, but his black eyes were always clear.

He picked up the wine jug and wanted to fill it again, but Bei Yiyuan covered the mouth of the glass, "You are not in good health, it is better to drink less." ”

Bei Yiyuan rubbed his jaw meaningfully, and his eyes were firmly locked on Yuan Hongxuan, "You, Heyuqian's little sister, aren't you?" His slender peach blossom eyes hooked and hooked, as if he wanted to intoxicate the man in front of him, and pout the words in his heart to him.

"This little sister of Brother Yuqian is indeed a good girl, not only has the demeanor of everyone's ladies, but also has the atmosphere that those celebrities and ladies do not have, she can be described as a heroine among women!" He was messing around in front of his friends, and he had a sense of not amusing the ice sculpture man in front of him and not giving up.

"How about it, Hongxuan, if you really don't care about my friend's matchmaking, then I, who is the prince, don't mind going to my father's to ask for a marriage contract."

"Oh? Don't you dare! Yuan Hongxuan's already cold face became even colder, and even the temperature in the room seemed to have dropped a lot.

"Yo Yo Yo, are you really angry?" Bei Yiyuan wrapped his arms around him and kept rubbing up and down, as if he wanted to brush off the goosebumps that had frozen out.

"Looking at Miss Miaozhi's abnormal appearance today, it seems that there is something worrying about these days?" In fact, he really hoped that his friend would find his confidante, after so many years of getting along, Bei Yiyuan watched Yuan Hongxuan come to a strange place alone, and was bullied and tortured.

"yes, I know." He knows, but what can he do, superficially help himself, but how can he soothe the gap in his heart.

He took a deep breath, and as soon as he talked about that pretty and agile girl, his heart would involuntarily crumple and pull slowly, as if every nerve was in a state of excitement all the time.

Yuan Hongxuan persuaded himself to relax, and then changed the conversation, "Why are you so leisurely in the past few days, and the Lan family has stopped?" ”

Bei Yiyuan was slightly stunned by this question, and then shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and spread his hands, "Yes, my father ordered me not to search for evidence of the Lan family's crimes, I, ah, am also idle now, and there is a lot of time." ”

His slender fingers grabbed the air in front of Yuan Hongxuan, giving full play to the appearance of a gentleman.

Yuan Hongxuan didn't pay attention to his indifferent look at all, and opened his mouth to reveal his old bottom, "I'm afraid your father is also suspicious of you!" ”

His words hit the nail on the head, and Bei Yiyuan's eyes immediately dimmed, and finally put down his shoulders in a gloomy manner, and the appearance just now was gone.

"Nothing can be hidden from your eyes." Bei Yiyuan smiled bitterly, "My father has indeed taken back all my rights, and I have really become a veritable idle prince now." He sneered again, "Now, what's the difference between me and the grounded Bei Yiyu." ”

Yuan Hongxuan looked at his friend with a bitter face, and could only calm down and comfort him. "Emperors have been suspicious since ancient times, and your father is certainly no exception. Although you Beixin are the most powerful among several countries, after more than ten years of changes, you don't know the true strength of other countries. ”

He paused, and then said: "What's more, more than ten years ago, he released all his rights, not just to protect Beixin. Now that the two of you have held the rights in their hands for long enough, how can he have a reason not to take it back? ”

"Yes, the meritorious master, not only their Lan family, but also our Liang family?" Bei Yiyuan sighed, he had to mock people's hearts as cold as ice, and human feelings as light as water! In the face of power, a qiē seems so insignificant, and it can be given up and sacrificed lightly.

"One day, will you not be indifferent to the supreme position on your seat?" Yuan Hongxuan asked calmly, but it made countless black holes explode in Bei Yiyuan's heart. He looked at his friend's dark eyes and jumped on his eyebrows, and finally lost in such a look.

Since ancient times, the pinnacle of power has been the loneliest and lonely place, although holding the power of life and death of others, but it is powerless to ferry its own fate, and always be wary of the prying eyes of others. Just ask, how can he do better than his father?

Bei Yiyuan sighed, although Yuan Hongxuan's way of comforting made him angry, but this was also the best way. He patted Yuan Hongxuan's shoulder fiercely and pulled out a smile at him.

"Thank you, brother."

The conversation that looked at each other and was heavy finally came to an end.

The dark night was like a bloody mouth, as if it was about to swallow a qiē into the stomach. The night, quietly, seemed to tell the people that it was time to go home and sleep peacefully.

Just when Bei Yiyuan said that he should go back, a drunken voice suddenly came from next door.

"The situation in the court is so tense, it's really difficult to sandwich us petty officials who have neither strength nor foundation in the middle." The man belched loudly.

The ears of the two people here suddenly turned up, and they had already walked to the door, but they turned back and sat quietly and listened.

"Be quiet, beware of the ears on the wall." The other reminded urgently, his voice low.

"What can be heard by an ear or heard?" The man seemed to have really drunk too much, and his tongue was a little knotted as he spoke.

"Alas," another person sighed faintly, "Lao Chen, let him say it, he is aggrieved enough." After such a fuss from those envoys, the emperor didn't know why, and suddenly changed his temperament, although he was also very sharp in the past, but this time he was resolute, and even the people of the two families of Lan and Liang have rectified a lot. ”

Bei Yiyuan heard the words of the Liang family, frowned slightly, got up and walked to the wall of the two wings, wanting to listen more carefully.