Chapter 057: Saber Rattling 1
Gong Mingye frowned, her heart flashed with vigilance, thinking that she would never talk about the three of them for no reason, she must be calculating something, and at this moment, a gust of wind blew from nowhere, rolling up a wisp of fragrance, jumping into his nose and making his heart flutter.
But he came back to his senses in a flash.
He has always been pure-hearted and has excellent self-control, and he has always touched women occasionally because his body needs to be soothed, so even if the elegant and refreshing fragrance just now makes his spleen and lungs feel comfortable and happy, he immediately suppressed that inexplicable yearning.
Even he didn't notice it, and when he came back to his senses, his nose moved subconsciously, and he searched for the breath just now, but the faint fragrance had disappeared without a trace.
When he raised his eyes, he bumped into Yun Jinghua's calm and comfortable expression, his eyes unconsciously narrowed slightly, and the ghostly light lingered in his eyes.
Yun Jinghua noticed his gaze, but turned a deaf ear to it, and smiled: "Think about it carefully, in fact...... It is also a good thing that the three sons know His Royal Highness the Prince, if they do, maybe they will also know the Prime Minister and Mo Shizi, Mulan can ask you to introduce him, Mulan admires the most in this life, is the wise. ”
As soon as she finished speaking, Gong Yingye's pupils shrank, and a coldness crossed her eyes, and she sneered mercilessly: "Introduction? What about after the introduction? Do you think that you can capture any of them by your appearance? After they become your ministers, you will have the opportunity to become a concubine of a high-ranking house, and from then on, you will climb the dragon and the phoenix step by step? ”
"Zheng" sound!
The air pressure in the field suddenly decreased, as if the strings of a good instrument were suddenly tightened and straightened.
Yun Jinghua's heart was cold, and the eyes that were still smiling just now suddenly sank, and the light in his eyes shot coldly towards the palace night, and the anger in his eyes was undisguised.
The anger in her heart was rolling, like a river with ice floe in the cold winter season, the waves were turbulent, and oozing with cold, a pair of delicate hands like jade, because of the anger in her heart swelled and clenched hard, you can see the blue blood.
But in an instant, the anger in her heart subsided, the anger in her eyes dissipated strangely, the corners of her lips turned up slightly, and she smiled faintly, and the whole person was like a frozen sculpture suddenly melting, dyed with a warm spring.
Mo Ziqian was extremely nervous, his heart was pounding, this was the first time in his life that he was so nervous, or worried.
The eyebrows were tightly twisted, and his eyes were staring at Gong Mingye and Yun Jinghua in a complicated way, and his heart was held high, as if it was hanging in the air, and the palms that he clenched hard at some point were already sweaty.
Looking at Yun Jinghua's little face full of anger and his eyes full of anger, he was very afraid, afraid that Yun Jinghua would be too angry and make some outrageous moves, after all, she was facing His Royal Highness the Prince, who was powerful and powerful above ten thousand people in the dynasty, not a figure she could afford to provoke.
Seeing that Yun Jinghua suddenly laughed, the anger on his face suddenly disappeared, and his hanging heart did not fall into place, but raised it higher, he always felt that the smile was too beautiful, too beautiful to be real, as if something would happen.
As it turned out, it was exactly what he had in mind.
Yun Jinghua smiled, Lianbu moved to the table lightly, picked up the wine jug on the table, and said with a light smile: "The eldest son is wrong, Mulan doesn't have that idea, but this can't be blamed on the eldest son, after all, the eldest son and Mulan first met and didn't know Mulan." ”
Then he turned around and came to Zhuge Wuwei as if nothing had happened, leaning over to pour wine for him.