Qingye was thinking that Zhuge Wuwei would not take that glass of wine, even if Emperor Xiaotian personally toasted, Zhuge Wuwei might not be able to sell face, but unexpectedly, a hand that he was familiar with suddenly raised, passed through his field of vision, and held it in the air.

He was stunned for a moment, and the next moment he was stunned, staring at that hand in disbelief, expecting it to be someone else's hand, but he confirmed many times that that hand was not someone else's, it was the master of his family's cold but arrogant, and even Emperor Xiaotian didn't put it in his eyes.

He opened his mouth and wanted to say, "Master, are you crazy, that woman wanted to kill you mercilessly last time", but when his words came to his mouth, his tongue was already wriggling, and he was about to blurt it out, but the man's cold voice was like a basin of cold water poured down from his head, waking him up and pouring him cold.

"Aoba, why are you still stunned? Do you want Ben Gongzi to stand up and get that glass of wine himself? Zhuge Wuwei stretched out his hand, his eyes looked directly at Yun Jinghua's eyes, and he didn't even look at Aoba.

With a chill in his heart, Qingye suddenly came back to his senses, stepped forward with a bad face, and took the wine in Yun Jinghua's hand.

When he took the wine, he saw Yun Jinghua hooking his lips and smiling at him, the smile seemed to have a deep meaning, his throat tightened, and a little anger suddenly appeared in his heart, but he had to hold back.

On purpose, she must have done it on purpose! I want to humiliate my master! The master must be fascinated by her beauty, so he will follow her wishes, otherwise with the master's shrewdness, how can he not see her ghost tricks?

Suppressing the anger in his heart, Aoba respectfully handed the wine to Zhuge Wuwei's hand, watched him drink the glass of wine, then took the wine glass back, put it back on the table, and then stepped aside, looking at Yun Jinghua with indignant eyes.

The glass of wine was just a temptation, a test of Zhuge Wuwei's position, and Yun Jinghua didn't expect him to let people take and drink the wine.

Although she didn't understand why Zhuge Wuwei would give her this face, she knew in her heart that this probably showed that he would not say anything about that day in Peach Blossom Mountain, and next, she might be able to breathe a sigh of relief for Mu Wanqing, if ...... That person is really the palace night......

Mo Ziqian was surprised in his heart, he didn't expect Zhuge Wuwei to drink the wine toasted by a woman in a green building.

No one in the court knows that Prime Minister Zhuge is arbitrary and casual, even the emperor's account is often not bought, and the emperor cherishes his talent in the belly, and acquiesces to his arrogance.

Gong Mingye glanced at Zhuge Wuwei lightly, and then glanced at Yun Jinghua, a fold twisted slightly between his eyebrows, but it dissipated without a trace in an instant, as if it had never appeared.

Yun Jinghua turned around with a smile and filled the wine glasses of the three of them again, but this time, she picked up the glass of wine prepared for herself before the three of them, and said: "Mulan is new to the city, she is not familiar with the rules of Yunshang Pavilion, and she doesn't know how to serve people. ”

As he spoke, he held the bottom of the cup in his left hand, and said: "This cup of wine is for Mulan to respect the three sons, thank the three sons for giving Mulan face today, Mulan will do it first, you are free." ”

After the words fell, the wine glass was handed to the lips, the white and smooth glass body and the lip line were intimately fitted, and the transparent wine slowly sucked into the two lip flaps with magnificent colors, and the already seductive movements were more charming under her deliberate actions, and the men who were lucky enough to see this picture sitting nearby had their throats sliding unconsciously, and they suddenly felt their mouths dry.