Chapter 7: Where to Put Thousands of Thoughts (1)

For a long time, everyone was silent.

"A good sentence of wine is not drunk, everyone is drunk~~~" A loud laugh broke the silence at this moment.

I saw Shangguan Yi holding the glass luminous cup on the table and looking at the red, he was a little distracted, and said faintly: "The princess's subtle words seem to be hidden mysteries" The sentence broke the meaning of the words, or the intoxicating drunken words

Feeling a pair of beautiful eyes lingering on him, around, Shangguan Yi smiled indifferently, knowing that she was looking at the intoxicating night scene, but wishful thinking that what she saw in her eyes was him, only him

A low laugh escaped: "Luo Jing is intoxicated with the fantastic scenery outside the pavilion, intoxicated with this glow-in-the-dark glass of grape wine, and intoxicated with the hazy beauty of this palace after nightfall, so much intoxication in the world, isn't it that sentence that wine is not intoxicating, how can everyone be drunk, how can the general be too worried, I am afraid that Luo Jing has abruptly surprised everyone's Yaxing." ”

Picking up the wine glass on the table, he smiled and said, "Luo Jing is not compensating you." ”

"Since everyone is drunk, whoever wakes up alone must be really painful" The exclamatory words overflowed from Feng Yeyu's mouth, raised his glass, and tasted it.

"You Fei Fish Anzhi Fish Fun" Lin Xiying groaned indifferently, her beautiful eyes glanced out of the pavilion, and her eyes had a hint of emptiness, which made people unable to see through.

"I don't know if the princess wants to be the one who wakes up alone, or the one who gets drunk with everyone" Shangguan Yi played with the jade fan in his hand, looking at Lin Xiying with a hint of amusement in the corner of his eyes, ignoring the existence of other people in the pavilion from the beginning.

"What should the general say about this?" his eyes narrowed slightly: "It's not like being alone and drunk together, you should be half-drunk and half-awake to taste its different flavors, isn't it" The woman smiled.

The lake outside the pavilion is sparkling, and only half a word is spoken in the pavilion.

I don't know how long it took for this so-called dinner party to disperse.

It seemed that it had rained enough for a day, and the night became a little quieter.

Luo Yuan

The woman had already faded from the pale green, changed into plain white, and sat quietly in front of the guqin.

The slender and clean fingers pulled the strings, and the melodious and tactful notes slowly unfolded, with a trace of injury and a trace of incomprehension

Hurt, why

I don't understand why

My thoughts are flying, and I can't even control my heart.

At the dinner, nothing was involved, but it was like a guessing puzzle, which made people scratch their heads.

The wind, suddenly. Bring a touch of coolness.

Lowered his eyes and smiled, letting his hair wrap around his forehead.

Is it really drunk when the night is intoxicating?

"Why is the sound so sad?" there was a hint of worry in the deep voice.

Love, love, why do you want to play such a sad tune

When the woman heard the voice, she raised her eyes lightly, and she was facing a pair of narrow phoenix eyes, and her dark eyes were full of distress.

"Why" A smile bloomed on the woman's beautiful face, as beautiful and moving as a peach blossom blooming, but there was a hint of poignancy: "Wang, what do you want to let the country do" What do you want her to do

The slender fingertips still flicked the strings, no longer looking at the comer.

Feng Yihan looked at the woman's cold face, and her heart seemed to be pierced by something, and she was suffocated in pain.

"Trust me, as long as you believe in me. "Yes, as long as you believe, as long as you believe, then I don't mind what others think of me, I only mind what you think of me

The sound of the piano came to an abrupt end.

"I believe that the king wants Luo Jing to believe that the king will destroy the country with his own hands, right?" his voice was raised, and his mood was a little unstable.

Why do you care?

She is Lin Xiying, not Nangong Luojing, but at this moment, the heart and pain are so real, this country, when did the people of this country start to want to protect it

It's messed up, it's all messed up