Dye Mo smiled and hugged Xiao Fengming, and said with a smile: "Fortunately, I'm here, otherwise wouldn't it be a loss of face for you?"

Dye Mo said and looked at the goatee meaningfully.

The goatee (the emperor's uncle who dyed the ink) looked at this scene, and his whole face turned red, as if he was a little ashamed, and as if he was afraid.

He was in awe of dyed ink, but he still didn't want to lose face as an elder.

Dye Mo smiled at his imperial uncle, and said mercilessly: "When you were in the first emperor's place, you were extremely unfavorable, the first emperor taught you to always lose your temper after drinking, and you were chaotic, and now it seems that the first emperor is really wise, you are really a vulgar person who messes around when you get drunk." ”

The old man said stubbornly: "I am your imperial uncle! I am also the emperor's imperial uncle!

Zhen Xi saw that the imperial uncle who dyed ink had no steps to go down, and dyed ink gradually lost his patience, and it seemed that he was going to drag his imperial uncle out and behead him in the next second.

In fact...... The emperor's uncle who dyed the ink was just trying to speak quickly......

Zhen Xi thought silently for a while, and then said with a smile: "Uncle Huang used to be so heroic when he was drunk, so it seems that I misunderstood." ”

As soon as Zhen Xi said this, everyone at the banquet looked at her again.

Zhen Xi didn't know why every time he spoke, he wanted to give a wonderful speech, so that the people around him stared at him.

Zhen Xi coughed a little uncomfortably, and said: "You don't have to be too surprised, it's just a misunderstanding, I just thought that the imperial uncle was deliberately making things difficult for me, but I didn't think it was drunk nonsense, everyone don't take it seriously." ”

The imperial uncle who dyed the ink saw that Zhen Xi was under the steps for him, and began to climb the pole without saying a word.

"Hmph, that's how I am, what can you do with me?" really......" Uncle Ehuang, who dyed the ink, muttered and sat down.

Feng Ming also said very obediently: "Sister Zhen Xi is really generous, the imperial uncle's imperial uncle is also heroic and abnormal, it is my blessing to be able to invite you today." ”

Although Feng Ming said this, few people still noticed him.

Dye Mo looked at Zhen Xi and smiled gently: "Madam, when did you become so virtuous?"

"I've always been virtuous, okay?" Zhen Xi said poorly, and then handed the wine glass in his hand to Dye Mo: "When you weren't there, I helped you drink your toasts, and now that you're back, you have to drink it yourself." ”

Feng Ming nodded on the side like pounding garlic, and said, "Yes, yes, Sister Zhen Xi was drunk just now, and she wants to go out to sober up." ”

When Dyed Mo heard this, he showed a wicked smile and said, "Yes, and my princess's way of sobering up is very special. ”

Can you not have a minute without me!

Dye Mo smiled softly, and then stroked Zhen Xi's lips with his fingers: "Stupid, you don't like to drink, you can refuse directly, I said...... You and I are on an equal footing. ”

"Oh, the relationship between the prince and the princess is really good, in my opinion, no matter what family the prince marries, it is a first-class good for the princess. ”

"Yes, yes, the princess has a big heart, but she is the most worthy of the prince. ”

The people around him flattered one after another, and Zhen Xi was also secretly happy when he sat in his place.

The dyed ink was on Zhen Xi's left-hand side, not far away, holding the wine glass indifferently, within reach......

The word happiness, Zhen Xi is really tired of saying it.

But after thinking about it, if this "beautiful talk" in today's banquet spreads and reaches Qin Miao's ears, wouldn't it be that the previous efforts will be in vain.

Dye Mo said that there were still two pairs of medicines missing, but Zhen Xi felt that his body was almost better, and the two pairs of medicines that might be missing were not tight.

"What are you thinking?" When Zhen Xi came back to his senses, Dye Mo was staring at her, a face very close.

Zhen Xi was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "I'm thinking...... What you have done here, how will you explain it to your concubine when you go back? ”

"Poof...... Explain?" Dye Mo touched Zhen Xi's forehead with his hand and said, "Madam, you don't have a fever, she is my concubine, and she is not suitable for showing her head on any occasion, she can't see these royal relatives at all." ”

Zhen Xi was silent for a while and asked, "You...... You married her because of ...... Because of me?"

"Naturally. Dye Mo replied without thinking: "In this world, the woman I want to marry is only you." ”

"I'm glad you say that, but I'm more ...... Qin Miao is really a little sad. Zhen Xi doesn't know where to get a compassionate mind.

But that's true, originally Qin Miao designed so much, all in order to make himself give up dyeing ink.

As for the explanation of dyeing ink, everything Qin Miao had done before seemed to have come to naught......

She didn't do anything wrong, she just ......

But then again, is Qin Miao really still the heroine?

Anyway, judging from Zhen Xi's experience over the years, if Qin Miao is really the heroine, this may be a peerless sadomasochism.

"Tsk, Zhen Xi, you look at me. Dye Mo crossed Zhen Xi's face and said, "I don't allow you to pity her, you know?"

"I ...... I think everything is messy and unreal......"

Indeed, there are a little too many bugs in this book.

The two talked in a low voice, and it wasn't long before some plainly dressed dancers walked in again, waving their water sleeves and dancing the finale of the drunken lute.

The banquet ended in a peaceful song and dance, and the melody of the drunken pipa lingered in Zhen Xi's ears for a long time.

Out of the banquet hall, Zhen Xi and Dye Mo had to separate, and Zhen Xi still went out from Yuhua.

In the carriage, Zhen Xi couldn't help but smirk.

Kill Wuxian asked, "Master, are you so happy to see that guy who dyes ink?"

"You may not understand. Zhen Xi chuckled lightly and said, "This is the ...... The feeling of loving someone, when they are around, will feel joyful. ”

"I don't understand your love and love, but ...... Master, you have to be careful, don't be deceived by that dog king again. Killing Wu Wu looked at Zhen Xi worriedly.

Zhen Xi lowered his head and said, "I don't care, anyway, in this world, what I lose is just my own feelings." ”

A woman, no matter how big she is on the surface, she is delicate and sensitive deep down, and feelings are really easy for a girl to fall.

Kill Wuxian subconsciously rolled his eyes, he seemed to be very distrustful of dyed ink.

"Once there is a second time, master, you are not a child anymore, you are the main palace of the palace, you can't keep an eye on yourself, you have to learn to 'suppress' the concubines in the mansion!"