Brother Shangguan likes people like her, who are sunny and enthusiastic, lively and cheerful, honest and kind, and straightforward, so he won't like this princess Mozhu who is pinching and holding things.

"Brother Shangguan." The county lord of Zhaoyang moved in the direction of Shangguan Yinling, and whispered his name, "Princess Mozhu's dance is so ugly, isn't it?" ”

"Zhaoyang, be cautious."

King Shi turned around and glanced at the county lord of Zhaoyang, and the county lord of Zhaoyang immediately sat down honestly.

It's a pity that this time it's a palace banquet, Uncle Wang is still around, she can't do what she wants, otherwise she will have to hug the table and squeeze to Brother Shangguan's side and sit with him.

Brother Shangguan's breezy and moon-like wonderful person, sitting beside him, she felt that she had sublimated, and then looked at the other people in their Taixue, one by one, shrunk behind and gnawed pig's trotters and ate chicken legs, eating a mouth full of oil, not stable at all, especially Duan Lang was the most exaggerated.

Where can she compare with her Shangguan brother.

The county lord of Zhaoyang pursed his mouth, lowered his head and drank a glass of wine silently.

Delicious.

The wine in this palace should be the sweetest in this beam, especially the queen is not good at drinking, and the wine in the banquet was deliberately replaced with Qinglu fruit wine, which tasted clear and sweet, and the wine taste was not heavy, as if she was drinking sweet juice.

The county lord of Zhaoyang felt very bored, so he drank two more glasses, and his face was a little red unconsciously.

"Zhaoyang, drink less alcohol." King Shi really couldn't see the appearance of the county lord of Zhaoyang holding a wine glass full of drinks, and couldn't help but remind.

"Got it, Uncle Wang." The county lord of Zhaoyang was already a little drunk, and seeing that Uncle Wang was not very happy, he put down the wine glass, and secretly picked it up again when he was not paying attention.

Duan Lang in the back row was the same as Lu Li, and this kind of wine was like drinking tea, and after drinking too much, Duan Lang was a little anxious, quietly withdrew from the banquet, and found a father-in-law to lead the way to the toilet.

At this time, the county lord of Zhaoyang had already raised his glass to the sky.

"Help the county lord to go for a walk and sober up."

Seeing this, King She, since he couldn't let her continue to stay at the banquet and destroy, he had to signal the maid who was kneeling behind her to take the county lord of Zhaoyang away from the table.

In the palace outside the banquet, Duan Lang, who had just finished dealing with personal affairs, was relaxed, and his father-in-law led him to the banquet step by step, and he saw that the flowers in the back garden were blooming very well, and he couldn't help but stay for a while.

"This father-in-law, I'm really a little depressed, why don't you let me wander around this imperial garden for a while, and after a while, when I breathe well, I will go back with my father-in-law."

"Duan Gongzi, don't go shopping." The father-in-law is also anxious, this is a palace banquet, most of the masters in the palace are there, and the rest of the harem is deserted, how can you let a person outside the palace wander around?

If this had been known to the higher-ups, he would have been punished.

"Duan Gongzi, Duan Gongzi ......"

The two of them chased one after the other, and they were tossing, when they saw two small figures coming from the direction of Jiying Palace, and when they got closer, it was the county lord of Zhaoyang and her maid.

The county lord of Zhaoyang had slightly red cheeks, she was drunk, and the cold wind blew on her face, bringing a burst of coolness, she shrunk her neck, and looked up, as if snowflakes were slowly falling.

"County Lord, it's snowing." The maid couldn't help but remind Zhaoyang County to open her hand to catch the snowflake, and the snowflake quickly turned into a drop of water in her palm.

"It's snowing." Unconsciously, most of the winter has passed, "Isn't it almost the New Year?" ”

"County Lord, there are still some days before the New Year." The maid couldn't help but remind, but looking at the demeanor of the county lord of Zhaoyang, she expected that she was delirious.

"It's a little cold."

The county lord of Zhaoyang wrapped his coat tightly, and his nose was slightly red from the cold.

"County lord, wait for the slave and maid for a while, and the slave and maid will go and get your cloak."

After speaking, the maid arranged the county lord of Zhaoyang to sit on a swing, and got the promise of the county lord that he would not go anywhere on the swing, and the maid ran to get the cloak with confidence.

Duan Lang looked at the county lord of Zhaoyang on the side, had a plan, and turned his head to the noisy justice.

"Father-in-law, have you seen it, that is the county lord of Zhaoyang, and he is my good friend in Taixue, I will go back with the county lord of Zhaoyang, you should rest assured."

"This ......" Although the father-in-law was reluctant, he didn't want to provoke the county lord of Zhaoyang.

If this Zhaoyang County Lord is not satisfied, his head will not be protected.

"County Lord!" Duan Lang pretended to be familiar and waved his hand at the county lord of Zhaoyang, but the county lord of Zhaoyang didn't see who it was, so he also waved his hand at him.

"Did you see that?" Duan Lang turned his head and looked at the father-in-law with concern, "Did you see that the county lord of Zhaoyang called me over?" ”

"I saw ......" The father-in-law looked at the figure of the county lord of Zhaoyang in the distance uncertainly, why did he feel so hanging?

However, it was expected that this prince would not dare to use the county lord of Zhaoyang to make jokes, so the father-in-law didn't think much about it.

"It's freezing this day, father-in-law go back and rest for a while, I'll go back to the table with the county lord of Zhaoyang."

Although my father-in-law was a little worried, he could only follow him, it was freezing and snowing, so it would be better for him to go back and rest earlier.

Seeing that the annoying father-in-law left, Duan Lang regained his freedom, he couldn't help but smile with satisfaction, and made a victory gesture towards the county lord of Zhaoyang, but if this was normal, she would definitely come over and beat him with a scolding attitude, but now there is no movement.

Duan Lang couldn't help but be a little suspicious, and walked over with his feet raised.

The county lord of Zhaoyang was leaning on the swing, her feet were swaying, her face was red like an apple that had just been ripe, her slightly fleshy face was pouting, her eyes were slightly closed, and her long eyelashes were covered, there was a kind of warmth and cuteness, Duan Lang searched his eyes in disbelief, and then he was sure that it was the county lord of Zhaoyang.

"County Lord?"

He shouted, but she didn't answer, and he reached out and poked her shoulder, and she opened her eyes in dissatisfaction.

"Duan Lang, believe it or not, I'll punch you......" She swung her punch, and the force on the swing was uneven, and the whole person fell forward.

Duan Lang's eyes were quick, he bent down and grabbed her shoulder, she raised her head suddenly, she was lying under his chest, her big grape-like eyes looked at him, her cheeks were slightly flushed, and she blushed in a daze.

This, this......

Duan Lang, you bastard, what are you thinking about!

Duan Lang took a step back and pushed away the county lord of Zhaoyang, she sat on the swing, looking at him with some puzzlement.

"You, you bastard, what are you doing pushing the county lord to do?"

Her face was slightly red, and she angrily stretched out her hand to point at him and scolded angrily, and her slightly pursed mouth was slightly red with some crystal crystals, which was particularly cute.

Duan Lang was stunned, turned his head and wanted to leave, but she grabbed the cloak.

"I'm cold, take off your cloak to me."

She was unreasonable.

"Leng, why don't you go back to the banquet?"