Mu Ling looked down at her, and supported the wall with her right hand to control her within her own range, "What's wrong with Miss Yan, how did you treat me last night, did you forget?" ”

Last night, Qing Ning thought about it for a while, and then realized that she had mistaken him for the stupid things that Ah Yu had done last night. If that's the case, is her personal safety still guaranteed?

Looking at the remorse on her face, Mu Ling smiled in her eyes and said, "But don't worry, I'm very upright."

Qing Ning breathed a sigh of relief and was about to "escape" from the other side, but he was grabbed by his waist with the other hand, and all of a sudden, he actually returned to his arms.

"Won't you stay for a meal?"

"No ......" Qing Ning was about to refuse, but she obviously felt that the hand was clasping the soft numb point on her waist, and with another force, she fell directly.

"His Royal Highness's kindness, but it is difficult to be gracious" After all, you can live a long time if you can bend and stretch.

Mu Ling smiled, let go of her, and made a gesture of invitation to her, leading her towards the dining room......

"Today's dish is good" Mu Ling sat on the master's seat and sighed to Qing Ning opposite.

"Yes, what His Highness said is" Qing Ning kept nodding, perfunctory, just thinking about leaving quickly.

It seemed that she had to find something to mention her interest, so Mu Ling asked, "Do you remember the agreement between you and me yesterday?" ”

Conventions?

"The question is not answered yet"

Still have a question? This Mu Ling, if he doesn't force out his true identity, won't he give up?

"But don't worry, I won't let you answer the question this time, just do me a favor" Fortunately, the conversation changed.

"That'...... His Royal Highness said to help me do one thing and do a few things" Qing Ning thought about the agreement, if he could, borrowing Mu Ling's hand to enter the palace to meet the emperor was the best way to obtain power.

"Nature"

"Your Highness, please"

"Three months from now, my fifth brother's wedding day, I need a pianist"

"Okay, no problem" Qing Ning said as he picked up the wine glass beside him and raised it to Mu Ling.

Mu Ling drank the wine in his hand, smiled at Rong Xi and said, "If it weren't for Miss Yan today, Rong Xi wouldn't have cooked me such a good dish."

Rong Xi smiled slightly, her eyes flowed with a touch of sadness, everyone said that she was the most favored woman of King Pingzhao.

But only she knows where there is a place for her in the prince's heart. She's just a side concubine, his relative, maybe.

But the prince, why is this woman with the surname Yan so different?

Or, is the temperament exuded by that woman too much like a prince?

"I smell the fragrance from afar, and I'm starving to death."

Hearing the sound, a young man in white came in outside the door, Mu Ling's personal guard, Yue Yunyang.

He didn't have a look at it at all, sat down, and stared at the table with fierce eyes.

"You have to pay for eating," Mu Ling reminded.

"Who said that, you have deducted all my money this month, I have no money, besides, Rong Xi said, let me rub the rice" Yue Yunyang looked confident.

Rong Xiwan smiled, waved his hand and ordered: "Okay, come here, add a pair of dishes and chopsticks"

"No need" Yue Yunyang took out a pair of chopsticks from his sleeve, put them on the table and said, "Come and eat, I brought it myself."

As soon as the words came out, Rong Xi, Mu Ling, and even Qing Ning smiled.

When he heard Qing Ning's laughter, Yue Yunyang's attention shifted slightly from that table. Turning his head to look at Qing Ning, he said with a little embarrassment: "Yan, Miss Yan is also here."

Looking at his appearance, Qing Ning couldn't help but smile, in this world, there are a few people who can be as happy as others.

"Yue Guard's temperament is straightforward, so why bother with me"

Qing Ning's words made the atmosphere lively again.

This Pingzhao Palace, this meal, these people with different identities live so similarly...... Family.

And what about her? Even if there is a blood connection, he has never eaten such a meal, and such an atmosphere will always inadvertently approach people's hearts.

This Mu Ling is really a strange person.

After March, Yipinju, the king of Changning held a banquet here.

Mu Ling is still wearing an ink-colored brocade robe, a mandala flower outlined by gold threads, and a pair of peach blossom eyes that seem to be smiling but not smiling, unfathomable, and between every move, it affects the hearts of everyone present.

The woman is mad for him, and the man is afraid of him.

At this time, the woman beside him was a different scene, the same stunning face was simply decorated with pale pink beads, and the ponytail that had always been put down, and the three thousand green silk fell to the waist, smooth and soft.

The pale pink gauze white bottom skirt swayed with her movements, like an immortal between the walks.

Two people, one has a temperament like a demon, and the other behaves like a fairy. There is no sense of disobedience when they walk together. People feel that perhaps only such people can be qualified to stand by each other's side.

But the scene on the other side is:

During the banquet, Qing Ning frowned slightly, covering her stomach with one hand, Mu Ling seemed to understand, turned her head close to her and whispered, "The toilet is in the backyard." ”

"Who said I ......" Qing Ning was about to refute, but he was demoralized by a stomach ache again, so he had to obediently get up and walk to the backyard.........

After solving the stomach problem, Qing Ning paced back and forth in the courtyard, first, the house was noisy, and second, the beautiful scenery in the courtyard was really intoxicating.

The whole back garden is shaded by green trees, swayed by the clouds, and the new willows draw out tender shoots, and the emerald green color adds a bit of vitality to the whole garden.

Under the spring flowers, bees frolick, and all life is condensed in one corner.

Qing Ning approached to enjoy the beautiful scenery of this spring day.

But there was a wooden stick that didn't understand the amorous style, and it was in the middle of the tree, poking the honeycomb on the treetops.

Qing Ning walked over with some curiosity, and lowered her head to meet a pair of eyes that were staring at the honeycomb with bad intentions.

The eyes were originally staring intently at the honeycomb above their heads, but they suddenly collided with another gaze coldly, and the pupils of his eyes shrank suddenly.

It was a half-squatting posture, and the center of gravity was unstable, but at this moment, the whole person sat down on the ground at once. Then he opened his mouth with a scolding: "Who? Who scared Master Ben? ”

Looking at the little boy in white in front of him, Qing Ning smiled, he hadn't seen him for three months, and now the little boy of the Lou family has run out again.

Dressed in white, the young man is naughty, his eyes are clear, if he is not usually arrogant, he must be very likeable.

Lou Jingxuan was stunned for a moment, and quietly looked at the smiling and beautiful woman in front of him. Strange, where has this woman been seen, this eyebrow and eyes......

That's right, Mingyuefang.

This eyebrow that appeared in Lou Jingxuan's dreams many times was obviously a very nasty broken sleeve, but he couldn't forget it, and he doubted himself several times.

At this time, he was dressed in women's clothes, and he was even more beautiful.

Lou Jingxuan was startled, hurriedly stood up, like avoiding snakes and scorpions, and opened a distance of more than a foot from Qing Ning, and said in a panic: "You, you, you...... What are you doing here? No...... It won't be a ...... to fall in love with" Lou Jingxuan became more and more terrifying the more he thought about it.

Looking at his flustered appearance, Qing Ning smiled, his heart swelled up with malice, took a few steps forward, and said, "Little Master Lou, what you said is extremely true"

"Don't come, I'...... I'm not a broken sleeve," Lou Jingxuan's steps followed her forward, stepping back step by step.

Suddenly, there was a whoosh, like a sharp weapon sweeping across the grass, swept towards her, mixed with a somewhat cold wind.

Qing Ning turned his head, dodged sideways, caught the sharp weapon with the index finger of his right hand, and shot out in the direction that flew in an instant.

"Who is so bold as to dare to assassinate Zhaoyi Niangniang"

Soon after the sharp weapon disappeared, a sharp voice came, and a woman walked up.