She didn't go home, all the way to the street, a good house.

I found a secluded corner and ordered three jars of wine.

A person, I don't know how long I drank it, suddenly saw a pair of hands take a jar of wine next to him, fill the wine glass, and drink it all.

She raised her eyes to see who had robbed her of her wine, and it was the face that was so beautiful that even a woman was jealous, and Mu Ling chuckled across from her.

"I didn't expect that little brother Yan could drink so much"

"Heh" Qing Ning smiled self-deprecatingly, "Your Highness has drunk my wine, you have to spend money, you can't waste it in vain"

Mu Ling smiled, this Chilian Enchantress began to bargain with him.

"Okay, if you answer me a few questions today, I'll promise to do something for you, okay?"

"Good"

"But the Pingyi people?"

"Yes"

"Are there any other siblings in the family?"

"Nope"

"What's your name?"

This question made the drunkenness in Qing Ning's eyes instantly sober up a lot, and he wanted to test her. The few questions just now were all about letting her guard down.

"Yan Qingning" is okay, the drunk is not hopeless, and he can control himself.

"Is it Qing Ning, or Yan Qing Ning?" Mu Ling looked straight into her eyes, his gaze was so sharp that he could almost see through her. Everyone knows that the royal family name of Daibei is "Qing".

"Yan Qingning" Qingning raised his eyes and did not avoid his gaze.

"Why are you drinking here?"

"This, this is my own business, and His Highness has no right to force me to answer"

"Okay" Mu Ling agreed, and said, "In that case, then I will have a drink with Miss Yan today."

This King Pingzhao seems to speak in a disorderly manner, but in fact, every sentence has another mystery.

Qing Ning didn't want to drink it anymore, but she couldn't withstand the stamina of the wine.

After a while, he was drunk and fell asleep on the table.

Mu Ling raised his hand, picked her up in the carriage, and went all the way to the west, but the destination changed, not Shang Shuling Mansion, but ...... Pingzhao Palace.

When the child was in the sky, the moon quietly climbed to the highest place in the sky, at the gate of the Pingzhao Palace, and Mu Ling came back with a drunk unconscious woman.

The woman in her arms was slightly red, drunk, and holding an unfinished ...... in her hand Wine jars.

Dressed in red, with a stunning face, flamboyant and beautiful.

"Your Highness, you are finally back, and the concubine has been waiting for a long time."

When the door was opened, a woman greeted her, with a gentle smile and a soft voice, looking delicate and infatuated.

"Oh, I don't need it tonight" Mu Ling didn't look at her, just replied lightly.

"Your Highness, who is she?" The woman said unhappily, and her tone was a little coquettish.

Mu Ling didn't seem to hear her words at all, and still walked forward with Qing Ning in her arms, her steps were calm and unaffected.

But who knows, the woman in his arms suddenly moved, broke free from his arms, and went to the ground, drunk and confused.

She looked at Mu Ling in a daze, still holding the wine jar in her hand like a baby, the mist in her eyes glistening in the moonlight, smiling, everything was silent.

"Your Highness, answer the question" Qing Ning said these five words leisurely in a drunken state, turned around, raised his head, jumped, and went to the roof.

In the center of the moon, accompanied by the night breeze, the woman's red dress is lightly fluttering, leaving her independence and ascending to immortality.

I saw her throw away the wine jar in her hand, turn her head slowly, her hair fluttering, breathtaking, her intoxicated eyes moved slightly, looking forward to it, reflecting the moonlight, or even the bright moon, which became her foil.

She raised her hand and pointed at Mu Ling, who was looking up at her on the ground.

The moment her hand fell, her body fell from the roof like a fallen leaf.

Mu Ling immediately set off, performed light skills, rose up, caught her in mid-air, and the two figures, one red and one black, fell to the ground, leaving a stunning posture.

The woman in the arms of "Ah Yu" held his sleeve robe lightly with one hand, her eyes were closed, her expression was serene, and two words came out of her mouth.

Acting Priest of Peking University, Luo Yu, it turns out that the person in her heart has always been him.

The man stepped forward and gradually walked towards his dormitory, the Pingzhao Palace, and the Aoxue Garden.

As long as these two people are there, it seems that everything in the world is their foil and cannot be integrated into their world.

The woman behind her chased two steps forward, and finally stopped, what? finally took the turn to serve His Highness all night, but he ......

In the room, Mu Ling put Qing Ning on the bed and was about to cover her with a quilt, but she was caught off guard and pulled to the bed by the drunken woman.

She fell on top of him, drunken and misty, shining in the candlelight, and she raised her hand, the fingers of her right hand brushing his lips lightly, and then and again.

There was still a faint aroma of wine in his mouth, and he was close to him, and he said, "You said, you will always catch me, sure enough, it's not a lie."

The woman's eyes suddenly changed, full of pain, and she raised her hand to stroke his cheek again, extremely careful, "Didn't you say that you would be the enemy of the world for me?" What about you? ”

Saying that, tears flashed in the woman's eyes, and in the past few days, she didn't know how many times she cried for Luo Yu, and then lay on the man and murmured, "Ah Yu, I miss you, what should I do if I miss you?" ”

This kind of teasing, I am afraid that any man in the world will not be able to resist it, Mu Ling turned over, changed from passive to active, pressed on her, looked at the woman's eyes, after all, there was no next move.

"Someday, I will let your heart remember only my name."

On the second day, Qing Ning didn't wake up until after noon.

The head hurts, probably the punishment for drinking too much yesterday, she tried to open her eyes, and next to the bed, there was still a woman she didn't know.

The woman's blue clothes, her facial features are small and exquisite, and she looks gentle and obedient, which inexplicably makes people feel friendly, but there is an unconventional detachment.

"The girl is awake, it will be better to drink this decanting soup" As the woman spoke, the maid behind her handed a bowl of decanting soup to Qing Ning, Qing Ning turned her head to endure the headache, looked at the woman in Tsing Yi and asked, "Are you?" ”

"This is the side concubine of King Pingzhao" The maid beside her replied when she heard the voice, the side concubine of King Pingzhao, here, is it the palace of King Pingzhao?

The woman in Tsing Yi chuckled and said, "What kind of side concubine is not a side concubine, just call me Rong Xi."

Because of the headache, Qing Ning didn't have time to think about it, lowered her head and drank the bowl of sobering soup, if it was the Pingzhao Palace, this soup should be safe, at least Mu Ling would not harm her, even if she wanted to do harm, it was not now.

"Thank you Concubine Niangniang" After drinking the sobering soup, Qing Ning lay on the bed for a while, and her head was clearer.

When I looked around, it turned out to be a woman's room, with a pink bed curtain, and all the furnishings around it were delicate and delicate.

"Mother, is this your room?" Qing Ning sat up and asked.

"No, this is the prince's room"

Mu Ling's room, what are you kidding? How can it be. Could it be that this is his quirk?

But this room, no matter how you look at it, can't have anything to do with that unfathomable, ghost-like man.

But when I looked at it again, the room was too small compared to my own room. Not to mention King Pingzhao, who is above 10,000 people.

"If the girl is not unwell, she can go to eat with Rong Xi."

"No, it's time for me to go back"

"Okay, Rong Xi will send the girl away"

This side concubine is a good talker, Qing Ning stood up and walked out with her.

She actually called herself by her own name, this is the prince who is full of romance in the world, the only side concubine, it is unbelievable that she is so gentle.

You don't come out of the room, but the outer hall is much wider, and there is a table with some official documents on it, and on the far right of the room is a delicate sword stand, and on it is a sword.

The other room at the other end, when viewed from a distance, is in the same style as the outer hall.

But why divide the room into two? Is that the room he specially prepared for his wives and concubines in the palace? This King Pingzhao is really romantic!

Qing Ning sighed in his heart and followed Rong Xi towards the gate of the mansion.

However, as soon as he walked around the corner, Rong Xi suddenly stopped and didn't speak, but Qingning didn't know, so he continued to walk forward, and he accidentally crashed into a person's chest.

When she opened her eyes, she was dressed in black, right?

She raised her eyes and met those eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, forever unfathomable.

"Are you in such a hurry to throw yourself into your arms?" The voice sounded overhead, and Qing Ning immediately retreated, bowed his head and shouted, "Palace, Your Highness"

But Mu Ling didn't mean to stop, step by step, towards Qing Ning, until she retreated to the corner, there was no way back.