The two looked at each other and were silent for a long time, and the beautiful lakeside outlined two silhouettes, hazy and beautiful.

In the eyes of others, Luffy is two men facing each other, and there is really a feeling of a good match.

Yun Xiyao took the lead in defeat and walked slowly, replying in an indifferent voice, "Mo Feimo and I have always been friends, but unfortunately you are the crown prince and I am the queen, and we are destined to become competitors." ”

The word enemy is too sad, there is no doubt that the purpose of the two of them is self-evident, they both want to make this difficult bone ashes, the two are the biggest competitors, and there is no way to become real friends.

Mo Feimo's heart trembled, his handsome face turned cold, and he couldn't see the joy, anger and sorrow on his face, and said lightly, "I can not be the prince, but can you not be the queen?" ”

The man didn't blink as he spoke, staring at the white-clothed young man opposite, not wanting to miss his reaction at all.

Yun Xiyao met the man's deep gaze, and her red lips opened lightly, "No." ”

I silently recited the three words sorry in my heart, but I didn't say it.

Mo Feimo Qinghong's eyes suddenly dimmed, and the whole person was a little gloomy.

"No matter how true it is, how much falsehood is different and not conspired with each other, who will kill the deer, each depends on his ability, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince take care and leave." Yun Xiyao dropped a sentence, turned around and left, without any nostalgia.

It's not that I don't understand, it's that I can't understand it, Yun Xiyao has always understood the meaning of Mo Feimo's words!

This friendship, even if you care about it, what? Like a friend and a brother, as long as he meets Nangong Rui, he will choose to give up without hesitation.

Whether it is ruthless or ruthless, life in the world has to face countless choices.

There is no way, I can only live with the man I love the most.

Mo Feimo's voice suddenly rose, "Yun Xiyao, do you know, do you understand, the difference has always been about you and Nangong Rui!" He's not a good match for you! ”

A roar spiraled upward, startling a flock of birds and dyeing the beautiful scenery of the lake at sunset.

The boy is long gone, and his back is resolute.

Mo Feimo turned around and roared towards the lake: "Ah! ”

Do you think you want to be this bullshit prince? Living in deceit all day long, there is no choice at all.

I'd rather never be in this capacity.

As the sun set, the two figures staggered and drifted apart.

At night, the campfire is bustling with activity.

Everyone gathered, sang and danced, and gathered into a sea of joy.

Regardless of the kings and grandchildren, nobles, old and weak, women and children, holding hands and forming a circle.

The banquet has reached the last critical moment, and South Vietnam used the most lively ceremony on the grassland to entertain envoys from various countries.

Fat sheep, beauties, and beauties become beautiful landscapes.

Cheerful rhythms, happy notes, lingering over the grassland, lingering in the ears.

Murong Lan, sitting on the main seat, is only eight years old, and next to her is the beauty Murong Jiuyue, the god of war. Dressed in red, enthusiastic and charming.

The beautiful eyes are looking forward to the brilliance, sweeping the seats under the stage one by one, a pair of red phoenix eyes, with a strong exotic style, beautiful and incomprehensible.

On the left are the Yunxi, Lingyun and Beiyan missions.

On the right are the important generals of South Vietnam, as well as several auxiliary princes.

"Prince Tantai, have you been living smoothly these days? If there is any discomfort, even if you talk to the king, you will do your best to meet the needs of the prince. "Murong Lan, the king of Little Nanyue, has a young tone and a kingly demeanor.

Under Murong Jiuyue's signal, Murong Lan struggled to deal with such a grand banquet with a single glance.

Looking closely, there was a touch of cowardice and panic in his eyes.

Mo Feimo had already recovered his chic posture, and smiled lightly when he heard the words, "Everything is fine, South Vietnam is hospitable, and it is worthy of its reputation today, I hope this palace is worth the trip." ”

As he spoke, Mo Feimo raised his glass to Murong Jiuyue, meaning something.

However, Mo Feimo came this time, not to ask for a marriage for himself, but for Emperor Lingyun, to marry a concubine.

If the dignity is the ninety-five, it is natural that he will not come to ask for it in person, but the prince of a country has come thousands of miles away in person, which is enough to show his sincerity.

Murong Jiuyue smiled lightly, "Nanyue and Lingyun have always been good friends, this princess thinks about it, if the conditions are suitable, I really want to appreciate the scenery of Lingyun, I'm afraid I won't be able to bother His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to accompany me when the time comes......"

The princes of Nanyue were stunned for a moment, and exchanged glances with each other, Her Royal Highness the princess meant this......

Murong Jiuyue made a gesture of please, and did it first as a respect.

"Her Royal Highness the Princess." Mo Feimo raised his glass in response, with a clear smile and handsome eyebrows, giving people a comfortable and sunny feeling.

No matter where this guy walks, he seems to have a glow of his own.

Mo Feimo raised his head and drank all the liquor in the bottle, and his hair danced in the wind became more and more charming.

Shocked the eyeballs of the maids, one by one bright and moving women, their eyes were shining green, staring at Mo Feimo, their cheeks were crimson, and they wanted to speak......

Oh my God, is there any heavenly reason? Why didn't Her Royal Highness the princess marry the prince of Tantai? Otherwise, if you follow the marriage past, you will definitely be able to feast your eyes, as the saying goes, you can get the moon first near the water, and maybe you can get a side concubine.

As the saying goes, women in the world are generally, not Mei You's reason.

Murong Jiuyue smiled, radiant, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has won the award." ”

"Your Royal Highness the Princess, my Northern Yan Dynasty has thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, the scenery is pleasant, and the Holy Lord has prepared a comfortable soft hall for the princess, waiting for the princess to appreciate her face." Li Linfu, the envoy of Beiyan, smiled playfully and said without showing weakness.

Murong Jiuyue chuckled, "It's really good, this palace really wants to walk around, but it's a pity...... With only one pair of eyes, I'm afraid I can't see it. ”

Unexpectedly, Princess Nanyue was a Tai Chi master, and she threw the ball back without humility or arrogance.

Yun Xiyao smiled at the corner of her mouth, sat in an inconspicuous place in the Yunxi Mission, listening to each other's deceitful praise, scratching her ears, bored.

Sitting in the first row in front of him was Lin Yi, the prime minister of Yunxi, the head coach of the mission, and the newly crowned king's courtship, Nangong Qi, King Xuan.

The only one left of Emperor Yunxi is a prince of appropriate age who does not have a concubine.

A banquet, true or false, terms and conditions, it's almost over, just wait for Murong Jiuyue's final decision, today's banquet is just a formality, to give everyone an explanation, don't be serious.

Spread a little bit of news, let people know, so that the second monk will not be confused.

After Mo Feimo entered the table, he didn't look at Yun Xiyao from beginning to end, as if he had never met.

Murong Jiuyue's Danfeng eyes swept over the Yunxi delegation inch by inch, and his gaze fell on Yun Xiyao accurately, seeing the surrounding situation clearly, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Yun Xiyao happened to raise her eyes, her eyes facing each other, and sparks flew up.

Yun Xiyao hooked her lips and smiled, raising her glass in the air, handsome and wanton, although her face was mediocre, she had a special charm.

Murong Jiuyue was slightly stunned, and nodded towards Yun Xiyao's undetectable chin, and a light flashed in her phoenix eyes, thoughtful.

This young man in white seems to be ......