I saw that Ming Beilin seemed to be really angry, so I told him the ins and outs of the matter, it was the wine-stuffed rice balls I ate, and I got drunk as a result, and it had nothing to do with His Highness.

Although Beilin is domineering, he has always been sensible.

But this time, it has become a little arrogant and unreasonable.

"The subordinates in this Anqian Palace are all sent by him, maybe the wine-stuffed dumplings are the ones he asked you to eat, so that you will be drunk and unconscious, okay?" The more he talked, the more he went too far.

In his mouth, His Highness has simply become a lustful, vicious and scheming man.

"That's enough, don't talk about this, where did you go yesterday, all day?" I looked at Ming Beilin: "Didn't you go out of the palace?" ”

He sat down across from me in annoyance and didn't answer my question.

I took a sip of hot tea, and my heart was flustered.

"Take advantage of the palace tomorrow to go to Ziwei Mountain and get rid of them." Shen Beilin had already planned it, and added: "Your senior sister and senior brother, this god monarch will find a way to take them away together." ”

"Really?" I looked at him with round eyes.

"When did this god-kun lie to you?" After he finished speaking, his eyes drooped slightly.

I always felt that since I played for the North Lin and let him see the dream, he began to show such a look from time to time.

It seems that after seeing the face of the Eternal Night Maiden, she has become so preoccupied.

"Shenjun, women value virtue rather than appearance, more than 500 years ago, since you can fall in love with her so unforgettable, then she must have the characteristics you like, maybe kind-hearted, gentle and graceful." I looked at him and said with relief.

Although I say this, in fact, my feelings at the moment are extremely complicated.

Because, after seeing that Beilin remembered the girl of the eternal night, I was not happy but sad, and I inexplicably felt as if I had hope.

But when you think about it, are your thoughts a little mean? Is this schadenfreude? Want to take advantage of the situation?

After all, they were meant to be a couple, and I was a latecomer.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Beilin glanced at me, with a slight suspicion in his eyes.

"You really don't think the girl of the eternal night is really ugly?" I simply asked.

He listened, shook his head, and his eyes darkened again.

"Why is that? Seeing her appearance, isn't it a great joy for you, Shenjun? Why don't you draw her, and then take the portrait, so that you can look for her. I said seriously: "It's really not good, let's post portraits everywhere, look for people with a lot of money, as the so-called heavy reward must have a brave man, maybe, you can be found immediately." ”

Mingbeilin still had a gloomy face, and he didn't reply, just thought silently.

Seeing that he was silent, I was a little anxious: "Shenjun, do you have something to say?" ”

"You're chattering, and you're dizzy." He leaned sideways, away from my gaze.

"Good intentions are not rewarded, then you can think of your own ideas." I muttered, yawned, and walked towards the bed, I was really tired after a long walk today.

I lay down and looked sideways at him.

Looking at his sad face, I'm really curious, what's wrong? If it weren't for the problem of appearance, what could make Stygian Beilin not have the slightest joy, and still be so sad?

"Shenjun, tonight, how about I blow Xun again and let you fall asleep?" I looked at him for a long time before I spoke.

"No need." Beilin replied without thinking.

"Look carefully, can you draw a portrait?" As soon as I said this, Beilin's eyebrows frowned: "If you're tired, go to sleep." ”

He interrupted me impatiently, and I turned my back to him, thinking that since he didn't listen to me and didn't appreciate it, I wouldn't bother with it, so I closed my eyes, and soon fell asleep in a daze.

In my sleep, I vaguely heard someone call my name a few times, and then a pair of cold hands hugged my waist.

As soon as the cold approached, I felt inexplicably much more relieved.

However, the feeling of holding the North Lin when I was drunk yesterday vaguely came to mind.

At that time, I didn't feel this familiar cold, and last night, I smelled a faint scent of smoke on the other party's body, but not on the body of the underworld.

Moreover, he seems to call me "Xiyan", but Mingbeilin never calls me "Xiyan", he always calls me "Chu Xiyan" by name and surname.

Thinking like this, suddenly his head buzzed, and the whole person was excited.

"What's wrong? Another nightmare! He said, reaching out and patting me lightly on the shoulder, reassuring me.

At the moment, I was facing away from him, and he didn't see it, and my eyes widened suddenly.

If it wasn't Ming Beilin last night, it was likely to be His Royal Highness the Prince?

Thinking of this, I immediately closed my eyes with remorse, thinking to myself that I really would never touch alcohol again.

"Chu Xiyan?" Stygian Beilin called me again.

"It's fine." I didn't turn around, but I replied to him.

"What's wrong?" He asked suspiciously, and, standing up slightly, looking at me with a sideways face.

I simply buried my face in the futon, last night's scene, I don't know if I saw it?

"Be careful, don't rub your dough off." Beilin said deliberately.

I poked my head out of the covers, and looked at the North Moon.

At this moment, Beilin was so close to me that I could even see his slender eyelashes.

"Shenjun, last night, last night?" I hesitated and thought, if he hadn't seen it, wouldn't I have confessed myself?

"The appearance of you holding that sick seedling is really ugly, and you take the initiative to give a hug to a man! It's still affectionate! Is there still a little bit of what a girl's house should look like? Beilin had a calm face, and there was anger in his tone.

"Then the god king is because I liked you first, so I think I am cheap and don't like me?" I asked suddenly.

He was stunned and immediately shook his head, and there was a trace of panic in his eyes.

He opened his mouth and said: "Chu Xiyan, this Shenjun is talking about the sick seedling, he is not worthy." ”

"He doesn't deserve it? Unworthy of what? I stared at him.

"You are only seventeen, and you still have a good life, but he is a short-lived person, so he is naturally unworthy." After Beilin finished speaking, he got out of bed: "Anyway, don't like him." ”

"I don't like him, who do I like? Doesn't Shenjun know that a woman has the best years, just a few years, is it possible for me to become an old girl? I pursed my lips and sat up.

He looked at me with a deep look in his eyes: "Out of the palace, this Shenjun will spend ten or twenty years, no, fifty years, and personally and carefully find the best one for you, can't you?" If it really doesn't work, you don't want to get married, why do you have to get married? Isn't it good to accompany this Divine Monarch to cultivate? ”

He looked at me in a surprisingly soft tone.

I smiled wryly at him and lowered my eyes.

"When the Divine Monarch has the Eternal Night Maiden, where will I have a place next to me?"

"Knock knock!"

As I was muttering, there was a knock on the door, and after a look at me, I turned around and disappeared without a trace.