The long moonlight, shining through the dark clouds, carries a faint hazy warmth.

The environment here is just the opposite of the bustle of the main hall. It is very sparsely populated, and it is quiet all around.

The moonlight is charming, and the beauty is even more intoxicating.

The two did not speak, but quietly enjoyed the temporary silence.

The place where the woman walked slowly was with a faint fragrance. The man followed closely behind her.

At this time, there is no wind blowing, but everywhere it feels so delicate and beautiful.

After walking for a while, a pavilion appeared in front of him, which fell in the faint moonlight, forming a reflection on the smooth tiles, allowing Qing Tian to see clearly.

The fair-skinned little finger pointed there: "Let's go and sit down~." The woman had a sweet smile on her face, a pair of sparkling apricot eyes slightly curved and smiling, charming and with a hint of cuteness.

The man looked at her blankly, then nodded a little stupidly and replied quickly: "Okay!" ”

The fragrance of flowers came to her nose, Qing Tian lay on the stone table, Wang Gui sat opposite her, looking at her with a strong love in her eyes.

On the main hall.

Singing and dancing, the women desperately performed their talents, but there was still no trace of the high-ranking man's gaze.

There was a lot of excitement all around, cheering and cheering, chatting and chatting, but none of this had anything to do with Jun Luoxi and Qinghong.

One was quietly drinking, while the other was peeking and drinking.

Jiang Ling'er, who was sitting in the corner, noticed the situation of these two beautiful men here, they really seemed too out of place here, and everyone was happy, but these two people were drinking in silence, one of them didn't raise their heads, and the other was secretly looking at the person.

The woman smiled wickedly, and slowly turned the wine glass in her hand, as if she had found another better way to get richer, and perhaps help her get out of her wolf's den-like home.

This time she was able to come out, thanks to her cowardly mother, who had the courage to become strong for her daughter's marriage, and she could come because she knelt at the door of the scumbag's room for a night. Otherwise, the ginger scumbag would never bring her a little maiden here.

Thinking of the woman who was weak but a strong mother, she obviously couldn't eat enough and didn't have enough clothes and clothing, in order to give her a dowry, she was hungry and fainted in bed several times, and her two-hundred-pound figure had never felt the taste of hunger in modern times, if she hadn't come here, she wouldn't have known that the feeling of being hungry and not eating was so painful.

At the same time, he is distressed and pitiful to her.

Because the original owner of this body not only did not feel sorry for this woman, but also often complained and even hated why she was given birth by her instead of being born by the princess.

Thinking of this, the woman shook her head and smiled, then picked up the wine glass and took a sip lightly, admiring the enchanting sister dancing.

At this time, the woman who was originally dancing on the stage suddenly walked up boldly, and quickly jumped to the table of the man in the dragon robe without anyone intercepting her.

The woman's convex and backward figure did not miss her length at all, and her slender snow-white thighs danced slowly under the thin gauze skirt.

The men who attracted them cast their eyes one after another, and they were afraid of being heard, so they secretly swallowed their saliva.

The jade fingers with the gauze skirt swept enchantingly in front of Jun Luoxi, bringing a burst of floral fragrance. She seemed to want to arouse the man's most primitive desires.

However, Jun Luochen looked at her coldly, and her sexy thin lips said a word incomprehensibly: "Get out!" ”

But the sound was faint in the bustling hall.

It is estimated that no one heard it, and because the woman blocked most of the high-ranking man's body, Qinghong couldn't see what they said clearly, so he saw the woman slowly retreat to Taichung with a smile at the end.

The deep purple-clothed man's deep eyes looked upward, and the wine glass in his hand was crushed again. Throwing away the wine glass, he picked up the jade pot again and shook it slowly, and the shallow sound of water seemed to be a little left.

"Go! Bring a jar of wine. The man's cold tone ordered the attendant beside him.

This side, in the pavilion.

Because the woman wanted to see the dance, the man went to borrow a sword from the guards in order not to disappoint the woman.

Under the moon, the man was dressed in blue, holding a long sword, and the sword was powerful, but because of her, he had a trace of tenderness.

The sharp blade slashed through the air, creating a "buzzing" sound due to the action of resistance and friction.

Where the eyes that seemed to be unsightly, all that was left was infinite indifference, but the moment he looked at the woman, the depths of his eyes were full of tenderness.

The man under the moon was surrounded by silver light, and the moment the breeze blew, he was only more and more clear, and the years had not changed, and then Qing Tian realized that the former boy with a young face had become a mature man.