It's true that I can't drink anymore, and it's okay to taste wine, but it's absolutely impossible to keep everything in my heart like this, and it's absolutely impossible to drink stuffy wine.

"Lord, it's good that we don't drink anymore." She persuaded her three times, but every time he came here, he drank, and he didn't say anything, just shouted to drink, and didn't look at her, nor did he sit, let alone ask for any snacks and drinks, and what he wanted to talk about. Just drink.

Yi Jin entered the door with an endless smell of wine, and glanced at the seventeenth master on the ground, wouldn't it be sad if he was seen by Sister Qianfei like this.

She wants to break off the relationship with him, for his own good, it seems that Sister Qianfei's decision is right, but she wants to break off the relationship with him, just so depressed, if she knows that the child in her sister's belly is his seventeenth master, wouldn't she want to make a big fuss in the palace, and the emperor's green hat belt is not known to everyone.

"Yuyao, you go out first."

Yu Yao knew that she couldn't move the seventeenth master, so she nodded and went out.

Yi Jin squatted in front of the seventeenth master, took the seventeenth master's wine bottle and laughed, glanced at the wine bottles all over the ground and mocked again.

"It is said that the amount of seventeen wine is good, and now it is really eye-opening to see it. The seventeenth master is so good at wine, fortunately, my sister has broken off the relationship with you, otherwise wouldn't you like to be in your drunkard's place. The emperor is handsome, dashing, and graceful, and he is as graceful as a king, and he only drinks a few sips of this wine. Naturally, I like him more. ”

The seventeenth master glanced at Yijin who was dressed as a woman with red eyes, and his mouth was full of sarcasm.

"The imperial brother is naturally better than me, and I also know that if it weren't for the imperial brother's neglect, she wouldn't have had an accident with me. I thought she was dead set on me. Who knows......"

The more the seventeenth master spoke, the more red his eyes became, he glanced at Yijin, and the corners of his mouth were full of ridicule.

"Aren't you women all water-based poplar flowers? I like this today, you like that tomorrow, and you can go to the clouds and rain with him today to say flattering and sweet words. Only then did he turn around and fall into the arms of someone else. Disgusting. ”

"Why do you say her?"

The Seventeenth Master sneered and stood up bummerged.

"Do you think I'm talking about her? Shouldn't you consciously sit in the right seat a little bit? ”

"I ......," Yijin pointed to himself. There was a hint of anger burning in his eyes, what qualifications did he have to say that she was not.

"Isn't it? Obviously my royal brother's woman, but what are you doing, after the fire, you are in great trouble, this king asked you if you can come back to find the imperial brother, he loves you so much, every day in order to wait for you to bow down in front of the desk and count the days, it is a dark waiting, who knows whether you are dead or alive. As for you, you are obviously alive, and you have not lost your memory, let alone forgotten, but you went to seduce my thirteenth brother. Those eyes that pinch out the water, the veins are affectionate, even a person with a strong will can't resist your temptation. What is it that you say you are not water-based. ”

"Why do you say me, and how much do you know about me?"

The seventeenth master sneered and glanced at Yijin with a hint of drunkenness.

"Yes, I don't know about you, and I don't want to. Otherwise, I may be the Rong Ruo who was killed by you, he has a deep love for you, and you, in order to fly on the branches and sit on the phoenix, trample your feelings like mud, turn around and enter the palace and become the emperor's concubine, so he died, even your best sister died. It's because they all know you, so the death of death, the confusion of confusion, if you concentrate, will you die? Will Yu Yan die? Will my thirteenth brother be reckless? And Xuan'er, will she be like you? ”