Ye Qingwan suddenly remembered that when she went to Bai Chengye's palace some time ago, except for a few necessary palace maids, the rest of the people were indeed men.

Although it was only a glance, those men were indeed good-looking.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is pure and elegant.

"Wanwan, stay away from him."

Ye Qingwan blinked and asked, "Why don't you stay away from him?" ”

"If he really wants to inherit the throne, it must be from you."

Ye Qingwan is a girl in the end, compared to Jiang Wumian's worldly elegance, she is too immature.

Jiang Wumian was choked.

"He's not going to like me."

"Oh? What do you say? ”

"Because my status is too high, he can't climb high."

Ye Qingwan: "......"

Stepping on the thin snow under his feet, after walking for a while, Ye Qingwan stopped and looked back.

Bai Chengye was standing not far away.

"The second prince has been following us, is there something wrong?"

"I just want to ask, can Mr. Mo appreciate his face and go to my yard to have a glass of wine and warm his stomach."

"The snow is heavy, it's better for Mo Gongzi to wait for the snow to stop before leaving."

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By the time Ye Qingwan and Jiang Wumian arrived at Bai Chengye's palace, the table was already full of snacks and wine.

It's all snacks that people like to eat on the street.

Ye Qingwan raised her eyebrows slightly.

The opinion of Bai Chengye has changed again.

This person's mind is really hard to guess.

"I don't know what kind of wine Mo Gongzi likes to drink, these wines are all made by myself, Mo Gongzi can taste them." Bai Chengye poured wine for Ye Qingwan.

And Jiang Wumian was ignored by Bai Chengye the whole time.

Ye Qingwan rubbed the wine glass with her fingertips and asked Bai Chengye, "Is there hot tea?" ”

"Come on, prepare tea."

Ye Qingwan poured hot tea for Jiang Wumian and said, "You are not in good health, don't drink." ”

The liquor entered his throat, although it warmed his body, but it also paralyzed Jiang Wu's sleepless body.

Harmful but not beneficial.

Bai Chengye glanced at Ye Qingxuan, poured her a glass of wine again, and said lightly: "The two of you are very familiar?" ”

He has been very concerned since he was just now.

"Cooked."

"Not familiar."

The two spoke almost at the same time.

Jiang Wumian raised his eyebrows in surprise and turned his head towards Ye Qingwan.

"Unfamiliar??"

"We don't know each other?"

Ye Qingwan took a sip of wine calmly: "Not ripe." ”

Bai Chengye raised his eyebrows, and the smile hooked at the corner of his mouth was unfathomable.

"Why don't you two discuss it?"

The words were a little ridiculous.

Ye Qingwan held his head with one hand, half-squinted, and drank wine unconsciously.

This wine, strong.

The mouth is strong, and the taste is stronger......

The stomach is turning over and the sea is very choking.

"It's not negotiable."

"He listens to me."

Ye Qingwan put down the wine glass, and his fingertips tapped on the back of Jiang Wumian's hand.

Her fingertips were warm and cold, and when they were on the back of Jiang Wumian's hand, they were like fire, like a fire.

It's like the stars and the moon are cold and silent, and the trees are withered, just in this moment......

The breeze invades the mire, and the dead wood is like spring.

Jiang Wumian felt as if he had come to life.

Bai Chengye squinted his eyes and took a sip of wine.

Choking on the spirits, he wanted to die of drunkenness.

Ye Qingwan slowly held Jiang Wumian's hand and scratched his palm.

The crispy and numb feeling instantly spreads throughout the body.

"Sleep."

He bowed his head slightly, leaned into her ear, and called in a low voice.

The voice, like a light rain falling on the eaves, was sudden and confusing.

Ye Qingwan only felt that her body was half crispy.

"Well, I'm a little ...... Drunk ......"

Before Jiang Wumian could speak, Ye Qingwan tilted his head and leaned on his arm.

Bai Chengye's pupils shrank.