Soon, Ning Xiyue and the others rushed to the Imperial Garden, and sure enough, as the palace people discussed, Ning Jiahe was drunk, lying in the pavilion and laughing, saying something in his mouth.

Although people couldn't hear what Ning Jiahe said because of the discussions of the people around him, Ning Xiyue still clearly felt that Ning Jiahe's mouth shape was the three words 'Feng Huayin'.

The delicate brows furrowed, and some changes occurred in the depths of Ning Xiyue's amber eyes.

Ning Jiahe has always been a more forbearant person, and he has done so many tricks, even the so-called tricks of cutting blood to save his father, all in order to become a concubine, a princess, and the most noble woman in the world.

It is because of this forbearance that Ning Jiahe in the previous life was able to achieve the ultimate goal, but now, the person in front of him who seems to have collapsed, is it really Ning Jiahe?

"Sister Xiyue, this is your sister, go up and persuade it!"

Zheng Zelan frowned, looking worried about Ning Xiyue: "No matter what you say, you are also sisters, Miss Ning Shu will definitely listen to you." ”

Hearing this, Ning Xiyue looked at Zheng Zelan with a hint of inquiry, Ning Jiahe was so bad to Zheng Zelan before, and she was sarcastic many times, but she didn't expect Zheng Zelan to be able to forgive her.

Should she say that Zheng Zelan is generous, or is she stupid?

Being stared at by Ning Xiyue, Zheng Zelan pulled the corners of her mouth and smiled: "Sister Xiyue, look, there are so many onlookers here, it would be bad if it attracted the emperor and queen for a while, after all, you are a family, no matter how you talk about it, Ning Jiahe will also give you some face, so you won't be so embarrassed!" ”

Mama Li was worried about Ning Jiahe, and now that she heard Zheng Zelan's words, she hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, Miss Ning, go and take your sister away, otherwise the emperor and queen will be guilty in a while, and my old woman can't afford it." ”

Mama Li is a person who is afraid of smashing her head when the leaves fall, for fear that she will be demoted by the emperor and queen because of this matter, and her attitude of talking to Ning Xiyue is even more 360 degrees, and she has become respectful.

Ning Xiyue frowned, what Ning Jiahe did, she definitely didn't want to care.

The words of refusal were about to be spoken, but Ning Jiahe's stupid laughter suddenly came from the pavilion: "Hua Yin, when you were young, you also took me around to play, and you were gentle with me, why have you changed now?" ”

After drinking the wine in the cup in one gulp, Ning Jiahe wiped the dried tears on his face, and choked up: "Why, why, what point am I not as good as her?" You still say that I don't have self-respect, why don't I have self-respect, didn't I just take the initiative to hug you, didn't we hug you when I was a child? ”

As soon as this drunken remark was spoken, the audience heard the sound of gasping cold air, Ning Xiyue narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly, and the anger in Zheng Zelan's eyes was almost uncontrollable.

Feng Huayin will like Ning Xiyue, that is because Ning Xiyue is indeed better than her, which Zheng Zelan endured, but Ning Jiahe's words made her unable to help but be angry.

A concubine who only knows how to play tricks even likes Feng Huayin, and she took the initiative to hug her, which is really shameless.

Zheng Zelan was very angry, but she also knew that she was just a stranger to Feng Huayin, so what qualifications did she have to make irresponsible comments?

"Hehe, what are you all watching, what are you watching?"

Pointing to the crowd of onlookers, Ning Jiahe kept sneering: "Do you know what the relationship between me and the Eighth Prince is, I am ...... with the Eighth Prince?"

The voice stopped abruptly when he saw the woman in the white dress in the crowd.

Throwing away the wine glass in his hand, Ning Jiahe swayed and walked in front of Ning Xiyue, although he was smiling on his face, the jealousy in his eyes could not be concealed by drunkenness.

The strong smell of wine came to her nose, Ning Xiyue couldn't help but take a step back, and frowned: "You drank too much." ”

I really don't know what kind of stimulation Ning Jiahe was under, he drank so much, and he didn't even want to save face.

"I didn't drink much, I know that you are Ning Xiyue, the concubine of the General's Mansion, and the first beauty in Fuchen."

Ning Jiahe laughed, Ning Xiyue was her enemy, not to mention standing in front of her like now, even if she turned into ashes, she still knew her.

The fact that he will become what he is today is inseparable from Ning Xiyue, who is the culprit of all this.

If it weren't for Ning Xiyue's repeated opposition to her, she Ning Jiahe would have become the concubine of Ning Mansion a long time ago, and then naturally married the man she wanted to marry the most, but now, everything was completely ruined by this Ning Xiyue.

Ning Xiyue looked indifferently at the obviously coquettish, but unusually distorted face in front of her, and her eyes flashed: "You are drunk." ”

If Ning Jiahe continues to go crazy in the Imperial Garden, it will be really bad for Hua Yin, but now that there are so many people, Ning Jiahe drinks and doesn't care about it, Ning Xiyue really feels a little headache.

"Hehe, I'm not drunk, I'm not drunk."

Shaking his head, Ning Jiahe grabbed Ning Xiyue's shoulder, leaned close to Ning Xiyue's ear, and said in a voice that could only be heard by the two of them: "Ning Xiyue, do you know?" I begged him so much last night, he ignored me, I showed my face, but he said that I don't respect myself, Ning Xiyue, you say, except for the identity of the concubine, what am I not as good as you? We've all known him since childhood, why, why does he like you? ”

"Whoever he likes is his freedom, and I have no right to interfere."

Ning Xiyue's face was cold, although she had long known that Ning Jiahe hated her in every way because she liked Feng Huayin, but Ning Xiyue never thought that Ning Jiahe liked Feng Huayin to this extent.

Seeing Ning Xiyue's attitude so cold, Ning Jiahe even felt that this was Ning Xiyue's deliberate, deliberately showing a nonchalant appearance in front of herself, just to stimulate herself.

Thinking of this, the seed of hatred in Ning Jiahe's heart grew even faster, and the tone of his voice became gritted teeth, full of endless hatred: "Ning Xiyue, are you a provocation to me?" Do you feel like you've won? ”

"Whatever you want."

Ning Xiyue wanted to leave, but Ning Jiahe's hand was clasped tightly on her shoulder, making her unable to move.

Ning Xiyue's already frowning brows suddenly wrinkled a little more, what does this Ning Jiahe want to do?

"Hehe, I won't let you go."

Ning Jiahe sneered, and then said: "Ning Xiyue, aren't you just a little better at reincarnation, are you a concubine, but why are you better than me everywhere?" ”

"Ning Jiahe, what do you want to do?"

Her eyes were slightly gloomy, Ning Xiyue was a little angry, she knew that Ning Jiahe's drunkenness was so serious, she shouldn't have come to this imperial garden.

Looking at the strange eyes of the people around him, he returned to everyone guessing wildly again.

In order to avoid some things that add fuel to the fire again, Ning Xiyue simply said: "Rong Xia, Huan'er, help me help her back to the room." ”

"I don't want it!"