Chapter 127: I want to drink with you under the red candle tent

It didn't take long for Fang Yan to drink all the more than 120 glasses of wine in his stomach, almost half of the wine jar.

"This time, I underestimated the enemy. But let me tell you, don't get carried away with my third brother's current favor on you! Mu Jinhuan and you, I won't let go of any of them! ”

"Third brother, don't try to stop me, you know, my father has nine sons, even if you are now the crown prince, you can't guarantee that it will be someone else who will ascend to the throne of the dragon king at that time. Although I am not the biological child of my father and queen mother, I advise you to figure it out as soon as possible, even if I am only an adopted daughter, I am not as noble as you dragon sons and grandsons, but you don't have anything under me, I can tell your third brother, don't mess me up, otherwise, even I don't know what I will do! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the wine glass in Fang Yan's hand fell to the ground with a "bang". She fell to the ground with it.

It turns out that she and Long Qianye are really not brothers and sisters, just an adopted daughter? I'm watching from the sidelines and my heart is terrified, I can't drink people's lives, right?

"Long Qianye, she, she ......"

Long Qianye sneered indifferently, "Heh! Rest assured, she can't die. Someone, help her back. ”

After the turmoil of the fighting dance, no one in the hall dared to speak out about this matter, only lowered his head and sat silently in his place, how weird and weird the scene was.

And I, I didn't sit in the extremely high position with Long Qianye, and the food plate in front of me, I didn't eat, I didn't eat.

It seems that as soon as the dialect left, everyone's faces looked extremely heavy. Each of them is absent-mindedly thinking about what is on their minds.

I can almost hear it, with this fight, she not only hates Mu Jinhuan, but also hates me even more, and warns me over and over again that I want to settle accounts with my autumn queen.

The reason for the touch was that she drank too much wine, and the moment she fell, I felt a little uncomfortable in my heart, but if she was to compete with me in an an, and not secretly move those hands and feet to me, I would not retaliate with a tooth for a tooth.

Actually, I don't want to do that. I actually don't have any deep hatred with her at all, but she herself began to fight with me as soon as she met me, always treating me as Mu Jinhuan, and adding all the sins that Mu Jinhuan had done to her before on me, as if getting rid of me is equivalent to getting rid of Mu Jinhuan again. If it was me who made a mistake today, she would probably clap her hands again and again, okay?

As for me, I'm surprised, no matter what deep hatred she and Mu Jinhuan have, or who is right and who is wrong, no matter what, the matter is already in the past, isn't it, why does she have to pick out so many things? If you feel bad all day, don't do to others what you don't want to do to others?

When I was a child, Daddy and Auntie have always taught me carefully, don't spend your life on things that hate people, in this life, you have to meet many, many people who don't know each other, how can you have so much time to think about those people and things that make you unhappy?

Take this dance turmoil as an example, she originally enjoyed the song and dance, but she had to make a dance competition, but who could blame her for stealing chickens and reacting rice on herself?

There is a sky outside the sky, there are people outside the world, I didn't see her talent for dancing and hard work, so she blindly compared with me, either to increase the negative energy of inferiority, or to promote her own arrogance.

Perhaps, before I appeared, maybe her past has been remarkable, quite popular touting and praise of beautiful words, what is sinking fish and geese and closing the moon and flowers, what is the country and the city, but no matter how beautiful the past is, it can only be regarded as the past, at most it can be icing on the cake, if she meets someone who is more powerful and brilliant than her own dancing, her glorious past can't change her current situation at all, right?

Ups and downs are the norm, and winning and losing are even more so, and it's really not a big deal. Whether it was her own mistakes, or the mantra I recited hurt her, it couldn't be an excuse for her to lose, and I thought in my heart that this was not actually a loss, it could only be regarded as a kind of competition, and there was nothing to lose or win to, it could only be said that the skills were inferior.

And the only way to solve this problem is to need her to calm down herself, think carefully and deliberate, as a respect for dance, serious study, is the right way.

It's a pity that she doesn't think so, so in the final analysis, neither me nor her is wrong, and no one is wrong. She is used to being high-minded, and thinks I hurt her face, I can understand it, but this is a problem with her own mentality, what does it have to do with me?

Thinking about it this way, the only bit of nostalgia left in my heart dissipated without a trace.

By the way, there is also a dialect What did she say that the dragon king had nine sons, it turns out that the rumor that the dragon gave birth to nine sons is not just a rumor, it is true? Long Qianye is the third prince of Long, which means that he has the eldest brother and the second brother above him, and the dialect is called the fourth lady, which means that she is the fourth, which means that Long Qianye also has six younger brothers, my god ......!!

I always feel that this big dragon palace seems to be ...... There is only such a big master as Long Qianye, otherwise, if there are other brothers and brothers living in this Dragon Palace, how could they not come as brothers for his big banquet today?

Another point, the tongue says, what she has in her hands is something that they don't have, so what is it in her hands? She angered Long Qianye again and again, Long Qianye endured again and again, always warned and did not move seriously, probably because of the dialect she said today The thing in her hand, right?

According to her meaning, she also wants to compete for the position of the dragon king......??

Realizing this, my goodness this is really incredible......

"What do you think about, so distracted?"

Suddenly I felt someone pinching my face, and I came back to my senses and glared at it, it was Long Qianye......

"You...... If you don't sit on it, what are you doing down......? ”

After Fang Yan left, he obviously returned to his own seat, and now he suddenly came down to do something? Still sitting next to me and not afraid of what others will say......

Looking around, fortunately, in my stunned efforts, the singing and dancing in the hall was interrupted and resumed, and some of the courtiers and nobles were still eating all kinds of food on the table and bowing their heads and not saying a word, and some were just chatting quietly, as if they had regained a sense of peace. It's like I was when I opened the door and came in.

It's all changing so fast, isn't it...... There was a tense atmosphere just now, I'm just a stunned kung fu, how can everyone be safe?

However, at first glance, I noticed that there were two people missing. One is the dead old man with a pitted face who has repeatedly helped the dialect, and the man who cooperated with the dead old man and the middleman of the dialect to sing with a white face disappeared?

"What, you, do you think there are two people missing in the house?"

"Heh, the two of them are generals under Fang Yan's hands, and if she leaves, they naturally have to leave."

"Let's go...... Finish? ”

"What if it weren't?"

"When did you leave? How did I not know ......"

"Just now. I'm embarrassed to say, I called you for a long time and you didn't respond, saying, what do you think about so distracted? ”

Without thinking about it, I blurted out, "It's nothing." ”

"Little liar!"

"Who are you talking about?"

I saw Long Qianye purse his lips and chuckle, "Who else can there be?" Naturally, it is the little mortal of the palace. ”

Not again...... He just laughed so suddenly that I was really caught off guard ......!

"Long Qianye, can I ask you a question?"

"If you ask, this palace will listen."

"Are you sincere to me?"

Hearing this, Long Qianye's whole body was stunned, and then he was silent for a long time, and Long Qianye didn't answer anything. He just stared at me blankly, but smiled silently.

"Why are you staring at me like this, I ask you, are you empty-hearted? Answer me! ”

"No, I just don't understand why you suddenly asked this question?"

"What, why? I'll just ask, can't you? ”

Unexpectedly, Long Qianye still didn't answer and asked, "Then Xiao Fan'er, do you want to hear the truth or lie?" ”

"Isn't that! Of course I'm going to hear the truth. ”

"This palace just wants to drink with you under the red candle tent, and the rest of my life is enough. Xiao Fan'er, do you understand? ”

To be honest I don't understand. But it is understandable that he said that this is his last wish in this life, and I am more or less shocked in my heart.

"Hua Niansheng, Mu Jinhuan, do you really have no nostalgia for them?"

As soon as I finished speaking, Long Qianye's face became ugly, not counting a cold face, even the voice of the voice made people feel like a thousand years of cold ice, without any temperature.

"Why do you still refuse to believe in Hongu's feelings for you?"

"No, you listen to my explanation, I, I just think that after you take a relationship seriously, this relationship is not the result you expected at first, it will be difficult to like others again, let alone take the time to understand another person, just like you created a good poem, just one foot away from the door is almost completely completed, at this time, there is a playful nature of the lyrics you have worked so hard to create inadvertently ruined, you have to write again, at this time, You remember all the poems you wrote before. Because it takes all your energy, imagine that you are only one end away but you have to start all over again, is the energy you put on the second piece of paper as serious as the first one?

On the contrary, people are the same, can you still give the second person as much emotion and affection as the first person? ”

"Huh! Speaking of which, you still don't believe in this palace. What does it take for you to let go of the guard in your heart and completely belong to this palace? ”