Feng Yueli narrowed her eyes, her eyebrows were crooked, and her head was hot: "Hmm...... Oh yes too......"

At the same time, Rong Jingchen had just arrived at the gate of Yikun Palace.

Xia Yue opened the door of the palace and saluted, "Your Majesty, are you here?"

The face is as beautiful as a crown of jade, with thick eyebrows and elegant eyes, a high nose bridge, beautiful lips, and a fair face.

The edges and corners are as sharp as the ghostly carving, like poetry and painting.

But what's even more beneficial, is not his facial features, but his whole temperament.

It is a kind of good-looking, noble and elegant, elegant and elegant, and at the same time a combination of deep and restrained, gloomy and profound.....

The whole person is from the inside out, revealing an incomparable magic.

He frowned slightly: "What about Miss Zhou?"

As soon as he asked, the atmosphere in the entire Yikun Hall gradually became heavy.

Xia Yue smiled and said, "Miss Mushuang is in a bad mood tonight, she came to Miss for a drink, and the two of them are now drinking on the eaves and under the moon."

She is very bad at drinking now, and now she dares to drink with Mu Shuang.

It's really getting bolder.

The quietness that just entered the palace a few days ago, isn't it all fake?

Or does she feel secure now?

It's a good thing that she's letting her guard down against him, but drinking is not.

He turned around slightly, and the palace maid stepped out of the way.

Rong was shocked and walked outside the hall.

Under the moonlight, above the eaves.

Feng Yueli leaned on Mu Shuang's shoulder.

Mu Shuang saw Rong Jingchen's willow eyebrows frowning slightly: "Your Majesty? Am I reading it wrong? How could the emperor come here? ”

Feng Yueli smiled: "It's okay, he's here, I'm not afraid of him, let's continue to drink, come!!"

After that, Feng Yueli took the wine jar on the side.

Rong Jingchen exerted spiritual power in his hand and knocked aside the wine jar in Feng Yueli's hand.

The jar was shattered above the eaves.

Feng Yueli was curious about who broke the wine jar.

She slowly got up and came, her feet slipping, and her body leaned slightly.

Before Mu Shuang could pull her, she had already fallen off the eaves.

Rong Jingchen used her spiritual power to let her slowly fall to the ground.

Feng Yueli sat on the ground, she raised her finger and said seriously: "Your Majesty? What are you doing here? ”

Rong Jingchen walked straight over step by step, and he stretched out his right hand: "If I can't come, you fall down and see if anyone picks you up."

Mu Shuang heard Rong Jingchen's voice and suddenly sobered up a lot.

She turned over and got off the eaves lightly, at a loss: "Your Majesty ......"

What to do, what to do, she took Miss Zhou to drink, will the emperor dispose of her.

I already knew that it would be good for her to come later.

Rong Jingchen ignored Mu Shuang and left her aside.

Feng Yueli raised her hand and asked Rong Jingchen to pull herself up: "I don't blame Miss Mu for this, I want to drink with her."

Rong Jingchen's phoenix eyes, raised his eyes slightly, glanced at Mu Shuang, and said lightly: "It's late, Miss Mu, you should go back."

Mu Shuang didn't blame her when she heard Rong Jingchen, so she was relieved.

She nodded, turned and walked quickly.

Seeing Mu Shuang's figure in the distance, the corners of Feng Yueli's mouth swept a smile: "Hey, Miss Mu don't go, continue to drink......"

Rong Jingchen's tone was cold: "How much wine did you drink, and you were so drunk?"

Feng Yueli thought about it seriously: "Not much, not much, just a jar."

It's just a jar, and she can still get drunk.

Rong Jingchen only said this sentence secretly in his heart, but he didn't say it.

Seeing her slightly red cheeks, he lowered his eyes, and his voice was much softer: "Can you still walk?" I want to chat with more like-minded people about "{?$article_title?} ", WeChat pays attention to "excellent reading literature", chatting about life, looking for confidants~