At this time, the main hall is in a hurry to drink and dance, the drums sound like raindrops, the dancers are dressed in blue silk, fluttering out of the Jiangnan style, Baojin saw that everyone was a little forgetful, and couldn't help but feel bored.

The night is already deep, the candles and tears dye the golden pillar red, the fragrance of Rui Brain is 'mixed' with the smell of wine in the hall, almost making people drunk 'desire', the heavy curtain is covered in the banquet--- it is someone drunk and gaffe, the 'waiter' and 'women' are cleaning and changing utensils.

Bao Jin recalled that Song Lin sneaked away, and she also had this plan in her heart, she looked back and saw that Mingyue was still pale, gritted her teeth, and a thin trace of blood appeared, but she didn't realize it, knowing that she was still angry with the man who owed her a lot, so she couldn't look at it anymore, and whispered in her ear: "Shall we escape?" ”

Mingyue raised her eyes to look at her, but was dragged by Baojin, lifted her skirt without saying anything, and gave a few words to the little *** who was accompanying her behind her, so she bowed down, stuck to the wall and quietly walked out.

When the two of them were about to arrive in front of the temple 'door', there was an accident---- someone lifted the wine jug, drunken stepped forward to pull, the two were angry, and did not 'want' to make a noise, ://.

Mingyue was full of depression, and suddenly reached out and dragged it, and was about to push the man five or six steps away, but was caught in time.

"It's me."

The man spoke softly, with an exotic accent, but in a clear tone.

He bowed his head slightly, and his face was almost blue in the backlight, with a strange Xiao Suo---- it was the man named Qingmu.

Mingyue's 'chest' began to rise and fall violently, her eyes were almost bursting with fire, and her dark brown eyes revealed some pain and 'desire'----

"Get out of the way!! Don't 'force' me to kill you here! ”

She exclaimed.

"Don't get out of this hall......"

The man looked at her deeply, and then, his eyes drooped, and he said pointedly. 16K. Mobile station ap.

Baojin's heart froze, but Mingyue was already carried away by grief and anger, regardless of it, his other hand turned into a blade and stabbed at Qingmu.

"Don't make a fuss! There is a change here, and the outside of the hall has long been surrounded by water, do you want to be 'shot' into a hornet's nest?! ”

Qing Mu roared.

His voice was a little louder, and some of the drunken people around him began to look at him.

Bao Jin sighed in his heart, pulled Mingyue and turned around to leave, when he suddenly heard Gao Que above, the queen laughed and said: "Concubine Yue and 'jade' dye, you are in a hurry, but where are you going?" ”

Her voice was not high, but through the crowd, it reached Baojin's ear, like a spike.

Baojin's figure stiffened for a moment, then turned around, and smiled casually: "The concubine is not strong enough to drink, and she has 'stained' her skirt, and she lost her honor before the banquet, and she asked the mother to forgive her sins."

"Why bother with such a trivial matter......

The queen's 'lips' curled with a smile, but the smile did not reach the bottom of her eyes, "There are still a few noble shells who only arrived in the capital at dusk, and now it is time to rest enough, so it is necessary to announce their arrival in the palace, at this time, it is better for you to stay by Banzai's side." ”

So she asked Lin'er to pick up a few sets of casual clothes she carried, and persuaded diligently: "A few regular clothes in the palace, there are no unobstructed phoenix patterns, you can wear them first." ”

The people below whispered, surprised by the queen's virtue and generosity.

Baojin couldn't find any excuse anymore, so he had to follow Lin'er hard, and when she returned, he saw that the cups and plates in the hall had been cleaned up, and the delicacies had all been changed, and even the drunk people reluctantly poured the sobering soup, sat in the seat and waited quietly.

When the emperor saw Bao Jin Wan Ting, he looked at her deeply, as if he was in a trance of hesitation.

"Hooray, it's time to invite the messenger into the temple......"

The queen whispered in his ear.

The Emperor finally looked away and motioned to the celebrant beside him.

A loud, slightly sharp voice finally pierced the silence of the night---

"Xuan---- the monarch of Goryeo and the princess will meet you!"

This sound is like a hammer hitting Baojin's heart! Blowing dripping and turning, the brilliance penetrated into Baojin's eyes from the cracks in the carved lacquer windows.

The point of light reflected her heavy eyes, as if it had taken root, and in an instant, it was smeared into a monstrous fire, burning wildly in her heart. The main hall was opened in unison, and a gust of wind blew, bringing the 'shade' and coolness of the autumn night, but it dispelled the dullness of Ruixiang.

The apricot yellow 'color' of the feudal monarch became clearer and clearer in her eyes, and she gradually approached, and the face of that person was gradually visible.

Bao Jin could no longer hear the noise of the temple, and all the noise was forgotten, and she stared at the man until he walked to his majesty and bowed to him like a ritual.