Back at the palace, the three of them set up a table to celebrate Lan Zijin's first victory.

"Come, come, come, it's all full."

Lan Zijin said as he poured wine for Fushang and Wanwan. Fu Sheng shirked again and again, and said, "Zijin, I can't drink." ”

Lan Zijin sat down after pouring all the wine of the three of them, and said, "Oh, what's wrong with drinking, it's over when you drink it!" ”

Wanwan on the side also echoed: "Yes, Sister Fushang, I couldn't drink at first, but after drinking, I realized that drinking and having fun is really the best thing in life!" ”

"Well said, life in the world, it is better to be accompanied by wine! Here, cheers! ”

Lan Zijin took the lead in drinking the wine in the cup, and followed with a toast in the evening, but Fushang only took a small sip.

Lan Zijin looked at Fushang with a wicked smile and said, "Fushang, are you afraid of spitting the truth after drinking, do you have a sweetheart?" ”

Lan Zijin was excited, Fu Sheng directly picked up the wine glass and drank the rest of the wine, and Wan Wan also laughed, and said, "Sister Fu Sheng has a weak heart!" ”

Lan Zijin glanced at Wanwan and said affirmatively: "It makes sense, it makes sense, it seems that my Fushang really has a sweetheart!" ”

Fushang turned her head away, her cheeks flushed, and she said slightly angrily: "How can there be such a thing as you!" If you don't drink it, you say that people have sweethearts, but if you drink it, you say that people are weak! ”

"Hey, it's okay, it's okay, drink a few more glasses, let's be happy today." Lan Zijin persuaded with a smile.

The three of them gathered around a table, talking and laughing, pushing cups and changing lamps.

"Cheers to me and Sister Fushang's first men's clothes!"

"Cheers to my victory today!"

"Cheers to our happy time together!"

……

After three rounds of drinking, Wanwan had fallen asleep on the table, Fushang drank the least, and Lan Zijin was also a little drunk.

Lan Zijin looked at Fushang and said, "Fushang, in fact, I know that the person you like is Mu Cheng, right." ”

"Zijin, you've drunk too much."

"I didn't drink much, I was sober. The handkerchief you have been carrying with you has a small character embroidered under the lower right corner. The word was really small, and you had to read it carefully to make out it. The surname Mu comes from Nangong, and you have been serving in the Brain Prince Mansion with Heyi since you were a child, so the person you like must be Mu Cheng. ”

"Zijin...... I ......"

Fushang was speechless for a while, she thought that Lan Zijin would not notice a small handkerchief at all, let alone recognize the word, she had planned to rot this secret in her stomach, and buried this admiration deep in her heart.

"Fushang, you and Mu Cheng ......" Lan Zijin sighed and shook his head, followed by another glass of wine.

"Zijin, don't drink it, it's easy to hurt yourself if you drink too much."

"Fushang, do you know how heartbroken I felt when I found out that the person you like turned out to be Mu Cheng?"

"I'm sorry."

"No, it's not because of this, I feel sorry for you, I fell in love with an almost impossible person, if Mu Cheng is willing to marry you, I am willing to send you back to Nangong, but even if you really go back to Nangong, will you be happy?"

"General Mu, you won't marry me. I don't want to go back to Nangong either. ”

"Then let go, let go of your admiration for him, let go of your liking for him, and forget everything about him."

The candlelight faded, and Fushang helped her back to her room to rest.

After settling in Wanwan and Lan Zijin, Fushang lay on the bed tossing and turning.

She thought that when she first saw Mu Cheng, Mu Cheng was holding a sword, dressed in a military uniform, heroic and radiant.

She also knows that it is impossible between them, so she has always regarded this relationship as a little secret in her heart. He will always secretly watch him from a distance and see a distraction. Mu Cheng would occasionally find someone peeking at him, and he would also smile gently at Fushang.

I thought that she would always be silently watching that person from a distance, but who knew that so many things had happened.

Heyi was poisoned to death by Beiming Yiyi, and she was also threatened by Beiming Yiyi, and finally sold to Qinglou. Nowadays, the distance between them has become even more distant.

Since the death of Nangong Wentian, the crown prince Nangong Yu successfully ascended the throne as king. Beiming Yiyi has repeatedly asked Nangong Yu openly and secretly if he wants to make Nangong Xing the crown prince, but Nangong Yu refused on the grounds that Nangong Xing is young.

Nangong Yu sits firmly on the throne, and the major families of Nangong have offered many beauties to show their loyalty, and Beiming Yiyi is no longer a standout. Now that the Northern Underworld has become the weakest country, her status in the Nangong Palace has also plummeted. Even the former Queen Nangong and the current Queen Mother Nangong no longer look up to her. Now the Northern Underworld is a drag oil bottle, and it is still dragging the marriage with Nangong to the death, and there is always the danger of destroying the country.

On this day, Bei Ming came to visit Nangong Yu's mother, who is now the Empress Dowager of Nangong, and the two sat in the dormitory without saying a word, and the atmosphere was very cold.

"Queen Mother, the weather is a little hot now, and the concubines in the harem are not very happy to go out, and the concubines stay alone in Shanghua Palace, and the king has not been here for a long time."

The Empress Dowager Nangong snorted coldly, if it weren't for Beiming Yiyi giving birth to a child for Nangong Yu, she wouldn't have bothered to take care of her.

"Queen, the king is busy with government affairs now, and there are some who can't take care of the queen for a while." The Empress Dowager Nangong said perfunctorily.

"However, the queen mother, the king spoils the newcomer every night, I'm afraid she has forgotten the concubine!"

Beiming Yiyi said while wiping her tears with a handkerchief, and the Empress Dowager Nangong said impatiently: "Okay, okay!" It's noisy! What is there to cry about, what woman in the palace does not have this day, do you still expect the king to accompany you every day like a newlywed? ”

"What woman in the palace doesn't have this day?" Beiming Yiyi was a little excited, this Nangong Empress Dowager actually talked to her like this now, she stood up and said, "Okay, every woman in the palace has this day!" My Northern Underworld provoked the East for the sake of Nangong, and the East united with Ximen to divide several cities in the Northern Underworld, and now what? The Northern Underworld has become the weakest country, so I, the princess of the Northern Underworld, is useless to you, right? ”

Empress Dowager Nangong smiled coldly and said, "Hmph, it's good if you know." ”

"Hmph, it's really a rabbit dead dog cooking! Okay, since I'm useless to you, then I'll leave with Xing'er! ”

Bei Ming Yiyi thought that she could threaten the Empress Dowager Nangong with Nangong Xing, but who expected the Empress Dowager Nangong to take the case, and said angrily: "You dare!" Xing'er is the prince of my Nangong, you have to go by yourself! ”

"Heh, hehe...... Bei Ming Yiyi sneered a few times and said, "Chu Yulan, you are still an old descendant of the previous dynasty. ”

The Empress Dowager Nangong was also anxious, and after slapping Bei Mingyiyi, she said angrily: "What are you, you dare to call the name of the mourning family!" ”

"Reputation? I see, it's filth! Why did Nangong Haotian support the king, don't you know this in your heart? ”

Beiming stabbed the heart and lungs of the Empress Dowager Nangong according to what she said, and saw her hideous face, as if she had heard something terrifying. This fear comes from the bottom of my heart.