Murong Ke, as today's host and old birthday star, is the biggest.

The guests present toasted him in turn according to the order of their seats.

It is nothing more than "every year has today, every year has today", "the ears are deaf and the eyes are clear and there are no worries, and the smile is calm and the business is calm", "Dapeng spreads its wings and soars into the sky"......

Ye Lan'er pouted when she heard it, and "there is a future every year", is this a blessing? This is simply a curse that Murong Ke will not be able to turn over for the rest of his life!

Murong Ke looked very useful, smiling, holding up his wine glass, drinking with others one after another.

Ye Lan'er rolled her eyes again in her heart, she knew that the wine on Murong Ke's table was not real at all, and it had all been replaced with white water.

It's really stealing beams and changing pillars, and the wine is inferior!

For the sake of his injury, Ye Lan'er didn't plan to detract from his image. But every time he finished drinking a glass, he naturally put the empty wine glass in front of him, and glanced at the poor appearance of pouring the wine, Ye Lan'er felt that his uncle could bear it, and his aunt couldn't bear it.

I really hope that someone will poke him on the spot, slap him in the face, and see if he is still awesome!

Ye Lan'er imagined the beautiful picture of Murong Ke being embarrassed and laughed at in public, and she was very happy.

At this moment, the corners of her lips rose slightly, and her eyes also showed a beautiful arc, and under the candlelight, she became more and more graceful and beautiful.

The crown prince Murong Yan watched from afar, his heart was itching, and he couldn't wait to pull him to his side.

He even thought sourly in his heart, even if the lover Gu plan was successful, Murong Ke, a huge threat, would die cleanly, and there would always be a piece of Murong Yan's heart that was empty in his life, and he would never feel happy again.

Li Zhiyuan, the eldest son of the Zuo Xiang family, is a powerful character who is accustomed to observing words and feelings, and he saw that Murong Yan was unhappy, so he intended to help him solve it.

So he flicked his long sleeves and said in a loud voice: "His Royal Highness King Rui, former General Huwei!" You have been stationed at the border for five years, fought on the battlefield, and fought more than 80 battles of all sizes, what kind of majesty is that! Everyone in the world praises you for your wisdom and martial arts, all because you fought to the death to protect your family and defend the country, so that the people of the Great Xia Kingdom can have peace!

Speaking of your heroism, you are heroic and dry, and everyone in the world knows it, and no one knows it!

Today is your twenty-third birthday, let's use such a small blue and white porcelain wine glass, wouldn't it be a disappointment!

Come on, go to the big bowl, I want to pay tribute to His Royal Highness King Rui! ”

Steward Liu, who was arranging for someone to serve in the main hall, heard that the guests were noisy and made such a request, and he was a little dissatisfied in his heart, but he didn't dare to make a mistake, so he had to face Murong Ke and salute and ask for instructions.

After seeing King Rui nodding slightly, he motioned for the two girls to fetch it.

So in front of each guest's desk, there was a large sea bowl.

Ye Lan'er felt that if she accidentally knocked to the ground facing the bowl, she could drown in the wine in the bowl.

Li Zhiyuan smiled secretly, took two bowls and put them in front of him, filled the wine jar, and came with Murong Ke.

The wine jar beside him, but the aged bamboo leaf green that had been sealed for thirty years and just taken out of the cellar was not boiled water, and the alcohol content was off the charts. If Wu Song, who can still fight the tiger after eighteen bowls of wine, encounters this kind of wine and this kind of bowl, he will definitely not be able to do three bowls.

"Your Royal Highness, I respect you! Please! ”

Li Zhiyuan stretched out one of the bowls in front of Murong Ke, his words were respectful, but his eyes were clearly undisguised provocation.

Murong Ke is a military general, brave and good at fighting, and physically strong, Li Zhiyuan naturally has no confidence that he can win against him.

But his wishful thinking had already been made.

He is just the beginning, as long as Murong Ke drinks this bowl, the few people behind him come one after another, wheel battle, don't believe it or not! It's good to breathe a sigh of relief for the prince!

Murong Ke smiled contemptuously and sneered, and without hesitation, he reached out and took the sea bowl.

Wine, he is not afraid.

Not to mention one bowl or two bowls, even ten bowls and eight bowls, it is just like drinking boiled water to him.

In the bitter cold land of the northwest, wine is Murong Ke's sustenance, and his amount of wine was exercised in the wind and sand as early as five years ago. Even if he was hit hard now, he didn't take Li Zhiyuan's goods seriously.

However, this is completely unbelievable in Ye Lan'er's opinion.

It's already a shame to come to the banquet, and now he still wants to drink, isn't this Murong Ke afraid that the hot wine will leak out of the hole in his body?

Crazy, just crazy.

I hope he still has a trace of sanity and pours out the bucket-like bowl of wine, Ye Lan'er made a wish in her heart.

But Murong Ke didn't mean to meet her expectations at all, he steadily held the bowl of liquor that was enough to kill him, and handed it to his lips.

Ye Lan'er felt that the blood vessels in her temples were about to burst.

She stood up suddenly, snatched the bowl of wine from the astonished eyes of everyone, closed her eyes, and poured it down like a drink.

Li Zhiyuan was stunned for a moment, the people in the main hall who were waiting to see a good show, but they didn't expect to be interrupted by this more exciting scene, and they all showed surprise and joy on their faces.

What is this woman going to do?

Ye Lan'er felt a burning sensation from her mouth along her esophagus to her stomach.

Her throat was particularly uncomfortable, and she felt that she was going to be truly mute by now.

The veins in his temples were beating more and more, and his heart began to pound like a carnival.

Tears welled up in his eyes, and his vision began to blur.

Li Zhiyuan couldn't help but be angry when he saw his design being interrupted, and he was still being beaten by such a lowly woman.

He snorted coldly: "My Li Zhiyuan's wine of respecting the prince of Rui was actually drunk by this woman with a humble status and I don't know what a so-called woman, what a joke!"

This is not only for me, but also for the disrespect of Lord Rui, do you know what you should be guilty of! ”

Ye Lan'er had a terrible headache, and was about to say "Fuck your sister", and then realized that she was a mute, so she had to glare at Li Zhiyuan and turn her head away from him.

Li Zhiyuan was so angry that he stretched out his hand and pointed at Ye Lan'er: "You! ”

Murong Ke felt a little relieved for some reason, he reached out and pressed Li Zhiyuan's fingers down: "Respectful or disrespectful, she is also from my Rui Wangfu, so she doesn't bother Gongzi Li to handle the housework for me." ”

Li Zhiyuan secretly exerted force when Murong Ke stretched out his hand, but he didn't expect him to easily press himself down, like pressing down a goose feather.

The three princes who are imprisoned in the capital like a waste are really the former tiger generals!

Li Zhiyuan thought resentfully, and his mouth was even more unforgiving: "Your Highness is right. I, as an outsider, naturally have no right to meddle in the affairs of your house.

But my Great Xia Kingdom attaches great importance to ethics and filial piety, and the building of your Rui Wangfu does not conform to the regulations at all, not to mention, even the subordinates in the mansion have to fly high, and there are no rules?

If this spreads, it will be said that the Holy One connived at King Rui, which makes the Holy Lord lose face! ”

This Li Zhiyuan is worthy of being the son of Zuo Xiang, who can speak well and is accustomed to going on the line, and suddenly pulled on the old emperor's face project.

But Murong Ke wouldn't eat his set, he ignored Li Zhiyuan's anger, sat back leisurely, raised his eyes and asked, "So what?" ”

Ye Lan'er nodded: Yes, so what, do you still want to tear down the high wall of this Rui Wangfu?

Li Zhiyuan's face was so red that he was choked, and pointed at Ye Lan'er again: "For the sake of the saint's face, and for the sake of your reputation as King Rui, I suggest that you kill this misbehaving woman!" ”

Li Zhiyuan and Murong Ke are on the same page, and most of the rest of the people have the intention of watching the excitement. But he suddenly shouted and shouted on the specific occasion of this birthday banquet, and everyone was slightly pale and felt that it was a little too much.

After all, everyone is here to celebrate their birthdays, and it's just a matter of pouring people wine, and if you make a fuss, it's not good to say it.

"Zhiyuan, you're drunk." Murong Yan finally couldn't stand it anymore and spoke.

"Don't help your master come back!" This sentence was said to the attendant brought by Li Zhiyuan.

Li Zhiyuan was going to make trouble again, but with Murong Yan's order, he didn't dare to make another mistake, so he had to return to his seat in a hurry.

Murong Ke smiled slightly: "It's still the imperial brother who knows the general situation." Lan'er, just now, the imperial brother helped you out of the siege. Why don't you go and toast the royal brother and thank him? ”

Ye Lan'er raised her head, not knowing what kind of medicine was sold in Murong Ke's gourd.

Murong Ke had already ordered someone to pour a glass of wine, and the real wine was pushed in front of Ye Lan'er.

He wanted to create an opportunity for Ye Lan'er and Murong Yan to come into contact, so that he could know what the conspiracy between them was.

Ye Lan'er stood up a little tremblingly, holding the glass of wine in both hands, and walked towards Murong Yan with unsteady steps.

When she came to Murong Yan, she bent over at ninety degrees, her upper body sank, her buttocks pouted, and she lifted the glass of wine straight under Murong Yan's nose.

This picture is indescribably funny, and everyone can't help it, and they immediately eat the vegetables and suppress the laughter. Only the tenth prince Murong Zhi may be because of his young age, and his ability to hide his emotions is not very high, so he laughed out loud.

He knew that something was wrong, so he hurriedly covered his mouth, and his face was flushed.

Murong Yan leaned back, avoiding the offense of the wine glass to his face, reached out and took it, and drank it all.

Then, he picked up the silver wine jug on the table, poured another glass of wine, and handed it to Ye Lan'er.

"Lan'er, I toast you."

Ye Lan'er was right in front of Murong Ke, blocking most of the sight cast from the opposite side.

Murong Ke's ring finger shook slightly at the mouth of the cup, and a touch of imperceptible white powder floated into the cup.

Ye Lan'er caught a glimpse of what he had just done, but as the saying goes, wine is strong and intimidating, where is Ye Lan'er, who is drunk at the moment, afraid of poisoning?

The old lady is now a lover Gu and a traceless water, and she is already covered in poison, and she is afraid of you big-headed ghost!

Drink!

Picked up the wine glass and drank it all, wiped his mouth, smiled, and staggered back to Murong Ke's side.

With this little episode, no one thought of pouring Murong Ke wine again.

After three rounds of wine, five flavors of food, singers and dancers appeared one after another.

Without the flying kite, the one named Xue Wu got what he wanted, occupying the "C" position, close to Murong Ke.

It's just that the previous beautiful thoughts suddenly disappeared after making Murong Ke's cold eyes, and Xue Wu even regretted that she had taken the position of the flying kite.

The people who came had their own ghosts, but Long Xiang's general Li Zhun really came to celebrate his birthday.

His eyes were full of enthusiasm, and he looked in Murong Ke's direction and wanted to speak several times, but Murong Ke didn't give him a chance.

This person is a rectum, and he doesn't understand that Murong Ke's deliberate estrangement has always been protecting him, and he is quite lost, drinking alone and looking a little pitiful.

Su Yu quickly moved to Murong Ke's side from behind everyone, bowed his head and whispered.

Murong Ke nodded, the fish took the bait, the show began, and the banquet should be dispersed.

The reason why he insisted on holding on to this main hall and removing all the strict guards in the palace was to give these people an illusion, so that they could rest assured and bold to die.

The news of Hu Zhenshan's fall into the Rui Wang's Mansion had already spread, and they must be unable to hold their breath.

Murong Ke looked around, his eyes stayed on the face of Wang Yi, the son of the Shangshu of the Ministry of War, for a few more moments, but he didn't expect it to be Wang Zhen's old horseman......