"Sit."

Bai Feiye motioned for her to sit down, and Ling Ling turned his head and looked at Bai Feiye with a puzzled expression.

"This is the daughter of Murong Zhi, the Taifu of the Two Dynasties, Murong Xue." Bai Feiye introduced to Ling Ling softly.

Ling Ling looked at the woman sitting across from her, blushing slightly, and smiled at her,

"Hello, I'm Ling ...... Uh, Xiahou Ling. ”

Murong Xue always had a quiet smile on her face, and she said softly,

"It turned out to be Sister Xiahou, some time ago I heard that Sister Xiahou's family suffered a misfortune, I was very sad to hear it, I wanted to find an opportunity to greet my sister, but I didn't have time, and now I see that my sister is carefree, and I am also happy for my sister."

Although Ling Ling was a little drowsy, it might be her instinct as an actor, and she felt that the beautiful and generous Murong Xue in front of her was very fake. But because of Bai Feiye beside her, she had to agree,

"Hehe, thank you for your concern."

Murong Xue smiled, her watery eyes looked at Bai Feiye,

"It's not night, you're looking for me today, but what's the matter?"

After she said that, she looked at Ling Ling, who was blushing and rubbing her head by herself.

Bai Feiye ignored her concerns and said softly, "You can't help you if you ask me for something." ”

As he spoke, he looked at Ling Ling, who was a little drunk beside him, with a somewhat complicated look.

What did he help her? What is the relationship between the two of them, and how did they meet in this small restaurant? Ling Ling only felt that these questions made her head sink more and more, so she simply didn't want to, tilted her head, and fell directly on Bai Feiye's shoulder. Murong Xue kept smiling, watching Ling Ling fall on Bai Feiye's shoulder as if he had fallen asleep, a trace of disgust flashed in her eyes.

"Fei Ye, didn't we say yes before? You ......"

Murong Xue looked at her surroundings and after confirming that Ling Ling was asleep, she whispered,

"Do you want to find a way to get me out of the concubine selection ceremony, and then take me away and fly away? A few days ago, you told me that there was a way, but why did you say that you can't do it now? ”

Murong Xue's eyes were red, and Chu Chu looked at Bai Feiye pitifully.

Bai Feiye's eyes drooped slightly, his eyes looked straight at the wine glass, and said coldly, "You really don't want to marry the imperial brother?" There was an undeniable majesty in his tone.

Murong Xue's body trembled, "Fei Ye, you and I grew up with the emperor since childhood, what kind of feelings do I have for him, and what feelings do I have for you, don't you understand?" As she spoke, two tears slipped down Murong Xue's pitiful little face.

"Really? At first I thought so, but then I didn't think so. ”

"What do you mean?"

Bai Feiye smiled coldly, "The banquet of the ministers after the imperial brother ascended the throne, I couldn't attend it that day, I don't know what happened in the palace that day, why did the imperial brother promise you to accept you as a concubine at the concubine selection ceremony,"

Bai Feiye looked at Murong Xue coldly, Murong Xue felt empty in her heart, "Recently, how did I hear the officials present that day say that you performed a dance by yourself, and the imperial brother rewarded you, and you recommended yourself to become the imperial brother's concubine?" ”

Murong Xue trembled nervously, looking at Bai Feiye with teary eyes,

"It's not the night, it's not like this! It wasn't my will, it was my father, my father forced me, and he insisted that I marry the emperor! ”

Although it was her father's proposal to dance that day, she did not refuse.

She has been on good terms with Bai Yixiu and Bai Feiye since she was a child, and her father told her that one of them will become the emperor of Baixi Country in the future, and whoever ascends the throne in the future will dedicate himself to whomever he wants. When the emperor died, everyone thought that it would be passed on to Bai Feiye, but it was Bai Yixiu, her father asked her to run to Bai Feiye's mansion every day in order to prevent Bai Feiye from having the idea of seizing the throne. It was during that time that the relationship between her and Bai Feiye grew, she said that she wanted to have a place to live in King Jing's Mansion, and Bai Feiye built a Snow Ning Pavilion.

She admitted that between the two brothers, she did fall in love with Bai Feiye, but in the face of love and power, she chose right, but she didn't want Bai Feiye to know what she thought in her heart, so she was disgusted with her, so she told him that she was forced to be helpless, so she wanted to hide it from Bai Feiye and trick him into finding a way to help her quit.

"Murong Xue, do you think this king is stupid, or do you think you yourself are too smart?"

Bai Feiye looked at her coldly, and didn't seem to be affected in the slightest because of what she said just now.

"No, Fei Ye, I've always had you alone in my heart! You have to trust me. Murong Xue got up and grabbed Bai Feiye's hand, tears wetting her face.

"If you confess and read that we grew up together, I can still treat you as a friend and let go."

His tone was as cold as thousand-year-old ice.

Although Murong Xue chose the emperor, she couldn't let go of Bai Feiye in her heart at all, if she admitted it, then what would he think of her, and how would she face Bai Feiye? Thinking of this, she gritted her teeth and grabbed the hand of Bai Feiye's arm, holding it tighter.

"I won't let it go! Unless you believe me, I'll die! ”

Murong Xue looked at Bai Feiye's cold side face with tears in her eyes, waiting for his response.

"It's noisy! I can't sleep well! ”

Ling Lingben was originally due to the strength of the green plum wine, and took advantage of the good smell of ambergris and a faint fragrance on Bai Feiye's body, but when he slept soundly, he was woken up by Murong Xue's voice. Her head was still groggy, she slowly opened her eyes, changed the direction of her head leaning on Bai Feiye's shoulder, lowered her eyes and looked at Murong Xue, who was squatting on the other side, holding Bai Feiye's arm with both hands, and her eyes were hazy with tears, and she raised her eyes to look at Bai Feiye again.

"Tell you, who is she! Why are you holding on to your arm? ”

Ling Ling's chin rested on Bai Feiye's shoulder, and the alcohol anesthetized her thoughts.

"You, what's wrong?" Bai Feiye asked softly.

Ling Ling looked at him, frowning, pouting, his eyes reddened, and said with a look of grievance,

"Are you out there? Is she right? As he spoke, he looked at Murong Xue on the side, "You let go of my boyfriend's hand, otherwise I want you to look good!" Did you hear me? Ling Ling snorted coldly.

"It's not night, look at her!"

Murong Xue looked at Bai Feiye with an aggrieved expression, hoping that he could teach this girl who didn't know the height of the sky a hard lesson, but what she waited for was Bai Feiye's cold sentence,

"Qingfeng, send Miss Murong home."

Qing Feng appeared in the private seat for a moment, and when Murong Xue saw this, she withdrew her hand and got up, wiped the tears from her face, and reluctantly followed Qing Feng away. The moment before she left the seat, she looked back at Ling Ling and Bai Feiye who were sitting at the table, and a touch of ruthlessness flashed in her heart.

"Hmph, in my dream, I dare to rob my boyfriend, I'm really impatient."

Ling Ling looked proud, looking at Bai Feiye's flawless side face with sleepy eyes, she raised her hand to caress lightly, the person next to her paused, turned her face to look at Ling Ling, the faces of the two were less than a palm apart......

"Wow, my boyfriend is so handsome!"

She grinned, her hazy eyes glowing, her fingers gently sliding down the bridge of his nose to his lips.

"What are you doing?" His deep eyes looked at Ling Ling and said softly.

The aroma of wine that Ling Ling emanated from her body mixed with her own body fragrance wafted into Bai Feiye's nose, and somehow, his originally irritable heart gradually settled down.

"I'm going home...... I want to go home......" Ling Ling leaned on his shoulder, his eyes gradually closed, and muttered to himself.

The corners of Bai Feiye's mouth raised, and the ghost said in a bad way,

"Okay, let's go home."