戌時.

The Jingzhu Pavilion was brightly lit, as if it illuminated most of the Chenwang Mansion.

Above the bamboo platform, a mahogany round table is filled with fine wine, delicacies and fruit snacks, and the three people sitting around the table have already passed three rounds of wine.

But there is one who will raise a glass to him.

"Righteousness... Father-in-law, Ling'er, hiccup, I will toast you again. Xiao Ling, who was already drunk, refused to put down the wine glass in his hand, and staggered up to raise a glass to Qingyang Mo opposite.

At this moment, her beautiful little face was no longer as fair and moist as the day, and her cheeks had long been affected by alcohol, and they were as red as delicate roses.

Qingyang Mo held the wine glass and looked at Xiao Ling on the other side with great interest, "Ling girl, it seems that your alcohol consumption has increased a lot." ”

This girl has been clinking glasses with them more than 20 times, and the amount of alcohol has simply increased by leaps and bounds!

I think that at the beginning, she was drunk and unconscious after only a few drinks, but now she has such ability, which is rare among women.

"Hee-hee~ yes." Xiao Ling's drunken eyes smiled sweetly at the blurred figure opposite, and then raised his head and drank the wine in the glass.

Jun Yichen, who was sitting next to Xiao Ling, inadvertently quickly replaced the wine pot in front of her table with a teapot, and then helped her sit down slowly, and said with a smile: "Ling'er, eat some fruit and snacks, okay?" ”

"Yes, okay." Xiao Ling supported his chin with both hands, tilted his head and looked at the beautiful man in front of him.

stared at Jun Yichen for a long time before blinking his eyes and exclaiming, "Still, as handsome as ever!" ”

Qingyang Mo on the opposite side was stunned for a moment, and his sword eyebrows raised, "Handsome? ”

After a meal, this girl will soon come out with a few alternative words that they don't understand, what tired and unloved, fragments, rhythm, return rate... Wait a minute??

Now there's another one - handsome!

Xiao Ling nodded while eating a snack: "Well, as the name suggests, he is a very, very good-looking person, if you evaluate it from an aesthetic point of view... It's his person: his appearance is good, and his expression is also good. ”

"Aesthetic?" Jun Yichen and Qingyang Mo glanced at each other suspiciously, and then focused their eyes on Xiao Ling.

As a result, she had already fallen asleep on the table, and there was still some fine powder of dim sum left in the corner of her mouth.

"En~aesthetic, aesthetic." His eyes were closed, but his mouth was still muttering softly.

Looking at Xiao Ling's appearance at the moment, Qingyang Mo had a faint smile in his eyes, and said beside him: "Chen'er, let's stop here tonight, I'm tired of being a teacher, you send the spirit girl back first, and we'll discuss it tomorrow." ”

Jun Yichen stood up and bowed his head to him, "Well, then master, you have a good rest." ”

When he raised his head again, there was no Qingyang Mo in front of him, and on the table, there was only a lonely cup left against Mingyue.

The wine in the glass reflected the full moon, and it seemed to glow with a faintly soft light.

Turning his head, the large lake in front of him with no end in sight was swept by the autumn wind, and immediately swayed in a circle of clear and dynamic ripples, and a bamboo bridge meandered and loomed, adding a touch of mystery to the night.

"Good night, good scene."

Retracted his gaze, looked down at the people around him who were already breathing evenly, and sighed slightly, "It's a pity that the beautiful woman has fallen into a dream, and I am left alone to watch it, which is really boring." ”

"Good wine, good wine, good wine..." The person lying on the table suddenly murmured, and his voice was soft and innocent.

Jun Yichen shook her head helplessly, then bent down and whispered in her ear: "Ling'er, I'll send you back to Liuliyuan first." ”

After speaking, he was about to pick her up, but when his hand just reached her waist, the sleeping man suddenly opened his hazy eyes and looked at him with a smile, "Chen, it's good for you to carry me." ”

As soon as her words fell, Jun Yichen's body suddenly stiffened, as if petrified, her phoenix eyes stared at her tightly, a touch of disbelief flashed in her eyes, and the expression on her face flickered darkly.

His chest rose and fell violently, a restless heart seemed to be about to burst out of his body, and his black pupils showed a hint of hesitation and confirmation, what did she just call herself? Chen···??

Is it really calling yourself?

He bent over like this, looked down at Xiao Ling, his phoenix eyes didn't blink, and asked cautiously: "Ling'er, what did you call me just now?" ”

Xiao Ling tilted his little head, looked back at him with a blurred eye, stretched out his hand to touch the handsome face in front of him, and his red lips lightly opened: "Chen, it's good to carry me back." ”

Jun Yichen's face was happy, her big palm covered her small hand, and her expression was no longer as indifferent as before, "Good, good, I carry it, I carry it." ”

And then...

The group of secret guards around Jing Zhuxuan, as well as the two brothers Feng Xuan, who were leaning against a big tree with their swords, all witnessed with their own eyes, the dignified Eastern Jin Dynasty God of War, and everyone knew the bloodthirsty and ruthless Shura Jun, but at this moment, he squatted on one knee in front of a woman, showed his back defenselessly, and said with a smile, "Ling'er, come up." ”

As soon as the gentle and doting voice came out, everyone trembled collectively, how many times were they delusional, and the prince could treat them so gently...

Then he comforted himself, the prince revealed that such gentleness depends on people, on people, on them? Don't even think about it.

His gentleness is only for the future Princess Chen, and the others, who know it with their toes, have no place at all.

Xiao Ling staggered to his feet, looked at the back in front of him that fascinated him countless times, looked at it, and suddenly his nose was sore, and his eyes quickly became misty.

When I was a child, I longed to have my parents back, but the so-called parents didn't exist at all, and she was just an orphan.

Now, the man in front of her who loves her like his life is willing to deign to carry her, which is a great honor for her.

wiped the tears on his face, and lay on his back without any scruples, his hands gently wrapped around his neck, "Chen, it's good to have you." ”

Jun Yichen slowly got up with Xiao Ling on his back, and when he felt the soft delicate body and the subtle fragrance of jasmine, a trace of inexplicable strangeness flashed in his body, and there was a faint itch spreading in his heart.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and calmed down, "Ling'er, do you know that before I met you, my heart was dead, like a pool of stagnant water, without any waves at all. ”

Step by step, he left subtle footprints on the bamboo bridge, "After meeting you, this dead heart is alive, and the stagnant water is also drifting with the footsteps of spring." ”

He turned his head to look behind him and said very seriously: "Ling'er, it was you who 'saved' me, so it's really good that I have you!" ”

Everyone in the dark collectively fell goosebumps, but they didn't expect that His Royal Highness King Chen, who was cold and arrogant, evil and ruthless, and bloodthirsty and enchanting, would not blink when he talked about love!

Jun Yichen seemed to feel a wave of disgust from everyone, his phoenix eyes inadvertently swept around, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, but his expression was...

Just the hint of a smile in his eyes made everyone shudder.

At the same time, an evil and low voice came from his mind at an inopportune time, "You let this king know, it turns out... This is how it is written. ”

Everyone only felt that an extremely cold breath instantly rose from the soles of their feet, reaching their hearts, trembling and panicking, shaking their heads and nodding their heads.

And Xiao Ling, who was surging back in his mind, leaned comfortably on Jun Yichen's back and fell asleep.

The moment she closed her eyes, she muttered in a blur of her eyes, "I, am I heavy?" ”

"Heh~ I carried the whole world on my back, you said you were not heavy!" Jun Yichen hooked his lips and chuckled, and the strength in his hand tightened a little.

This is the second world he has spoken to himself.

Xiao Ling pressed his cheeks tightly against his warm back, smelled the scent of orchids that belonged to him, and fell asleep again with peace of mind.