"I think, you also know the prince!" Ling Xiyun looked at Narong Moli after listening to her words, "Well, I've seen him!" ”

Su Bei continued: "The prince's name is Narong Moli, he is an upright person, easy-going, humble and gentle. Sitting next to him was the crown princess Xia Weiyan, who was the daughter of a first-class official in the dynasty. ”

Su Bei pointed to the other side of the table again, like a teacher pointing out a child who had just entered school, and said seriously: "That one with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and who talks and writes poems, is the third prince Narong Qingnan!" ”

Su Bottle pointed to the one next to him, "The one who invited people to drink was the Sixth Prince." ”

"And the one wearing blue and white clothes is the Eighth Prince, Narong Ye Yu, personable, gentle as water, he is also the younger brother of the Seventh Prince."

"Really?" Ling Xiyun looked at her eyes, she really looked a little similar! Compared with Narong Jingxuan, he has more of a feeling of being a little Zhengtai.

"Who's that little bean ding?" Ling Xiyun pointed to the villain who was a head shorter than herself at the dining table and said excitedly.

"That's it! It's the Nine Emperors! It's cute, but it's also quite naughty~" Ling Xiyun looked at the Ninth Emperor Prince, who was only ten years old in the distance, and giggled.

"And what about the three princes or princesses?" Ling Xiyun continued to ask.

"Those three...... Su Bottle shook his head, "The fifth prince, like my husband, died in battle. As for the fourth princess, I just heard that she died of illness at a very young age! ”

"Ah, that's it!" Ling Xiyun ate a grape after listening to her words.

At this moment, a maid hurriedly ran to Su Bottle from outside the door, panting and saying something in her ear, and then Su Bottle's whole face turned white!

Clutching the girl's sleeve, Su Bottle's eyes were full of shock and said, "What you said is true?!" ”

The little maid nodded with tears in her eyes, Su Wei immediately couldn't sit still, and said goodbye to Ling Xiyun with a gentle smile on her face, and left in a hurry after telling Narong Moli......

Looking at her back as she left in despair, Ling Xiyun felt very uncomfortable, but she was helpless, she sighed, and then drank the wine in the cup!

It's just that she couldn't help frowning as soon as she finished drinking!

Why is this wine so strong?!

She can't seem to drink......

If you start a drunken mania here, you're going to be terrible!

Thinking about it, Ling Xiyun hurriedly ran out with the urine, but before she could walk far out of the main hall, she felt that the strength of the wine had come up! Consciousness is also starting to get a little unclear......

Seeing Ling Xiyun running out in a hurry, Narong Jingxuan raised her eyebrows, guessing that her temperament would definitely make trouble outside, and her eyes followed out!

However, as soon as she went out, she saw Ling Xiyun lying motionless on the rockery on the side, and Narong Jingxuan walked over with some puzzlement and touched her arm.

"Hey! Ling Xiyun, what's wrong with you? ”

Hearing someone shouting to herself, Ling Xiyun raised her head in a daze and looked over, her smart eyes were full of hazy moisture, and she opened her mouth and raised a sweet smile, "Let's chirp" and rushed towards Narong Jingxuan!

Tugging at his sleeve, Ling Xiyun suddenly spoke, drunkenly raised a finger and pointed at him and smiled, "This son, you are so familiar!" ”

"Why are you drunk?"

Seeing Ling Xiyun's unconscious appearance, a little overwhelm flashed in Narong Jingxuan's cold eyes. What kind of alcohol is this woman, how much alcohol has she drunk, and she is actually drunk like this!

In fact, Ling Xiyun only drank a small glass, she originally belonged to the kind of system that can't get drunk, as soon as she gets drunk, she will get drunk, and when she gets drunk, she will definitely go crazy!

"I'm not drunk! I haven't even drunk anything, where am I drunk?! Ling Xiyun's beautiful face was dyed crimson, and her steps were also crooked, she suddenly picked a flower from the flowers, and was about to insert it on Narong Jingxuan's head!