King Ning pursed his lips, his face a little ugly. Gong Lingyu picked up the wine jug, filled his cup with a full glass, and raised his glass to King Ning and said: "The news of the prince is well-informed, and it didn't take long for the adults of my family to accept me, and it reached the ears of the prince." Come, for such speed, I will do it first for respect. ”

Gong Lingyu's words did not contain a word of ridicule, but King Ning's ears were a little hot when he heard it.

In the past, Yun Yihan also knew that they would all place people by his side, and he acted above board, and he didn't have any tricks in their hands, because he never asked them to look at him. What he said just now, Yun Yihan didn't get to the bottom of it, but the white-clothed disciple sitting next to him took it out to talk about it, and he would inevitably be a little embarrassed.

In fact, it is indeed very common for everyone to put eyeliner around each other, but it is a bit awkward to put it on the table. It's like you're in the house and you're talking bad about somebody and that person is just outside listening to the corner and then rushing in and theorizing with you.

King Ning's heart suddenly became depressed, he pinched the wine glass, picked it up, and put it down.

"The prince doesn't have to be embarrassed." Gong Lingyu acted casually, and continued to speak softly to the platform of King Ning: "This kind of thing is not an unsightly thing, everyone knows it." Your people are looking at me, my people are looking at you, and his people are looking at me and you, what a normal thing, isn't it. ”

King Ning was even more depressed, but he was helpless. If you want to say that Yun Yihan owes him a favor, a domineering person like him can treat him a little better because of this favor, let him mention it in front of everyone in the future, and it can also be said that the priest gave him three points of thin noodles. But the white-clothed disciple beside him, who wore a mask and had sharp teeth and aggressive teeth, could be regarded as folding his face a thousand times.

She was talking, Yun Yihan didn't know how to take care of it, she really spoiled her disciples to the point of lawlessness!

King Ning looked around, and there were indeed many people "watching", which made his face plummet.

Gong Lingyu continued to look at King Ning with a smile, King Ning couldn't see the expression on her face, but he could see from the slightly curved corners of her mouth and the beautiful eyes exposed that she was smiling.

With a move in his heart, King Ning smiled cheekily and said, "Come, have a few drinks with this king." ”

Gong Lingyu smiled secretly, didn't say a word, and raised his glass to drink.

"This king likes a heroic woman like a girl." King Ning looked at the white-clothed disciple who had a seductive temperament even though he couldn't see his face, and couldn't help but admire.

"It's not yours to like." Yun Yi smiled coldly, and a delicate smile like a flower suddenly appeared on his handsome face, he was obviously smiling, but it made King Ning feel a little cold.

At the same time, the sound of silk and bamboo gradually intensified, and the butterfly-like dancers on the makeshift stage retreated in an instant. A charming petite figure appeared in the center of the stage, wearing a water-colored wide-sleeved long skirt outlining a charming figure, with a slender waist and weak willows, Yingying barefoot, holding a water-red thorn ribbon on her arm, her eyes were like water, and she looked at everyone in the audience with ripples.

King Ning didn't seem to hear Yun Yihan's sneering words, just stared at the woman who suddenly appeared, affectionate.

Yun Yihan raised his chin and reminded softly: "The moonlight is dim, the prince has to get closer to see clearly." ”

As if he had been pierced by his thoughts, King Ning's face was a little embarrassed, his posture was embarrassed, and he almost staggered to the front with the wine jug......

Gong Lingyu glanced at Yun Yihan suspiciously, the latter pulled her to his chest and sneered: "King Ning likes the top brand of Yinhualou, and everyone in the world knows it." ”

"I see." Gong Lingyu's gaze moved with King Ning's figure that was constantly squeezing forward, and his eyes flashed with a strange look: "The head card of Yinhualou is not as beautiful as the Fat Fragrance Pavilion." ”

She used to be in the Night King's Mansion, and Yeyunqing's color embryo came back with all kinds of top cards, slender and gorgeous, evenly divided, in comparison, this top girl in the flower building is indeed not beautiful. But the dignified King Ning, who is extremely senior and young, has to respectfully call him a little imperial uncle. He still has some military power in his hands, he has money and power, what kind of woman does he fancy can't be, but he likes the prostitute of this Yinhualou?

Probably said that it was a dew love, but no one believed it.

She didn't believe it, it seemed that Yun Yihan didn't believe it either, but Yun Yihan said that the people of the whole city regarded it as a good story.

"So," Yun Yihan coughed lightly, and there was a chill in his quiet voice: "There are strange things here. ”

"That woman seems to know martial arts." Gong Lingyu squinted her eyes at the dancing person, her eyebrows behind the mask frowned slightly, and if she looked closely, she could get an accurate result.

"I sent someone to investigate, and her foundation is clean and clean, and I can't see the slightest flaw."

"You check her? My Priest, are you interested in her? Gong Lingyu leaned in as she spoke, and Yun Yihan slowly stretched out his hand, blocked her face, and pushed her back.

"It is precisely because you can't see the flaw that it is the biggest flaw." Yun Yihan raised her quiet eyes and looked at the center of the stage, with a faint smile on her lips: "Can you see her difference?" ”

Feng Jin stared at that side for a long time, and exclaimed, "She is a Miao person!" ”

Most of the girls in Miao Jiang are cheerful and bold, hot and enthusiastic, with thin faces, pointed noses, and charming demeanor that seem to be innate gifts.

Although there are very few Miao people in Nanzhao now, most of the people in the Poison King Valley are from Miao Jiang, girls are good at singing and dancing, she has a lot of contact, and she can more or less see the difference between them and the people of the Central Plains.

Yun Yihan lowered his eyes, his eyelashes were like butterfly wings, and he thought thoughtfully: "Among those dancing girls in the back, are there still Miao people?" ”

Gong Lingyu stood up and looked at him for a moment, then shook his head at him.

"I see." Yun Yihan smiled suddenly, as if thousands of white-pink acacia flowers behind him were blooming in an instant.

It turned out that he was not the only one who thought of going to Gumiao Village to hire a killer.

"Let's go back." Yun Yihan also stood up slowly, Gong Lingyu looked up at the moon, pinched the wine glass, and a faint smile on his lips: "I haven't drunk enough." ”

Yun Yihan flicked his fingers, the wine glass in her hand was beaten, Gong Lingyu's hand was quick, and he stabilized the wine glass, Yun Yihan said: "You are not allowed to drink so much in the future." ”

Especially when he thought of her and King Ning's appearance of "singing about wine", the anger in his heart did not come to a place.

"Gone." Yun Yihan pulled Gong Lingyu out, Gong Lingyu suddenly remembered something, and asked, "Eh, did you give the old lady a gift?" ”

"Gifts?" Yun Yihan seemed to hear the Arabian Nights.

Gong Lingyu said: "I said how strange it feels, when we came, I didn't think you brought a gift, but I didn't expect you to be the same as me, under the name of eating and drinking." ”

Yun Yihan snorted slightly, holding her hand and exerting a slight force: "I'm different from you, you're here to eat and drink, I'm here to give Taifu a lot of face." ”

So, gifts or something, he never thought about it.

The old lady was accepting the toast from everyone, at this time, there was an uproar at the door, and there was a strange music, the music was low and depressing, which made people feel depressed when they heard it, and if they listened carefully, it turned out to be mourning.

Yun Yihan was taking Gong Lingyu away, and before he reached the door, he saw that the crowd of people coming and going suddenly rushed towards him - their direction, everyone seemed to see some terrible scene, they retreated, and the crowd instantly quieted down.

Yun Yihan and Gong Lingyu also stopped, just under an acacia tree.

Gong Lingyu was pulled by Yun Yihan with one hand, and the other hand was still empty, she nodded on her toes, reached out and hooked a flower ball down, and pinned it to Yun Yihan's ear.

A second later, the air suddenly cooled.

As soon as Gong Lingyu saw a flower in front of him, the whole person was pressed against the trunk behind him by Yun Yihan, the shadow of the flower group poured down, the cold fragrance on Yun Yihan's body was getting closer and closer, and the cold lips were as cold as the surrounding temperature, mixed with cold incense, and finally returned to the ruins between Gong Lingyu's lips and tongue.

After a long time, Gong Lingyu reacted, Yun Yihan actually kissed her...... Kissed her.

Yun Yihan slowly plucked the flower branch in her ear, gently brushed Gong Lingyu's cheek, she looked sideways, and the soft flower branch was stuck in the trunk like a knife.

Penetrating.

There were people around, sighing and sighing, and the funeral music continued to blow, and no one noticed the two people under the tree here......

After the crowd, the old lady was supported by her son and stepped forward, and when she saw the scene in front of her, she almost didn't pout directly.

The one who just came in through the door turned out to be a funeral procession. Several men dressed in vegetarian clothes carried the pitch-black coffin, followed by a funeral procession, and some people were scattering paper money.

The white paper money was blown up by the evening breeze and flew to the upper of the old lady's shoes, he was like being pricked by a needle, gasping for breath, and his eyes rolled white: "This, who did this!" ”

The big man in the funeral procession has been looking at Le Mingsha, Le Mingsha felt that something was wrong, she wanted to retreat, but was blocked by the crowd behind her. The big man stepped forward, knelt on the ground and saluted: "The princess wishes Lord Taifu blessings like the East China Sea, and longevity is better than Nanshan!" ”

Behind him, a group of people dressed in mourning clothes all saluted with him, and the loud curses shook most of the pear orchard.

Le Mingsha's face was pale, his red lips lost his blood, and he denied in fear: "It's not me, it's not me, Your Highness, someone is framing me, someone is framing me!" She looked at Yan Tian, Yan Tian's face sank suddenly, waved her hand, and said expressionlessly: "Come on, take the princess back to the house." ”

"It's not me!" As he spoke, Le Mingsha broke free from the guards beside him, rushed to the man in mourning clothes at the head, pulled out the guard's knife and put it on his neck, and said fiercely: "Say, who sent you!" ”

The crowd was in an uproar, and the dignified and virtuous princess actually wanted to kill someone in public?!