The night moon, hanging high on the trees, the autumn wind, blowing low on the withered grass.

In the ring pond of the Golden Que Pavilion, the lotus canopy has already withered, and the sound of frogs in the water has gradually disappeared, announcing the arrival of autumn.

The hustle and bustle of the chrysanthemum night banquet can never be heated, and the cold and lonely atmosphere of the Golden Que Pavilion.

Han Qing lay on the ground, drinking the chrysanthemum wine sent by the emperor alone, holding the cocktail pot alone, and pouring it into his throat.

The light yellow liquor flowed down his red lips into the collar, and the half-transparent wet clothes obediently outlined his sexy chest.

Sorrow into the wine, wine into the sorrow, sorrow on the sorrow.

"Hahaha......" Han Qing listened to the unsatisfactory words of the person opposite, and the more he laughed, the more sad he became, and the wine turned into a handful of bitter tears.

"You all bear me, I really won't be angry......"

In front of her, Han Qing angrily smashed the empty wine jug in his hand to the ground, and in the huge breaking sound, a human voice came from the stairs.

At the same time as the wooden door opened, the black figure took the first step and flashed out of the window in an instant.

Xiao Jingyu's gaze moved from the fragments of residual wine flowing on the ground to the cage, leaning on Han Qing lying on the ground with one elbow, and the corners of his lips rose darkly.

Xiao Jingyu raised his hand and motioned to the palace maid to open the golden cage, and the drunken walked slowly to approach Han Qing, who was sulking. His fair and handsome face was covered with drunken redness, and he knew that he had drunk a lot of wine at the chrysanthemum night banquet.

Han Qing couldn't help frowning when he heard that person walking, and a strong smell of wine came to his nose.

"Brother Han, but, but I don't like it, no, no one drinks with you, and I'm angry." Xiao Jingyu asked kindly with a smile on his face, and there was some confusion in his seemingly sober words.

"Oh, that's good!" Han Qing lazily raised his eyelids, looked at Xiao Jingyu who came at night, and said boredly playing with the gold chain.

Beside him, there were already many empty wine jars.

Xiao Jingyu moved a jar of unopened wine beside him, and as soon as he lifted the lid of the wine, the smell of wine came to his face.

Han Qing snatched it unceremoniously, Xiao Jingyu chuckled lightly, and reopened a jar of wine.

Xiao Jingyu picked up the wine jar, and in Han Qing's different eyes, he took the initiative to hook Han Qing's neck and touch the wine jar and said: "Double Ninth Festival, Double Ninth Festival is approaching, this wine, this wine, I salute Brother Han to eliminate the melancholy in my chest."

Han Qing hooked her red lips, gave a few thin noodles, and took the initiative to drink it.

"Brother Han is upset because of the Double Ninth Festival and can't get together with his relatives." Xiao Jingyu didn't withdraw the hand on Han Qing's neck, learned to pose to him, next to him, and lay down like an old man.

"Hehe, if you want me to be happy in my heart and my sorrows are gone, just let me go, and I will think of your actions in the future, and I will barely find a comfortable way for you."

Han Qing shook off his hand, and his words were naked with sharp hooks, and Xiao Jingyu was not ashamed of his anger.

Xiao Jingyu hooked his hand around Han Qing's neck again, and persuaded him in a good voice: "Brother Han, you have no interest in following Bei Hanmo, you are tired and tired, you are a cow and a horse to fight the world for him, it is better to follow me to eat and drink spicy food, and come to be happy, don't you say?"

"Oh, if I come to Muyun, do you have a princess to marry me?" Han Qing looked at it, and was sure that Xiao Jingyu was indeed drunk, and asked jokingly.

"Yike...... Ah Ruan married Sima Huan, Ah Ding was asked to go by the former King Muwan, Ah Kun escaped from the palace and eloped with someone to have a child, she will definitely not be able to marry you.

The princess of the right age has been married, and the youngest princess, Ah Xin, is only seven or eight years old, and Brother Han is afraid that she will be disappointed...... Wish. ”

Xiao Jingyu stretched out his hand, counted for a long time, and replied apologetically embarrassed.

Outside the window, Mo Xiangli was curious to peek at the situation of the Golden Que Pavilion, Han Qing quietly withdrew the gaze that fell on Li's face, and his heart moved, secretly remembering the bet he and his sister had made before.

"Oh, then Brother Xiao's family, but there is still a prince as handsome as you?"

So Han Qing's voice changed, and his slender and slippery fingers slowly covered the back of Xiao Jingyu's hand holding the wine jug, and asked angrily.

His thin eyes were like hooks, his red lips were like blood, and he inadvertently shook Xiao Jingyu's eyes.

Xiao Jingyu was teased, and in fright, he withdrew the hand hooked on Han Qing's neck, lowered his head, and admonished himself in a wavering mood: "Brother Han, I am not Rong Bai."

"Hehe, you're jealous of me seducing him." Han Qing approached Xiao Jingyu, rubbed his hand on Xiao Jingyu's chest, and said with a smile in his ear like a goblin.

"I, naturally, ...... Is there no ......" Xiao Jingyu kept retreating as he approached, and soon there was a bed behind him.

"Don't worry, he's not as interesting as you, I just tease him on weekdays, but it's all innocent."

Han Qing put his mouth into the jar in Xiao Jingyu's hand, drank a jar of wine with his hand, licked his lips that were becoming more and more red, and said more and more ambiguously.

Xiao Jingyu stared at Han Qing's red lips with drunken eyes, and couldn't help swallowing.

"I've already remembered what happened two years ago, Brother Xiao's things, I hid them in a place where only I know, do you want to find me to get them back." After Han Qing said this, Xiao Jingyu's pupils narrowed slightly.

"You don't even remember." Xiao Jingyu suddenly grabbed Han Qing's hand excitedly, and roared a little angrily.

"Oh, how did Brother Xiao know me, I didn't think about it." Han Qing was slightly surprised, his attitude was still sticky, and half of his body pressed against Xiao Jingyu's chest.

The distance between the two people's faces is less than a hand, and the heat on each other's faces is ambiguous with alcohol.

"You'll find out when you think about it later." Xiao Jingyu wanted to push away the weak and boneless Han Qing, and stood up and left irritably.

Han Qing secretly wondered: Did he really steal his things.

Han Qing glanced at it secretly, Mo Xiangli, who was hiding outside the window and peeking nervously, how could he give up halfway and let him go easily.

simply didn't do anything, reached out and pressed Xiao Jingyu, directly imprinted his mouth on his lips, clasped his head and deepened the kiss.

Han Qing didn't expect that the man immediately took the initiative to respond to him, sucking his tongue numb. Secretly said: The good guy pretended to be pure enough, and he couldn't tell what was dirty in his heart, and he almost lost his eyes.

The clothes of the two were tumbling, fading and falling, leaving only two honest bodies that were intertwined with each other.

Mo Xiangli hid behind the window, covering his mouth in disbelief, Tan Lang actually fell for his brother's charm, and looked at Han Qing looking at her with a meaningful look.

She pinched her palms deeply, secretly hating her brother for deliberately using such despicable and dirty means in order to demolish her relationship with Tanlang.

She couldn't bear to look directly at the two people rolling in the room, and just wanted to leave, she accidentally stepped on the tiles.

"Who?" Xiao Jingyu heard the voice, his phoenix eyes looked out of the window sharply, and saw that something seemed to be shaking in the black void, Han Qing immediately turned his head and gave him a more passionate kiss.

Xiao Jingyu was gradually distracted, and Han Qing hugged his head and pressed him to prevent him from getting up.

"It's just an uninteresting cat." As soon as Han Qing's words fell, the sound of a kitten sounded outside the window.

Han Qing covered his ears and said with a smile: "Don't listen, let's continue." His eyes signaled Mo Xiangli, who was hiding outside and almost exposed, to leave quickly.

Under the cover of Han Qing, Mo Xiangli walked through the window with a thrilling face, and left the Golden Gate Pavilion in a daze.

She began to be jealous of her brother's stunning beauty, and hated Tan Lang for not being resolute enough and betraying their pure love.

Han Qing looked at Xiao Jingyu, who was confused, and thought proudly: Li'er must see your true face clearly today, you just wait to regret it, watch me and Yan'er fly together.

Han Qing estimated that after Mo Xiang walked away, his attitude immediately became cold.

Suddenly, he pushed Xiao Jingyu's chest away in annoyance, patted his head in confusion, and said apologetically: "Hey, I'm really drunk, how can I mistake you for Princess Jing."

Hehe, how do we men do foolish things, my sister must know that she is going to laugh at us. ”

Xiao Jingyu's boiling blood immediately became cold, and his handsome face looked at Han Qing pretending to be drunk, and the strength under his hands became heavier and heavier.

Han Qing couldn't help but cry out in pain from his pinched back, and the mouth that had just opened was immediately re-blocked by Xiao Jingyu.

Xiao Jing...... Brilliant...... What do you want to do? Han Qing couldn't help but be anxious when he saw that Xiao Jingyu wanted to overlord the bow.

"Yan'er, you're naughty again, our business, what's your brother's business." Xiao Jingyu tied Han Qing's hand with a chain, his phoenix eyes smiled, and the drunken flush on his face became thicker and thicker.

Han Qing was chained by gold chains, and his martial arts were banned by drugs, and he was powerless, where was Xiao Jingyu's opponent. Seeing that he mistook himself for Yan'er and wanted to have sex, he called out secretly.

When Han Qing saw him licking his chest, he immediately collapsed, and threatened in fright: "Xiao Jingyu, let go of me, you sober me up, I'm Han Qing, if you dare to touch me, it's over...... Woohoo......"

Han Qing's warning words were blocked by the drunkard in a kiss, and only a whining voice remained, which seemed more and more seductive.

The purple bed shook so badly that Han Qing was pressed by a mountain, so he could only bite his red lip and cry silently. He never thought that he would set up someone else, but he didn't expect to put himself on the hook, and he regretted not being at the beginning.

It's really a sin I did, so I can only endure blood and tears, grit my teeth and swallow it.

Mo Xiangli, who returned to the Mei Palace, was in a daze, and saw that the purple jade jade pendant that Tan Lang had given her before on her waist was gone, and she immediately came to her senses, and began to rummage everywhere anxiously.

Xindao, I saw it in the morning, why I didn't see it at night, and I prayed in my heart that I wouldn't fall on my brother's place.

Mo Xiangli personally lit the lantern and searched for three laps at the gate of the Mei Palace, but there was still no trace, for fear of attracting the attention of others, so he had to do it and planned to find it again tomorrow.

Mo Xiangli was anxious and spent the morning in insomnia.

One day, in the morning, Xiao Jingyu was used to getting up early, came to the window, saw a piece of purple jade jade left in the corner of the wall, and picked it up with his slender fingers.

He rubbed the familiar texture on it, and silently looked back at Han Qing, who was sleeping naked on the bed in the golden cage, and the emotions in Feng's eyes were dark and unbreakable.

Xiao Jingyu's subordinates had the luck to throw the purple jade jade pendant to an inconspicuous place on the eaves. He looked at Han Qing's beautiful back, turned over, revealing the kiss marks of the four cloths on his back, his thin lips were secretly hooked, and he left the Golden Gate Pavilion with his back hand.