Hearing this, Crimson was dumbfounded.

"What? Now that the emperor is still on the throne, Mo Nanqi and they are so bold that there is no one in their eyes? ”

Crimson's eyes widened in shock, she really didn't expect that this was the reason for her cousin's injury.

"No! If this matter does not go to the emperor, I am afraid that they will secretly target you, cousin! I'm going to go back and fix the book for my father, and let him come forward to solve it! ”

Crimson slammed the table, looking angry, and was about to turn away as she spoke.

Seeing that she was so anxious, An Ruqing hurriedly stretched out her hand to hold her: "Don't make a noise about this matter, as if you don't know." ”

"I will solve them by myself, and now I will talk about the past, and I don't want to disappoint them." Mo Nanchen nodded in agreement, his dark eyes were slightly dark, and the bottom of his eyes was dark and rich.

Seeing this, Crimson didn't say anything, and Dafang should keep it a secret.

The wine on the table was mellow and fragrant, and when Minghui came from outside, he happened to bump into the appearance of the three of them drinking heavily.

"Minghui is here?" An Ruqing's fair little face turned red, and she beckoned to Minghui, "You also sit down and drink a few glasses, these are the good wines that the prince treasures, and today we will try to drink them all for him!" ”

She snickered and blinked, and got up to pour the wine herself and handed it to Minghui.

Mo Nanchen has never liked to drink, but he is a good collector of wine, and the wine he has in his house is an excellent thing.

An Ruqing has been here for a long time and has learned to drink, and she has no resistance to this kind of mellow wine.

Minghui hesitated for a few seconds, after all, he was a guard, and he usually dined at the same table as his master.

Seeing him twisting like this, Crimson on the side couldn't help but pull him to sit down, take the wine poured by An Ruqing, and put it heavily in front of him.

"How can a big man be so twisted and pinched! If your cousin-in-law asks you to sit, you can sit down, you don't have to refuse! ”

The crimson of his cheeks patted Minghui's shoulder vigorously, and his slender hand did not move away from his shoulder, just like a good brother.

"You ......"

Minghui blushed and didn't dare to move, he had never been so close to a woman, and suddenly he was hugged by Crimson, and he felt uncomfortable.

His blushing made Crimson interested.

"You haven't drunk yet, and you're blushing?" Crimson tilted her head and took a sip of wine, and she leaned closer to Minghui and smirked.

Minghui seemed to be the only one left in front of him, and Crimson hugged him hard, using a little alcohol to keep teasing him.

An Ruqing and Mo Nanchen both laughed after seeing it, and when they received Minghui's eyes for help, An Ruqing cleared her throat.

"Okay, okay, let go of Minghui, he's about to be suffocated by you!" An Ruqing pulled Crimson, and when she spoke, she still couldn't hide her smile.

Minghui was free, and disappeared with a smoke.

His back was anxious, as if he was afraid that someone would chase him behind him.

An Ruqing smiled breathlessly, tears overflowed from her eyes, she had never seen Minghui so panicked, and now she was made like this by a crimson woman, it was really funny.

But it's also true that Crimson would be so interested in a guard who has always been upright.

"Qing'er."

Mo Nanchen's dark eyes sank slightly, and the vinegar in his eyes was shocked.

Hearing the voice, An Ruqing couldn't hold back her laughter, and comforted Mo Nanchen with a good voice.

At night, the sound of cicadas outside the house is constant.

An Ruqing came to the wing room with a few new clothes.

As she approached the room, she saw that she was wiping the crimson of the whip, and she couldn't help but think of what the Emperor had said today.

"Crimson, at lunch today, I found that you are very different from Minghui, are you happy with this type of man?" An Ruqing put down her clothes and asked bluntly.

One of her favorite things about Crimson is that you don't have to beat around the bush when talking to her.

Crimson heard the voice, slightly stunned, and confusion appeared in her eyes.

"I don't know if I'm happy or not, but as soon as I saw Minghui's somewhat honest look, I couldn't help but tease and bully him."

Crimson eyes drooped, she stared at the ground, her expression was dazed, for the joy in An Ruqing's mouth, she didn't know if she liked Minghui's emotions.

Hearing this, An Ruqing shook her head helplessly and smiled, she stepped forward to sit on Crimson's side, and gently hugged her shoulders.

"Minghui, he has a very good personality, if you really have a different idea about him, of course you can try it."

After speaking, An Ruqing smiled secretly again, lowered her voice and whispered: "Minghui's stuffy temperament, if he is really with you, it will definitely bring you a different experience." ”

When Crimson heard this, her cheeks turned red uncontrollably, and she didn't dare to raise her head at all.

The two talked for a long time, and it wasn't until late at night that An Ruqing fell asleep in Crimson.

Not long after, An Ruqing, who woke up in an unfamiliar bed, got up and was about to pour a cup of tea to moisten the fat man, when she suddenly caught a glimpse of a person sitting outside the window under the moonlight.

"This ......"

An Ruqing smacked her tongue and blinked her eyes, looked back at the sleeping crimson, and she hurriedly left the room lightly.

She walked quickly to Mo Nanchen's side and reached out to pat him on the shoulder.

"Lord Wang, what are you thinking?"

An Ruqing came to Mo Nanchen's eyes, and saw that he was still looking at him stupidly, so she couldn't help but stretch out her hand and shake in front of him: "Lord Wang? ”

She frowned, and when the words fell, Mo Nanchen suddenly reached out and hugged her as if she had suddenly come back to her senses.

The delicate wife in her arms is soft, and the fragrance that belongs to the woman rushes into her nose crazily, which makes people think back.

"Qing'er ......"

Mo Nanchen muttered, holding An Ruqing's arm with full force, as if he wanted to rub her into the blood.

"Lord Wang...... I'm about to run out of breath......"

An Ruqing's face was red, and the feeling of not being able to get up in one breath was really uncomfortable.

However, looking at Mo Nanchen, who suddenly felt a little wrong, it was really a little confusing.

Mo Nanchen has never exposed his emotions, how could this be the case tonight, isn't he stimulated by something?

"Lord Wang, what's wrong with you? How can you be alone here in the middle of the night? Could it be that you're looking for me? ”

An Ruqing struggled to break free of Mo Nanchen's embrace, she raised her hand to hold Mo Nanchen's handsome face, and asked with a serious expression: "Lord Wang, don't you scare me...... I really get scared of you when you look at people all of a sudden......"

In the end, she didn't know how to think about what happened to Mo Nanchen.

Hearing the sound, Mo Nanchen's dark pupils moved slightly, and the next second, like the light of his eyes coming back, he stared straight at An Ruqing.

His slender fingers trembled, and he poked An Ruqing's fleshy face in disbelief: "Qing'er...... Is it really you? ”

The tone of the rest of the life after the catastrophe made An Ruqing stunned.

"I have only stood here for a long time, looking at the bright moonlight, and I think...... Thought you were going back to your world......" Mo Nanchen's voice was hoarse, and his dark eyes were dull.

Hearing what he said, An Ruqing's heart lifted.

Unexpectedly, Mo Nanchen's emotional loss of control was because of her.

"Lord Wang, don't think about it too much, now I'm really by your side, don't think about other things."

She spoke softly and comforted, and as soon as the words fell, she saw a person walking not far away.

The two of them frowned together, in the palace late at night, there were few people walking, and when they looked at it, they both opened their eyes wide in the next second.

"Xiao Ying......?"

An Ruqing screamed in disbelief, looking at the person who appeared not far away was Xiao Ying, and Xiao Ying walked like a puppet, holding a blood-dripping knife in her hand.