Chapter Eighty-Three: The Feeling of Jealousy

Several palace maids were shocked, crying and begging for mercy, and one of them was frightened and fainted.

Mo Yanzhao didn't look at it anymore, and said coldly to the chief eunuch: "Follow me." ”

The chief steward glanced fiercely at the few little palace maids who collapsed to the ground, and followed behind Mo Yanzhao.

The manager quietly glanced at Mo Yanzhao's face, and found that it was not good-looking, so he rolled his eyes and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, it's not too early, why don't you go to the queen's side to ask about the situation?" ”

"I think someone with a heart must have spread such a rumor and wanted to ruin the queen's reputation."

But Mo Yanzhao just said in a cold voice, "Don't rush to go first." Go and get me some wine. ”

Hearing that he wanted to drink, the manager hesitated, but still agreed.

"Since the emperor wants to drink, then I will immediately go and ask the palace maids to prepare wine for the emperor."

The group walked to the front of a pavilion, and the anger in Mo Yanzhao's heart was depressed, and he sat under the pavilion.

It was getting dark.

The surroundings were plunged into endless darkness, and only the candle flame like a bean in front of him illuminated a small square of the world.

Mo Yanzhao looked at the candle flame in front of him in a daze and sighed lightly.

My heart felt like I was being pressed by a stone, and I felt a trace of sourness.

Seeing this Song Zi'an before, I felt that it was okay to keep him by Wei Lingling's side.

He was only fifteen or sixteen years old.

But she never thought that she was much more concerned about Song Zi'an than herself.

This rumor has spread in the palace, and it will surely ruin Wei Ling's reputation.

I don't believe this rumor, but I always feel sour in my heart.

The manager saw Mo Yanzhao's thoughts at a glance, and scolded angrily on the side: "These palace maids are really hateful, they listened to gossip and said bad things about the queen's mother, and I will take those palace maids well when I am tomorrow!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the manager looked at his face carefully, but found that there was no change, and his heart was still very entangled.

The palace maid hurriedly brought a pot of wine.

The manager opened the wine, Mo Yanzhao held the wine glass, and drank several glasses in a row, drinking quickly and quickly.

The moon gradually rose, illuminating the pavilion.

He looked at this beautiful moonlight, and he was thinking about it, and his thoughts were numb.

The chief eunuch stood beside him, not daring to move, quietly accompanying him.

After Mo Yanzhao drank a few cups of this daughter red, he felt a little drunk, and his body was a little uncontrollable.

The chief eunuch knew at a glance that he was drunk, and hurriedly helped him to the side.

The voice was full of distress, "Your Majesty, are you okay, why don't I help you go back and have a good rest first?" ”

But at this time, Mo Yanzhao lost his temper.

"No, I'm going to keep drinking, I'm going to drink to my heart's content!"

The manager was worried when he saw it, and he was afraid that something would happen to him.

"Your Majesty, it's not a way for you to drink like this, so let's go back and rest quickly."

But Mo Yanzhao didn't listen to persuasion at all, he still kept drinking, and gradually, his eyes were already blurred.

Seeing that Mo Yanzhao was about to lose his seat, the chief steward was heartbroken and snatched the wine glass from his hand.

"Your Majesty, you can't drink anymore, if you drink again, you'll be really drunk."

Mo Yanzhao was drunk, lying on the stone table in the pavilion, resting for a while before opening his eyes in a daze.

The manager stayed by his side and did not dare to relax at all.

Mo Yanzhao said in a daze, "Take me to the queen's bedroom." ”

The manager hesitated for a while, he was very drunk at this time, wouldn't he go to the queen's bedroom to make trouble, but he still had no choice but to come down.

Several guards helped Mo Yanzhao and went to Wei Ling's bedroom.

At this time, Wei Lingling also lay down to rest, but he didn't expect that he would come here so late.

When he saw Mo Yanzhao, he suddenly woke up.

"Your Majesty, why are you here?"

Wei Fuling simply put on a coat and watched stupidly as they helped the drunk Mo Yanzhao into the dormitory.

The eunuch and a few guards helped him to the bed and helped him change his clothes.

The manager came to Wei Lingling, lowered his head, and said very helplessly, "Queen Mother, the emperor has something in his heart, he is drunk tonight, and he is tired of the queen to take care of the emperor more." ”

Wei Fuling nodded, wrinkled her nose and said, "How much wine has the emperor drunk, this palace is full of his wine smell." Don't worry, I'll take care of the emperor. ”

The eunuch was satisfied and left Wei Ling's dormitory.

Mama Yu stayed by her side and looked at Mo Yanzhao with some concern.

"Niangniang, the emperor is drunk, can't it be because the matter between you and the guard reached the emperor's ears?"

Glancing at Mo Yanzhao lying on the bed, Wei Lingling sighed helplessly.

"If he believes it, I don't have to say more, you step down first, I'll take care of him."

Mama Yu looked at them worriedly, and finally retreated silently.

Wei Lingling walked to the side of the bed and stared down at Mo Yanzhao for a long time.

Breathe a sigh of relief, "Why are you doing this?" ”

In this quiet time, the system prompt comes again.

[Don't disrupt the progress of the story.] You have no special relationship with this guard in the script. 】

Wei Lingling nodded tiredly. In this original script, he is not in cahoots with Song Zi'an, and he doesn't want to drag him down.

Mo Yanzhao drank a lot of wine, so he had to pour him some sobering soup.

Wei Fuling hurriedly went out again, asked the palace maid to prepare a bowl of decanting soup, sat down on the edge of the bed again, and stared at his handsome face for a long time.

"What are you doing this for? You didn't like me in the books. She muttered to herself.

Seeing Mo Yanzhao's eyelids blinking, he seemed to wake up.

Wei Lingling was sitting precariously with a nervous face.

I saw him slowly open his eyes, and it was Wei Lingling in front of him, and he thought he was dreaming.

I blinked a few more times, and then I gradually realized that this was true.

"Who brought me here?"

Mo Yanzhao pressed his temples to get up, and Wei Lingling immediately stretched out his hand and pressed him on the bed.

"Your Majesty, you have drunk too much wine, don't move yet, I have already sent the palace maid to prepare a sobering soup for you."

Wei Fuling's expression was still so cold, he saw that his heart was cold, and his mind seemed to be much clearer.

"Is it true that you and the guard are doing what they say?"

Mo Yanzhao turned his head and stared at her with a fiery gaze, his gaze was still a little blurry, as if it was covered with a layer of mist.

Wei Lingling was a little angry when she heard this.

"Your Majesty, what do you mean by this? Would you rather believe their nonsense than believe me as a person? ”

Although his role is still to be abandoned by him in the end, it is not this time.