"Princess, is there anything wrong with this wine?"

Mu You was confused, and followed with big eyes.

The scumbag Erha also pouted his buttocks, staring at the wine jar with his tail cocked.

The two stared at each other for a while, and Mo Xi suddenly said, "Where is the prince of the North Underworld?" ”

"It's right next door to the yard!"

As soon as Mu You finished speaking, she saw that her princess was gone.

She was stunned for a while, and suddenly remembered that when she went to the market to buy, she overheard those unpleasant mothers-in-law gossiping about her princess.

She is a spirit, could it be that the princess has fallen in love with the prince of the North Underworld, and as soon as she comes back, she can't wait to find the prince of the North Underworld.

The scumbag Erha is still tilting his head and staring at the wine jar, and the black beans in the two white-eyed people are eye-catching.

At this time, I saw Diao Chuan pushing Rong Xiao over.

Mu Youxiao's heart suddenly burst, and the basin that he was holding in his hand fell to the ground.

Rong Xiao, who was in a wheelchair, turned her head slightly.

Although King Qing had no expression, that handsome face couldn't be better, but Mu You's heart was even more panicked!

"Ginseng, ginseng, see the prince!"

Her mouth trembled with nervousness.

Diao Chuan was very alert, and his long narrow eyes swept silently over the other corners of the courtyard.

There are no assassins!

What is she afraid of?

Rong Xiao's long eyelashes moved slightly, and with his ear power, he naturally knew that there were only three of them and a dog here.

Is there something wrong with the little girl?

"Where's the princess?"

Rong Xiao's voice was low and she couldn't hear her joy or anger, but when it fell on Mu You's ears, it was as cold as ice water.

She hurriedly explained and blurted out: "The princess didn't go to find the prince of the North Underworld!" ”

The words came out baldly, like a bolt of lightning that struck the small courtyard.

All of them are fixed.

Rong Xiao: ......

Uncle Miscellaneous Engineering, who is coming in with a broom to sweep the yard, smack! I dropped the broom in my hand. He settled down, used his twelve layers of skill, picked up the broom, and disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving only the dust that the broom slid up for a moment and slowly drifted away along the way.

Diao Chuan took one step back, just wanting to be invisible.

The scumbag inhaled the air, felt the smell of danger, ran away, plopped, and plunged into the pool that had been washed into ink before.

Mu You felt a silence like never before!

It was so quiet that even his own heartbeat seemed deafening.

It was only then that she realized what she had said.

"King, king, lord......"

Before Mu You stammered, Rong Xiao's wheelchair had already entered the courtyard of Erjin.

"It's over! Finished! It's over......"

Mu You rushed out.

……

Over there, Mo Xi, who went to find the Northern Meditation Cultivator, still didn't know what was going on in the courtyard.

"The prince may be drinking?"

Mo Xi thought about what wine could mess with, the bed collapsed last night, and there could be no accidents today, so this wine still had to be drunk, but he was worried that the poison in Rong Xiao's body that was easy to suppress would not recur after drinking.

Bei Mingxiu stood up like a snow-white robe, with a calm expression on his face, and spit out two words lightly, "Drinkable!" ”

I saw Mo Xi's eyes light up: "How much can I drink?" ”

The corners of Bei Mingxiu's mouth were warmly hooked, and he raised his hand, and his slender fingers were compared.

Mo Xi's eyes brightened, just three cups. I think so, how can he drink more when his body is so delicate.

Okay, she's not good at drinking herself, and three glasses have become about the same, if so, you can use this trick.

"Thank you, Son of the North Underworld!"

"Princess, princess, no, as soon as the prince comes back, he will ask you where ...... "went." Mu You was out of breath and wanted to explain to his master.

"Miss me so soon!"

Mo Xi smiled lightly, the pear vortex bloomed, and she ran back without waiting for Mu You to finish speaking.

"No...... No...... No......" Mu You's eyes glistened with tears.

"What happened?" Bei Ming Xiu asked while fiddling with a few medicinal herbs.

"The princess came to find the prince of Beiming, and the slave accidentally said that she leaked her mouth......" Mu You was full of self-blame.

Northern Meditation Clears Eyes Slightly: ...... Isn't that a bit much......

Mo Xi ran back and told the Bai family that he was going to accompany King Qing to dine in the room, and also told the cook to prepare more side dishes with wine.

By the way, I called Uncle Cheng to come to the room to strengthen the bed.

Uncle Cheng took the tools, but he was in a hurry to go to the execution ground to die.

Mo Xi didn't know the struggle in Uncle Cheng's heart, and returned to the room with two jars of wine.

Rong Xiao's ears moved slightly, but the whole person sat upright, holding the book and did not move.

Mo Xi put the wine on the table and didn't bother him. Instead, the table was set up, and a few lilies and pink roses were inserted in the porcelain vase.

Mo Xi wanted to find roses, the red kind, but she was now a wild rose in the northern frontier.

However, when she saw a few lilies in Bai's house, she took them back.

Rong Xiao smelled the fresh and elegant fragrance that slowly drifted away, and knew that the little girl had just inserted lilies, and there was a slightly strong but pleasant smell that should be a common rose in northern Xinjiang, and the hand holding the book moved slightly.

Uncle Cheng really couldn't see that this bed was good, why did the princess have to let him strengthen it.

Every time he nailed the cork, Uncle Cheng felt that the hammer was hitting his heart, he really didn't want to attract the attention of his master!

After reinforcing the bed, his back was already soaked with cold sweat.

It's so grinding!

"Princess, the bed has been reinforced!" Uncle Cheng stood honestly, just waiting for the ugly princess to say that he could slip away from this dangerous place.

Mo Xi glanced at Rong Xiao, raised his hand to block it, and whispered to the handyman: "Uncle Cheng, no matter how hard you try, you won't step on it, right?" ”

Rong Xiao's face suddenly darkened when she looked at Shujian.

Isn't this girl ever shy when she speaks?

The handyman couldn't even speak, his head shook like a wave, and the flesh on his face trembled.

Seeing that the handyman was so determined, she was relieved.

Mu You carefully arranged the appetizers carefully prepared by the cook, and looked at her princess and remembered that the prince of Beiming asked him to convey to the princess what he had not finished: "The prince will not get drunk if he drinks three jars of wine!" But when he saw that there were two altars on the table, he stopped talking and bowed his head and withdrew.

Mo Xi lit three red candles, the lights were bright and charming, and it was a proper candlelight dinner.

Even if Rong Xiao couldn't see Mo Xi, she felt that she needed such an atmosphere.

"Husband, let's eat!"

Mo Xi walked over and pushed Rong Xiao to the table.

Inadvertently, he had already smelled the aroma of wine, and he recognized that this was a kind of nine-brewed spring wine often brewed by the common people, which was very strong. Because of the cold winters in northern Xinjiang, they prefer such spirits that can make the whole body heat up quickly.

He had seen the amount of alcohol the little girl had, and he dared to drink this kind of spirit.

Mo Xi sat down and picked up his wine glass.

Rong Xiao said coldly: "The princess just went out?" ”

"Yes!"

Mo Xi smiled brightly. But less than five minutes after going out, Rong Meiren missed her, and she was really sticky.

"Where did you go?"

Rong Xiao's hand rested lightly on the armrest of the wheelchair, and her fingertips were slightly closed.

"I'm going to find the son of the North Underworld!" Mo Xi replied without thinking.

(End of chapter)