"It turns out that Tam Mo can dance, and he dances well." Ji Qingyuan almost poured out a sigh at Liang.

"You won't?" Baili Lian put vegetables in Ji Qingyuan's bowl.

"I'll go around in circles, believe it or not?" She looked up at him with her cheeks cupped.

"Believe, how can you not believe."

The heart-wrenching sound of the flute turned from sharp to slow, and as Liang Tianmo's last action stopped, one dance and one play, and the two cooperated seamlessly.

Feng Chenxi took back the jade flute and inserted it into his waist and walked to the center of the stage.

"It's ugly." "It's ugly." The two said in unison, and couldn't help but glance at each other.

"Well, the dance of the Acropolis Lord's wife is an eye-opener, and the accompaniment of Counselor Feng also complements each other, which is much more interesting than yesterday's song and dance." Jiang An secretly looked at Feng Chenxie, there was such a character in Liancheng, he was more suitable for the position of city lord than Shan Yuhuai.

Liang Tianmo stepped down, but he didn't see Wei Junyi in his position, and there was no figure of him around. He didn't move the food on the table, but drank all the wine. There was still a broken wine glass on the table, and Liang Tianmo stretched out his hand to pick up the pieces.

He's angry?

"Tilt Mo," Ji Qingyuan leaned over and shouted, "I just saw your man go out, and that face, tsk, is all black to the bottom of the pot." ”

"He's out?" Liang tilted his head silently.

"If you don't go out, will you look at your eyebrows?"

Liang Tianmo said angrily: "If you talk nonsense, I will break off my friendship with you." ”

"I'm wrong, don't do this, Dump." Ji Qingyuan folded his hands and said flatteringly.

Liang Tianmo ignored Ji Qingyuan anymore, wrapped his hands around his knees, and rested his chin on his knees.

"Flowers." The ceremonial officer shouted.

In an instant, the sound of "boom boom" cannons, countless rows of fireworks burst up, lighting up the entire night sky. Ever-changing fireworks burst into the sky, brilliant and colorful, and meteor-like sparks scattered in all directions.

"Baili Lian, you see, it's so beautiful." Everyone in the audience stood up, and Ji Qingyuan was no exception, jumping up and shouting.

Baili Lian's eyes were her excited face, smiling smartly.

Returning to the dormitory alone, Liang Tianmu sat on the bed in silence. The palace is so big, why hasn't he come back, where has he gone? In the end, is he angry, who is angry, hers, or Liang Tianmo.

After sealing the dust and sending Shan Yuhuai back to the palace, he went back to the house to sleep. As soon as he pushed open the door, with the acumen of a martial arts practitioner, he noticed something unusual, and reached back with his right hand to hold the jade flute. The door was wide open, and his steps remained unchanged.

The sword flashed, and the soft sword stabbed straight at Feng Chenxie's neck, Feng Chenxie picked up the soft sword with the jade flute in his hand, raised his foot and kicked the abdomen of the man in black, the man in black jumped up and turned behind Feng Chenxie, and stabbed with another sword.

In the dark, vision is not very clear. The clashing between the jade flute and the soft sword resounded non-stop. Seeing this, the man in black struck at Feng Chenxie's chest, Feng Chenxie blocked his palm with his elbow, and the man in black turned his wrist and swiped Feng Chenxie's arm in front of him. Feng Chen's palm flipped over the table and knocked down the teapot on the table, and the teapot made a crisp sound when it hit the ground.

The man in black shot more urgently, the two of them slapped each other, and after separation, they stabbed with a sword, and Feng Chenxi stabbed it with a jade flute, "Ting" sounded, the soft sword just touched the mouth of the jade flute, and the man in black kicked at Feng Chenxie's wrist, the latter was in pain, and the jade flute fell to the ground. Feng Chenxi knew that the escape was enough, so he and Wei Junyi delayed the time and ran around the room, knocking out a lot of vases during the process.

"There are assassins!" The cries of slaves rang out in the courtyard.

A large number of guards poured in from outside the courtyard, and the footsteps were noisy, and the man in black no longer delayed a sword to separate the dust, and fled through the window.

"Is Counselor Feng injured?" Candles lit in the room, and the commander of the guards didn't see the man in black come forward and asked.

"It's just a small flesh wound."

"That's fine. Let's go, go after the assassins. The commander flicked his cloak and led the guards out of the room.

Feng Chenxi looked at the palm on his chest, which was strong and solid on the ground, with five finger prints. If he guessed correctly, the man in black who assassinated him was Wei Junyi. He thinks his martial arts are good, but Wei Junyi is still a step ahead, but it is not so easy for him to kill him.

He just played a song for Liang Tianmo, and he actually attracted him to assassinate him, which was really heartfelt. Feng Chenxi bent down to pick up the jade flute on the carpet, fortunately it was fine, thanks to the soft sword he used instead of Cangluan.

Wipe the jade flute, he held it against his lips, the sound of the flute was like resentment, floating in the empty room, giving birth to a wisp of loneliness for no reason.

"Bang dang" Wei Junyi kicked open the door with a light step, which scared Liang Tianmo.

"Where have you been?" She only smelled the smell of wine on his body, his face was flushed, and she hurriedly came over to help him.

"Go away!" Wei Junyi hung a wine bottle between his right fingers, shook off Liang Tianmo with his left hand, and stumbled into the house.

"Wei Xuanyi?" Liang Qian paused, closed the door.

Wei Junyi got on the couch, picked up the wine bottle and poured it into his mouth, and the overflowing wine flowed down his neck into the placket.

Liang Tian looked at him blankly, in the past, he was always high and invincible, the decadent him she saw for the first time, her feelings at this time were neither without waves nor like a knife, but she was depressed and breathless.

Wei Junyi shook the wine bottle, one drop or two of the wine, dripping on his lips, he raised his hand and threw it out, and the wine bottle rolled on the carpet.

"Come here." His eyes were misty, his clothes were slightly disheveled, his neckline was open, and his long hair was wet with wine.

Liang took a towel and soaked it in the basin. She crouched down in front of him, holding a towel to wipe his drunken face.

"Want to leave me?" Wei Junyi grabbed Liang Tianmo's wrist, "Don't think about it in this life!" ”

"Wei Junyi, you hurt me." The sharp pain from her wrist made Liang Tianmo wrinkle her face, he was drunk and his strength was greater, and she had the illusion that her wrist would be crushed.

Wei Junyi looked at her condescendingly. If his eyes were always unable to see emotions before, then he hid it, hidden behind disgust. At this moment, brushing off the veil, she seemed to begin to understand the complexity in his eyes. Got in the resistance, lost would be crazy.

"Silence." He let go of her hand and leaned down to bury his head in her neck, the strong smell of wine surrounding her, and she turned her head to the side in disgust.

"Hmm." She raised her left hand and patted him on the head like a child. "Why are you drinking?"

Silent.

When Liang Tianmo thought that he would keep this position until he was old, Wei Junyi hugged her to the bed.

"Wait, me, I'm ......" drunk sex? Liang struggled to his feet.

"Silence." Wei Junyi suppressed her, at first glance, his eyes were very bright, was he really drunk?

"Wei Junyi, are you drunk?" Liang tried to ask him.

"Don't leave me." He spoke softly, and his eyes became almost misty, but the tone sounded sour to her.

"Wei Junyi," she hugged his shoulders and murmured, "Do you love Liang Tianmo or me?" ”

Wei Junyi never thought about this question, in his consciousness, the difference between her and Liang Tianmo was only that one was the daughter of the enemy and the other was his wife. He can tell the difference, but he can't tell the difference.