Feng Qingling Lingtai felt pain, and calmed down before asking, "What about Long Xiangyu?" She didn't believe that Long Xiangyu would sit idly by.

Mo Li said: "With Longjun here, naturally there won't be any big mess, it's just ...... This matter is not big, it is not small, Feng Jue took the initiative to hurt people twice, it is already an indisputable fact, and I am afraid that this crime will be confirmed. I'm afraid the Dragon King of the East China Sea won't let this matter be like this this time, before I came, he had already sued the Emperor of Heaven, saying that your father intended to protect his shortcomings, so that the timing would be delayed, causing his family Long'er to be hit hard for the second time. ”

"Damn!!"

"This is not just a simple battle of wills, I am afraid that it has risen to the contradiction between the two races. ”

"What did Long Xiangyu say?"

"The point is that Long Jun didn't say anything!" Mo Li bit his lip and thought for a while, a little worried.

Long Xiangyu's attitude is the key to which direction this qiē issue is heading, and his silence now makes people inevitably speculate. Perhaps, he was just struggling with how to appease every member of the dragon clan, including the dragon prince who had been pulled out of the dragon scales. Perhaps, he is just deliberately delaying time, the longer the time is delayed, the deeper the resentment between the dragon clans will be, and when the contradiction is about to erupt, he will definitely be able to take this opportunity to completely crush the Feng clan under his feet, and he will never be able to turn over.

However, no one knows what he had in mind.

"Where is Long Xiangyu now?"

"In his own Dragon Palace!"

Feng Qingling found Long Xiangyu in 'Qushui Liuzhen'.

The man was dressed in a green coat with wide sleeves, raised a glass to invite the moon, and was so uncomfortable and leisurely.

From a distance, he noticed Feng Qingling's arrival, bowed his head slightly, raised his glass to her, and didn't let her drink, just said: "I don't know if Princess Feng has arrived, I miss the distance, please Haihan!" After this meaningless politeness, he still drank his own wine, and did not focus on Feng Qingling for another moment.

Feng Qingling had a stomach full of things to say to him, and he also had a few questions that he wanted to ask him for verification, but seeing his attitude now, he didn't know how to speak.

Moreover, one sentence showed the position of both parties, although she didn't know whether Long Xiangyu's 'Princess Feng' was deliberately ridiculed or deliberately called so, but she could still take a peek at it.

Just stood at the foot of the stone steps three meters away, quietly looked at the people in the pavilion, and spoke for a while: "I don't know what the emperor is going to do?"

Long Xiangyu raised his left eyebrows, put down the wine glass, stood up, paced aside, and sighed leisurely: "Benjun hasn't thought about it yet!"

"Then when the emperor thinks about it, please inform the little girl as soon as possible?" Feng Qingling Shi Ran walked into the pavilion with a smile, sat down where Fang Cai Long Xiangyu was sitting, picked up the wine glass he had used, poured a full glass of wine, tasted it elegantly, squinted his eyes slightly, and enjoyed it very much.

Occasionally, he commented on this glass of wine: "Well, it's really a good wine, and the emperor really doesn't have anything ordinary here." This wine is actually three points better than the elixir and jade liquid on the peach feast!

"Why don't you take advantage of this spare time to tell me how to make this wine? When the little girl learns to Chen in the future, he will brew three thousand altars, and he will definitely send the emperor five altars as a token of gratitude!"

Long Xiangyu had no intention of slandering her, but he couldn't help it.