Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 2869 Start by step: Since ancient times, the emperor’s family has been in love (13)

  Mo Yelei had been looking to the side without leaving a trace, and winked several times at Dye Bai. As a result, the girl didn't even turn her eyes, which made Mo Yelei's mood a little worse.

  "The prince frequently looks in the direction of this king. Is it possible that this king has a beauty that makes the prince happy?"

  Mo Liyan played with the exquisite wine glass in his hand, his thin red lips half-evoked a wicked curve, and he spoke lazily, like a smile but not a smile, with a lot of interest.

The action of    peeking was pointed out, Mo Yelei pursed his lips, smiled faintly, holding the wine glass, "Three brothers are joking, why is this happening?"

"That's good." Mo Liyan lightly put down the wine glass he was playing with, his deep and playful eyes fell on the center of the hall, and his tone was evil: "This king almost thought that the prince fell in love with this king's newly-acquired person at first sight. "

  Mo Yelei smiled and pulled the corners of his lower lips, while staring at the center of the hall, he whispered: "There is no such thing, Third Brother said carefully."

   "It's just a joke with the prince." Mo Liyan's tone was slow, but his eyes were cold: "Why is the prince taking it seriously?"

   "The third brother is really in good spirits, and I am ashamed. Stop, don't say this kind of joke again." Mo Yelei lowered his head, his fierce mood was fleeting in his eyes, his tone unchanged.

  Mo Liyan faintly smiled, dark and delicate eyebrows raised lightly, lazily and indifferently: "The prince can't help it, this king will naturally not say any more."

Mo Yelei's chest rose and fell twice, gritted his teeth slightly, did not speak any more, and then thought that now Wei Ping has had a lot of friendship with him in his life, and his contacts and residences are under the control of his eyes, and soon he will take the initiative to submit to him. The sect's allegiance to him, the anger that was rolling in his heart dissipated a little.

  At the beginning of the banquet, such a battle without gunpowder ended.

  The ministers sitting around kept their heads down, trying not to pay attention to the confrontation between the two princes.

  And one of the young men in the azure robe always smiled, sang wine to each other, showing a leisurely look, he was good-looking, his features were gentle, and his temperament was also personable.

  This is the eighth prince of Da Chu.

  Mo Rongxuan.

  He has been accustomed to being low-key in the palace since he was a child, and he always smiles at everyone. It is said that he has never seen him lose his temper, and this is how Young Master Pian Pianjia is.

  Almost not many people will pay attention to him, because he is really low-key, usually inconspicuous, and never show the limelight.

  In addition, his mother's family is weak, and his biological mother is only an ordinary concubine until now, and he is not happy with the sage, and even he himself has not been pleased in front of the sage.

  So many courtiers automatically ignored such a prince.

   "You must be happy in life." He sighed lowly, his eyes wandering.

  Ranbai was not interested in watching such a song and dance banquet, and because of the wound tear, she wondered if she could find some herbs from the palace to temporarily restrain the wound, and then went out first.

   Ruo Lian wanted to go out with her, but was turned down by Huang Bai.

After being so directly pointed out by Mo Liyan, Mo Yelei couldn't look at Dye Bai anymore. Now Yu Guang saw this scene intentionally or unintentionally, he put down the wine glass, and got up and left.

  Two people left one after another.

  Mo Liyan's cold fingertips slowly rubbed the rim of the wine glass, such a movement was like rubbing a sharp sword, the surrounding aura was too cold, and the low pressure remained lingering and never dissipated.

  Ruo Lian almost endured the numbness of her scalp and stood there forcibly, crying without tears in her heart.

  Miss, why don’t you take me when you go out! !

  Now I am left alone facing the master’s depression.

too difficult!

  Moyo after a while,

Mo Liyan got up suddenly and walked indifferently to the direction outside the hall. The luxurious and blurred light in the palace collided and shattered under his eyes, but he couldn't brighten those deep-cold pupils. They were always cold. Thin and cool.

  If Lian saw that the master had gone out, she hurriedly followed.

  The two imperial children in this row left one after another, and the people around noticed the scene, watching their noses and noses, pretending to see nothing.

  The disagreement between Prince Jin and King Jin is not something obscure, and everyone doesn’t know it, so it’s not surprising.

  And outside the palace.

   Away from singing, dancing, peace and silk and bamboo string music, a crescent moon in the night sky seems to fall on the delicate corner tower, cutting through the dark and murky night.

  The white-clothed girl walked alone on the road outside the main hall. The evening breeze in early summer blew her sleeves and skirts. She rolled slightly in the wind, looking clear and stunning.

   Zhao Jiong's gaze fell unconsciously on the figure walking by the lake, subconsciously swallowed his saliva, and when he saw that there was no one around, he still boldly walked up.

  Such a beauty was a little moved when he first saw it at the banquet in the morning, but because of King Jin being beside him, he didn't dare to make trouble.

   Now that Beauty has taken the initiative to place the order, he also has a chance.

  I believe that King Jin will not care about a maid and his ceremonial book in the end, after all, he doesn’t care about King Jin’s appearance.

  So under the trend of the bottom of his heart, Zhao Jiong walked up with a surging heart, his big, disc-like face squeezed out a smile, "Now the banquet is just right, why did the girl come out alone?"

  Ranbai noticed someone approaching at the first glance, but she didn't care, and didn't want to bother, her light eyes fell on the countless flowers and trees planted in the palace.

  Zhao Jiong was so ignored, a three-point displeasure rose from the bottom of his heart, his eyes stuck to the girl's side face, and he couldn't look away, and smiled: "Could it be loneliness..."

  Speaking, he stretched out his fat paws and wanted to touch the girl around the corner.

   Hidden in the plain and slender hands under the snow-colored wide sleeves, playing with sharp and pointed small hidden weapons at will, as if the next second will kill people and splash three feet of blood. Ran Bai turned it over twice, his movements contained a bit of noble elegance, and when he was about to pierce Sun Jiong's eyes directly, a voice came from far and near, with a bit of solemnity.

   "Zhao Jiong! What are you doing?"

  Mo Yelei walked in with a vaguely displeased face, with his hands behind him, a gloomy flash of gloom under his eyes, looking at Zhao Jiong.

  Zhao Jiong was a little disapproved at the moment he heard the sound, but later he felt a little familiar, until he saw the person approaching, the whole person was so frightened, he quickly shivered and retracted his hand like an electric shock.

  Madam, Prince? !

  He hurriedly arched his hands, with a smile on his face.

   "Why the prince is here, the ministers and ministers are just, just..." There was a little cold sweat on his forehead, and he made excuses, and said with a smile: "I just saw this girl come out alone and stepped forward to greet him."

   "Can you finish your greetings?" Mo Yelei looked at Zhao Jiong and said in a deep voice.

  (End of this chapter)