A woman disguises herself as a man: His Royal Highness is unrivaled

She hadn't been drunk for a long time, and even Mei Yange didn't have the ability to get her drunk. As the saying goes, you can rest after getting drunk. Being drunk is also a rare kind of pleasure. She was given such a rare opportunity today, so how could she miss it? Moreover, it is still uncertain who will be unlucky after she is drunk!

"Lian Mo is disrespectful!" After his intention was exposed, Feng Lianmo still looked calm. He poured a glass of wine for Wu Qing, poured himself a cup of tea, took the lead in raising the teacup to salute Wu Qing, and then drank it. Down.

Perhaps because of the hot tea in his stomach, Feng Lian Mo's porcelain-skinned face was filled with a bit of blood, but even so, his thin body hidden under the wide robe still couldn't hide the sick look. However, the beauty is not lost.

Holding the cup in his mouth and pouring the wine into his mouth, Wu Qing's actions, which were originally a slutty and ruffian move, became tainted with a layer of decadent elegance. Putting down the cup, she touched her moist crimson lips with her moist fingertips, and smiled at Feng Lianmo again.

The glasses were crossed, the red sleeves were flying, one cup after another of fine wine flowed into the belly like running water, the fragrance of tea lingered on the other side, and the water mist rising from the cups blurred Feng Lianmo's face. At some point, the singing and dancing in the pear garden had stopped, and the conversations among the guests gradually fell silent. Everyone looked at the strange scene of tea and wine.

Empty wine jars were thrown on the ground one after another, and Feng Lianmo changed the tea leaves several times. However, the silver-faced figure in red never stopped, and his hazy eyebrows were always shrouded in three points of drunkenness and seven points of drunkenness. An indescribable smile. From time to time, she would raise her eyebrows and smile at the powerful ladies in the seat, showing off her pink little faces with all her grace.

Everyone was stunned. The first time they heard about the Master of Mo Yan Pavilion, she was a peerless genius that was far beyond everyone's reach and could almost be on an equal footing with the Master of the Feng Family. This is the second time I have heard about the owner of Moyan Pavilion, and it is also the first time I have seen this person with my own eyes. However, she is a wild and unrestrained young talent, addicted to alcohol!

The cup is full, the cup is empty, the blurred aroma of wine penetrates into the air, and the white pear blossoms on the tree are blown by the evening breeze. The mud seal opened, and the wine jars fell to the ground. One wine jar after another was thrown to the ground, and the splashing wine drops soaked the small square of the fallen petals.

Boom! When everyone was almost numb, there was a muffled sound, and the decadent figure suddenly leaned forward and lay on the low table. Out of some mysterious mood, everyone let out a long sigh of relief.

Eleven wine jars, there are a total of eleven wine jars on the ground! Even though the practitioner's physique is different from ordinary people, the amount of alcohol consumed is still astonishing.

Taking a breath, everyone looked at Feng Lianmo who was sitting still with awe. As much wine as Wu Qing drank, he drank as much tea. Drinking tea will not make you drunk, but it will still make your stomach bloated. However, he remained calm from beginning to end, and he still looks relaxed to this day.

In a family of weapon refiners, he was obsessed with the art of talismans. He also suffered from congenital deficiencies and diseases. However, Feng Lianmo became the head of the Feng family at the age of less than a hundred years old. Naturally, there was something special about him!

The muffled sound of Wu Qing lying drunkenly on the table was like a signal. Four Feng family secret guards jumped down from the pear trees in the pear garden. Their swords were unsheathed and they connected Wu Qing and Feng from four directions. Mo Huan is in the middle.

Mei Yange's eyes flashed, and she suddenly understood something. He swung the wine glass leisurely, and the wine in the glass reflected the setting sun's translucent ripples on the rim of the white jade cup: "What is Master Feng doing? "

"Your Majesty, your words are serious. The Pavilion Master and I are on the same page. I just want to invite the Pavilion Master to Feng's house for a chat." Putting down the tea cup, Feng Lianmo put his fist to his lips, frowned and coughed a few times, then relaxed. The brows are bright and clear.

The cliché is false, and getting Wuqing drunk and making her tell the truth is also false. If you have the opportunity to capture the place directly, why bother with the trap?

Feng Lianmo's blinding technique is already superb! No one, including Wu Qing, could have guessed what he wanted to do!

Brushing off the fallen pear petals from his body, Feng Lianmo stood up with the help of the maid. He looked at Mei Yange in the scattered light of the setting sun, and the smile on his face was still as light as the ripples of water.

Beside him, four secret guards were ready for battle in advance. Three peak Silver Frosts and one low-grade Rose Sandalwood are the secret guards carefully trained by the Feng family. They are absolute confidants who only listen to the orders of Feng Lianmo! These four people were enough to cut through the thorns and let Feng Lianmo take Wu Qing out of the Lord's Mansion!

"My brother is still young and must be accompanied by an elder when he goes out. I will definitely bring her to visit me one day." I don't know if it was intentional or unintentional. Mei Yange emphasized the words "my brother" and threw a thunderous response. .

Ping bang bang, cups fell to the ground, chopsticks fell to the table, Mo Yan Pavilion's scammers were frightened by the words "You are still young, you must be accompanied by your elders when you go out", while others were severely slapped by their younger brothers and sons. Startled.

My younger brother! younger brother! The Lord of Moyan Pavilion is the younger brother of the new Lord of the East, Mei Yange!

The dignitaries who had calmed down were thinking deeply, and they were a little more wary of Mei Yange. It turned out that they thought Mo Yange was a foreign aid that Mei Yange had found. If this were the case, it would not be difficult to suppress this new lord or even shake his status. It would be enough to win over the Moyan Pavilion. After all, the only people who support Mei Yange in the entire God Realm are his staff and Moyan Pavilion, and Moyan Pavilion occupies a huge position.

However, it was different when the master of Moyan Pavilion became Mei Yange's younger brother. Blood relatives are never the same. Unless it is a big family with many children fighting overtly and secretly, brotherly love is weak.

But looking at Mei Yange's indulgence towards Wu Qing, does it seem like the friendship is weak? When they came to the Liyuan, the two of them almost walked side by side, and there was no distinction between them in terms of status. At this banquet, Wu Qing basically became the focus, while Mei Yange, the protagonist, was left aside, but he didn't care at all. The doting smile on his lips made all the women in the opera house drunk.

People who have calculated all the stakes do not know that Wu Qing and Mei Yange are not related by blood, but their relationship is better than that of biological brothers and sisters.

Numerous thoughts passed through his mind, Feng Lianmo touched his lips and coughed a few times. The maid behind him wanted to come forward to nurse him, but he raised her hand and waved her away: "If your brother comes to my house, Lian Mo will naturally take good care of him, respect." The Lord is too worried.”

Having said this, Feng Lianmo leaned down and helped Wu Qing, who was lying drunk on the table, up. Wu Qing was really drunk this time, not just pretending. She raised her eyelids symbolically, and without even seeing clearly who was supporting her, she leaned towards him.

At the moment when the soft body was leaning on his chest, Feng Lianmo seemed to notice something. Shock suddenly appeared in Feng Lianmo's eyes, which had almost no other expression except a gentle smile. But after all, he is the head of the family and a person with deeper plans than Wu Qing. Before others could catch this look, his expression had returned to its original state.

Of course, those who didn't notice this expression did not include Mei Yange. Glancing at Wu Qing, who was hanging on Feng Lianmo's thin body like a koala, the former prince's brows were raised. From this position, if Feng Lianmo didn't realize whether this monster in his family was his brother or sister, then Feng Lianmo would be calling himself a strategist in vain.

Mei Yange's eyes darkened. He had never seen Wu Qing look like when he was drunk, and he couldn't guess what kind of medicine Wu Qing was selling in his gourd. And precisely because of this, he couldn't let Feng Lianmo take her away easily. What's more, Wu Qing is pregnant now.

"Here comes someone!" The Lord waved his hand mightily, and then, haha, nothing more happened.

At the same time, the Moyan Pavilion tribesmen who were guarding the Liyuan moved. Whether they were guarding in the open or hiding in various nooks and corners to prevent accidents, the tribesmen uniformly... retreated more than ten meters away! Even the Liuchu baby, who was confused by the actions of the tribesmen, was dragged away by them.

Mei Yange raised her brows fiercely, and Feng Lianmo's dark-stained long eyebrows frowned. The guests who didn't know the situation were dumbfounded.

What's happening here?

This is a magical situation when the master of the pavilion is drunk!

The drunken and slumped person moved, raised her head from Feng Lianmo's arms, stretched out her hand to rub her temples, and opened her bright, heterochromatic pupils.

He looked at Feng Lianmo who was supporting him, and then at the Feng family secret guard who was already full of murderous intent. His face was blank for a moment, and Wu Qing suddenly said: "You...are here to kill me." ?”

This is such a sharp question!

Everyone was embarrassed, Feng Lianmo settled down and looked at Wuqing's gloomy eyebrows carefully. You said she was drunk, as if this guy was thinking quite clearly, but you said she was not drunk. With this guy's IQ, it is impossible for her not to know what is happening now.

After reviewing the actions of the Moyan Pavilion members and Wu Qing's reaction in his mind, the head of the family, who had no idea what to do, didn't think about it for a long time, and finally decided to take Wu Qing away according to the original plan.

"Lian Mo is here to take you home." While speaking, Feng Lianmo did not let go of the expression on Wu Qing's face. As long as she pretended to be drunk, she would not be able to escape his eyes.

It's a pity that Wu Qing is really drunk. She thought for a long time with her eyes wandering, and finally a certain nerve finally connected successfully: "Home? The Shadow Continent is my home. Where do you want to take me?"

She created the Shadow Continent with her own hands. As long as she is in this time and space, she is her home wherever she goes. Where will this strange guy take her?

What Wu Qing said was the truth, but in other people's ears it became nonsense with twisted logic. After looking at Wu Qing intently for a few times, Feng Lianmo lowered his guard a lot.

At the signal from Feng Lianmo's eyes, two of the four secret guards opened the way with their swords in front, and two were behind to protect Feng Lianmo, who was helping Wu Qing to start walking. In fact, there is no way open for them. The scammers in Mo Yan Pavilion are all staying away from their master at this moment.