rich little concubine

Two red candles were lit in the room, and the shimmering light flickered, reflecting Ji Ziyang's bright and clean face.

A man in a bright red wedding robe came slowly from outside the courtyard.

"The prince is here." Ah Liu bowed his head, knelt down on one knee, and reminded the two people around him.

When Luan'er and Xiaomu heard this, they immediately knelt down and prostrated themselves on the ground. When they lowered their heads, they could only see the red clothes in the corner of the gate of the courtyard. They walked past them with steady steps: "Stand back, everyone!" .”

"Yes." The three of them didn't dare to stay and went outside.

Hearing the noise outside, Ji Ziyang took a deep breath, only to hear the door creak open, accompanied by a gentle breeze, a red candle suddenly went out when the shadow of the candle flickered, making the room even more dim.

But he could still see the appearance of the person who came. The King of Zhenbei was tall and straight, with broad shoulders, sharp and narrow eyebrows, dark eyes like ink, and sharp-edged facial features like sculptures. The man is afraid of nothing more than that, but he is standing with his hands behind his back, which is already awe-inspiring, making people dare not look directly at him.

There was a hint of sharpness hidden in the handsome demeanor, even the bright red wedding dress could not conceal the slightest majesty.

Ji Ziyang's heart sank, looking at his posture, is that small packet of medicine enough?Didn't it mean that if you are poisoned and bedridden, even if you can come, you should be pale and unable to stand upright?

What the hell is it now? !The complexion is rosy and the complexion is good!

However, Mo Feng looked at the person who was obediently sitting on the bed and his expression changed. Although it was only for a moment, he still fell into his eyes exactly. Are you satisfied with the appearance?"

satisfy? !Satisfied with a big head ghost!Is it better than him?Depend on!Ji Ziyang slandered in his heart, but the smile on his face remained undiminished: "My lord is naturally handsome and handsome."

Mo Feng curled his lips into a smile, looked at the two glasses of wine that had been poured on the table, chose one of them, and said, "Princess, it's time to drink the wine."

The one on the right has medicine, and the one on the left has myrrh, Ji Ziyang firmly remembered it in his heart. Seeing that the other party picked up the cup on the left, his face suddenly turned into a bitter gourd. After drinking the glass of wine, he said far-fetchedly: "It's the first time Ziyang sees the prince, so he should do it first as a respect." He raised his head and drank the wine in his hand, and finally felt more at ease.

Picking up the cup on the right again, he handed it over carefully: "It's time for the prince to drink it."

But Mo Feng glanced at it, didn't pick it up, and grabbed the person standing beside him in his arms, placing it on his lap.

"My..." Medicine!Ji Ziyang was caught off guard, and fell into the opponent's arms. The strong arm wrapped around his waist, fixing him firmly, unable to move.

No matter how you say, he is also a young man from Yushu Linfeng, but in such a comparison, he has become a bird for Yiren. It is really irritating to compare people with others, but now is not the time to think about these things. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and held his hands firmly. Holding the glass tightly, only a little bit was spilled.

Earlier, he drank very little of the jug of wine, and if he spilled it now, he didn't know if he could fill another glass.

Ran Mo Feng narrowed his eyes, and said in a low voice, "Your what?"

The warm breath hit Ji Ziyang's cheeks and ears. He was only nervous about the wine before, and only now did he realize how ambiguous his current posture is. The faces of the two are very close, and the eagle-like sharp eyes are fixed on him. body.

"My...wine." Fortunately, his mouth braked in time, otherwise all previous efforts would be wasted if he spit out the word medicine.

"The princess cares so much about a glass of wine?"

Ji Ziyang regained his composure, and made up a reason: "It's unlucky to hand over a glass of wine to the ground," and handed the wine forward: "My lord, please."

Then Mo Feng took the wine glass, but said: "This is not the way to drink wine when handing over a glass," so he personally poured another glass and handed it to Ji Ziyang, because there was not much wine in the pot, so his glass was only half a glass Quantity only.

Ji Ziyang held the wine glass in his hand, like a hot potato, with a smile on his face, and tears in his heart!

Is it possible that the heaven also intentionally let him lose his chrysanthemum? !

If he had known about this, he would not have married into the palace willingly. The palace has a lot of property, and the price of chrysanthemums is even higher, right?

With his skills, it is not a problem to run away early, but now, all the sick princes are fake. No matter how you look at this person, he looks like a ferocious wolf.

The prince has more wine, but he has less wine. When comparing the two sides, Ji Ziyang gritted his teeth, wrapped his arms around the other's, and drank as much as he wanted!There are medicines in both cups, let's see who falls first!

I hope that the drugs bought by Xiao Mumu are reliable!

But before he drank, he deliberately slowed down. When he lowered his head, he secretly raised his eyelids and looked up. Seeing that Mo Feng's Adam's apple moved, he raised his head in peace and drank the wine in his hand After drinking, he wiped his mouth proudly.

When he put the wine glass on the table, the ink-sealed glass also fell off the table, but there was not a single bit of wine in the glass, and the wine was still dripping steadily into the glass.

Ji Ziyang was dumbfounded!

If he can still lose his expression at this moment, he has to follow the other party's surname, and he doesn't care about the other party's prince status, so he asked with an ugly face: "Why didn't you drink!"

I drank it and you didn't drink it!It's good that he didn't growl loudly!

The majestic King of Zhenbei in the Ruitian Dynasty, how can he be so easy to fool, don't talk about drinking the wine, just smell it, and then the ink seal will know that there is something mixed in it.

He did drink the wine just now, but it didn't enter his throat. When he lowered his head, he spit it all out, and then looked at the little thing in his arms leisurely and angrily drank it all.

"This king is too strong to drink, I'm afraid he won't be able to consummate the house after drinking." Ran Mo Feng Shi replied calmly.

In Ji Ziyang's eyes, that demeanor was extremely shameless, liar!Big tail wolf!

Ji Ziyang angrily wanted to break free from the other party's restraint, but Ke Ran Mo Feng also wrapped his other hand around, the strength of both hands was like an iron hoop, there was no way he could break free.

Speaking of the assassination methods in the past, such as close combat techniques, grappling hands, he couldn't use them if he was too close to someone's arms.

However, Mo Feng didn't want to go around in circles with him, and asked: "What did the princess put in that wine?"

Knowing that he couldn't be fooled, Ji Ziyang didn't want to hide it, so he just said directly: "Drug."

"Oh? Are you sure?" Ran Mo Feng raised his eyebrows, and pinched Ji Ziyang's distorted little face, feeling very amused and in a good mood.

"What's uncertain! It's not the drug, it's the poison!" Ji Ziyang was so angry that he spoke with a gun and a stick.

But as soon as he finished speaking, his heartbeat gradually accelerated, thumping, as if the beating sound could be heard in his ears, and waves of heat unconsciously came from his body, irritating every inch of his skin.

If he was out of breath before, then now he is really going to smoke from all seven orifices!

Damn little wood!

They agreed to buy drugs, but what the hell did they buy!

Ji Ziyang's thoughts turned sharply at the moment, in order not to let the other party find out that he was strange, he immediately refused: "My lord, I can't serve you today, why not another day, presumably the lord is not interested in an unconscious person, What happened tonight will be handled by the prince tomorrow."

However, Mo Feng pondered for a moment, as if he was really thinking about the other party's proposal. Just as Ji Ziyang wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, his body was suddenly lifted up by the air.

He only heard the other party say: "It's okay, since the princess can't serve the king, it's the same for the king to serve the princess."